[When morning comes, she doesn't want to wake up, but there's a warmth on her cheek, nearly in her eyes that's bugging her. Slowly, her eyes open and she frowns to realize the curtains are cracked slightly and a ray of sunlight is hitting her. Who the hell ever decided having windows face the east needed to be shot. She shifts a little, then gasps as the movement causes her head to start throbbing...and her back follows a moment later, with a whole 'nother flash of pain. Turning her head to glance around the room, she spots the painkillers on the table between her bed and Dean's, and she sits up a little, pulling herself over to the bottle. Cracking it open, she dumps out four into her hand and dry swallows them, then lets her head fall back onto the pillow, groaning.]