You leaned your head against the window of the Impala. You felt like you could sleep for an entire day. You didn’t want Dean to notice how tired you were. You didn’t want to talk about what happened in the alley. However, you could sense that it was going to be brought up anyway. Once Dean finished loading yours and his bag into the Impala, he climbed into the front seat.
Dean glanced over at you, noticing how pale you looked. Dean started up Baby, speeding off down the road. “If there’s anything you wanna talk about [Y/N], you know you can talk to me right,” Dean offered, taking another glance at you.
“I’m fine,” you lied, scrolling through your phone. You sent a text to Cas asking him to keep your conversation between the both of you. Once he agreed, you told him that your body had healed itself, but it took a lot of your energy from you. He told you to get some rest when you got back to the bunker.