Dreaming (SamXReader) Part 2.

Sam Winchester woke up early as always, took a shower, got dressed, and came into the living room.
"Good morning", he said, not bothering to check who he was talking too.
When he didn't hear an answer, he turned around and saw a corpse staring at him with empty eyes.
He wasn't scared, in fact, he just stared at it – waiting for it to move; surprisingly, it didn't.
"Dean!" he called, he heard a muffled 'shut up' and swearing from his brother's room,
a few minutes later, Dean himself walked in – still half asleep.
"What the hell Sammy?" he says too tired to even look at his brother.
Sam points at the corpse, and Dean pulls out a knife ('where the hell did he keep it?' sam thinks) "did it move?" Dean asks, pointing it at the body.
"No" Sam says coolly.
"Where did it come from?" The older Winchester comes closer to the body, and pokes it with the blade.
"Do I look like I know?" Sam says.
"What are we going to do with it?" He asks, "Salt and Burn?"
Dean thinks for a moment, "Check for missing bodies in the morgue?" he suggests.
"And we're just going to leave it here? What if one of the hotel employees comes in?"

"Well I'm not sure what happens now, but I'm already here", you point out, standing in the doorway, "I was going to ask you about your credit card company and payment, but it seems like there's something else I should ask, I'm not sure, I think it's something about that body that you have in the middle of the living room" you say calmly, Sam and Dean stare at you,
"Sammy" you smile at Sam, "care to explain?"
"_____?" he asks, "Where don't you work?"
"Sam, I know there should be a kind of hunter-to-hunter trust or something, but there's a clearly human body in the middle of your living room, so please explain before I call the police" you try to keep it together.
"I-we-uhm- just woke up and it was here" he stutters a little.
"Are you sure?" you ask,
"Yes." he answers, his eyes focus on yours for a moment, as if it would make you believe him.
"Alright, I believe you." You say, well – Sam's stare works, or the fact that you haven't stopped thinking about him for the past month, and you'd believe almost anything he would tell you, probably because it's hard to believe someone like him will ever lie, or because when you're in love – it's just that way.
Sam sighs in relief, "Now we need to keep other people out of here, go to the morgue and check if there are any missing people-"
"Sam", you cut him off, "I think I know who put it there" you say,
"What? Who?" The younger Winchester noticed you were staring at a dot behind him and his brother, he follows your stare until he turns around, facing a blue eyed angel.
"Cas?"  his eyes open in surprise, "Do you know who the guy is?" he throws a look at the corpse, and focuses it on the angel once again,
" Yes. Sam, Dean, I believe I killed him", he points out simply with his low voice.