After a few hours, Dean finally arrived in Missouri, at Casey's house. He pulled into her drive, and sat there a few minutes looking at her house. He got out, walking to her doorstep, and knocked, hoping that she was awake, since it was close to midnight. He saw a light turn on through the window; he figured that she was awake now, if she was asleep. He heard her unlock the door, he straightened up. The door opened, and there stood the blue eyes he fell in love with months ago.

"Dean.", she sounded surprised to see him, especially at this time of the night. All Dean could do was smile, he was happy to see the smile he had missed for months. She opened the door all the way, letting him inside. He came in, closing the door behind him. She instantly pulled him in for a kiss; he kissed her back when she did.

"Did you drive all this way, just to see me?" she asked when they pulled away from each other.

"Yes. I've missed you so much, Casey." Dean replied. He wanted to ask her if she would go back to the bunker with him, but he feared what her answer might be. He put his arms around her, holding her; he kissed her forehead, making Casey smile against his jacket. He thought about asking her now, but he was afraid still. He decided to anyway, he pulled back.

"Um, Casey. Can I ask you something," Dean asked. She nodded, "will you go back to the Kansas with me? I know it's a lot to ask, but would you consider it, please." She didn't know what to say, she wanted to go, but she had her friends here, her job at the hospital. All she did was nodded.

At The Bunker

"Hey, Dean!", Sam yelled as he walked into the kitchen. He expected to see Dean sitting in the chair, but he wasn't there. He figured Dean was probably in his room, so he turned and started walking toward his room. Dean wasn't there either. Sam began to freak out, he ran down to the garage, to see if the Impala was still there, but it wasn't. Great, Sam thought, what has he gotten himself into this time?

Sam went back to the kitchen, and called Dean. It didn't answer, that made Sam panic worse. It had went straight to voicemail.

"Dean, call me back as soon as you get this!", Sam hesitated before taking the phone from his ear, but he did after a second or two. He slid it into his pocket, hoping Dean would call back soon. He sat down in the chair that Dean had been sitting in hours before. He sat there, staring at the ground. After nearly ten minutes a certain name popped in his head, Castiel.

"Hey, um, Cas. I need your help. Please, if you can get here as-", he was cut off by the sound of footsteps near him. He looked to see Cas standing in front of him.

"You came.", Sam said, he didn't expect for Cas to come so quickly.

"You called. Where's Dean?", Cas asked with a worried look on his face.

"That's why I called. I can't find him anywhere. He's not in his room. The Impala is gone.", Sam replied. "Where would he go at this time of the night?", Cas asked tilting his headed slightly to the right.

"I don't know.", he replied, he looked up at Cas and his eyes widened.

"Sam, what is it?", Cas asked.

"Missouri. He's in Missouri.", Sam replied.

"Why would Dean be in Missouri?", Cas asked, surprised.

"Casey.", Sam replied almost whispering to himself. "Who's Casey?", Cas asked.

"A girl he met on a hunt a few months back. Dean and I got in an argument about it a few hours ago.", Sam replied.

"We'll find him, Sam.", Cas replied reassuringly.