The silk sheets, the gorgeous views, the plush pillows, the quiet and the room service meant nothing to her. In fact he'd rather be in some trashy motel room with his family than in the big hotels. The lonely star looked into the large mirror and sighed as his hazel eyes shone with how much he missed his family. Tonight he was in New York, tomorrow night he could be in another state and it scared him. His sister was used to this; she'd been a touring star ever since she left high school and had warned him of how hard it was to be so far away from home. He wished he had listened and had stuck with the garage that no doubt would be a wreck by the time he came back from the tour. He took a shower in an attempt to waste time until he knew his son would be back from school, the boy was a pain in the ass, but he was also a sweet kid who deserved a second chance in life. Sure enough his phone rang as he climbed out of the shower, the sound of 'Family' blared from the tiny speaker in his phone, he chuckled every time he heard that son, it hadn't been his ideal choice of song, but it was perfect for who was calling.

"When you coming home dad? Pa's boring and knows fuck all about cars!" A familiar voice called down the phone, the pout audible in his voice.

"Language Anthony! I'll be home when I can, I promise kiddo." He couldn't help but chuckle at his son, he was definitely a bad influence on the kid and it gave him hope that the garage wasn't going down the shitter. There was a bit of a scuffle and some choice words that was to the tune of Anthony storming off insulting someone's mother – another thing he'd learned off his father – there would be words when he got home from the tour.

"Evening hazel-eyes." A voice that made the very innards of the star's melt smiled into the phone.

"You cheesy bastard, Cas!" He laughed curling on the large bed as he listened to the voice of his husband who was almost 2,500 miles away.

"You know you love it Dean." Cas chuckled as he turned down the stereo he was listening to.

"So when are we telling Ant that I'm flying home after the gig?" Dean smiled, he was a little afraid of flying, but he usually just kept his thoughts on his family and those thoughts kept him calm enough to not freak out on the plane.

"When you walk through the door and sit him down." Cas grinned, they'd been planning this visit ever since Dean had left on his tour. He only had this one gig to do before he had 6 months break. Of course during those months he'd be writing some new songs and working in the garage, he never had a day off even if he could. They talked for hours catching up on everything from their days, it was just something they liked to do while Dean was away. They talked about everyone in their lives, Katherine, Sam, Anthony, Kelly, Gabriel and Joey, but never once did they mention John. It was too painful for Dean to even think about. One day he'd have to confront it, but until then he'd avoid the topic of his father who for years Dean had looked up to. It wasn't even that John was a bad father or had damaged his kids in some way, but it was mainly down to what happened while Dean was twenty, leaving him to take charge of the family. He'd talk about it one day when he was ready and Cas knew that.

"Dad, tell Pa to make me some food! I'm starving." Anthony whined into the handset. Dean shook his head, the boy always did think about his stomach above anything else. He'd obviously managed to wrestle the handset from his father who would no doubt be sat wondering how the hell that had happened.

"Have you got homework?" Dean asked sternly.

"Daad!" Anthony whined, Dean knew that whine, it was the 'Yes I have homework, No I can't be fucked to do it' whine that his sister had used too many times on him growing up. Most people assumed that the singing star dad would be the cool one and the teacher dad would be the disciplinarian, but it was actually the other way around. Dean was the dad who wasn't afraid to punish his kids, where Cas would be the dad who encouraged his kids to prank Dean.

"Do your homework tonight Anthony and you know where the cookie jar is." Dean groaned, out of the two children he and Cas had, Anthony was the one who cause the most trouble, but their youngest was the one who Dean worried about the most. She was exactly like her aunt and that was what scared him. He wanted his daughter to be a kid for as long as she could, that was difficult with her fast approaching the day she would take her place at the local high school where everyone knew who her father was. He was something of a legend, the kid who caused the most trouble for the teachers and for that alone he was everyone's favourite hero. There had been a few idiots who had tried to recreate his pranks, but of course they had failed, he had been flattered at the time, but he had to be sensible now.

"Did you just lay the law down to our son?" Cas asked in awe after he'd managed to wrestle the phone back from the sixteen year old boy.

"I had to, he's going to have SAT's and finals, he needs to do his work." Dean sighed, he hated being the disciplinarian.

"Says you, the guy who slept through high school history!" Cas laughed at the memories of Dean sleeping and drooling as they covered the civil war.

"You kept me awake most nights, Cas. It wasn't my fault and that's exactly my point. I wasn't a good student and I'll be dammed if Anthony's going to go down the same road I did. He's got the ability to go to college and I swear that he's going to go. I knew what I wanted ever since I was a kid, I wanted to be a mechanic and that's what I was for a while, it's what I am during my down time, but I still had to graduate. It wasn't easy spending time out of school after I'd had yet another reaction to some damn food, if it wasn't for extra credit." Dean ranted shaking his head. He had hated school, but he had also missed it when he'd been kept off to get better after going into yet another anaphylactic shock from his allergy. He'd had to avoid a lot of food from that moment on and it was hard for him, but it kept him alive.

"You struggled in history at times, but you always did well in the exams. You aced Autoshop and biology was like your yellow sun where history was like your green kryptonite, but I was like your Chloe, I was always on hand to help and you know you did well. You came out with a B, that's not bad. You had the GPA for college, but you stayed and I did the college route. Chill out Dean, even superman had his weaknesses." Cas reassured him. This was exactly why Dean loved Cas, whenever he felt low and like giving up, Cas would be there to pick him up and show him just where his worth lay.

"I'm such a bad influence on you." Dean laughed, it was usually him who made all the references to Superman and the other marvel comic book heroes, but it was both a shock and a change to hear Cas make the very same references that he would himself. He glanced over at the clock and groaned, it was six hours until his final show of the tour and he was exhausted from all the rehearsals and his poor fingers were almost ripped to shreds from playing his guitar so much. He could hear squabbling in the background and groaned.

"I swear, the sooner you come back home, the better Dean. Maybe Ant would stop upsetting his sister." Cas groaned as he pulled the children apart, sending them to their rooms.

"You and I both know that won't happen. I grew up with Sam and Kit, they fought like all the time, I think the only time they stopped when Dad told them to was the day I decided to tell dad everything." Dean chuckled, it made a change not to have to stop the fights. In fact that was the only thing he didn't really miss on tour, the fights between the two children.

"Dean? Remember be amazing and you're an amazing artist." Cas smiled.

"Flattery gets you everywhere Cas. Which is why I love you." Dean chuckled before ending the phone call so Dean could catch a light nap before his show.