"It's not funny, Dean." Sam said bluntly, glaring at him a bit. He remembered what Bobby said about his temper and backed down though he still wanted to wipe off the smirk off his brother's face. "It's settled, we'll start her on knife training tomorrow." He said before getting up and walking off. Being soulless he didn't really have the need to sleep or rest but he wasn't going to tell Dean that. It was already weird when Cas did it.

In the middle of the night Evie woke with a start, panting heavily from the nightmare she pulled herself out of. Feeling alone and vulnerable, she got out of bed the floorboards cold beneath her feet. She carefully padded out of her room into the hallway, searching for Dean's room. She came across Bobby's and left him to sleep, not knowing how he'd react to being woken up. She eventually found Dean, walking over to him. "Dean?" She asked softly, gently shaking his shoulder.