Somebody to You

Riley walked into the kitchen to fix a bottle for her baby who she adored more than anything else in the world. It was hard not having the baby's father around, and she would've given anything to have Dean around, but she wasn't sure that was possible. She could've figured it out probably if she'd asked his brother Sam, but honestly, she didn't know if Sam would've given her a straight answer. Plus with all the shit they deal with she wasn't sure she could handle whatever answer he would've given her. And honestly, she felt it was probably best to raise her child away from the world they lived in; or she at least hoped it would be away from the terrifying world the brothers lived in. Because Riley wasn't sure what she'd do or how she'd be able to keep going if something happened to her baby.

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Sam walked into the house he'd been living in for the last year wishing still, that he had found an answer on how to get Dean back. He knew it wasn't exactly something that was done every day, so actually finding an answer was hard and he didn't feel like he'd gotten any closer to figuring it out than when he started. He did have to admit though that he was glad he had Dana in his life. Because she had been very helpful in keeping him sane over the last year. It was just hard losing Dean and then finding out Dean's girlfriend was expecting a baby. Even harder when he tried everything he could to keep in touch with Riley and help her out in any way he could but she wouldn't let him. Because she just kept distancing herself more. And all he could do now was hope that Dean would find a way back, and that Riley and the baby were okay.

Dean let out a breath as he looked around. Where the hell was he? And when the hell was he? He was finally out of purgatory. He knew that. He knew how he got out. What he didn't know, however, was how long it had been since he'd been back on the face of the earth. Spotting a gas station near by, he rushed over, eager to figure out when he was, where he was and then, finally, figure out where the hell his brother was.

It didn't take him too long to figure out he had been in Purgatory for a whole year. His mind went to Riley and Sam almost instantly. Where the hell was Riley? Was she safe? Where was Sammy? And why didn't he try to get Dean back from Purgatory?

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Dana had heard Sam come in. She stood at the kitchen counter, a smile on her face as she sipped on her fifth cup of coffee for the day. "You're back early." The comment was made in passing as she moved to the fridge to grab a beer for Sam. He'd been with her for about a year and, though she didn't know much about his history, she did know how to help him through the nightmares and through all his paranoia. Moving over to the tall Winchester, she held the bottle out to him. "Something wrong?"

Riley wasn't sure how she'd made it through this last year alone. She wasn't even really sure how she was still going after everything. But she was, and she knew that she'd made it this far so she couldn't just give up. Because well she had a baby to take care of, she had to take care of herself, and she didn't have time to lay around crying over Dean or Sam for that matter. Knowing that didn't make it easier though. Honestly, not knowing where Sam was, how he was, or if maybe they should've stuck together made it harder. Just like not knowing if she'd ever see Dean again, if he was okay and just stuck somewhere with the chance to getting back to her and Sam, or if he actually was dead made it harder, everything life threw at her actually made it harder to go on. But she did.

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Sam sighed and took the beer from his girlfriends hand. "Yes and no," he told her running his fingers through his hair. "Have you ever been in such a bad place that you did something kind of stupid that had you been in your right mind you never would've done? And then once you finally get your life back together you realize you made a huge mistake and then you want to fix it. But don't know how?" He asked her knowing it was a pretty vague question, and that probably everyone had been in the same position as him at least once. Well, maybe not the exact same, but most people had done things they regretted. Sam just felt like he was being eaten alive right now because he just wanted to make things right with Riley, now that he realized he needed to.

It didn't take him long to locate a phone booth. Dean had already grabbed spare change from the gas station so all he had to do was dial a number and see where that went. He knew all of Sam's numbers, of course. Riley, on the other hand, he was unsure of. He had been gone a year. A lot could happen in a year. Unsure of whether she would still have the same number that she did a year ago, Dean decided to try Sam. It took him a few numbers before he reached a phone that didn't go to voice mail straight away. Holding his breath, Dean clutched onto the phone, hoping and praying that Sam would answer his call.

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Dana let out a soft breath as she leaned forward to press a kiss to Sam's cheek. "Still worrying about Riley?" She knew about Riley, of course. Sam's brother's girl. After Dean went missing, Riley had pushed Sam away and she knew Sam hated that he couldn't be there for her. "She's a big girl, babe. And she has your number. You've tried over and over to get back in touch with her. There's only so much you can do, you know."

Riley went and picked up Westly and bundled him up in before grabbing a couple things she'd need and then heading out to run some errands. One of which was taking him in for a check up to make sure he was okay, and that the ear infection he'd just recently gotten over was actually gone and they didn't need to do anything else. And she hoped it was because Westly not feeling well and had been the worst. She also needed to stop by the gas station to fill up her tank otherwise they weren't getting anywhere for the day. So once they were in the car she headed for the gas station first just to play it safe.

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"I know," Sam replied softly before raising an eyebrow and reaching for his phone when he heard it going off. It was a little shocking really because it didn't ring much these days. Usually, it would ring if Dana was calling him for something while he was out but she was right in front of him so he knew it wasn't her and the number was unfamiliar so he knew it wasn't Riley either. He didn't think it would be another hunter because he hadn't exactly gotten one of those calls in a while. Either way, he answered not exactly sure what or who to expect on the other end. "Hello,"

Hearing Sam's voice as exactly the thing that Dean had needed. "Sammy?" He knew how it sounded. It sounded like some demon was trying to play a trick on Sam. But, Dean hoped, Sam would at the very least agree to meet him and douse him in holy water or whatever else it was that he needed to do to make sure that Dean was Dean. "Im back, Sammy. And I don't know where I am but I need to know where you are and where Riley is."

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Dana cocked her brow at Sam, noticing just how confused he looked when his phone went off. It was unusual for anyone to call him, sure. But that didn't mean he didn't get any calls at all. Bobby called once a while. All she knew about him was that he was a father-like figure for the Winchester brothers while they were growing up, since their dad wasn't around much to take care of them.

Sam almost dropped the phone because he was so shocked to hear the voice on the other end. "D- Dean?" He said swallowing back when he knew was tears. Now Sam didn't cry very often but hearing his brother's voice for the first time in a year when he had convinced himself he'd never hear it again was enough to do it. "What?" Sam finally asked once he'd did all that he could to pull himself together and then, of course, comprehend what Dean had asked him. "Well if you describe what's around you maybe I can figure out where you are and we can go from there," he said biting his lip before he went on. "As far as Riley goes though um I don't know where she is," he said knowing it was best to just be straight with Dean now than later.

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Riley had a pretty normal day planned out. She planned on taking her son the doctor, then she'd buy some groceries, then she'd make lunch, and they'd spend the rest of their day at home. Maybe playing outside if Westley felt up to playing, or if he wanted to nap all day she'd let him and she'd get something around the house done. What Riley didn't plan on doing was stopping at the gas station and doing a double take as she walked inside to pay because she thought she'd spotted Dean in the phone booth. She hadn't wanted to think about him at all today. Not because she hated him, not because he wasn't worth her time, but because it was too hard to think about him. She missed him too much and sometimes it was easier for her if she didn't think about the man she loved. Because she was convinced she'd never see him again, and she hated that because there was so much she wished he could be a part of.

A groan left Dean's lips as he heard Sam's words. How had he lost track of where Riley was? Shaking his head, dean glanced over at the gas station he'd "borrowed" money from and did a double take. He could've sworn he saw Riley with...a baby? A frown formed on his features as he spoke into the phone. "Sammy. I'm going to have to call you back. And I will, I swear. Just, sit tight." He muttered, ending the call before Sam could reply. He needed to make sure that it wasn't Riley he'd seen and, if it was, he needed to get to her as fast as he could.

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Dana frowned as soon as she heard Sam say his brother's name. How was that even possible? Dean had been missing for a year now and even Sam had given up on finding him. And yet, here he stood, as confused as she was sure she looked, talking to his brother? Sitting her coffee down on the kitchen counter, she walked over to the fridge to grab a beer for herself. The situation definitely required something that wasn't coffee.

Riley pushed her fingers through her long hair and sighed as she walked into the gas station to pay for the pump she was at. Today wasn't supposed to be like this. She hadn't wanted to think about Dean or everything he was missing out on. She hadn't wanted to spend her day worrying about him or wondering about things she might not ever get an answer to. She'd wanted to just leave the house with her son, run some errands, and not think about him. Riley wanted him out of her head so that maybe she wouldn't want to break down every time she looked at her son. "I can make it through this," she finally whispered to herself determined to not break down today. She just hoped it would work.

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"What- Dean-" Before Sam could even attempt to convince his brother not to hang up the phone the call had already ended. And Sam hated that because well at this point all he knew was that apparently, Dean was back. He didn't know anything else, like where he was, if he was okay, or if it was actually Dean, or why he'd suddenly hung up the phone. And until he knew where his brother was he couldn't exactly figure out any of those things. So Sam supposed he'd just have to wait for Dean to call him back, which he just hoped actually happened. Otherwise, it was going to be a long day without much sleep that night.

Dean walked into the gas station, a frown forming on his face. He could've sworn that he'd seen Riley but now...now he wasn't so sure. The brunette couldn't possibly be out here, right where he'd turned up. And, even if she was, there was no possible way she'd be in the same gas station he was at. He didn't believe in coincidences. And this was looking like a big fucking coincidence to him. Glancing around the room, Dean let out a sigh. Of course he'd imagined seeing her.

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Dana frowned at Sam. The way that call had ended did not sound okay. "Sam, babe? Everything alright?" Walking over, she reached to rest her hand on his shoulder, even though he was a lot taller than she was. She wondered, of course, what that call was about but, over the past year, she'd realised that Sam didn't particularly like talking about his family and, though she didn't like it, she'd learned to move past it.

"Thank you," Riley told the cashier after she'd paid for her gas then she'd turned to head back outside. Yes she's thought she'd seen Dean in the phone booth and that was one thing, but she was almost positive this time around that the man she saw not to far from her now was Dean. Unless of course her eyes were playing tricks on her, and she really hoped they weren't. But to make sure she decided to make a bold move and walk towards him for a better look. "Dean?" She said, with a shaky voice and a heart that felt like it could beat straight out of her chest, when she was within a couple feet of him. "Is it really you?" She added knowing it was probably stupid but she could help herself.

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Sam shook his head, then ran his hands over his face, then his fingers were pushing through his hair. He had no idea what was going on, or even how to deal with any of this at the moment. But he knew he also that he had to deal with it. "Honestly I don't know," he told Dana softly. "I'm pretty sure that my brothers back but I don't know it was him for sure. I don't know where he is, and he hung up before I could ask him anything. So I'm just not sure about anything right now really."

Dean had just turned to walk back to the phone booth when he heard her voice. It was absolutely unmistakable. Turning to face her, Dean couldn't help but grin. Riley. His Riley. With one step, he moved closer, tugging her into a hug. That was when he really took it all in. Riley, the baby, the bags in her hands. Stepping back, he cleared his throat. "God, I've missed you." He muttered as his gaze ran over her face, taking her all in. Her face, and the hope of one day seeing her and his brother again, were what had kept him going in Purgatory.

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Letting out a soft breath, the brunette wrapped her arm around him. "Are you sure it was him?" She asked softly, knowing that Sam wouldn't say he was pretty sure if he wasn't. Even so, he'd been a tad bit paranoid since she'd met him and, she figured, the paranoia had rubbed off on her. "If it was him, I'm sure he'll call back. Don't worry, babe. From what you've told me of him, I know Dean wouldn't ever leave you hanging."

Riley bit her lip doing everything she could to hold back her tears. She'd never thought this would happen, and it had been the last thing she would've expected today. But here he was in front of her as if it's where he'd always been. "I've missed you too," she replied softly giving up on keeping her emotions under control and just letting the tears fall. "I never thought I'd see you again," she said before quickly snapping back to reality and picking up Westly, who she had been letting walk beside her when she heard him whine. "Shh baby it's okay. Mommy's right here," she told him softly kissing his head not sure how things were about to play out, but she supposed they'd see.

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"No, I'm not sure," He told her sighing. The only reason he wasn't sure though was because well Dean had been gone for the last year and for all Sam knew he could be back only possessed by something or God knew what else. Because well when it came to the world they lived in with all the insane shit he'd seen and had to deal with over his entire life honestly he wasn't going to be sure it was his brother until he threw some holy water on him. "I hope so," Sam said softly hoping she was right and that Dean did call back. Even if it turned out to not really be Dean at least he'd have a little bit of peace of mind, which anything would be better than what he felt right now.

Dean's eyebrows shot up at Riley's words and he took a step closer, unsure. "Riles...." He started before deciding that they could deal with the kid later. He'd found Riley and now he needed to call Sam. "I need to call Sam. Do you have your phone with you? If I called him back from your number, maybe then he'd believe me when I said I was back." His eyes darted to Westly and the confusion was still very visible but, he realized, he needed to deal with one issue at one time.

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"Hey. Don't worry so much. I haven't seen you this worked up in...well, this is the first time I've seen you this worked up." A frown crossed the brunette's features as she looked up at him. The Sam she knew didn't like talking about his past, didn't like talking about his family and only ever told her that his parents were dead and his brother was missing. She didn't know too much besides that and yet, somehow, they'd ended up building a life together over the course of the past year.

Riley nodded her head, "yes. It's still in my car, though," she told him biting her lip before she motioned for Dean to follow her out of the gas station and to her car. Once she reached the car she went ahead and put Westly in his car seat and got him all buckled in, then grabbed her phone from the front seat and handed it to Dean. "Here you go," she said softly. "I'm sure Sam will answer since I haven't changed my number but he might be a little shocked because I haven't exactly kept in touch with him over this last year," she told Dean, knowing he'd probably be a little upset that her and Sam hadn't stuck together but there was nothing they could do about it now, then she went to actually put the gas she'd paid for into her car.

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Sam wished that he could look at the situation and not be worried, or worked up, or just downright confused by everything, but this wasn't one of those situations. He was in a weird state of mind right now because apparently his brother wasn't dead or gone forever or whatever. Dean was back, which was great but Sam had no idea what that meant. He had a feeling things were about to change a lot. And on top of that madness, there was well the fact that when Dean did finally get in touch with Riley, if he could find her, he'd find out about his kid which that was something Sam didn't know how Dean would take. But he supposed they'd see how everything panned out. "I think I'm going to need something a little bit stronger to drink," he finally said pretty sure this whole ordeal called for something a bit stronger than beer.

A frown crossed Dean's features once more as he locked his gaze on the toddler. Taking the phone held out to him then, he quickly dialled Sam's number once more, a sigh leaving his lips. His arm automatically went around Riley as he pulled her closer, not quite ready to let go of her just yet. His gaze turned to the toddler in the car seat once more, wondering for the millionth time since he'd laid his eyes on the kid if he was his.

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Sitting her beer down, the brunette leaned up to press a kiss to his cheek. "Stronger drink, coming right up." With a small smile, she made her way to the mini bar they had set up over the past year. She was worried about the tall Winchester and, though she didn't know what else she could do to help him, she could definitely serve up a drink or two if that was what he needed.

Riley let out a content sigh as Dean pulled her close to him. Just being close to him like this was something she'd dreamed about for the last year but was unsure if she'd ever be able to do again. Having Dean back, even with everything she knew she had to tell him just hanging in the air above them, was amazing. She just hoped that when she did tell him everything, like how she'd had his baby then ran out on Sam, he didn't get to upset. Though she really wasn't sure how he was going to take anything. "As much as I'd love to stay like this even for a bit longer I really need to get gas," she said relucantly pulling away from him so she could put gas in her car. "You can get in though," she told him figuring she'd take him with her at least to the dr. from there they'd decide on where they were going.

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Sam ran his hands over his face wishing he knew what was going on right now, but he didn't. And he didn't have time to really process anything before his phone was ringing again. Only this time it wasn't an unknown number popping up, it was Riley's. He wasn't sure what was happening this time around either because he hadn't exaclty had contact with her in well over ten months. But he wasn't going to complain about her wanting to come back into his life, especailly if it would mean he'd finally get to meet the most recent addition to his family. "Riley?" He answered the phone knowing that he should probably inform her of Dean being back since it was likely she didn't know.

Before Dean could respond to Riley, Sam had answered the phone. "Actually, it's me." He murmured into the phone. "We gotta talk, Sammy. Can you come down to Riley's? I think, I hope that that's where we're headed now." With raised brows, he shot a look at Riley, hoping she'd agree with taking him home with her. He wanted to talk to Sam, of course. But he needed to talk to Riley first.

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A frown crossed the brunette when Sam mentioned 'Riley'. Leaning up to press a kiss to Sam's cheek, Dana grabbed her glass and moved to the dining room. Sam needed his space and she knew that he did. Which is why she let him be, to talk to Riley, figure out things about and with Dean.

[ sorry it's been a while since I responded! I would've been on sooner! But I was out of the country on a Mission Trip last week and this week's been me playing catch up on sleep. ]

Riley looked back at Dean and bit her lip. "We can go back to my place, yes, but it'll be like an hour because I have to take Westly to the doctor to make sure his ear infection's gone," She told Dean not sure he'd understand but she'd understand if he didn't given he didn't really know Westly, he didn't technically know Westly was his, and well he'd been gone for a year now and things were different.

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Sam sighed into the phone. He hadn't imagined Dean calling him earlier, it wasn't some cruel prank to play on his emotions. And it was even better that Dean and Riley were already together. That was one thing he could cross off his list of things that needed to be taken care of. Though he wasn't sure how they'd found one another already but he wasn't going to question it either. "Yea I can meet you guys at Riley's in about an hour. Just have her text me the address so I know where I'm going," He told Dean knowing he could give her time to take care her baby first.