It wasn't until nearly nine that Dean got off the highway to find a hotel. In his defense, he didn't want a long drive Sunday morning, and he definitely didn't want to be late for the funeral.
He parked in one of the nearby spots and headed inside, walking up to the front desk. A young blonde looked up, smiling a smile too happy to be anything but caffeine.
"Hi!" She chirped. "How can I help you?"
Dean hid his grin. "Um, I'd like to check in, please."
"Sure. How many nights will you be staying?" She asked.
Dean paused. He could check in for two nights, he supposed, and come back Sunday night, and then drive the whole way Monday. On the other hand, he could drive farther home Sunday, and check in somewhere different.
"Just one night, thanks." He replied.
She smiled even wider, typing away on the computer. A moment later she handed him his key card.
"Fourth floor, turn right." She said.
He nodded. "Have a good night." He told her. He grabbed his suitcase and headed to the elevator.
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