"So, I'm at the airport now," Priestly was saying, settling down in the lounge area.
"Leaving for Utah today?" Faith asked, sounding slightly sleepy over the phone line.
"Yeah," he replied. "Sorry, mama, did I wake you?"
"No," she reassured him. "I was up, just hadn't spoken yet."
"Oh good. Where are you guys now?" he asked.
"Um... somewhere... midwest, I think," she shrugged. "Excited to start?"
"I am actually!" Priestly grinned. "I think it'll be a fun experience for me. Dean still in the dark?"
"Very much so," Faith said, eyeing the lump that was Dean in bed. "Do you want to talk to Sam before you board?"
"Um... yeah, I guess," he nodded.
Faith nudged Sam beside her.
Sam
Sam's eyes slid open as he turned over to face her.
"Yeah?" he breathed.
Faith and Priestly
"It's Priestly," Faith said, handing him the phone. "He's heading to Utah this morning."
Priestly waited for his father to get on the phone.
Sam
Sam took the phone and cleared his throat.
"Hey, Prie, where are you?"
Priestly
"Hey, just at LAX at the moment," Priestly replied, settling down on one of the chairs in the boarding lounge.
"Waiting for my flight to Utah."
Sam
"Everything ok? Not nervous to fly or anything?" Sam mused slightly.
Priestly
"A little," Priestly admitted. "I've never flown before."
Sam
"You'll be fine," Sam smiled.
"It's a lot more intimidating the first time, but that's it. And hey, good luck."
Priestly
"Thanks Pa," Priestly grinned.
"Where are you guys at the moment?"
Sam
"Wyoming, again. But never you mind us, you concentrate on Utah," Sam insisted.
"Here, I'll hand you back to your mother. Good luck."
Priestly and Faith
"Thanks, see ya, Dad."
Faith took the phone from Sam's hand.
"Hey Zeph," she said. "Nerves all sorted?"