Room 438, Saturday night.

[saltandammo]

Leaving Sammi with her mother just to make things simpler, Dean took the two boys back to his room for the night. Cas went right to sleep like, well like an angel, but John William was another story.

"So," Dean said, getting two bottles of soda out of his fridge and handing one to the boy. "You going to tell me what's wrong?"

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[weechesters]

He took a pull off the soda and watched Dean. The face was close enough now that he could pretend that it was really his Dad. "Missed you, that's all."

[saltandammo]

"Y'know, I'm pretty sure I'm the one who taught you to lie," Dean pointed out.

[weechesters]

"'m not lying. I miss you more than anything." He shifted in his spot, then plopped down onto the bed, still memorizing Dean's face so he wouldn't ever forget what his father looked like. "Everything's different, now."

[saltandammo]

Dean cocked his head to the side as he regarded John William. "Just why exactly have you been missing me?" he asked slowly.