Doya: "Dean;"

Dean: 

"We haven't been spared, eh? We haven't really had the chance to stop and breathe for a long while. I have not been able to just.... enjoy us the way I wanted to.  I guess it comes with being a hunter. We are always on the prowl, always working, always saving people and killing monsters. I guess there is no rest for the righteous. Still, I want to stop and I want to breathe. I want to look at you with a different intent than just checking on your injuries. I want to hold you in my arms, not because I feel relieved that you're alive but because I want to lavish you with my love. I want to give you a reason to rest and let me take charge of our happiness for a while. Sit back, relax, I'm here. I want to lose my fingers through your dirty blonde hair. I want to massage your scalp when we're both lying on our bed and hear you purr because it feels good. I want to whisper sweet nothings in your ear, all the while allowing my hands to run over your skin. Sit back, and relax, you're the main focus of the night. Relieve yourself from the stress of your job. In the confines of our room, there would be no sacrifice, no tears, no death...There would just be us. There would just be us, and our love. Our heart."