"Thanks, Bobby... for all of this." He could have easily turned them away or went off on them like Dad had... but he hadn't. Sam really was grateful for that. He turned to head up to the spare room, grabbing an extra blanket as he settled on the bed. It didn't take him long to drift off to sleep. They'd been on the road a long time and with all the weird dreams he had anymore, a decent night's rest was pretty rare.