Austin Samuel Winchester
I do not own anything you recognize…
Chapter Twenty Three
"Mommy misses you too, Austin," Carly told her son on the phone. "Yeah, Daddy and I are having a great time. Isn't that right, Dad?" She held the phone out for Dean.
"It's awesome, buddy," Dean shouted from in the bathroom.
Carly sat on the edge of the bed, in her night clothes. Dean and she decided to stay in the room after Dean convinced her he wasn't leaving them this time. Not now, not ever. So she took a shower, followed by Dean. Then she called Austin while Dean finished his shower.
"Okay, honey," Carly told Austin. "Are you being good for Uncle Sam and Aunt Jess? I hope so. We'll be back soon. Love you too, Austin. Night."
She hung up as Dean came out of the bathroom in long night pants and a t-shirt. Carly was wearing long night pants and a hoodie.
"I ordered room service," Dean told her as he threw his dirty clothes into a duffle bag on the floor.
"Really," Carly asked, sitting Indian style on the bed. "What'd you get?"
"Surprise," Dean replied.
Carly gave him the pouty look. "Please tell me?"
"Wait and see," he answered.
She rolled her eyes at him as a knock on the door came. "Room service," came the shout.
Dean opened it and let the woman in with their food. After paying her, she left and he turned to Carly.
She was already looking at all the food. Each plate held one of her favorite foods.
"Dean," she joked, happily. "I really do love you."
He smirked. "I know."