Notes: Thank you to my beta Mago186
Three days have passed since he phoned Caleb. During that time, he had finished all of his assignments and he had said goodbye to everyone. His friends had questioned him about his motive for visiting Dean. One friend had even suggested he was visiting Dean out of misplaced guilt. Another friend had asked why he suddenly found Dean to be the person he needed to see when in the seven months at college he had never mentioned the man. There really was no way he could answer his friends' question without revealing just how badly he had treated Dean.
He had managed to arrange two weeks vacation time from college. He had only managed to do that by completing all of his assignments three weeks earlier than was needed. It had left him a little sleep deprived, but it had been worth it.
He would be seeing Dean in just one day.
He had been half-asleep when his cell phone began to ring. Instead of getting up from the bed, he chose to ignore it and attempt to get some much needed sleep. When his cell phone continued to ring after two minutes, he gave up the pretence of sleep and got up from the bed with a struggle. Once he was standing, he slowly walked over to the small table where he had left his cell and picked it up. He looked at the caller id, seeing Caleb's name blinking back up at him.
He immediately flipped open his cell phone.
"How long does it take to answer a ringing phone?" Caleb asked.
Ignoring Caleb's question, Dean asked, "What do you want?"
"I need your help with a demon that has been going after kindergarten kids," Caleb said. He knew from various stories that other hunters swapped that Dean always went that extra mile for kids.
"Speak to dad. I'm busy with another job," Dean said.
Caleb knew that he was being lied to, but he wasn't going to tell Dean that. Instead, he said, "Can you imagine your father having to deal with kindergarten kids? That man has never been known for his patience. Dean, you will be able to relate to these kids. John won't be able to."
"I can't help you out Caleb. I wish I could, but the job I have is far too important."
"Just help me with the research then," Caleb insisted.
"You have other people you can ask for help you know," Dean said. He didn't want to tell the hunter that the reason he couldn't help was because he was pregnant. He did trust Caleb, but not enough to tell him about the pregnancy.
"Dean, if you can't come to me I'll come to you," Caleb said. If he could just get Dean to agree to that, then the meeting Sam wanted could take place.
He wanted to lie to Caleb. Just tell him any kind of bullshit so that he wouldn't come to the motel, but he couldn't. He was tired of lying to everyone he knew. "I'm staying at the Double Six motel in Branknack. Be here in two days."
"Thank you Dean," Caleb said.
"Just be there." Dean ended the phone call before Caleb could get him agree to anything else.
Two days later there was a knock on his motel room door. For the smallest of moments, he gave serious thought to ignoring the knocking, but he had promised Caleb he would here for a meeting. Out of long ingrained habit, he picked up the shotgun next to his bed. He took a deep breath a deep breath and opened the door.
It wasn't Caleb.
It was Sam.
Tightening his grip on the shotgun, he stepped to one side and let Sam in.