just say you won't let go

Sam grinned with the mention of it and shrugged slightly, amused. "An honest dork, at least," he said with amusement, watching her. Seeing her looking so embarrassed, he loved the sight of it, a part of him wanting to keep seeing it. The more he talked to her, the more he could tell that, while she was similar to the other Rosie, she was also far different and he enjoyed those differences so much, finding himself falling harder for her.

For a few moments, Alice waited anxiously, unsure of if she should have even texted Dean at all. But, when she got a text in return, she could feel her heart swelling before she even read the text and it swelled more when she did. Yeah? I'm really looking forward to seeing you again, too. I think you'll really enjoy the art show, the kids did an amazing job.

Rosie's breathing evened out as she fell asleep in the back seat of the Impala. She'd gotten so comfortable, she felt like the backseat had been made for her, and Sam's presence just seemed to elevate the comfort. She was so unsure, but she felt as if she was already falling for Sam, and she didn't mind one bit.

Dean slowed Baby down enough so he could text, unable to get the smile off of his face. I'm excited to see their work! You must be really proud of them. Dean text. I'm so eager to see, I'm in the middle of the journey. We should be hitting town just before the show starts. How's the Civic feeling? Do you need me to pick you up? Silently hoping that Alice would accept his offer

Sam peered back at Rosie when he realized she'd fallen silent and he blinked when he saw that she'd already drifted off. He smiled, though, as he watched her, glad to see her look so peaceful and comfortable. Shifting, he shrugged off his jacket before he leaned over the back of the seat to place it gently over Rosie to keep her warm before he looked to Dean when he noticed how slow he was driving. "Need me to take over driving so you can text?" he asked when he saw the smile on his brother's face.

Alice smiled to herself as she read the text, shifting to lie down on her bed as she debated on what to text back. I am proud of them. They worked really hard. Shifting, she peered over to the letter on her side table, a job offer from a new art institute in Kansas and she chewed on her lip. Have a safe journey! She's in the shop right now, getting a full diagnosis. If nothing too serious is going on with her, she should be out by the time the show ends. But, you don't have to pick me up - I live nearby the school and I have to get in early for it.

Dean nodded. "Thanks man," Dean smiled, bringing Baby to a stop as he swapped seats with Sam. "I'm so glad we did this." He murmured, keeping his voice as hushed as he could as he read Alice's text. If you're sure, remember to just text if you need me. Dean quickly saved Alice's number into his phone, before sending her another text. I hope nothing's too bad with her, she's a good car. Although if you need to, my garage back in Kansas has a Bug that needs a good home! Dean exhaled, hoping he wasn't being too full on.

Sam shook his head with amusement as he got into the driver's seat and began the drive. "With that smile, there's only one person you'd be texting," he joked lightly, settling his gaze ahead as he drove, though he nodded his agreement to his brother, lowering his voice. "So am I. I mean, Rosie - she's amazing. I feel an even stronger pull to her than I did before."

Alice's eyes ran over the text, smiling to herself. I'll keep it in mind, promise. She sent back but blinked at the second text. Yeah, she's a pretty loyal car, but I've had her for several years. Maybe it's about time she retires. But, Kansas? Her brows furrowed slightly in surprise. I might think about that - I got a job opportunity in Kansas for this new art institute that I've been thinking about. I've just really been on the fence about it, because of the kids here. But, she was also being hassled by her ex and that was pushing her more to leaving.

Dean smiled. "I feel the same about Alice, man." Dean reassured. "She's been offered a job in Kansas, you know, in that fancy new art institute?" Dean bit his lip anxiously, excited and desperate to make a good impression. Dean texted back quickly, not wanting to keep Alice waiting. Well, the offer is always there for you! Plus Sam and I both live in Kansas, not far from that institute, actually. Cool place. Dean paused for a moment. Great opportunity, too.

"Rosie's thinking about fully moving to Kansas, with her mother's health declining and everything," Sam mentioned with a nod, "She accepted the offer to use my spare room, it seems like. I'm happy that she'll be coming there, but... I also feel bad for her, you know? That she has to go through losing a parent. I don't know what I'd do if mom or dad died."

You guys live in Kansas? Alice sent back with surprise and, admittedly, she could feel herself swaying more to transferring with the fact that Dean would be close, apparently. She wasn't sure what it was about him, but she honestly wanted to get to know him more and wanted to be around him more. I'll definitely think about it!

"This is where you come in, Sam." Dean smiled softly, knowing how much his brother loved Rosie. "Comfort her." Going back to texting, Dean sent a reply to Alice, his smile broadening once more. We do, we live in Lawrence. Small place, everyone knows each other. Dean informed her, hoping that, if she felt the same way he did, he had a chance to convince her to take the job - to benefit himself and Alice.

"I will," Sam said firmly, nodding slightly as he peered back at Rosie, watching her for a long time. "I just wish she didn't have to go through it at all, you know?" His gaze stayed on Rosie for a good few moments before he looked to his brother. "She's a really good person, I just want her to be happy."

Alice shifted, pulling up the Maps app on her phone to see how far Lawrence was from the institute and she was surprised that they were practically right next to each other. It would be an easy drive back and forth - not as easy as the job she already have, but she'd be away from her ex and possibly near Dean... What are the people in Lawrence like? she asked in return.

"Trust me man, the way you two were talking, sounds like you'd been together for years." Dean reassured his brother, stopping to think at Alice's text. Friendly. I know most of the people, and we're close friends with nearly everyone. You'd fit right in. Dean smiled. Plus, if you need to, I've got a spare room you can stay in while you get settled, just so you can say you know someone! My pup and I will be happy with the company.

"You think so?" Sam asked with a small, proud smile, unable to really help it. It just seemed so easy and natural to talk to Rosie, even more so than it originally had been. "I really want to be a part of her life, Dean. I want this to work."

Alice smiled slightly, reading over the text a few times, and she could feel a nervous flutter in her chest that she couldn't ignore even if she wanted to. I'll sleep on it and let you know after the show tomorrow? she suggested.

"I've got no doubt in my mind it will," Dean smiled, wanting to reassure Sam. Raising his eyebrows in excitement at Alice's text, Dean wasted no time in texting back. Sounds good. Sleep tight, Alice. See you in the morning. Dean bit back the smile. "I'm... happy. Really excited, Sam. This is our chance." Dean laughed, running a hand through his hair.

Sam smiled with the mention of it and nodded. "Right, no room for doubt," he joked lightly as he drove, lifting his gaze to the rearview mirror to watch Rosie for a few moments before he settled his gaze back on the road. "Yeah, I think you're right. It'll be the best thing to ever happen to us."

Alice chewed on her lip to stop herself from smiling so broadly as she read the text. Good night, Dean. Safe travels. Be careful. After sending the text, she silenced her phone and put it on the nightstand before laying down and getting comfortable to drift off.

"Want me to take back over? You need your rest too." Dean suggested, wanting to get behind the wheel and make his way to Alice faster. Just knowing she was out there and seriously considering moving to Kansas made Dean the happiest and most excited he'd felt since he first laid eyes on the other Alice. "Go and keep your girl company." Dean teased Sam relentlessly. "By the way, you still haven't thanked me for punching you."

"You sure you're not going to get distracted with fantasies?" Sam joked lightly, shaking his head slightly with amusement. "I'm not even sure if I can sleep. A part of me is worried that I'll wake up back home with no Rosie in sight." Frowning slightly at his own admission, he looked in the rearview again, watching Rosie carefully. "You could have easily taken one for the team, you know."

"Shut up," Dean joked. "This is real, Sam. And I don't know if I'm ready but I know this is the best thing I've done in a long time." Dean admitted, his own nervousness about the whole situation shocking him. "Maybe we just gotta grab it by the balls." Dean murmured, looking out of the window.

Sam nodded in understanding to his brother's words. "I know exactly what you mean," he assured him, "I couldn't imagine anything better than this, finding somebody who means as much to me as Rosie doe, finding somebody that I can connect so easily to, that I fall so quickly for. She's perfect."

Dean nodded, the more he thought about Alice, the more he realised that he was in Sam's position. He was falling hard and fast and he barely knew this version of Alice, but he felt like he'd known her his whole life. Nothing felt more comfortable than Alice. He smiled at the thought, exhaling anxiously. "Fate's got a great way of working out."

"Right," Sam agreed with a smile as he drove, lifting his gaze to the rearview mirror once more, unable to really help it. The more he thought about Rosie, the more he wanted to look at her, check on her, make sure she was there and that she was okay. "And we're lucky, because they're great girls."

"They are," Dean smiled. "But I feel this version of Rosie and Alice are more suited to us than the other ones were." Dean confessed, rubbing his eyes to get rid of the exhaustion. "Like, they were made for their version of us. Rosie and Alice, here, were made for us." Dean explained, unsure if he made sense or not.