The air smelled like a year old air freshener mixed with a pound of bleach in the old motel. The two brothers were waking up to the vibrating of a cell phone shoved in between the mattresses.
"What's the word, Bobby?" , Dean shouted as Sam pressed the speaker phone option.
"You got four sudden deaths with a smell of sulfur left behind in each crime scene.", Bobby explained.
"You have got to be kidding me. Another one?!" Sam angrily shouted.
"Yes now get off your sissy butts and get to ass whoopin!" Bobby demanded as sam hung up the phone.
"Uh what're you doing?" ,Dean asked.
"What's it look like? Getting ready to leave"
"Um dingus did you happen to get the location?"
Sam starred silently.
"Yea thats what i thought. Well call him up again so we can leave."
"On it.", Sam quickly dialed the phone and put it to his ear and Dean walked to the bathroom.
"SHIT" Dean quietly shouted.
"Cas!! What the hell are you doing here?"
"I missed you..." Cas shyly whispered. Silently hoping Dean had not heard him. Deans cheeks quickly flushed to a bright pink as he reached for his lovers hands. He pulled them to his waste tugging Cas towards his chest.
"I missed you too." Dean whispered in his ear, smiling.
"Dean! Lets go!" ,Sam yelled impatiently. In an instant Cas was gone and Dean walked out of the bathroom.
"Geez what were you doing in there? Painting your nails?"
"HaHa" , Dean joked. Looking back at the now closed bathroom door.
