When he was done eating, Dean set his plate aside with the rest of the dishes from the night before. Some time today, he'd have to take a few minutes to wash them, but that would be later, when he felt like hauling up water and boiling it and all that fun stuff. Right now, all he wanted was to climb back into bed with Sam.

He sat back and let Sam finish eating, nuzzling lightly into his shoulder while he waited. No hurry. They had all the time in the world.