They pulled away from the brightly lit bus station slowly, with Riley in view sitting curled up on of the hard plastic seats in the most brightly lit part of the waiting room. Jack watched the girl, pale and afraid trying hard to be invisible. It was going to be a ten minute wait till her bus came and they'd sat with her long enough, it was time to go.
"She's going to be okay, right Dean?" Jack asked looking at the driver's seat.
"I don't know, hope so. We did our job, the rest is up to her." Dean answered looking ahead at the road as they drove away. He glanced back in the rearview mirror at Sammy asleep in the backseat.
"You're good at that, you know." Dean said to Jack. She looked at him confused till he inclined his head at his brother. He locked eyes with her and let his gratitude bleed into his expression for a moment before it was gone. She caught it nodding with a quiet understanding.
Jack reached for the volume on the radio, turning it up enough to drown out silence but not loud enough to wake Sam. This was her first real hunt, her first taste of the day in day out of what happens when you don't run from the bad things. She looked at Dean and wondered if his first hunt stuck with him too.
"Yeah." Dean said reading the question in her eyes. "Sam didn't feel so hot after his first job either. Its different when you have to look at the survivors, if there are any."
Jack thought about this for a moment and sighed. She leaned her head back against the seat and pushed back her worries about the young girl they'd left behind, she'd be fine eventually. Maybe someday she would convince herself it was all just a bad dream.
"I think she'll be okay." Jack said smiling at Dean. He nodded silently.
"Where we going next?" Jack asked.
"Next, we find a place to clean ourselves up and get some food, then we look for our next gig." Dean said. At the mention of food Jack's stomach responded loudly. Dean laughed and reached one handed into the glove compartment, taking out a family size bag of m&m's and tossing it to her.
"Yum." Jack grinned opening the bag. Dean grabbed for a handful.
"Don't eat all my candy or I'll have to kick your ass." He warned.
"Like you could." Jack said rolling her eyes.
"I'm serious I'll pull over this car right now." Dean said with a mock growl.
"You sound like your dad, old man." Jack taunted, laughing as Dean choked on an m&m.
"Old man!" He cried yanking the bag out of her hands.
"I didn't mean it." She said quickly diving across the seat for the bag. Dean switched the bag to his left hand, holding the bag out the window while keeping the car straight on the road.
"Should have thought about that." Dean snickered.
AN: Started out angsty there for a minute, couldn't have that now could we :D. New story coming up ASAP. The next is gonna be Samcentric and soon I'll get to the installment with that teaser I put in All These Things. Till then, thanks for the wonderful feedback. See ya.