watch his back on a hunt was just smart at his age. Not that he'd lost a single step, of course, but prudence keeps a body moving. The kid was alright, once you got past his strange taste in music (even worse than the Winchesters' but at least he was willing to be properly -

educated) and his continued penchant for calling him Mr. T. Even that thought brought a smile to the old man's face as he let the soothing voice of Marvin Gaye and the smooth road ahead of him drain all the tension that might still be lingering from this latest hunt out of -

him.] I heard it through the grapevine... [He sang along softly, one hand on the wheel, the other scratching between Blue's ears as the cat purred softly.] Now, Marvin's my man but Gladys... Gladys gave this song its soul. [He continued singing to his furry friend, the miles

stretching out before him. It would be nice to be home, though, he ermine himself for the nth time to find a place a little further south. Montana and Vermont were no place for old bones in winter. Neither was South Dakota, for that matter, as he thought of his old friend. He -

wondered how Bobby Singer was doing and whether or not Sheriff Jody Mills had house broken him yet. He really needed to check in with his old friend. It wasn't like they'd lost touch over the years. Not really. They still exchanged information and supplies from time to time, but -

It wasn't the same. How long had it been since he'd set foot in Sioux Falls? Long enough ago for him to decide that had to change. He continued singing to his furry companion as he made his way to Canaan, plans already forming in his mind.]

[Rufus laughed as he looked over to find Alex Pacheco perched on the head rest of the passenger side seat, her front paws dangling over the front of the rest.] Are you comfortable? [He reached over and scratched the cat between her ears.] We're almost there.] (Bobby Singer)

[Rufus grumbles and mumbles at the request from Bobby. "Oh, goodie. More work. It's like you wanna keep me around here or something." But, of course he's gonna do it. It's been a while since he'd earnestly told Bobby no. That wasn't going to change now.] Bobby Singer

There are just some things I don't want to think about..

I GOT TEN TOES!

Hey, I got my toes... I don't hear you crowing about brains over there.

He is the brainy one... And you're more like the wizard... running things from behind the curtain.

Just so long as you remember 2 things. I don't have wings and I ain't rode a motorcycle in a long time.

[Of he was Elastic Man, Rufus' ear would be sitting at Bobby's feet right now. That's not the usual response to questions. What's going on and who's on the other line?] Bobby Singer Charlie Bradbury