Dean woke up in the middle of the night to an empty bed.

He sat up and looked at the alarm clock which said 2:31 A.M.

He got up and shuffled out the room. As he walked down the hall, he heard the TV on.

"Jesus Christ are you trying to get killed?!"

"Look, I'm sorry-!"

"I don't have time this! Sorry baby, I almost dented my car on a hippie chick."

"Hey, I'm not a hippie!"

Dean furrowed his eyebrows and walked in. He saw Gabe, wide awake, and looking at the TV with a controller in his hands.

"Gabe? Why are you up?"

"I was sleeping, but I woke up, threw up, and couldn't go back to sleep."

"Are you OK?"

"Yeah."

"Alright.. Come to bed soon."

"I will."

Dean gently kissed his head before returning to their room. He laid back down on the bed and grabbed his phone.