"I haven't seen anyone," Dinah said with a frown. "Haven't heard from anyone but you yet either," she added just in case Dean was wondering about anyone other than Jake.
And partially because she was a little bit worried about everyone else.
"Though I'm not sure if Harry would call me even if he was okay. I think he would. I hope he would," she added, frowning.
Before Dean could respond to any of that, Dinah was already on her way to the stairs leading up to the apartment.
"I'm sorry about your Impala," she added as an afterthought. She'd been so focused on knowing that he was okay that she hadn't had much reaction to what had happened to his car. But she got it, she really did. She was just glad her bike had made it through the storm with little more than a few dings that could be easily fixed when she had the time.
She took a key off her keychain and offered it to Dean.
"The garage behind the building should still be in tact. No windows," she explained. "Should have everything you need to fix her up, if you'd like."