Dean stroked her hair and smiled. "Yeah. But still, anything could happen. Different universes. Doesn't give you free reign to freak out and do anything you want. You've got to take it easy and eat."
Robbie returned a few moments later with three plates of omelettes, one for each of them. Dean's was loaded with bits of meat he'd found in the fridge where Bela's was a decent combination of veggies and meats. His own was like his father's.