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Set in Dean and Sam's motel room during a case, General POV.
"Hello?" A groggy voice answered the phone in the middle of the night, whose voice was this, well non other then Dean Winchester. He sat up in the uncomfortable motel bed where he had been sleeping, up until this point. His phone had been ringing for what felt like forever, finally getting annoyed he sat up and answered.
"Hi, uh, is this Dean, Dean Winchester." The voice on the other end asked. It was a gruff male voice that Dean did not recognize.
"Depends, who is this?" Dean asked. Sam was now woken up and he sat up in the other bed, farthest away from the door.
"Tom, Tom Phillips, I use to hunt with your dad." He said a little cheerier.
"Oh, Tom, god do you know what time it is?" Dean asked looking at the clock, immediately annoyed by the early morning wake up call.
"Sorry, I guess we have a bit of a time difference. Anyway, I have a favor to ask of you." Tom stated, and then continued. "Do you remember my daughter? Ryder?" Tom asked Dean.
"Of course I do, how is she." Dean asked remembering Ryder from the times Dad would hunt with Tom. They would all stay in the apartment together. She was a year younger then Dean, and he always made sure she remembered that he was the oldest. They lost touch after Toms wife passed away, Marlyn would always do the research for the boys, but unfortunately she was taken by a demon, along with there other daughter, Grayson. Tom went off the deep end, and never brought Ryder back. It was crazy to think of her now, this was 6 years ago, now she was a lot older.
"She's fine, listen, I'm hunting with a group that doesn't respond well to a female presence." Tom informed Dean.
"Psh, pigs." Dean stated under his breath, but Tom heard it.
"Yah, so I was going to see if you all would be willing to work with her, she is a great hunter I just do not want her off on her own. Do you think you could do that?"
"Of course, Sam and I would love for Ryder to come along with us. Ill send you the coordinates, Dean said.
"That would be great. Thank you boys for doing this, once I get the coordinates I'll let you know how long it will take us to be there. Once again, Thanks." Tom said again.
"Yah of course, Ill send them to you now." Dean said, "Bye Tom, drive safe." Then the conversation was over. Dean quickly sent the coordinates and a few minutes later got a text that said that they would be there in about 2 ½ days. It was just enough time to finish the research so when Ryder arrived they would be able to jump into the case.
"So, Ryder Phillips." Sam finally spoke. Dean nodded. "God we haven't seen her in what, 6 years?" Dean once again made no noise but nodded. He was thinking about what she looked like now, they never said it, but everyone was vaguely aware of the fact that those two were meant to be. When everything happened to her family Dean thought he would never see her again, but the stars had aligned and she was coming to him. Dean put on his tough façade and turn to Sam.
"Yah they will be here in a couple of days, some hunting group got something against female hunters. So we are going to hunt with her for a while. Lets get some sleep; we have a lot to do tomorrow.