Sam didn't catch Dean saying goodnight, since he was already asleep - or maybe he did. Either way, he didn't reply, simply letting sleep pull him under.
Maybe he didn't have to talk about Jess, but he could still remember it and think about it over and over till it drove him insane. At least when he was thinking about it he had a choice to try and think about something else... Dreaming was different.
He could see her on the ceiling again... the fire burst out around her and she was burning... It was more vivid now that he had seen it for real. The heat, the smell of smoke, the need and desperation to try and get to her, but he couldn't. If he had got there before... then she might have been able to make it.
Then the fire went back, but she was still on the ceiling, still staring down. The fire burst out from behind her, and the whole thing started again. Over and over...
Sam jerked awake, breathing hard.
Maybe he didn't have to talk about Jess, but he could still remember it and think about it over and over till it drove him insane. At least when he was thinking about it he had a choice to try and think about something else... Dreaming was different.
He could see her on the ceiling again... the fire burst out around her and she was burning... It was more vivid now that he had seen it for real. The heat, the smell of smoke, the need and desperation to try and get to her, but he couldn't. If he had got there before... then she might have been able to make it.
Then the fire went back, but she was still on the ceiling, still staring down. The fire burst out from behind her, and the whole thing started again. Over and over...
Sam jerked awake, breathing hard.