Dean looked up at Jared, a small frown on his face. He didn't know what to say to Jared and he also didn't know how to explain what was going on with his daughter. Dropping his hands and sighing heavily he whispered. "I missed you."
"What?" Jared asked tilting his head toward Dean. His voice was a low growl and his arms reached up to cross his chest.
"I missed you!" He said louder, trying not to shout, he didn't want to wake Hailie. "I wanted to come by and apologize, and I need your help."
"Oh..I see. You need my help, and you thought by bringing Hailie over here, it would make me feel better. It would make me miss you guys enough to come back to you. Well news flash Dean, we aren't a family and I am not coming back to you. I am not a love lost puppy, and I refused to be treated like anything less then a human." Jared yelled at him, his voice raising on every word he said. He was pissed now. What was Dean thinking bringing Hailie over to bribe him into coming home? Was Dean a fucking moron?
"Listen, Jared! I'm truly sorry I hurt you the way I did, but other then that. I need your help with Hailie! There is something wrong." Dean said, trying to calm his voice when he looked at his stirring daughter.
"What's wrong?" Jared asked now concerned about Hailie and what could be wrong. He still did care about Dean but he wasn't about to let what Dean did slide. He however, still cared about the child that was going to be his little girl.
"She told me about this girl she talks to named Ashlee. Said she came around once you left and I'm pretty sure Hailie is talking to a spirit. I can't see the thing, whatever it is..but Hailie can and it's freaking me out. I salted my car down and Hailie said that Ashlee was sad that she couldn't come with us." Dean explained hoping that Jared would help him.
Jared stared at Hailie for a couple seconds. "Alright, I'll help her. We have to go to the library and get some dirt on the spirit. You have to talk to the last owner of your house to see if someone died there. I will check out everything I can in the library on a girl named Ashlee, mind telling me how old the child was?"
"I think she was in Hailie's grade. All Hailie said was that the girl went to her elementry school." Dean said, frustrated with himself that he didn't know more.
"That's all you know?" Jared asked with a glare.
"She hasn't been talking to me Jared! Since you left my daughter hasn't wanted to even look at me and it's killing me. I really need you Jared. She needs you. Please." Dean begged Jared, his eyes were wide and filled with unshed tears. Wait, Dean never cried. He was actually going to cry over Jared?
Jared let a small smile graze over his lips, then looked at Dean and nodded. "Come on, we have work to do."