Your feet moved fast across the wooden floor of your apartment, moving towards the door as you took deep breaths.

Your father had gone missing— along with John Winchester. And to say you were worried was an understatement.

However, you swung your door open, your eyes immediately meeting Dean winchesters eyes as you gazed up at him. “You came.” You breathe out.

“You called.” He smiles ever so slightly as he steps forward into your apartment. “You doing okay?”