likely_evil | 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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Of course, unknown to the Winchesters, the security guards had given up decades ago getting people off the jackalope. As long as there was no spraypaint, they were fine.

Sam enjoyed his seat a moment, then carefully stood up on the statue and looked all around them. "Wow, you can see for miles up here..."

"Oh yeah?"

"Uh huh. You want to come up and see it?" Because Sam will go down there and get Dean and bring him back up to that there with him and look at the roads and the land and the prettiness.

"No thanks," Dean sighed. "I'm good here."

"You sure?" Sam sat back into the saddle a moment, then slipped back down to the ground, done with riding the jackalope now.

"Yeah, I'm positive."

Sam bounced on his feet a moment, then looked at the store. "We can go in now."

Dean smirked. "Well, now that we have your permission."

Sam looked at his brother, tilting his head in confusion a moment before shrugging.

"Ok." He then started for the front door.

Dean laughed before following in behind him, looking around as he went.

As they walked into the store, the size of it and just... how much stuff was there made Sam's eyes open with. He was like a kid in a candy store and he looked back at Dean a moment before he took off inside to explore.

Dean saw Sam disappear, and decided to let him go for a little while. If there was trouble, Dean would find him later. For now, Sam was content to explore.

Sam might have been gone a long time. He might have actually scared a few people with disappearing and reappearing because he was excited and forgetting the whole pretend you're human rule.

And he might find his brother later with souvenirs not only for them but for Alec, Castiel, and Bobby - including a set of shot glasses mounted on tiny jacklope figurines. And a bag of cotton candy. Blue. and some new sunglasses and a few tee-shirts and a beanie jackalope and a woman in a hula skirt for the Impala and that was all that could be seen in his arms.

Dean looked over at Sam and raised an eyebrow. "Whoa, Sammy -- what's all that?"

"When you take a vacation, you're supposed to bring back gifts for all your friends."

Duh, Dean you should know this.

"I think that's a lot of gifts, Sam."

"We know a lot of people." See, logic!

"Yeah, but that doesn't mean we have to buy everyone something."

"Why not?" he leaned in close and added in a loud whisper "it's not like it's our money."

"Sam!" Dean sighed, before pulling him off to the side. "But if we buy too much it attracts attention."

"Oh."

He pouted a bit, but put everything down on the bech before picking up the I GOT JACK hat with antlers on it.

"Can we at least get Bobby a new hat?"