"Big baby, there's nothing under the bed!" Sam whispered to himself.
He heard another scrabbling sound and chewed his lip. Okay. Maybe no monsters, but there was something under there.
He'd tried to wake Dean when it first started, but his wayward brother had been out most of the night with that skanky Priscilla. Only something like a vamp, or werewolf, or Dad could wake him at this point.
The thing under the bed started chittering. It sounded kinda mad.
Sam eyed his sleeping brother and sighed.
It was probably just a mouse. Nothing to worry about.
Nothing at all.