An Unexpected Visit

[bloodnbadthings]

They'd been at it over a month now with still no sign of Dad. There had been hope once when an old acquaintance of John and Dean's called for help on another case and informed them that he found Sam's phone number by calling John's. Suddenly the phone that had given them nothing but disconnect redirects was now clicking over to voicemail in their father's voice informing people to call Sam if they needed help.

Sam had... not liked that development. Dean could understand why. Sam didn't have anything against helping people, but to have proof that their father was still out there and knew Sam was hunting... presumably knew Sam was looking for him... but, he was still staying out of communication? Dean could understand why that was upsetting. All he could do was keep trying to track the man down and hope when they did, Sam could get his answers.

They were in the middle of nowhere Illinois, Dean still recovering from his first and last airplane flight, when their hunt met with an unexpected snag. Dean walked into their motel room after sitting with Sam through his dinner to find their room occupied. A blond vampire was stretched out on Dean's bed, lounging. Inwardly, Dean started cussing colorfully while he pushed Sam as casually behind him as he could.

"Hello, Eric."

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[thinkshesosmart]

Sam hadn't intended to stay asleep for long, but with the blankets around him to keep him warm and Dean's touch soothing him, he let out a soft murmur and just stayed there for awhile. It'd be a few hours before he even started to stir, even a little.

[bloodnbadthings]

Eventually, while Sam was sleeping, Dean felt himself getting drowsy. He fell asleep with his hand on Sam's arm, curled in close. Just comfortable being close and knowing Sam was safe.

[thinkshesosmart]

When Sam woke, it was to Dean asleep next to him, a hand on his arm. For a moment, there was some confusion, his expression twisting up... but then it all came back and Sam just... let out a soft grumble. Definitely not ready to be awake yet.

Still, he knew he should probably move back to his own bed soon. When dawn got there, Dean would want to go under the bed... probably wouldn't appreciate Sam passed out on the bed he had to sleep under.He brought up a hand to rest over the one Dean had on his arm, squeezing it gently, lingering there before starting to move it off so he could see if Dean'd let him slip off.

[bloodnbadthings]

Dean felt Sam move and squeeze his fingers. His eyes opened when Sam started to move it. "Sammy...?" He squeezed his hand back lightly, then released him, yawning and stretching. "Sleep okay?"

[thinkshesosmart]

"Yeah... sorry, didn't mean to fall asleep on you." Kind of nice... oddly normal to see Dean doing something like sleeping along with him though. It got a smile out of him. He didn't slip entirely off the bed yet, propping himself up on an elbow as he looked down at the other. "Guess you were doing the same though."

[bloodnbadthings]

"S'okay. Yeah, I got too comfortable." He rubbed his face with a hand and resisted the urge to yawn again. It was more a habit than anything else. Then he flopped over onto his stomach and buried his face in the pillow, content to lay there a while longer. Sun wouldn't be up for another couple of hours, anyway.

[thinkshesosmart]

"Looks like you're still too comfortable, dude." He smiled and shifted a little, tugging at the covers until he could toss them over Dean. Knew he didn't need them really and the sun would be up soon, but whatever. "Go back to sleep."

[bloodnbadthings]

"M'not sleeping," he protested, words muffled by the pillow. The blanket was a nice gesture, even if he didn't have any body heat to trap with it. Would have been nice if he did. Warm, cozy. "Checking my eyelids for holes."

[thinkshesosmart]

"It looks like you're doing more than that, Dean." He leaned back on his elbows, just watching Dean for a few moments before deciding that, yeah, okay, he was getting up and slipping out of his jeans and crap he forgot to take off earlier.