Dean chuckled as she snuggled into his chest.  He couldn’t help but think this was nice, almost domestic.  He tightened his arm around her and hugged her tightly to him, running his fingers up and down her arm as he sighed, “You know that we eventually have to face him…and everything he’s going to yell at us…”

He laughed again at the idea of Bobby being so frustrated with them that he might kick them out, now that they were back together.  It wouldn’t be the worst idea.  After so long of being officially apart, there was bound to be  long nights, exactly like last night.  With Bobby not sleeping much as it was, those nights would undoubtedly be miserable for him.

He stared at the ceiling, flexing his ab muscles a bit with a smirk, “…but then again.  I’m sore.  I might not be able to take the stairs…”