@m0tel asked:
"It's pretty far, but I think we can make it." ( sam )
"How long'd you say we have 'til it's too late?" Dean's eyeing the map on the screen between them hard, trying to figure out exactly how fast he can go, where they can minimize breaks. If he can pull an all-nighter or if they should crash for a few hours so he doesn't end up dozing and veering off into the woods somewhere a leg away from where they were trying to get. It's not as serious of an occasion for once, just a drive to see Jody through a wide stretch of the country--with a deadline of her birthday.
But when someone's there for you the way Jody is for them, it has to be the priority. Celebrating her while she's still around to celebrate has to be Dean's priority. Or maybe, he just really needs the long break. Who could say? He's leaning out over the map, eyes trailing the paths from point A to point B, mind flickering with the possibilities. From the balmy Gulf Coast to the icy western plains. "Let's head out in a couple hours, I wanna make a pit stop on our way up there."
They had to get her a gift.