"Dean?" You roll over in your sleep.
"Dean?" You ring out as you toss and turn. Dean had gone missing a few days ago. Sam said that he fought Mettatron the Scribe of God alone and got stabbed.
You couldn't help but to move in with Sam and Castiel and wait for a miracle. You were startled by your alarm and your eyes snapped open to find an empty space in the bed with unpacked boxes near the closet door. You had to admit it wasn't like home but, you'd get used to it.