"Sam. Come on. You got a great life. An amazing job and you -- You're everything to me. If hunting a few monsters is what I need to do to keep you safe... I'm a helluva lot more expendable to the world than you are."
"Shh..." Dean whispered, stroking his hair behind his ear. "We'll figure it out together, Sam, right? That's what we do. We work together." He said. He rose and pulled Sam up, carrying him despite his bigger size. "We're gonna lay in bed."
"Hey... Shh." Dean smiled softly, crouching by the bed. "I wanna get you something that'll help you sleep. That herb Crowley gave us, for when I have night terrors. Why don't you come with me, we'll make you a glass."
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