Dean sat in the hotel room while he and Sam researched the newest supernatural creature they were hunting. Dean had looked toward Sam when he received a text from an unknown number. "You need to get home now. Mom's freaking out, and I'm not getting yelled at over your stupidity." Dean pocketed his phone, feeling amused, assuming it was someone with the wrong number. However, after a minute, Dean couldn't resist messaging back. "Is she hot?" He texted, slightly joking.