Dawn was just breaking when Dean threw his duffle bag in the trunk of his car. "Please be careful." Haley pleaded; her brown eyes sadden at the sight of her man leaving. "I wouldn't let anything get close enough to me to harm me." Dean tried to sound reassuring but he was just as nervous as she was. "Kiss Jamie for me and tell him, I'll be home as soon as possible." Dean told her before reeling her in for a long kiss. "I love you." Dean breathed into her hair, quickly inhaling her scent. "I love you too, babe." Haley said, her voice beginning to crack. Her emotion threatening to shine through her tough exterior.
As Dean pulled out of the driveway, he watched his whole world disappear in his rearview mirror. He turned the radio up as loud as his eardrums would allow. Dean wanted nothing more than to find his brother but he also wanted to be safe at home with his family. Soon the cold air began to thicken as dean reached the mountains. Four hours into his drive and the realization of being alone was starting to hit him hard. A feeling of dread began to erupt through his stomach and his heart felt as if it were drowning. How did he use to enjoy riding around for hours and having nothing to look forward too?
At the stoplight Dean exhaled loudly and rubbed his temples. A small knocking sound captured his attention. Dean quietly turned off his engine and focused on the knocking, it was coming from his trunk. Trying not to make any sudden movements or noises, dean made his way out of his impala and to the trunk. Dean counted to ten inside of his head before popping open the trunk. "Jamie Lucas Winchester, what in the hell do you think you're doing?" Dean yelled pulling Jamie's trembling body out of the trunk. "I'm s sorry d daddy, I w wanted to help f find Uncle Sam." He stuttered, his teeth clattering from the cold.
Dean squeezed Jamie tighter, he was angry at the fact he pulled a stunt like this but even more realifed his son was safe in his arms. Dean draped a blanket over Jamie's small shoulders then quickly turned on the heat. "I'm going to have to call your mother; you know she's probably freaking out right now." Dean told Jamie. 'I'm sorry but I had to come with you and mom wouldn't let me." Jamie confessed. Dean inhaled loudly before dialing Haley's number. "Oh my god, Dean I can't find Jamie." Haley yelled don the other end. "Baby, calm down... Jamie snuck in my trunk. He's sitting beside me right now." Dean quickly told her.
He could hear Haley trying to stifle her cries. "Let me talk to him." She whispered. Dean handed over the phone, watching Jamie being scolded at. "Momma I'm sorry." Jamie tried to explain but Haley's hysterical voice on the other end made that almost impossible. "She wants to talk to you again." Jamie gave the phone back and buried his face into his hands. "Dean, I don't care where you are bringing my baby back." Haley demanded. "Haley, I'm six hours away... I have to find Sam; Jamie will be fine with me. He won't get into harm." Dean swore. "I don't like this... I want him home, with me." Haley objected. "Haley, we will be gone for two days. Nothing will happen to him; I would never let anything happen to him." Dean told her, he knew she was on the other end of the phone, pacing back and forth: weighing her options.
"No longer than two day and I won't a phone call from Jamie, every three hours... I mean it Dean." Haley told him breathing heavily into the phone now. "I promise I love you." And with that they both hung up. "So I can stay?" Jamie smiled up at his father. "Wipe that smirk off your face; what you did was very inconsiderate." Dean said pushing the gas pedal now. "I have clues in my head... I'm going to find Uncle Sam. He needs us Dad, we're a team." Jamie announced causing Dean to smile at the sound of team. Him and his son, cruising the open road. "Can I ask you a question daddy?" Jamie asked turning off the radio. "Sure you can but rule number one of riding in the impala, never touch the radio." Dean stated.
"Well, do you know who Castile is?" Dean hasn't heard that name in about ten years. "How do you know about Castile?" Dean asked now slamming on the brakes. "I don't know anything about him. All I know is he is an angel and he is the one who showed me where Sam is..." Jamie said turning his attention back out the window.