( Sam chuckles at the image of the two of them fitting onto a motorcycle, with Jack at the helm. It's great that Jack has learned how to drive, but he'd rather not tempt fate by playing into a comedy of errors on this particular subject. ) Sounds good to me. Want me to lock it up here until we get back?
( Once the garage is properly locked - he doesn't want to deal with another bitchfest from Chuck about procedure, even though it's his job as manager to close up - Sam keeps Jack close as they walk over to Sam's dusty, crimson Cherokee jeep. It's almost opposite the Impala in every possible way, modern and dirty, where the Impala is old but treasured, and that's how Sam wants it to be. Anything resembling his childhood home would hurt too much to drive without his brother by his side.
The reminder of Dean's absence makes his stomach churn, but he's able to push it away this time. It's easier to focus, now that Jack is here. He's no longer listless, roaming this cursed place like a ghost in search of his family. With Jack here, there's someone to anchor him in place, and Sam is grateful for that, at least.
After Jack gets inside, Sam starts up the car, then raises his eyebrows at Jack's question. ) Why do you think Chuck sent us here? He's been AWOL since Amara... well, he's been gone for a long time. ( It's the second time Jack's mentioned God, and while they've discussed him before, he hasn't been the main focus of discussion in their world-hopping mishaps. Lucifer had taken more of Jack's focus. The recent memory of the disappointment on Jack's face when he left Lucifer behind in the Apocalypse still stings, but Sam still can't bring himself to regret it. ) Honestly, this feels more like something Lucifer or Michael would do.
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( Once the garage is properly locked - he doesn't want to deal with another bitchfest from Chuck about procedure, even though it's his job as manager to close up - Sam keeps Jack close as they walk over to Sam's dusty, crimson Cherokee jeep. It's almost opposite the Impala in every possible way, modern and dirty, where the Impala is old but treasured, and that's how Sam wants it to be. Anything resembling his childhood home would hurt too much to drive without his brother by his side.
The reminder of Dean's absence makes his stomach churn, but he's able to push it away this time. It's easier to focus, now that Jack is here. He's no longer listless, roaming this cursed place like a ghost in search of his family. With Jack here, there's someone to anchor him in place, and Sam is grateful for that, at least.
After Jack gets inside, Sam starts up the car, then raises his eyebrows at Jack's question. ) Why do you think Chuck sent us here? He's been AWOL since Amara... well, he's been gone for a long time. ( It's the second time Jack's mentioned God, and while they've discussed him before, he hasn't been the main focus of discussion in their world-hopping mishaps. Lucifer had taken more of Jack's focus. The recent memory of the disappointment on Jack's face when he left Lucifer behind in the Apocalypse still stings, but Sam still can't bring himself to regret it. ) Honestly, this feels more like something Lucifer or Michael would do.