Disclaimer: I do not own any rights to Supernatural or any of the characters…
I'm just having some fun with the year no one seems to care about between Season 5 and 6
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Summary: "I didn't know where else to go." "Come inside ya idjit…"
There's a few curses so I'm rating T
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Bobby had been sitting back in his comfortable chair, the scotch sloshing in its glass as he brought it to his lips. It was half celebration and half mourning. They'd saved the world from the Apocalypse, but at the price of the younger of the Winchester brothers.
The doorbell went off and he blinked at the sound before getting up. He hadn't expected Dean to come back, at least not yet, if he ever did. "Cas?" Bobby asked over the downpour outside, blinking at the drowned rat of a man standing in front of him.
"No… Castiel is… gone. I didn't know where else to go."
"Well come inside ya idjit before you drown!"
Jimmy was shivering as he was drug into the warm house. "Dean's phone's been disconnected. I would have called to ask if it's okay but Castiel doesn't have your number in his phone."
"Shut up, ya don't need ta apologize. Go upstairs and get dried off and warmed up before ya catch cold!"
That's all it took for the old hunter to accept Jimmy into his home and life.
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"Jim! Give me a hand with this thing!" Jimmy heard a few familiar curses and rolled his eyes as he headed toward Bobby's voice. "God damnit!" there was a loud crash just before and Jimmy rushed over to see Bobby pinned under what looked like a piece of engine. "Jim! Get this damn thing offa me!"
"Bobby, hold on," Jimmy rushed over, kneeling to see the old hunter's leg and right hip pinned.
"I think my leg's broken," Bobby growled as he tried his best to rock the heavy weight off him. "Help me."
"Okay… okay," Jimmy crouched down, gripping the metal weight and, expecting to barely budge it, lifted with all his strength. Both gaped as the engine flew a good 4 feet up and quite a few more than that away from them. "Uh," was all that sounded from Jimmy's throat as he stared at the now crumpled metal before getting drug back to reality by Bobby grabbing his arm.
"Little help here?"
Jimmy shook off his stunned expression, "Yes… of course." He never knew Bobby weighed so little when he picked the man up so easily and got him into the car to head for the hospital.
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"Two months? I'm stuck in this damn thing for 2 months? How the hell am I supposed to work like this?" Jimmy just helped the ranting hunter out of the car, holding out a crutch, flinching when Bobby grabbed it and started clopping toward the house.
"Quit yer bitchin' already! I'll take care of the damn yard and phones, you sit down and keep your leg up like the doctor said…"
Bobby jerked to a stop, clip clopping his crutches until he could see the stern look on Jimmy's face. "You've been ridden by an angel, nearly killed, lived through the apocalypse and yer just now gonna grow a pair?"
"Hey, figured I'd start with one grumpy old thick headed SOB and work my way up."
Bobby blinked, the smirk creeping across his face undeniable as he chuckled at the frail looking man crossing his arms and glaring worthy of making Castiel think twice. "Kid, you've been hangin' 'round here too long." A single blink and he raised his fingers on his crutches as a form of surrender, "Alright, I'm going, but yer making cobbler tonight."
"Fair enough," Jimmy laughed as he held the door open for the clopping hunter.
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Bobby rested back in his chair, leg up just as told, humming contently as he finished the last bite of the best peach cobbler he'd ever had. "Jim, if you were a woman, I'd marry you," was said when Jimmy came back to retrieve the dishes.
"I live in your house, I cook your food… Hell, I clean your study when I can't stand to walk face first into the cobwebs anymore… We're not married?" Bobby was laughing as Jimmy smiled and left the room. "I draw the line at laundry, you can do your own damn laundry," was called from the next room, making Bobby laugh harder.
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Bobby wobbled on his crutches, trying to get up the stairs after a few weeks of being stuck downstairs on the creaky old couch. "Careful," Jimmy was suddenly behind him when he lost his balance, a hand against his back keeping the old hunter from tumbling backward. "Can I pass you up?" Bobby made it to the landing and Jimmy nodded his thanks as he bypassed him and whistled on his way up.
"Boy, gonna tie a bell on you!"
Jimmy laughed, "Gonna have to catch me first."
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The first time Jimmy started losing chunks of time, it spooked him. "Jim! Hey! Little help down here?" It seemed like all he'd done was blink and 3 hours had gone by. "Yo, princess! Wake the hell up, don't make me gimp my ass up there or ya ain't gonnna like it!"
"Sorry, Bobby, must have spaced, what do you need?"
The second time, he got a huge reality check when he walked into the kitchen to start dinner and was suddenly looking around the junkyard, blinking down at his pale trench coat and dark suit. "Castiel?" He chook it off and went inside to get changed. He never did learn how much time he'd lost that day, Bobby just kept eyeing him as if he'd slipped holy water into his drink.
The next time Jimmy 'woke up' from one of his spells, he was in pain. "Fuck!" he fell back, thanking God for small favors when it was a bed he landed on and not the hard floor. "What the hell happened?"
"Jimmy?"
Dean's voice, at least he thought it was, "Yeah... Why do I feel like I got thrown into a trash compactor?"
"Because Cas went out the window…"
"Did I fall into a garbage truck by chance?"
"My car," the voice had him sitting up regardless of the pain. Sam Winchester was standing there, staring at him. "Yeah, I'm alive."
Jimmy's back finally gave out on him and he fell to the bed again. "Happy for ya… I really am. Castiel, you dick! You coulda fixed me before you left!" Dean and Sam both blinked at him before laughing as he turned and twisted. The laughing stopped when his spine gave sickening cracks as the muscles and bones loosened. "Okay," Jimmy sat back up, his neck snapping loud enough to make both hunters wince and grimace at him. "Can someone tell me what the fuck Cas is doing high jacking my body without my knowledge?"
"We… ran across the staff of Moses… and kinda needed a second opinion."
Jimmy just frowned and blinked at the brothers, "The staff of Moses?" Sighing and rubbing both hands over his face, he stood and stretched, "Well… If yer gonna need Cas dropping in and out, I need to call Bobby and tell him I'm gonna be with you guys."
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Once Jimmy had finished explaining as best he could to Bobby what was going on. "No, don't touch it, leave it alone until 7 pm. Then you can eat… Bobby, don't make me come over there," laughter from the other side of the connection. "Seriously, leave it alone otherwise you'll have beef chewing gum. Alright… Yeah, yeah, love you too 'honey'," Dean was blinking at him while Sam was laughing. "What? He started it; calling me sweetheart…" Jimmy chuckled and rubbed his eyes, "I've been around Bobby too long, huh?"
"Uh huh," they agreed.
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Author's Corner
Alright, for now this is complete! YAY! -cheering in the background- LOL yeah yeah quiet down... I'll probably add more as Season 6 plays on and I get more comfortable with it. This just popped into my head yesterday and I decided to share it with the fandom sooo... This is my first actual fic finished for this fandom even though I've poked at it a couple of times. Hope you enjoy! Feel free to alert for this cuz I know it's gonna continue eventually