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The Perk: Sunday Morning

Gibbs wasn't much of a cook really, so breakfast today involved eating out and in particular a good cup of coffee.

Kelly's breakfast and beverage were easily ordered at the perk but trying to get just a regular plain cup of coffee didn't seem possible with the overly enthusiastic barista behind the counter.

He heaved a heavy sigh. It was going to be one of those mornings.

[Open for anyone needing a good dose of caffiene. SP if you wish to chat with Gibbs]

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"No, I'm sorry, kid. You shouldn't have to pay for our screw ups."

Jacob hugged Dean a little bit tighter. "'S not your fault either. Dad thought he was protecting us."

Dean sighed. "For a smart guy, my brother can be really stupid at times. And stupidly noble."

"You're trying to protect us from him," Jacob informed Dean. It wasn't going so well but Jacob thought it'd make his Uncle feel better to know he was doing something good in the future. "You and Dad and Cas. Mostly you and Cas. Dad's not very good at fighting."

Dean chuckled and shot Chuck a look. "Yeah, I noticed that almost immediately."

Chuck rolled his eyes. "I seem to be holding my own against Lucifer and those Croa-whatevers in his universe, okay?"

"You're looking after the kid," Dean replied. "That's more important than fighting."

"I don't need too much looking after," Jacob insisted. "We all live in this camp with other survivors. It's the safest place you can be now."

And yet he still managed to find a portal to walk through.

"And yet you still went wandering through a random portal," Dean said, eerily echoing Jacob's thoughts.

"I was curious," Jacob said, like that was a valid excuse. "Dad was too busy lecturing Cas on being loud and gross to notice where I was going."

Dean left the whole loud and gross angel data to the side for the moment. "You've got to have gotten the patented Winchester Stay Away From Portals lecture, haven't you?"

"Yeeeeeeah," Jacob admitted slowly. "You give a lot of lectures."

Dean winced a little at that. "Sorry about that. But that one, that gets given to every Winchester kid. At least every one I've met so far. Not that there's been a really good track record of it being followed..."

"This place is a lot better than home," Jacob pointed out. Clearly that meant that going through the portal was a good idea.

"Just because you got lucky, doesn't make it a good idea," Dean said. "And what about your family back home? How do you think they're feeling with you just suddenly disappearing?"

Jacob frowned and looked down at his shoes. "They're probably worried."

"If by worried, you mean freaking out of their minds, then yeah," Dean said. He reached out and brushed Jacob's hair back from his face. "Things sound pretty bad where you're from. But that just makes you all the more important, you get that? Because when things are bad, you hold onto every little bit of good you can. And you being there, existing, that's more than a little bit of good."

Jacob nodded in understanding. He imagined that Dad and Uncle Dean were probably freaking out and, not only that, were probably fighting with each other over who was responsible for him going missing. It was enough to make him feel more than a little guilty.

"I'm really, really sorry," Jacob said. "I didn't mean to hurt anybody."

"You don't need to apologize, Jacob," Dean told him, reaching out to pull him into another hug. "Just take into account how much you're worth when you're deciding whether to take stupid chances. 'Cause it's a lot."

"I won't do it again," Jacob promised, hugging Dean back. "I just...I wish things were different."

It was easy enough to accept the way his life was when that was the only thing he knew, but it was hard seeing all these other kids talk about how happy they were with his family in other universes.

Dean held tight to the kid. "Don't give up hope about that, okay? Winchesters are too ornery and stubborn to do that. We'll see what we can do to find you an ace in the hole to take back with you."

Jacob nodded against Dean's shoulder. Most people back home had given up on hope for things getting better so it was nice to hear it for once, especially coming from someone he trusted. "Thank you, Uncle Dean."

"Hey, what's family for?" Dean said, smiling at him, then got serious again. "Can I ask you a favor, Jacob? It might not be easy, but I've got my reasons."

Jacob looked over at his Dad a little worriedly before focusing on Dean again. "What is it?"

"I want you to meet your father. Sammy," Dean said. "I promise you, Jacob, I'll be with you the entire time, and so will Chuck." He felt pretty safe speaking for Chuck in this case. "We won't let anything happen to you."

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