"You sure that's a good idea? I could get us wrapped around a tree or something," Dean doesn't sound like he's joking, not this time. He hasn't exactly had much - okay, any - practice driving since he woke up dead and killing Sam on accident is a very real concern here. His instincts are telling him take the damn keys but common sense right now is still winning over: he'd rather sit shotgun like a little bitch if it means he won't have to risk throwing Sam out the windshield or something. Him, he can walk away from that and if he was by himself, he'd chance it.
Sam, though. Sam changes everything. He always did and Dean can at least say for a fact that that hasn't changed much since he died.
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"You sure that's a good idea? I could get us wrapped around a tree or something," Dean doesn't sound like he's joking, not this time. He hasn't exactly had much - okay, any - practice driving since he woke up dead and killing Sam on accident is a very real concern here. His instincts are telling him take the damn keys but common sense right now is still winning over: he'd rather sit shotgun like a little bitch if it means he won't have to risk throwing Sam out the windshield or something. Him, he can walk away from that and if he was by himself, he'd chance it.
Sam, though. Sam changes everything. He always did and Dean can at least say for a fact that that hasn't changed much since he died.