Sam had fallen asleep on the couch after spending most of the night finalizing his plan with Dean. Dean had left in the early morning hours to get some sleep at the motel down the street while Sam stayed and made his game plan.
He had been awake when Bela had first woken up, but as the hours ticked by he knew he needed to rest, and his body decided the couch was as good a place as any.
So she found him stretched out on the couch, one arm across his eyes, the other over the book that was open but upside down on his chest.
His chest rose and fell slowly in his deep sleep, not bothered by nightmares, nor the task ahead that night.
She didn't want to wake him up, but at the moment she knew she didn't have a choice. Dean was going to be back soon and they needed to be ready to do this. To be honest, she also envied him for being able to sleep like this, but there wasn't a lot they could do about it on her end.
She made her way over, sitting down on the edge of the coffee table as she tried to get his attention, shaking his arm lightly. "Sam?"
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He had been awake when Bela had first woken up, but as the hours ticked by he knew he needed to rest, and his body decided the couch was as good a place as any.
So she found him stretched out on the couch, one arm across his eyes, the other over the book that was open but upside down on his chest.
His chest rose and fell slowly in his deep sleep, not bothered by nightmares, nor the task ahead that night.
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She made her way over, sitting down on the edge of the coffee table as she tried to get his attention, shaking his arm lightly. "Sam?"
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"Hey. What time is it?" he asked.
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