Your phone rings, and you’re surprised to see Dean's name on the screen. It’s been a few days since he last reached out as he’s been distant, wrestling with his own struggles, pushing you away, insisting he needed to handle things alone. But tonight, he sounds different, his voice low and weary, with a hint of vulnerability you rarely hear from him.

"Hey," he says softly. "I… I know I've been acting like an ass. But I just… I don’t want to be alone right now."

You grab your things quickly, your heart aching for him. You know he’s been fighting this darkness on his own, and it’s hard for him to let anyone in. But tonight, he’s letting you be there, and you’ll do everything you can to help him feel safe and not alone.

"I'm on my way, baby."