I couldn't agree more. [Dean toweled off quickly and followed Sam into the bedroom. He collapsed, face first, onto the bed and stretched out with a groan of satisfaction. He was sated, clean, and in a comfortable bed. And not alone. There really wasn't anything that could make it better.]

[Well, one thing, but he needed some sleep first.]

[He turned his head on the pillow and looked over at Sam with a goofy grin.] Sleep good, Sammy.