It had been a week for Sam, Dean and Castiel to finish that last wendigo case. The thing was smarter than usual, and three people has died, but in the end, they had managed to kill it. All Sam wanted to do was go home and sleep. Hell, he'd sleep anywhere, as long as he could, but with Dean blaring music in the car, Sam was a far ways away from any sort of shut eye. Dean and Castiel were in the front, talking and listening to the music, which was good because it meant they weren't bothering Sam.
Sam closed his eyes, and envisioned something to come home to. Something that would make him want to come home and stay there. Don't get the wrong impression, he loved hunting, but he always felt alone. Dean had Cas, or whatever the hell was going on between them, and Sam had no one. At this point it didn't have to be a person even. He would greatly enjoy a dog or any pet really.
"Sam, what do you think?" Dean's voice pulled Sam out of his mind-wondering. Dean was glancing through the rear view mirror at Sam.
"About what?" Sam asked, having absolutely no clue what was happening at the moment in reality.
"Were you not listening to anything at all this entire time?" Dean said as he chuckled a bit.
"No, not really. I've been trying to sleep, but the music isn't really helping." Sam said a little annoyed by his brother.
"Oh sorry. I didn't know." Dean said as he turned it up just to piss off Sam.
Castiel quickly jumped in and turned the music down. "I feel you brother."
Sam and Dean both looked shocked.
"What? Isn't that what you say when you share mutual agreement of feelings with another person on a common topic?" Castiel asked looking as though he thought he did something wrong.
"Well, yeah, but I never expected you to know that!" Dean said quite impressed yet surprised.
"I've been slowly picking up your 'lingo' through those dreadful 'reality tv shows'. Did I use that term correctly?"
"Yeah you were fine," Sam piped up, "just can we stop talking so I can try to sleep?"
"Sure dude," Dean said "we've all had a hard day. There's a motel a little ways up here. Again can spend the night there and hit the road tomorrow. Besides, I want some pie."
Sam rolled his eyes at his brothers comment on pie, but he was happy Dean had suggested sleeping somewhere. They pulled up to the motel and Dean checked in.
"Alright, so I got two rooms. The only two they have left both have two beds though, so we have an extra bed incase we need it or whatever." Dean looked at Castiel and handed him a key card, "here's you key, and yours" giving one to Sam. "I figured Cas would get the lobe room and Sam and I would share one. Good with you two?"
Sam and Castiel both nodded in agreement, and they trekked up to they're rooms.