Dean stretched and blinked as he opened his eyes. The sun was filtering through the curtains onto Sam where he was sat at the small table gazing down at his fingers thoughtfully.
"What are you doing?" Dean asked in confusion.
Sam peered up at him with a gentle smile, "I've been waiting for you to wake up."
"Why?" He asked, confused. Before he went to sleep 7 hours ago, Sam had been working on the laptop with plans to continue all today. He didn't understand what had changed overnight.
"Because I've finished. We just have to go and hunt it down now." Sam shrugged.
"Wait? You figured it out? This normally would have taken us days, Sam!" Dean cried with a massive grin.
Sam shrugged again, "I guess there are some benefits to not being able to sleep." He stood up and walked toward the door, "Are you going to get ready? I've been waiting for two hours."
Dean scrambled out of bed and began to hastily dress.