Sleepy Research
“How do you like researching so much?” Dean questions frustrated with all the reading he had been doing.
“I don’t know. I guess I have always just liked reading and getting information,” you shrug as you yawn, flip the page of the book that you had been researching. Your eyes start to droop close and the words on the page blur together.
“It’s insane. Not even Sammy reads that much!” Dean exclaims before slamming the book in front of him shut. Your eyes jerk open at the sudden noise and you look at the older Winchester. He opened his mouth to say something, but when you heard the book slam shut you glare at Dean.
“Hay, don’t slam the book. Books are the best weapons in the world. Respect that,” you harden your glare as you say the last words.
“If there was a fight between someone with a book and no knife and a person with a knife and no book, I think the person with the knife would win,” Dean rolls his eyes with exasperation.
“I don’t agree,” you start suddenly becoming more awake, “On one hand the person with the knife has no knowledge he has no idea how to kill whatever he’s facing, therefore he might get in a few hits before he gets killed. On the other hand the person with the book may have no knife, but he knows how to kill the thing he is fighting. He can get the resources and kill the thing, no knife needed,” you smirk at Deans shocked face before turning around,” you might want to close your mouth before bugs start to fly in there,” you add before you hear Dean storm off to another part of the hotel room, muttering as he went.
“I see you have managed to infuriate Dean….Again,” Sam stays as he walks into the room and sits next to you and places a burger in front of you. “Here is your dinner,” Sam adds. You absently nod, not taking your eyes off of the book as you blink, trying to get the words on the page to stay still.
“Thanks,” you mutter ignoring the food, as you feel Sam put his arm around you and turn your body so that you were facing him.
“Y/n, you have been sitting here for over four hours. It’s like ten o’clock I think you should eat something and go to sleep,” Sam suggests giving you a worried look.
“I’m fine Sam. I just want to figure out what it is that we are hunting, I can stay up for a few more hours,” you say failing to hold back a yawn.
“No you’re not,” Sam was about to keep arguing, but stopped when he saw the determined look on your face. “Well if you are determined to stay up, I’m gonna get us some coffee,” With that Sam walks out of the room and to the kitchen a few steps away. Yawning you prop your head up on your hands and stare at the book, not even reading the words; slowly your eyes start to slip close until you fall asleep.
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“One sugar and two cream,” Sam muttered as he pours the sweeteners in the coffee and stir it. Grabbing his and your cup he walks into the room that you’re researching in. He sighs with a smile when he sees you sleeping on the table, the book under your arm. Sam gently sets the coffee down on the table before soundlessly walking toward you before picking you up bridal style and walking you toward the bed.
“Sam, I need to research some more. I haven’t figured out what were hunting yet,” you mutter as you curl closer to Sam obviously not wanting to go back to researching.
“You can do more tomorrow, just rest for tonight,” Sam replies as he gently sets you on the bed before lying down next to you, the sound of your breathing lulling him to sleep.
(I just got this idea from an episode and I wanted to write it. Hope you enjoy it! –Megan J)