Bobby Singer was relieved.
He had sent the boys to the mining colony as soon as he heard about its perilous situation. He had been concerned when the boys called him back and told him of the fierce ion storm. While the Impala's shields had been upgraded, she was still an older ship and might not be up to the dangers posed by the storm. Dean would try to save the colonists disregarding the risks, and Samsquatch and Castiel would follow him as always.
So Bobby breathed a sigh of relief when they let him know the mission was a success and they were heading back to the salvage station. He broke out a bottle of the good stuff for celebrating and began to scour the communications logs for the next potential mission. When a beep indicated the long-range scanners had detected the ship's approach, Bobby walked over to the control room's main console to activate the view screen. The Impala's image seemed somewhat distorted, so Bobby fiddled with the zoom to get a better view. He was greeted by the sight of G, spread across the nose of the ship like a bug on a windshield.
What had those idjits done now?