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I was born at night, but it wasn't last night

Two days.

Two days Sam and Dean had been crashing in the guest bedroom upstairs and it hadn't taken him an hour to realize there was a weird tension in the air. He wasn't sure what was going on, but he figured it was only a matter of time until it came to the surface. Stubborn idjits... every time he tried to ask about it, they'd try to brush it off like it was nothing.

Must've thought he was blind or something.

Not that he had time to be wasting on their feelings right now. There were people being picked off in a town up north from where they were and they needed to figure out what the hell was doing it. Bobby's money was on a water wraith, but you could never be too careful.

He sat at his desk, reading over a few texts he had spread out across it and only giving passing glances to where Sam sat, pouring over his own book. Dean had been sent off for a dinner and booze run... and as far as Bobby was concerned, he was taking too damn long.

"You find anything?"

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[ooc: it's totally up to you! Their hunts tend to be pretty generic though; find the creature, creature gets the upper hand, someone almost dies, creature gets ganked, rinse and repeat. We can pretty much assume that would be the formula for this one as well.]

Well, the case was about as easy as they ever were. The wraith was killed in the end -- though Dean was sporting a few aches and pains from the fight. He'd live though and he was sure after popping a few painkillers, he wouldn't even be feeling it.

He was mostly just looking forward to going back to the motel room and catching a nap -- if Sam didn't want to drive on through.

God, he hoped Sam didn't want to drive on through. He would, but they'd spent all night practically tracking the damn thing.

Once they were back to where they parked their cars, he starts his way towards the Impala, only to be stopped when Bobby cleared his throat to catch their attention.

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Bobby's more than ready to get in his own car and get home -- he doesn't think he'll be stopping. But first, he's gotta say something... awkward as this is gonna be.

"Gonna assume you boys ain't going back with me."

Sam turns to look at Bobby, arm resting on the opened car door. "No, we're gonna crash and hit the road in the morning," he says, feeling a bit guilty.

He knows this is for the best. That he and Dean need time to themselves and Bobby needs time to deal with this. And Dean is gonna kill him for asking, but...

"We can stick around if you need us," he offers. He doesn't want to feel like he's leaving Bobby flat.

"It's fine, get goin'." He wasn't big into heart-to-hearts. He was there when they needed to talk, he was there when they needed him to do their research, but hugging it out's really never been his way.

But he gives a slight smile as he looks between the two of them. Dean's a mess and Sam's probably hoping he doesn't ask them to stay around. He knows it's not personal, not really. They could all use a break right now.

"Know the door's always open if you need it though."

Sam offers Bobby a soft smile. "I know, Bobby. Thanks." He slips into the Impala easily after that, guilt dissipating. He'd offered to stay, and Bobby didn't need them to. That was good enough for him.

Now what he needs most is a good night's sleep. Something he's sure he'll get now that he and Dean can share a bed again. They both sleep better with the other beside them.

Dean slipsinto the driver's seat after saying his own byes to Bobby -- at least they were getting a break and Bobby didn't seem ready to toss them out on their asses yet.

Dean could let himself relax some, get some sleep.

"Can't wait to get back to the room," he murmurs.

"It's not too far. Do you want me to drive?" He offers gently, hand finding one of Dean's. They're exhausted, both emotionally and physically, and a good night's sleep is exactly what the doctor ordered.

"I'm fine, Sammy." Well, he's sore as hell and exhausted in so many different ways, but none that he can't handle. He squeezes Sam's hand and draws him in closer.

"Come here."

Sam slides over on the bench seat, settling into his brother's side. He's never been more grateful that the Impala has bench seats. He loves that he can get this close to Dean.

"We both need sleep. Can we take tomorrow off?"

When Sam moves closer, he slips an around around his brother and pulls him in even closer. "Yeah, sure. We can spend it in bed," he answers, a small smirk tugging at his lips.

Sam laughs softly, resting his head on his brother's shoulder. "That's fine with me," he agrees. "But sleep first. We both need it."

"Yeah, yeah, alright. Sleep first." He'd definitely need sleep anyway.

When they get to the motel room, he parks it in front of their room and nudges at Sam. "C'mon."

Sam staggers out of the car, bone tired and body aching. He can practically hear the bed calling his name from inside their motel room. "Turn the sound on your phone off," he murmurs as they step into the room. "No work calls or texts tomorrow."

"Okay, Sammy," he answers with a laugh, shaking his head.

"You're getting kinda bossy, y'know?"

"Runs in the family," he mutters, stripping out of his shirt and shoes and collapsing on the bed closer to the door. The one he knows his brother prefers. He scoots all the way to one side, leaving plenty of room for Dean to join him.

He slips out of his own shirt and boots, followed by his jeans before he settles on the bed next to Sam. He slips an arm around him, pulling him closer.

Sam settles comfortably into his brother's side, body truly relaxing for the first time in days.

"Today could have gone a lot worse," he murmurs, pressing a kiss to his brother's collarbone. "I'm glad we told him."

"Yeah..." He'd honestly expected a hell of a lot worse actually. He tightened his arm around Sam and pulled him in closer, rubbing a hand over his back.

"Get some sleep, Sammy."

"You too, Dean," he murmurs, already half asleep. He knows tonight will be the best sleep he's had since before they stopped by Bobby's. "We both need it."

(OOC: Think that's the end for this thread or would you like to keep going?)

[ooc: Sad to see it go, but this is a perfect stopping point.]

[ooc: It was a lot of fun! :D Great thread.]

[ooc: It really was. And I finally have my answer as to how Bobby would react to knowing about them.]

[ooc: If you ever want to do anything else with Bobby or any of my other guys, let me know! :)]

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