Dean stared at the phone as the voice came over it. He'd barely recovered from saving the kid; though, someone knowing a healer the strength of a god was a good thing. He'd even been nice about it all, somewhat. In his own special way.
"You're still living there? I nearly got killed in the alley by a damn vampire." His voice held the hint of a smile. He was glad the teen with powers he just didn't get was okay. For all his talk about magic and powerful, he had a soft spot for some of these powered types.
"Aren't you a few floors up?" He was already getting out of bed, his own empty bed. Yes, he could actually sleep alone...sometimes.