Dean couldn't help it but smile at the sound of her voice. "No, not today." He'd been fighting practically every other day, though, sometimes with Summer, sometimes without. He'd been out when... did he tell her? "My brother Adam got hurt last night, so I've mostly been... hovering here." Hovering, but not engaging. Oh, he was pissed. He was a world of pissed, but he couldn't change something that had already happened. And being angry at Adam was likely going to make Adam feel worse and he didn't want to complicate things further right now.
There was a long silence. "I guess I just wanted to make sure that you were okay too. I mean, I know that you can handle yourself, but bad news tends to come in threes and I keep expecting the other shoe to drop." That was the most that he'd spoken to anyone in the last day. It was amazing that she was able to bring that out of him, really.