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A/N: I am so so sorry for how long it's taken for me to get this out especially since it's not very long.

"Dean!" Dean woke up to Sam face about an inch from his.

"Dude don't do that." Dean flailed a little bit. He backed up a few feet. He looked around the room which was empty, which meant that everything was already packed up.

"Time to go?" he guessed and Sam nodded he picked up Dean's shoes and coat and threw them at him. Dean smelled his clothes boy did they smell, he really needed some more clothes. Sam had bought him a shirt from a dinner a few days ago but that was it. As much as he didn't really like shopping, he needed to go get some clothes and soon. He sat up while Sam went into the bathroom and closed the door. Dean put his shoes on and tied the laces, he was getting his coat on when Sam came out of the bathroom. Dean felt his face, he was growing a really thick beard. Sam didn't have a razor he was 18 and wasn't really growing facial hair very quickly. He got up from the bed and made his way to the car, he settled himself into the passengers seat and put his head against the window. He was still tired so when the engine came on again and the car started moving he fell asleep pretty quickly.

He woke up a few hours later when the car stopped moving, he looked up they were sitting in line for another fast food place. Sam looked over at him and saw he was awake.

"What do you want?"Dean sat straight and looked over the options.

"2 Cheeseburgers and a small soda." he nodded. They moved forward again.

"Where are we?" Dean said with a yawn.

"Michigan."

"Michigan?"

"Yeah why?"

"Can we stop really quick in Pleasant Grove?" his home, where all his stuff was.

"They'll be looking for you there." Sam said shaking his head.

"I need clothes, and personal hygiene items."

"Sorry I should have realized, we'll go to Walmart or something." Dean hated the pleading tone he took on.

"Please it will just take a minute, I would much rather have my clothes." Sam shook his head.

"That's not a good idea." at Dean's look Sam added "You don't understand, they'll be watching your place like a hawk."

"You'll be there," Dean said hoping that a boast to his ego would make him more likely to side with him. "and it only will take like five minutes to pack my stuff up and I can tell people that I'm not just gone. I can tell them that I moved away, if they do think you kidnapped me I can tell them to stop looking."

"That's not a good idea..." he paused for a long moment the whole time searching his face what he was searching for he he had no idea "but I ripped you out of your life without your permission and brought you into this crazy world, so I guess we can salvage what we can out of your old life." his voice bleed his reluctance but at least he was going to take them there. It would take them hours to get there but at least he knew where they were going and what to expect when they got there. That's when they pulled up to the speaker.

"Welcome, can I take your order?" a young adolescent male echoed through the speaker box.

"Yeah 4 Cheeseburgers and 2 small sodas." Sam voice said.

"And would that be all?"

"Yes."

"Okay I'll be 9.57 at the window." Sam pulled up another car length. Sam starred straight forward for a long moment then looked at him very intensely.

"Dean do you trust me?"

"What?' Dean said a little taken aback.

"Do you trust me?" Did he trust him? He wasn't sure, he trusted that Sam would protect him from anything but beyond that did he trust him? Dean decided to go with what he knew instead of speculating on what he didn't.

"I trust that you won't hurt me or let anyone do that." Sam nodded. Dean would have asked why he had asked but that's when Sam pulled up the window. He took a 10 out of his wallet

"That'll be 9.57." the speaker was a pimply teenage boy, Sam handed over the money and the teenage gave him their food and their change. Sam pulled forward again this time into a parking space.

"What's going on?" Why were they stopped?

"Dean you drive."

"What?" Dean asked shocked.

"If your not going to run, then we can make twice the time if one of sleeps while the other one drives, besides you know where were going better." Sam tossed him the keys, he hadn't touched them or the steering wheel in weeks. Sam opened his car door and he opened his. He walked to the driver's side of the car and slid into it. While technically since the front seat was a bench seat, and both seats were made up of the same kind of material, the drivers seat felt different. He ran his hands lightly over the steering wheel. Sam cleared his throat apparently he had made it to his side of the car.

"Do you and the car want to get a room?" he asked a little amused. Dean started the car up and hit play on the cassette player back in black filled the car as he pulled out of the parking lot.

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