He turned, quietly resting his cheek on her shoulder and closing his eyes. He's starting to get used to this again, people touching him. He knew he couldn't handle it all the time, or strangers in his space.

But Sam and Dean and Eva and Kaylee can touch him and he doesn't jump anymore like he wasn't expecting to feel it.

"I just feel like I should..." He trailed off, he was supposed to be the older brother, the tough one, the one that protected. But he didn't even feel like he could protect his garden if someone was particularly devoted to ripping it out of the ground.

"Jake's older than me now."