Dean had been driving around the city for hours now, enjoying himself as he travelled the back roads and city streets, the windows open, wind blowing in his face. He was on cloud nine, feeling better than he had in a while now. Sure, he still missed having Sam around, but, he was sure that his brother was safe and sound. He considered himself fortunate enough that he wasn't completely alone, Jo and Adam were there and had been for a while now.
With Led Zeppelin's ramble on blasting, he took a quick turn into the apartments and pulled into an open parking spot, a little further down from the entrance, where no one was currently parked. Dean got out of the car and placed his hand on the roof, hesitating for a moment before tapping his hand against it and walking towards the front door. On his way in, he noticed a familiar face and he looked at her with a bright grin. "Hey, Wynonna, right? The one who threw the party at Harvelle's. How's it going?"