AN: Ok, this one seriously kicked my ass. I'm honestly not even sure if I did it right. But. You know.
Dean glanced into the backseat where Sam was sleeping, dead to the world.
Dean smirked to himself before grabbing the volume knob and cranking it up to deafening levels.
"Here I go again on my own!" he belted out. "Going down the only road I've ever known!"
Sam sat up with a start. "What the hell Dean?" he yelled over the music.
"Like a drifter I was born to walk alone," Dean continued unabated.
"Dean, seriously, what the hell?" Sam snapped, leaning over the seat to turn the music off.
Dean shrugged. "You were about to drool on the seat."