On the road again
The day after the vampire execution turned out to be a beautiful morning with a hint of spring and a bunch of overexcited birds swooping around, insanely cheerful. The air was headily fresh and the road lay clear in front of them. It was a day to relax and feel at one with Mother Nature.
But because they needed to put a healthy section of the country between themselves and a headless corpse the morning sun found the Winchesters already up and about, driving the Impala south. Sam enjoying Mother Nature and Dean enjoying smooth asphalt and an excellent rock station. Dean looked at Sam out of the corner of his eye and noticed with satisfaction that he was smiling slightly. He pushed a little extra on the gas pedal and sang along in the refrain.
The good thing about this nomadic life, Sam decided as he felt the fresh wind on his face, was the difficulty for bad memories to hang around. They were always moving away from the areas in which they were created. He had seen Dean watching him, trying to figure out if he was in a good mood or if he was supposed to cheer him up, but that wasn't enough to irritate him on a day as nice as this one. And Dean hadn't been open with it, Sam had only seen it because he had been expecting that look. One day they had to sit down and have a talk about how even younger brothers get older. Or possibly a fight about it. But not today.
Besides, it was so much easier to play along with Dean since he wasn't going to stop no matter what reasons Sam put forth. Dean was as unchangeable as the seasons when it came to taking care of Sam and at the moment he was just plain happy about getting to drive in good weather and listen to music. Sam pushed the memories of the events in the cold harbor to the back of his head and turned his face towards the sun. They left the town and coast behind them without remorse.
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And here we go....