[Dean's arms went tight around Sam's waist, holding him close and kissing back for all he was worth. Damn, but he didn't want to leave. He knew he'd already been off the grid long enough for his father to get curious, though. Time to get back to work.] You'd better. [He kissed him again, then reluctantly stepped back.] Go on, Sammy. Get to class. I'll see ya soon.