Nathaniel's life... wasn't nearly so eventful. Work was busy as usual, he had things to do, and he couldn't help but think about Dean on occasion. Maybe more than just 'occasionally'. That last visit left an impression and the phone calls didn't help.

Tonight, he'd made time to take just for himself, to relax and give Dean a ring. Had he known that Dean came damn near freezing to death and was probably pretty exhausted, he might have held off.

Grabbing his phone, he punched Dean's number and waited for him to answer.