Okay, fine, don't sleep on the bed. Stupid. Dean tries one more time before he quits, getting up and dragging the blanket of the bed to drape it over Cas' prone form.

Hah. It's kind of like tucking Sammy in when he'd stay up too late doing research.

Screw it. Dean snags the pillows and other blanket and drags those to the floor, too, lying down nearby. They're inside and warm and if the floor's hard, well, at least there aren't rocks digging into their backs. It's even better than real camping! Despite the minor discomfort of being on the floor, Dean is back out in a matter of minutes.