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In Which Dean and Sam take a joyride...

Sam was giddy. Giddy like a six year old who had eaten a bag of candy and was trying to sit still when he wanted to jump around and bounce off the walls.

Road-trip. He and Dean were going on a road-trip just like old times. They weren't going anywhere on a job. Alec was going to do his own thing for a few days. Just Sam and Dean and the Impala home and the road and Dean's crappy music.

He couldn't wait.

Of course, like any kid on a sugar high, he was bound to crash. But instead of falling asleep, he just sat at the desk at Bobby's and stared at his lava lamp's sparkles floating around while he waited for Dean to wake up so they could go. He kept the lava lamp at Bobby's now so that it wouldn't get damaged when they traveled. It was the only thing he really owned beyond his clothes and the laptop. And he had won it, so that made it special. The sparkles hypnotized him and he drifted off away from being aware of the world, but it kept him from sleeping and having bad dreams.

Demons don't need to sleep. Why do something that was going to make him sad?

So he just stayed like that, zoned out until Dean was ready to go and they could have time together, because Dean still loved him even when he was a bad thing you're not a bad thing Sammy stop saying that and Sam still loved him even if that summoning had hurt and they trapped him and he promised NEVER to do that again.

He just wanted to be a good thing and be with his brothers. Alec and Dean. And Uncle Bobby. And just be happy. And Dean promised him that he would make sure Sam was happy and that was why they were going on a road-trip.

When Dean woke up.

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Dean chuckled. "Coffee would be good, Sammy."

Sam was up in an instant, going into the kitchen and starting the coffee maker and brewing them a pot. Hell couldn't take away from Sam the ability to remember how to make coffee for the two of them. It was like water to a Winchester.

When it was ready, Sam brought a cup to Dean and held onto his own. Giving the hyper demon a cup of coffee was probably not the smartest idea but that was what Sam had in the morning.

Dean took a sip of the coffee, before gesturing for him to sit. "Figured out where we're going yet?"

"Do we have to really go anywhere?"

He shrugged a bit. Dean hadn't asked him to make a map. He could have been doing that all night long if Dean had asked him to make a map. Sam was very good with maps.

"Well, that is part of a road trip," Dean smirked. "But if you just wanna wing it, I'm fine with that."

Sam thought for a moment really hard, then tilted his head to the side. "Grand Canyon?"

Dean paused for a minute, before nodding. "Sounds good to me."

Sam bit his lip and smiled a bit. "I'll go fill the thermoses with the rest of the coffee. It's a long way."

"Okay, then. I'll get my stuff together."

Sam rushed to get everything ready and wrote Bobby a list of everything that he took so that Bobby would know he needed to get more. Bobby would be mad if he went to get something and see that Sam had taken the last of it. He didn't want Bobby to ever be mad at him.

He then went and put it into the Impala. His bag was already in the car. He put it in there last night. Before he went to watch the lava lamp. He wanted everything to be ready when dean woke up so they could go.

Which meant that Dean's stuff would already be folded and ready to be packed because Sam took the time to get Dean's stuff ready but he didn't pack his bag because Dean always packed his own bag.

Dean saw that and was pretty amused by it, but it did have him packed more quickly and on his way a lot faster. He made his way out to the car behind his brother, dropping his bag in the back seat as well, before heading over to the driver's side.

"Ready to go?"

"Yes. I have a map too." He held up the folded map. "In case we get lost."

"Sounds good," he nodded, before settling into the seat and starting the car.

Sam just slouched down in his seat and smiled, closing his eyes and listening to the rumble of the car's engine. Home was happy that the boys were in her and going for a drive. Home loves her boys.

Dean slowly made his way out onto the highway, just heading out as far as they could before they had to stop.

Sam just enjoyed watching the world pass by, then looked at his brother. "Can I play with the radio?"

Dean's first instinct was to bark off a 'You know the rules,' but he figured that this once he could let it slide. "Go for it, Sammy."

The grin on Sam's face grew because he knew that was something special that Dean was letting him do and he started to fiddle with the stations, skipping past a few classic rock ones and trying to find something that he liked.

It ended up being a light rock station that happened to play some classic in it's mix.

Dean could deal with that, and he just continued to drive, drumming his fingers against the steering wheel lightly in time to the music.

"Are we going to go see things?" Like tourist traps, largest ball of twine...

"Sure," Dean nodded. "We can, if you want to."

"Oh, I want to!"

Careful what you offer Dean. You may regret that one.

Dean laughed. "You tell me where to go, Sam, and I'll get us there."

Sam thought for a moment. "Can we go to Wall Drug? There's a giant jackalope and they have almost everything there."

He smirked slightly at the idea of a giant jackalope before nodding. "Sure. Which direction am I going?"

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