( Sam drops the lung wrench at the familiar voice echoing through the garage, the sound of metal hitting concrete ringing out as he whips his head upwards. Sam thinks this might be a hallucination - there's always a possibility - but when Sam squeezes his eyes closed and opens them again, Jack is still standing by the door. Their Jack.
After he gets to his feet, it takes him a moment to close the distance between them. He walks over slowly, half-expecting Jack to disappear, his eyes wide in shock as a hurricane of emotions build in his chest. When he moves to cup Jack's neck and his hand meets solid, warm skin, only then does Sam believe that this is real.
Immediately, he pulls Jack in for a tight hug, breathing deeply to sooth his adrenaline-shot nerves. Sam is grateful that Jack is here, but he's terrified that Jack is here, because it means he's here and not safe in the bunker or with Cas or with Dean - )
Are you okay? ( Sam looks the boy over as he pulls away, hand still resting on his neck, not quite willing to break the contact. He knows Jack is powerful, but that doesn't mean he can't be hurt. )
thank god
After he gets to his feet, it takes him a moment to close the distance between them. He walks over slowly, half-expecting Jack to disappear, his eyes wide in shock as a hurricane of emotions build in his chest. When he moves to cup Jack's neck and his hand meets solid, warm skin, only then does Sam believe that this is real.
Immediately, he pulls Jack in for a tight hug, breathing deeply to sooth his adrenaline-shot nerves. Sam is grateful that Jack is here, but he's terrified that Jack is here, because it means he's here and not safe in the bunker or with Cas or with Dean - )
Are you okay? ( Sam looks the boy over as he pulls away, hand still resting on his neck, not quite willing to break the contact. He knows Jack is powerful, but that doesn't mean he can't be hurt. )