Claire was lying on the thick animal fur on her side, looking intently at Dean as the latter pretended to sleep. She knew that he was pretending because she could easily tell when he was asleep or not.
'It is tough to have insomnia, right? I already had at a certain point of my life as well,' she thought, fondly wrapping her arms around him. She was wearing fewer clothes than before, but she wasn't naked at all.
Claire and Dean didn't get to THAT point yet, not because they didn't have the opportunity to, but rather because Claire prevented them to go so far. She knew that it wasn't the right time for that. She wouldn't have a problem doing it since both wanted, but for someone like her (an oracle), the order in which things happened mattered a lot when talking about timelines and destiny.
