"How are they behaving?" Your tired voice carries to the other side of the line. It's been a long hunt, and the only thing you want to do is go back to your baby.

"They have been a true angel, you don't need to worry about it. Still, you should come back soon because they clearly miss you." Bobby's answer calms you, but doesn't decrease the anxiousness you feel.

Despite your marriage, the new house, and having a baby, you haven't abandoned hunting life whatsoever. It's who you are, and you believe you can manage a balance between normality and getting rid of monsters. So far you've done a good job. It has taken to reach a compromise of not taking jobs too far away or that last too long. You've also managed to get breaks in between hunts. And obviously, the most important rule of not bringing your child on any of the jobs. It's usually Bobby or John who have to take care of the little devil. And most of the time, you're not this nervous about leaving them, but this time around the hunt had been more urgent and further away. On top of that, it had been nearly a month since your last one, you were aching to go back out.

"You coming back yet? Before the little devil wakes up for Christmas?"

You look outside the Impala, at Dean, who is filling the tank for the long drive home. "Yeah, we'll be there before morning." You're not the only one who's eager to see your baby again.