An: so here is the companion piece to Losing Faith that I promised you all. Hope you like it.

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Glove Box Traveling Home

Jess was ecstatic when she got the chance to drive the Impala back to Stanford, with Sam sitting next to her. She had only wished that the circumstances were different, and that Dean was in the car with her too. Knowing that if that was the fact that she would have to deal with Sam rolling his eyes at her and Dean, goofing off.

But instead of rolling eyes, the look that met her was one of pure sadness complete with red rimmed eyes and sniffles. Not that she blamed him at all, Dean had raised him even though he sometimes lacked the an example in his own life.

"Uh-oh!" Sam heard Jess say not knowing what it was until, he looked in the rear view and saw the blue lights flashing.

This is exactly what I was worried about when I agreed to let you drive! Sam said erratically.

"Just get the insurance and registration from the glove box. She told Sam and watched to make sure that he followed the instructions, before adding. Now shut your mouth, and let me handle this." She said in a confident voice that for an instant, made him think she was channeling his brother.

"Good afternoon Officer!" Jess said in a sultry tone.

"Do you know why I pulled you over, Mrs..?" The officer asked waiting for Jess to fill in the blank.

"It's MISS Moore... and I have no idea, officer." She answered innocently as she leaned out the window, giving the officer a nice long look at her cleavage.

"Well Miss Moore, I pulled you over for doing 85 in a 45." The officer informed her politely.

"I'm sorry officer, but you see my friend here just came from a funeral. And I'm afraid that he is a little distraught, over losing his brother. Jess said as she motioned towards Sam. He's been crying he whole trip, and since this is his brother's car. I was just rushing to get him home and as far away from the memories as I can get him." Jess said with a wink to officer, even though she felt like total and utter crap for talking about the loss of Dean like it was no big deal.

"Okay Ms. Moore, I'm going to let you go with a warning this time. Just please slow it down. The officer said with a flirty smile.

"Thank you, officer. It means a lot to the both of us." She said thankfully.

She waited until the officer was out of view and put the car back on the road and floored the gas pedal.

"My friend? Jess did you just flirt your way out of a ticket?" Same asked beside himself at what he had just witnessed.

"It worked didn't it? She asked as she glanced at Sam. What's that?" Jessica asked as she noticed a handful of envelopes that Sam was holding.

"Letters I think." Sam said sounding confused.

"There's one to Dad and Bobby, and for each of us also." Sam said with tears in his eyes as he looked at the letters that had Dean's handwriting on them.

"How did he manage to hide them in there, without us noticing. I know you Sam, and I know that never took your eyes off of him." Jess said as she pulled the car to a stop again.

"I guess he crept out while the rest of us were asleep." Sam told her with a small smile, as she took the one addressed to her and opened it.

Jess,

I know this probably seems weird, because you and I never really got the chance to know each other that well, and because I must be dead if you are reading this. You were one of those people, that you meet and you just know they're a kindred spirit or whatever.

I just wanted to ask you to look after my baby brother for me. Although I already know the answer to that. I wish I could have been there for your wedding, but I guess life had other plans. While I may not be there for you and Sammy in body, but I can guarantee you that I will be there in spirit.

Well thank you for being there with me and for loving Sammy. Who by the way is still lucky that he found you before I did.

Dean