Sam was awakened by the motion cease and the sound of a door being closed. Next to him, Dean was still sleeping, IV bag still connected to his arm and getting as much needed rest as possible. On the front seats, he could only see Erin.

"Dad?"

Erin turned around and looked at him "He went to get something to eat"

Sam nodded "Where are we?"

"We just left Columbus"

Sam nodded again. Ohio. He must have been more tired than he first thought. He remembered leaving Missouri but to be in Ohio, he must have slept more than a few hours. As if on queue, his stomach churned. God but he was hungry. "Any incidents so far?"

Erin shook her head "Nope. We stopped a couple of times to fill the tank, that's all"

"Good. I was afraid we'd be followed or something, you know because of what you told us about Dean…"

Erin smiled "The Demon may be able to get a glimpse of our whereabouts, but he cannot tell exactly where we are"

"I'm not a freakin' GPS dude"

Sam had to smile at his brother's remark. "how are you feeling?"

"I've seen better days, but I'm getting there. Actually… I'm a bit hungry"

"Then I guess it's good we stopped, right?" John climbed in the car with two paper bags, and proceeded to distribute sandwiches to Erin and Sam. Then, he produced a bowl and give it to Dean who looked at its contents suspiciously.

"Chicken soup? I get chicken soup? Come on, man"

"Dean, not two days ago you were attached to all kind of machines in the hospital, and you've been God knows for how long without any solid food. Let's start with something bland, okay? You keep it down, we'll talk about eating something more solid"

Dean opened his mouth to protest, but the look his father send in his direction made him recoil and start eating the soup. And truth to be told, as hungry as he felt, he couldn't finish the bowl and felt immensely tired. How could he have got so tired just with the simple act of feeding himself? Sam seemed to notice Dean's swaying manners and gently took the bowl from his hands and passed it to their father who put it in one of the paper bags with the rest of garbage. When Erin turn on the ignition, Dean was already out again. Sam checked his IV bag before he stared out of the window at the surroundings of the road. The car became silent again, all the occupants lost in their own thoughts.

TBC

A/N: I know, really short, no action at all, no chick/flick moments… why the heck did I write this chapter:p. Now seriously, I could very well have skipped this one out, but I wanted to give some kind of sense that the trip from Missouri to Connecticut was actually pretty long, I didn't want to leave one chapter with the 'we're going to Connecticut' and start the next one with a 'hello, we're in Connecticut already'. So, this little chap is meant to try and give some sort of distance and time to everything. I hope that's the thing it transmits:)