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The silence inside the Impala was eerie. Sam fidgeted in the front seat and tried to get comfortable. He sneaked a glance at Dean and then looked back out through the windshield. He wanted to say something; but, he knew that it would do no good. Instead, he knew that the conversation would have to wait, until they reached their next destination. Out of the corner of his eye, Sam saw how tight Dean was gripping the steering wheel. Sam would have felt more comfortable if Dean had let him drive; but, he knew that right now Dean felt most comfortable behind the wheel of his baby. Normally, Dean would have the music on and would be drumming his fingers on the steering wheel. If Dean really liked the song, he would have the volume turned way up and would be nodding his head to the beat. But now, the radio was off and all Sam could hear was the sound of the Impala's engine. Looking over at Dean, Sam wondered what was going through Dean's head. Sam knew that Dean was deaf to the world around him and that Dean couldn't even enjoy his baby's purring engine. Sam sadly closed his eyes and turned his head to look out the side window.