A/N: So, a road trip with a nephilim who hasn't seen much of the country, to see if Cas is really back. Thank you to all who decided to read my story. I hope you are being entertained. Reviews do make my day. NC

Chapter 5

Dean was waiting in the car when Sam and Jack strolled into the garage. Sam was thankful at least he left the trunk up for their bags and dropped his into it. He waited for Jack to do the same before closing it. Sam went around and got in the passenger seat and Jack crawled into the back. It didn't get by Sam that Jack was carrying a tote bag with Kelly's laptop in it and thought it gave him a sense of being near her.

The Impala pulled from the garage and headed out to the main road to head south to pick up Interstate 70 East. They had a long drive ahead of them before getting to their destination.

"Where are we going?" Sam asked once they were on the road.

"Some town in Kentucky called Uniontown. It's near the border of Kentucky and Illinois," Dean replied.

Sam pulled out his cell and typed in the town's name and wondered just how and why Castiel would be there since it seemed nothing unusual had happened there. He settled back in his seat and gave a glance to Jack in the back who was taking in the scenery with a look of awe and wonder. He guessed that was to be expected given his situation. All this was new to him, he was seeing it for the first time.

"Jack if you need to stop to use the restroom you have to let us know," Sam explained to him, thinking he was getting used to being this size.

"Alright Sam. Will we be stopping to eat too?"

"Yeah, we'll stop along the way. It's going to be a long drive. You'll get to see some of the country."

"I think I will like that," Jack replied smiling happily.

Sam looked over at Dean and saw a neutral expression on his face, but he saw his fingers tighten on the steering wheel for a moment before relaxing. He knew Dean didn't want Jack to come, but Sam thought it would do him good to get out and not be stuck in the bunker all the time. He knew Jack needed to learn how to interact with others so he could function in this world. He knew he had his mother's memories, but still they were strange to him and he didn't always understand them.

Jack liked riding in the Impala and listening to the steady hum of the engine. He watched out the window as they passed through cities that had tall buildings and so much traffic with people trying to get somewhere. He wasn't sure he liked these places as well as the smaller less busy towns. He absorbed everything around him, storing it in his brain, wanting to learn everything at once.

Sam had given him a headphone jack for his laptop and he was listening to the videos again from his Mom since it had gotten dark and he couldn't see much anymore. He loved to hear her voice and remembered it from before he was born and she would sing to him and read to him. He could feel the sadness seep in and knew from what Sam said this was normal and he would continue to feel it. He looked up when he heard his name mentioned.

"You hungry?" Dean asked glancing back at him. "We'll need to get gas soon and can get something to eat when we stop."

"That is fine with me," Jack replied and then added, "Thanks for asking." He knew he should be polite to others from what his Mom told him.

Sam's lips twitched in a smile from Dean's slight frown from the politeness. He had taken over driving for a while since they weren't going to stop and drive straight through. He kept a check on the road signs looking for a place that they could stop at to get gas and eat. He preferred a restaurant or diner than fast food and since he was behind the wheel, he got to choose.

spn

Sam found a truck stop about thirty minutes later and pulled off the interstate at the exit. He pulled into the parking lot and to the side for cars to gas up.

"We'll go on in," Dean told him. "C'mon kid you're with me."

Jack quickly climbed out of the back to follow Dean toward the entrance, just like a puppy glad for the attention. Sam watched them walk away and shook his head slightly. Dean didn't realize that Jack looked up to him and wanted to please him. He got out and pumped the gas before moving to a space in front of the building. He went in and headed for the restrooms first and then went in search of Dean and Jack.

Sam's eyes scanned the restaurant quickly and then spotted his brother near the back and headed their way.

"Dean says I can have a milk shake," Jack said excitedly when Sam sat down beside him.

"That's good, but you need to eat healthy food too. That can't be your meal," Sam replied.

"Don't ruin the kid Sammy, let him have some real food. It hasn't killed me yet," Dean chastised him.

"And the optional word here is yet. He doesn't need to pick up your bad eating habits."

"Good evening, my name is Stella, what can I get you to drink?" the waitress asked before Dean could give Sam a snide remark back.

"I'll have coffee," Dean told her.

"Sweet tea," Sam replied and looked to Jack.

Jack looked up from the menu he was reading and stuttered for a moment before getting out, "Chocolate milk shake please."

"And bring two waters too," Sam added before she left.

"Sure thing honey and I'll get you some hot rolls."

"Do you know what you want?" Sam asked as he skimmed the menu, looking for the healthy section.

"I don't know, there are so many choices here, how do you decide?" Jack asked turning the pages of the menu.

"Depends on what you're in the mood for," Dean shrugged already deciding on his choice.

"How do I know that?" Jack asked.

"Well, maybe you haven't had...Say a hamburger in a while, then maybe you would want that."

"But I've not really had any of the things here."

Dean looked at Sam for some help and he smirked at him but answered, "Why don't you let me pick something out for you? How hungry are you?"

"I don't know, I've never really been hungry before."

"Here you go, coffee, tea, two waters and your shake will be ready in a moment and here's a basket of rolls. Are you ready to order?" Stella asked holding a pad and pen ready.

"I'll have a bacon double cheeseburger with steak fries and could you add some sautéed onions on the burger please and a slice of pecan pie for dessert," Dean rattled off.

"And for you sir?"

"I'll have the baked chicken breast with carrots and a salad, ranch dressing and he'll have chicken fingers with honey mustard sauce and fries," Sam answered deciding to let Jack try fries.

"I'll get this right in and will be back with the shake shortly."

"Thank you," Sam said.

Jack watched Dean closely as he took a roll and cut it open to put a blob of butter in the middle before eating it. He got one and carefully cut it open and added butter too. His first bite was amazing as the flavors hit his taste buds. Butter ran down the corner of his mouth and Sam handed him a napkin to wipe his mouth.

"This is very good."

"They usually are. Wait until the main course gets here," Dean told him thinking he had a lot to experience.

By the time they had ate the rolls, Stella was back with a large tray and served them, sitting ketchup on the table before asking if they needed anything else. Everyone said they were good and she left.

"Might as well get you trained," Dean started. He took the ketchup bottle and opened it to dump a glob on Jack's plate and then his own. "You dip the fries in that before eating. Makes them taste much better."

Jack watched him as he did it and picked up a fry to copy and nodded his approval. He tried a bite of chicken tender dipped in the sauce and was surprised by the sweet, tangy taste the sauce gave it. He didn't say anything as they quickly continued to eat. When he tasted the milk shake for the first time, he was amazed at the coldness and sweetness of the liquid. Sam warned him not to drink it too fast or he might get a brain freeze and wouldn't like that. Jack slowed down and savored the tastes of the new foods until everything was gone. Dean even allowed him a small bite of his pie when Sam silently communicated to him to share, it wouldn't kill him.

Once they paid, used the restrooms and grabbed waters and Dean got a coffee for the road, Dean took over driving and got them cruising again. He found a radio station to his liking and let the music fill the car.

Jack was content and found himself nodding off listening to the purring of the engine and the melody of the music. He slowly slid sideways and curled up in the back to sleep.

Sam looked back at him and knew how he felt. Having a full stomach now and the steady rhythm of the car had him wanting to take a nap too. He let his head rest against the side window and closed his eyes, thinking he would just rest them for a moment.

Dean glanced at Sam and looked over the back seat at Jack and chuffed a laugh. He didn't think either one of them would last long once they got still and quiet. He sipped on his coffee, wanting the caffeine to keep him awake until he got to Uniontown. Once they picked up Cas, he planned on heading back and finding a motel somewhere along the way for them to crash at for the night and then continue back to the bunker the next day.

spn

"Hey wake up, we're almost to Kentucky," Dean said. He shook Sam's arm to roust him. "I'm stopping at the welcome center so we can use the restroom and you two can get woke up. Uniontown is not far from here."

"I'm up..." Sam mumbled as he slid up in his seat and rubbed his eyes trying to wake himself up. He looked around and squinted at the light of a new day coming through the windows. "Where are we?"

"Almost in Kentucky. I figure maybe thirty miles from the town that you know..." Dean replied trying to be evasive. "I'm stopping up ahead so we can stretch our legs and gotta get rid of some coffee."

"Good idea, I could use a bathroom break. Hey Jack, we're stopping in a little bit, wanna get out and walk around?"

"It's morning?" Jack questioned sitting up to look around and yawned widely.

"Yes, we're stopping at a welcome center up ahead."

Dean steered the Impala to the off ramp for the welcome center and found a parking spot on the car side near the main building. They got out and headed for the restroom first.

"You can go walk around but don't go too far," Sam cautioned him as Jack headed out first.

"I won't," Jack assured him. After washing his hands, Jack headed back out to walk around the area and look around. He studied the people that were stopping here and was intrigued by the children he saw. He walked toward them, but stopped quickly when a dog bound up to him barking. Jack looked at him for a moment before kneeling down and talking to him since he had never seen a real dog before. "Hello, I'm Jack."

"Sorry about that, Bishop is usually not this rambunctious, but he's been cooped up in the car for five hours," a young woman said trying to grab the dog's leash.

"That is fine, he just wants to run some," Jack said holding out his hand to Bishop who was bouncing around him. "I can do that with him if you like."

"Sure, I guess that's okay. Go for it," she laughed as Jack ran into the grassy area with Bishop at his heels. They ran around in circles, running off the excessive energy.

Dean and Sam came from the restroom and looked around for Jack, not seeing him at first until they heard laughter around the side of the building and hurried that way. They came to a stop beside the young woman who was looking on as Jack romped with Bishop.

"Is that your son?" she asked when they stopped to watch Jack.

"Yes," Sam said smiling as Jack fell to the ground to allow Bishop to jump on him and lick his face. He laughed and acted just like a kid would and no one would ever think he was dangerous or not human.

"He's really good with Bishop and I'm surprised at how quickly he warmed up to your son. He's standoffish most of the time with strangers and won't let them near him."

"Jack's pretty likeable," Sam replied wondering if it had to do with him being half angel.

"Hey Jack, we need to go!" Dean called to the pair trying to get Jack's attention.

"Bishop, come on big boy," the woman called to the dog who ran to her panting happily.

"Sam, Dean, Bishop likes to play," Jack told them when he ran over to Sam's side a wide grin on his face.

"Thanks for letting them play together," Dean told the woman. "C'mon kid we need to go."

"He helped me out, tiring Bishop like that. We've still got five more hours of driving ahead of us," the woman answered before turning to leave with Bishop.

"I hear you. Have a safe trip."

With a wave, they parted company and headed for the Impala to continue on their journey. Dean hoped this wasn't some type of trap or someone's stupid joke as he got back on the interstate.