Yeah, me too. ( Sam's smile is fond as he looks at Jack; all of that had happened just two weeks ago for Sam, but even that amount of time was long enough for him to miss this kid. Jack's becoming God meant that he was finally safe, and that mattered a lot. Still, he could help but look in the spaces where Jack usually was after he and Dean had returned to the bunker, hoping he would reappear with that awkward wave and bright smile.

He lets Jack lead the way away from the stalls and towards this supposed bowling alley, eyebrows raising at both the mention of a job and Jack's excitement at the prospect. ) Right... did that robot thing say you had to pay off a debt, too? ( Sam doesn't like the idea, but Jack must have found his way to the city somehow. Then, the realization hits: ) Wait -- so you got a car?

( Sam knows that Jack learned the basics of driving from Dean, but that didn't mean he was primed to drive alone for two hours. Even though Jack is in front of him, whole and unharmed, a familiar pang of worry thrums through him, his eyebrows scrunching in concern. ) And that went... okay?