Dad coming around would be... nice, if Sam were being honest. It wasn't like he didn't miss the man sometimes, even if they rarely got along. He wasn't dwelling on him though, was still pretty pissed on the way he'd left them, what he said to Dean.

Things were good now, anyway. He smiled a little. "Yeah, things are pretty good, huh?" He leaned forward, smiling a little more. "Think you'll ever get sick of it?"