PRESENT TIME-- (it's the middle of the night, in a motel somewhere)
Sam rolled over and opened his eyes after Dean's cell had rung a few times.
"Dean?" He asked, but his brother remained in dream land, somewhere. He groaned, as he fumbled for the phone.
"Dean's phone. This is Sam." His voice was thick with sleep.
"Sam?" A young female voice spilled out of the phone, filled with worry and surprise.
"Uncle Sammy? Where is Daddy?"
A/N—This is the end. But never fear, there is a sequel coming! ^_^