You see Dean across the front yard of the house, running over to him and pretending not to notice him tripping. You wrap your arms around him, burying your head into his chest.

“Where have you been?” You hissed, he’d vanished during a hunt. “I’ve waited so long for you to come.”

“That’s what she said.” He murmured, kissing the top of your head and holding you close to his chest.