16 Unicorn Street, Late Saturday/Early Sunday

[psychic_wonder]

There was no reasonable explanation for why Sam was wide awake right now. He was tired and he was jetlagged and he hadn't gotten a decent night's sleep in ages, but the fact remained that he just couldn't fall asleep, even with Peter warm and curled up at his side. Although he'd promised to stay close to Peter, there was one thing he needed to do

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[saltandammo]

Dean had just got nicely asleep when his cell rang. Without opening his eyes, he grabbed it and answered. "Listen, just call her and ask her to teach you to dance," he said, assuming it was Cas again.

[psychic_wonder]

Sam stared at the phone for a second, making sure he'd dialed the right number. "Hey Dean," he said. "You know I'm not the dancing type."

[saltandammo]

"Sammy?" That woke Dean up fast. "Do you know what time it is?"

[psychic_wonder]

"Yeah, I do, sorry," Sam said, sincerely apologetic. "But this is important and I couldn't sleep and I really didn't want to wait."