
Colt was early, he didn't care for once. Parking the truck in the lot he grinned as he went to catch the plane landing. That was one thing he had liked about his and Cassie's move from the States, even though they had been taken away soon after, the VM's had been a nice toy.
He had time to get a cup of coffee before his dad's plane landed. Customs were easily waved, thank gods for working along side the government the last few weeks. He hadn't been with Torchwood or UNIT, but had worked with both groups enough times that most people who didn't know him and his sister thought they were on official business.
It would be the easiest way to get their dad's gear through. Too bad Dean's still scared as hell of planes, he would get a kick out of the black dogs I've been hunting here. Hell, might like the Selkie too. He thought leaning against the wall sipping his drink. Three minutes, then Sam Winchester would be there.
Cass is so going to flip when she sees him. He grinned. He had done his best to keep the trip from his sister. And considering she could read his thoughts, that had been a miracle in it's self.