"It is a little like a broken bone, it is healing but still damaged. It will return. The dreams are worse."

He grabs at Dean's arm, wrapping it around his waist as he leans back against his chest. "I do want a house. I want space and quiet and I'd like to have a porch and possibly a pet rabbit. But it has been a difficult few months, we can wait. All I truly need is to be with you."