AN:: Yeah this is a new story but I did a thing on my Instagram page for a fanfic in honor of the new SPN episode and stuff so this is what I got. Hope you all enjoy it.
Disclaimer: I do not own Supernatural nor do I make any money from this fanfiction.
Title: I'll Be Your Honey Bee
Rating: M (uncensored will be posted on my AO3 and Wattpad, which can be found on my profile)
Warnings: Minor Character death, violence, sexual themes, etc...
The Winchester Auto Body and Repair had been in Lawrence for a good fifty years. It was once owned by Henry Winchester and was given to John Winchester when Henry left. And when Mary died, it sat abandoned for twenty years, and when Dean Winchester returned to Lawrence at twenty four and reopened it with a couple of his buddies, no one was surprised.
But the town loved to gossip and having one of their own back after so long, the town had to gossip about him. People said that he had become a criminal or that he was a cheat; but no one could deny that he knew cars like the back on his hand.
He was the best mechanic in town and his buddies, Ash Miles and Benny Lafitte, knew what they were doing as well. Ash was a master with a paint gun, he could paint a smooth coat quicker than anything and his pin striping and clean cut designs made him wanted desperately by all the other shops and Benny could beat a dent of any size out of any metal with a hammer that he said he had made himself. While what those two did was fantastic looking, what Dean did under the hood was magic. He could take an engine that had no hope of ever running again, strip it, and rebuild it like new.
Them all working together made a rusted piece of junk into a vehicle that made even the Barrett-Jackson auctions look like it was made for teenagers running around with their daddy's money. But the town was grateful for them because it meant that they had more people coming in and out of the town.
It's the only reason they left him alone instead of bugging him about his personal life.
Dean lived in a house not far from the shop and near the one he grew up in. While him and Sam were the owners of the house they used to live in now, Dean just couldn't bring himself to live in it so, with Sam's agreement, he had put the house up for sale and it had been sold a couple of months ago; two years after he had put it out there. He hadn't met the owners, hadn't wanted to really, but he had heard that the people were happy with it, so what more could he ask for?
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"Ya hear about the flowershop across the road?" Benny asked one day.
Dean frowned and pulled off his welding helmet, he had to weld a piece of the mount for the motor back on before he could actually mount the motor on it, "Nah, not really. Didn't even notice that someone finally got the place."
"Yeah, apparently the guy that runs it is doing pretty good business, got a daughter that's helping him too." Benny said.
"Huh." Dean replied, putting some weight on the mount to see if it was sturdy.
"That all ya gotta say on that, huh?"
Dean looked up at Benny and frowned, "What're you talking about Benny? What else am I supposed to say?"
"I don't know, figured you'd want to welcome him to town. Sides, he seems like your type."
Dean rolled his eyes. Benny had been his friend back in middle school in Louisiana and as soon as he had found out that Dean was bi a few years ago he tried to hook him up with anyone and everyone. "Look, Benny, I'm not lookin for a one night stand, not even a relationship. Just tryin to get the money so Sammy can finish college without worry and Emma and Ben can have some nice toys and shit."
"Ya spoil your kids Dean but I'm sure they wouldn't mind ya hookin up with someone. And anyways, when ya gonna switch Emma's name to yours? She didn't seem too happy to see me pick her up from school rather than you. Ya can't hide from the town forever." Benny said, frowning. Dean had had either him or Ash pick up Emma ever since the shop opened and Dean rarely went out shopping in the town if he could avoid it. "Ya can't let what they been sayin get to ya."
"I know Benny, now drop it. How many times I gotta say it, no chick flick moments!" Dean exclaimed, rolling his eyes as he brought the engine crane over to get it situated in the car. "Anyways, Sam and Jess are comin back home tonight. They're gonna be here for the summer. Sam seemed pretty excited."
"Think he finally proposed?" Ask asked from his chair where he was drawing out a sketch of the paintjob the owner of the 65 mustang wanted.
"He better or I'm gonna kick his ass back to Stanford. He and Jess have been together for three years now. Hell, they graduate next spring! Need's to get off his ass and do it already." Dean said, picking up his socket wrench and screwing in the bolt. "And he better have done it right. I'm talkin down on one knee and everything. Jess deserves the best and he better realize that now."
Benny looked at Ash and they both rolled their eyes. "Ya act like you're her daddy."
Dean blushed and scratched the back of his head, "More like she's already practically my sister. I don't want Sammy breaking her heart cause then I gotta help them both through this if it's messed up and I don't want to choose between them cuz that would break my heart."
Benny patted Dean's back, "Whatever ya say Dean. Look, it's time for Emma to be picked up. Finish what you're doin here and I'll go get her. You can get your happy ass over to the flower shop and get Jess some nice flowers incase anything goes wrong or if anything goes right. Girls like flowers. I'll drop Emma off at your place and head back here. Everything under the hood is done once the motor's in. Ash and I'll get the body work done tonight."
Dean nodded, "Right, right. Thanks Benny."
As Benny grabbed his keys and left, Dean finished everything under the hood, taking another twenty minutes to do so when he found that one of the belts were weak and needed to be replaced. Luckily he had another around the shop.
He sighed and wiped off his hands as he clocked out for the day. "Alright, I'm goin Ash. See ya tomorrow."
"See ya Dean!" Ash replied, going back to his designs.
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Castiel Novak had been having a great week until Claire ended up suspended for fighting. Being a single parent, he had to close the shop up to get her and now he was behind on work. Luckily, he could have her running the counter while he worked on the list of arrangements that he had to do for a wedding that was coming up.
He heard the bell over the door ring and had suspected that the two women who had been hanging out in his shop for the past hour had left.
"Hello, how can we help you?" He heard Claire ask from the front counter and he frowned. The shop would close in five minutes. Who would walk in at this time?
"Ah, my brother's comin into town tonight with his girlfriend," the man, because the voice that was as smooth as honey couldn't belong to anyone other than a man, "I'm hoping he'll finally get the guts to propose to her but I don't know if anything will get messed up so kinda want to get the flowers as backup, y'know?"
Claire nodded and got up, "Hold on a minute."
She poked her head around the wall behind the counter, "Hey dad, need you to help this guy for a minute."
Castiel looked at her with a raised eyebrow, "Can't you help him? I'm in the middle of arranging this bouquet."
Claire shook her head with a smile on her face, "Come on, besides," she lowered her voice, "he's cute."
Castiel frowned at her, "And he's probably much older than you." He sighed and laid the flowers in a vase, "Fine, but you are cleaning up the soil out back, a dog got into it earlier and it's all over the place."
"Hey! That's against the child labor laws!"
"Not when you're grounded it isn't." Castiel said, pointing towards the back.
Claire pouted and looked back at the guy at the counter, "Dad will help you. I got to clean up a pile of soil."
Castiel rolled his eyes as he stepped around the corner, pulling his shirt down a bit, "Now, how can I help you?"
He looked at the man and felt a blush rise to his face. The man had a strong jaw, beautiful green eyes, and sandy blond hair. He was wearing a pair of jeans that hugged his bow legs tucked into a pair of work boots, a green button up covered a dirty black shirt and grease went from his temple down along his left cheek.
"Yeah, I'm lookin for some flowers for my brother's girlfriend, hopefully fiancée after tonight. Any suggestions?" the stranger said, "Oh, yeah, names Dean Winchester. I run the shop across the street."
He held out his hand and Castiel took it, "Castiel Novak." He cleared his throat, "Do you know what type of flowers she likes?"
"Uh… Sammy usually gets her roses but that's kinda sappy. Jess has this one flower that she likes though, think it's called freezer or something like it." Dean said, shrugging.
"Freesia?" Castiel supplied.
"Yeah! That one. She always talks about them but Sammy can never find any in the flower shops near Stanford."
"Alright, are there any others that she likes? I could make a quick bouquet of them for you to take to her. It won't take more than a few minutes."
"Uh, lilies? I guess."
Castiel chuckled, "The oriental or the Asiatic?"
"Uh…"
Castiel smiled, "I'll just grab some and put it together. Would that be easier?"
Dean looked visibly relieved, "That would be great. I know nothing about flowers. Thanks Cas."
Castiel paused before nodding, "You're welcome, Dean." He handed the flowers over to Dean, "Here you go, that will be $28.35."
Dean dug out his wallet and pulled thirty out and handed it over, "Keep the change. I know it's not much but…"
Castiel smiled, "Thank you Dean."
Dean blushed and grabbed the flowers handed to him and stumbled backwards towards the door, "Y-yeah, um, thanks Cas."
He turned and ran out the door, much to the amusement of Castiel and Claire, who had walked back in as Dean was stumbling out.
"What was that about?" Claire asked, looking up at her dad.
Castiel shrugged, "Have no idea."
"Sure… whatever you say. Cas." Claire laughed as her dad blushed.
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Dean ran back across the road and jumped into the Impala. He'd been in the flower shop too long and Benny was already back from dropping Emma off at his house. Dean cursed and turned the Impala on, turning up the music, and hauling it out of there towards home.
He was excited. Sam had been gone for three years to Stanford and he couldn't wait to see his little brother. Their dad, John, had been murdered by a man called Gordon on a bounty when Dean had been sixteen and left barely enough money to get them through the month so he and Sam had lived out of the Impala for a while. He'd taken some of the money to get them a membership at the local YMCA, it had showers that you could access at any time of the day or night as long as you had the membership card. It had cost over $200 bucks for one membership but him and Sammy had used it together and when they got caught, the guy running the place had turned a blind eye to them.
He still called the guy, Sonny, every once in a while to see how he was.
As he pulled into the drive he couldn't help the sigh of relief that escaped as he saw Sammy's car in the driveway. He parked beside it and got out, nearly running into the house, a smile on his face.
"Daddy!"
Dean bent down and scooped up Emma with a huge smile on his face. "How's my little girl?"
"I'm not little Daddy, I'm nine!"
Dean smiled, "Oh, so does that mean you're getting too big for piggy back rides?"
"No!" She yelled, pouting, "I'm not a big girl either."
"Then you're just my little princess." Dean said, leaning in and kissing her forehead.
"You're great with her Dean."
Dean looked up to see Jess standing there watching them and he bowed, holding onto Emma as he leaned down enough for her hair to brush the floor and to hear her giggles. "Well, I had to raise your boyfriend so it's not like I didn't have practice." He grinned.
"I heard that Dean."
Dean smiled wider as Sam walked around the corner from the kitchen, "Ah, there's my baby brother!"
He put Emma on the floor and handed her the flowers, "Why don't you go give these to auntie Jess?"
Emma giggled and took them, running over to Jess and grabbing her hand, pulling her into the kitchen.
"Bitch."
"Jerk."
Dean grinned and wrapped his arms around Sam in a brotherly hug. "How's life baby bro?"
"It's going pretty good. I've already gotten a job offer for once I finish at Stanford." Sam said with a smile, "Doesn't look like you're going to be losing me or Jess any time soon."
"Oh?"
"Yeah, the job offer is in Kansas City so Jess and I will only be a short drive away." Sam explained.
Dean grabbed Sam and pulled him into a tight hug, "That's great Sammy."
"Knew you'd be happy to hear that." Sam said, "Now come on, let's get some grub. I'm starving."
"No rabbit food man. I can't survive on that." Dean said, pointing at Sam.
Sam rolled his eyes, "Whatever."
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It was a few days later when Sam showed up at the shop for the first time.
Dean couldn't remember Sam ever having been in the shop when John had ran it and when he got back two years ago Sam had been at Stanford.
"Samuel, good to see ya around our neck of the woods." Benny said, smiling as he slapped Sam's back.
Sam shook his head, "It's Sam, Benny, thought I told you that."
"Yeah but why would I listen to ya when calling ya Samuel gets ya all riled up?" Benny said, laughing.
"Guys, head's up!" Ash said, tossing Benny and Sam a beer, "Good to see ya still got your hard earned reflexes."
Dean rolled his eyes as he finished replacing the spark plugs on a customer's 2012 Charger. He wiped some stray grease off on his rag and chuckled, "Guys, we still have customers today."
"Well, Sam's here now so he can help, maybe we can get off work early today." Ash said, kicking his feet up on the table and taking a swig of his PBR.
"Actually, I came here to ask Dean something." Sam said, scratching the back of his head.
Dean frowned, "Come on, we can talk in the office."
Sam followed Dean into the office and took the seat across from Dean's chair. As Dean sat down Sam started talking, "Dean, I'm going to ask Jess to marry me."
Dean smiled, "Fina-fucking-ly! It's taken you forever!"
Sam rolled his eyes at Dean's exuberance. "Look, I was going to take her for a picnic to ask her. I was wondering where you got those flowers because she loved them and I'm wanting to get her some more."
Dean grinned widely, "Sammy, I'll take you there myself, hell, I'll even pay for them!"
Sam smiled, "Thanks Dee."
Dean's smile got even wider, Sam hadn't called him that in years and it felt good hearing it, "No problem little brother."
They walked out of the office and Dean hollered at Benny, "Hey, I'm gonna take my break early! Sammy's finally gonna propose so we're gonna go across the street to get flowers."
Benny chuckled, "And probably so ya can check out that fine shop owner too." At Dean's glare Benny raised his hands, "Fine with me brother, and take your time."
As they walked out the door Sam looked at Dean, "You have a thing for the shop owner?"
Dean blushed, "I do not! Benny's just saying things. Ignore him."
Sam chuckled as they ran across the street and walked into the shop.
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Castiel was flipping through a bridal magazine when he heard the bell over the door ring. Claire was back at school so his slow hours were kind of boring and it was getting close to bridal season. Since the wedding he had been making bouquets for was over he had nothing to do.
When he saw Dean he stood up and smiled, "Hello Dean."
"Hey Cas!" Dean said, grinning, "This is my brother, Sammy."
"It's Sam." Sam said, rolling his eyes.
"Well, it's nice to meet you Sam. How can I help you both?" Cas asked.
"Sammy's proposing! Finally! So he's needing some flowers."
"This is for… Jess, was it?" Cas asked, walking over to the freesia. "Dean said that freesia was her favorite so perhaps we can use that in the bouquet? Are there any that she's allergic to?"
"Uh… she doesn't like daisies?" Sam said, scratching the back of his head.
Cas laughed, "I could see why, next to a freesia, daisies are quite underwhelming but I find when paired with the right flower they are quite nice. Is there a price range that you are shooting for or anything in particular you have in mind?"
"Not really. Whatever you think would work with the freesia." Dean said, nudging Sam as he went to say a price range, "And besides, this is going to be an engagement present for her."
"Oh, all right then, I suppose we could do freesia and honeysuckle, that way there's a nice smell to mingle with the freesia, and perhaps Jacob's ladder could go in there. What was her opinion on the fressia and lily mix?"
"Oh, she loved it." Sam said, smiling.
Castiel smiled back, "That's good. Then perhaps we could go with fressia, some lilies, and perhaps alstroemeria instead. Perhaps a pink rose in the middle and some eucalyptus just for some greenness. I feel like that would look good. The rose will give it a nice bright pop of color."
"Sounds great," Dean said, "How'd you get into this stuff anyways?"
Castiel paused as he was putting the flowers together, "I suppose it started with my mother. She loved flowers and I was the only one willing to help her with the garden. It sort of took off after that considering I met my late wife at a florist convention. I suppose I kept it up in their memory, and Claire enjoys it, no matter how much she complains about it." He said, smiling as he slid the arrangement over to Sam, "That will be $30.75."
Dean took the money out of his wallet and handed Castiel 35, "Keep the change, these are perfect. Now we just have to hope Sammy doesn't mess it up!" He laughed.
Castiel chuckled as Sam punched Dean's shoulder. "Jerk."
"Bitch. Well, see ya, Cas, thanks for the flowers." Dean said with a grin. "If you ever need something done to your car feel free to come over and ask for me, I'll even give you a free oil change."
Castiel smiled, "Thank you, Dean."
Dean blushed and punched Sam as he started laughing, "It's no problem, besides, you're helping my baby brother finally get hitched so it's worth it."
Sam laughed again and dodged Dean as his brother tried to pull him into a head lock, "Nice meeting you Cas!"
"You too Sam." Castiel said, waving as the brothers left.
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"You like him." Sam teased as they walked back to the shop.
Dean rolled his eyes, fighting down his blush, "Shut it Sammy."
"You have a crush on the flower guy." Sam said, laughing, "That's adorable."
Dean sighed, "Just go and propose to your girlfriend. Also, you think you could pick up Emma today? We have a car coming later today and it's gonna need all three of us to get it fixed up. The dude's paying us extra to get it done tonight."
Sam nodded, "Sure. Will they let me pick her up?"
"Well, usually it's Ash or Benny picking her up. Just tell them that there's something holding Benny and Ash at the shop and you were the only one we could spare. They'll understand." Dean explained, shrugging.
Sam sighed, "You haven't told anyone that Emma's your kid yet, have you?"
"Aside from the guys, Bobby, Ellen, Jo, and you and Jess, no, I haven't. I don't want them learning that she's that idiots grandchild, they already judge me because of John, no reason she should be too. Besides, they've never met and she wouldn't understand." Dean said, frowning before looking back at Sam, "Go and woo your fiancée Sammy, and if you mess it up I'm kicking your ass back to Stanford."
Sam grinned, "Alright, see ya Dean!"
Dean waved as his little brother took off before going back into the shop, he had an engine to repair.
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"Alright guys, I'm done for the night." Dean said as he wiped his hands off on a grease rag. He had finished the engine repair after five hours and Benny had already finished beating out the few dents and helping Ash tape the areas off for a touch up. All that was left was a quick look over and they could all leave for the night.
"Go get cleaned up Dean, we can finish things here. Besides, ya gotta go and pester that brother of yours, make sure he got it right." Benny said, smacking Dean on the back.
Dean grinned, "Thanks guys, bitch hasn't called me all day today."
"Hey, boy's probably just wanting to tell you in person." Ash said, "Now get out of here and give Jess a kiss for me will ya?"
"Dude, that's my sister." Dean said, pulling a face while Ash and Benny laughed. He rolled his eyes and turned to the door, "I'll tell them you guys are happy for them, that work?"
"Yup!" They replied as Dean walked out of the shop.
The outside of the shop was still brightly lit even though it was nearly six thirty, summer time in Kansas tended to do that. There wasn't any cars around other than the Impala and Benny and Ash's vehicles. HE walked over to the impala and unlocked it.
"Winchester."
Dean turned around just as the first round was fired, clipping him in the side. Dean hissed and looked up, "Gordon, what are you doing round here? There's still a bounty out on you."
Gordon smirked, "After killing your daddy I realized that I wanted the whole set. After that conversation I heard in there I'm guessin your brother's got him a girl. Gonna be real fun killing her in front of him."
Dean grimaced as he grabbed the knife he had strapped to his lower back, "I'm not gonna let that happen Gordon."
"Well, it won't matter seeing how you'll be dead." He fired another two rounds, hitting Dean in the shoulder and hip.
Dean yelled and dropped down to his knee, gripping his shoulder as he glared up at Gordon, "That's not going to happen."
With the last bit of energy he had he pushed himself up, using the momentum to stab Gordon in the chest, twisting the knife, "See you in Hell."
Gordon dropped to the ground, blood bubbling up past his lips as Dean fell back against the impala. He was going to have to fix the holes left by the bullets when he woke up, he thought as his vision tinted grey at the edges.
The last thing he saw was Benny walking out the door and shouting before he passed out.
::Sorry for any editing errors::