Lunch time!

[notoftheblood]

WHO: Jack and Dean, maybe Sam and Jack?
WHAT: Lunch with Dad #1
WHERE: One of the bars
WHEN: Feb 15th
WARNINGS: Cursing, probably!

Jack had gotten his pay and even though he was trying to save for more games on his Dualis pad, he wanted to spend some time with Dean away from everyone else. To make sure things were really actually good between him and one of his favorite fathers.

After the texts, Jack had left his room to go meet Dean at the bar they choose, even if Jack was a glorified toddler, he had been drinking since day one, or two. Not ever as heavy as the boys but hew was still aiming to keep up. With his hands in his leather jacket he made his way inside to go find a booth, instead of going to the bar, so he could play with his phone while he waited, quietly kicking his feet.

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[familybadass]

Dean was still getting used to this place so he hadn't ventured out much beyond work and home. Dean wasn't anti-social so to speak, but he definitely felt off his game lately so he hadn't ventured out past Sammy and Jack.

Jack didn't have to twist his arm too much to grab a burger, so Dean dropped into the booth ungracefully.

"Hey."

[notoftheblood]

Jack looked up from his phone, a smile across his features, he still hadn't shaved that peach fuzz of facial hair off yet. He felt like one of the guys with it. Setting his phone aside he beamed over at Dean looking happened.

"I wanted to see how your doing! And to tell you, if you want to know what happened in the last world, why i was nervous to see you. Well, not you, but worried you might be the other you."

[familybadass]

Oh God, feelings were more of Sammy's bag than Dean's but what the hell, he could give it a whirl. "I'm fine," Dean gives is the pat answer as he taps on the menu, deciding what to get.

Dean looked up his eyebrow arched in question. "There's more than one of me? Please don't tell me you believe in that crap?"

[notoftheblood]

When the waitress came over, Jack ordered a burger with far to much bacon on it and fries with a milkshake of some kind before looking at Dean after he ordered and spoke.

"Well, I do but not like that. In the other world it was you, I can always tell its you, but you were younger and you didn't know me. You came after me with a fury... that I have seen from you before." HE REMEMBERS THE BOX SIR. "but it was scarier, thats why I was worried when you showed up."

[familybadass]

Dean wondered if he could order whiskey here, but shook his head ordering a bacon double cheeseburger, cheese fries and a coke.

He sits back and looks at Jack. "Was I* possessed?"

[notoftheblood]

Jack shook his head some then. "No, you were just younger and angrier, Dean, You looked a lot younger. Wore a dark leather jacket. Less rasp to your voice."

[familybadass]

Dean sat back, in thoughtful contemplation, well for Dean that meant a steely gaze and no smirk.

"The cage was not a fun place. Can you imagine what they would do with a Winchester?"

[notoftheblood]

The drinks were brought as Jack put a straw in his own. Taking a sip before looking to Dean.

"I... really don't want to, i hate the idea of them hurting you, Dean. If it was anything like the Malik box..."

HE DIDN'T FORGET DAD.

[familybadass]

Dean chuckles darkly, no humor in his laugh at all, taking a long drink of his beer. "Hey Sport, it's okay. I mean, it's not like the demon of the week is out to get us here, right?" Dean grinned.

"So, how are you holding up?"

[notoftheblood]

He had missed that laugh a lot more than he realized. He nodded a little at that.

"Yeah, thank goodness on that, we just have killer robot clones. We can handle that! AS for me... eh, Im tired a lot but I have my soul bad. So... thats a fair trade?"