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It took a few days to convince the hospital to release Dana... and Sam was half-convinced they just did it because she was being a pain in the ass. He couldn't blame them since she never took to being sick or injured well. They hit the road almost immediately after getting the prescriptions filled for some pain meds. He hated that Dana would basically have to suffer through the car drive until they were far enough away and safe to stop for awhile.

They pushed on and made it to some small little town though, far away from Palo Alto, Stanford, and hopefully any demons trailing them. Man, he did not miss the nasty, likely roach infested motels they used to stay in and like the one he was pulling into park at now.

Now they had to decide just... what they'd do for sleeping arrangements, he supposed. Jo had been pretty adament about not sharing a room, but it was safer if they did.

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Fuck hospitals man. She detested them. Loathed them. Straight up hated them. Especially when she was a patient in one.

So when Sam finally managed to spring her, she was grateful. Though not at all grateful she had to sit passenger side and in almost near constant pain, or if not that, just damn uncomfortable. Having your ribs broken was no damn walk in the park.

They didn't really talk much as they drove, far far away from all the damage they had left behind in Sam and Dana's apartment. The silence from Sam was becoming really worrisome, but Dana didn't really know how to...fix it. Had no way to broach any of the things they should probably talk about. So they didn't.

As for sleeping arrangements. Well. Seeing as she doubted Sam wanted to be sleeping with her anymore, a double room for starters would be a good idea. Maybe with a room attached, so it would be easier for them to stay close without Jo having a freak out.