but honestly Bobby was dumbfounded by everything going on and had little advice to offer without the full story.

Bobby didn't say anything for a few seconds. Then he nodded, despite Dean not being able to see him.

"Okay, I'll go make sure the guest rooms clean for ya. I've got beer in the fridge. Just ... take it easy until we can figure it out, okay?" He knew that would work about as well as baptism on a cat

be found, but he wasn't ready to engage in an argument.

"Come on up here. We'll figure it out together." He said finally.

nap rather than having come back from the dead.

He listened to Dean explain in a panic about Sam being missing. The older Hunter sighed and ran his hand over his face.

"Did you two have a fight? Any reasons at all that he would have up and taken off on you?"

He could say that Sam didn't want to

Bobby answered on the second ring. "Hey Dean, good to hear from ya. I was beginning to think you wouldn't call." He knew that Dean was concerned about how it was that he'd come back.

Unfortunately he had no answers. He'd woken up three nights prior in his recliner, as if he'd simply been taking a