Chapter 35

Thirty minutes later, Dean watched Sam pull up in front of the house in the Impala. He couldn't help letting out a relieved sigh as he hung up the phone and watched Sam get out of the car. Even though Sam had stayed on the phone with him the whole way over, Dean couldn't help but feel more comfort when he actually saw his brother come walking up to the porch.

"Hey," Sam said as he walked up the steps.

"Hey," Dean replied, forcing a weak smile.

Sam studied him, a concerned look on his face.

"So, are you OK?"

Dean swallowed hard and dropped his gaze. He desperately wanted to lie. To tell Sam he was fine and that he was sorry for dragging him out of bed to come over at 2 am. But he couldn't. Because deep down he knew he wanted Sam to be there with him. He wanted Sam to be the one to help him through all this.

"Yeah… yeah I'm OK… I just… I didn't want to be alone," Dean admitted quietly.

Sam nodded, his face filled with concern.

"Hey, Dean, it's OK. I said to call me if you wanted me to come over and I'm here. I don't mind."

Dean couldn't help but smile gratefully.

"Thanks, Sam."

His gaze traveled over to the Impala sitting in the driveway. Dean felt a sudden ache of sadness as he realized just how much he missed driving.

"You've been taking care of her?" Dean asked, motioning towards the car.

Sam looked over and chuckled.

"Yes, Dean, I've been taking care of her."

"No douching her up?"

"I haven't douched her up, Dean."

Dean smirked and couldn't help but stare. God, he wanted to go for a ride. Bad.

"Hey, let's go for a ride," Dean said suddenly.

Sam looked at him startled. "What?"

"Take me for a quick ride. We don't have to go far."

Sam looked at Dean like he had grown another head. "No!"

Dean pouted. "Why not?"

"Um, because Dr. Morgan will kick my ass for taking you joy-riding at two o'clock in the morning without asking first! And that's if Bobby doesn't find out and get to me first!"

Dean rolled his eyes. "Dude, we won't go far! Just around the block!"

"Dean, we're in South Dakota! There is no around the block here! It's more like around the cornfield!"

"So, we'll drive around a cornfield."

"Dude, those cornfields are huge out here!"

"Come on, Sam!" Dean whined. "Please, I need to get out of here, just for a little while. I haven't been anywhere in almost a week!"

Sam let out an exasperated sigh and threw up his hands.

"Dean, I don't want to get you in trouble!"

"We don't need to go far, Sam. Seriously. I don't care if we just go down the road and back. I just… I just don't want to sit here… please?"

Dean looked pleadingly at Sam. Sam tried to look stern but knew deep down it was pointless. After all the shit Dean had been through it seemed a pretty small request to take him for a ride.

"Fine. But on two conditions."

Dean grinned broadly. "Name 'em!"

"One, I drive."

Dean sighed reluctantly, but nodded.

"And two?"

"Two, you at least leave the doc a note letting him know you're with me and you leave my cell number with it."

Dean rolled his eyes in annoyance.

"You're such a mom."

"Say yes or it's no deal."

Dean let out an exaggerated sigh. "OK. I'll leave a note."

Sam grinned and nodded. "Alright then. Go leave the note and we'll go. But only for a quick ride!"

Dean smiled and darted into the house. He found a piece of paper and pen and quickly scribbled out a note saying he went for a ride with Sam and would be right back and he also added Sam's cell phone number. He then bounded out of the house and made a beeline for the car.

"Let's go!"

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OK. This was going to be longer but my back is hurting from sitting here and the meds I took to help is now making me veeeeery sleepy! Besides, I gave you guys, what? Three- four updates in 24 hours? I'd say that should hold you over until I can write more! : )