AN: These are stories that just popped in my head, based off a dream I had, or ideas I got from Tumblr. Reviews are welcomed. :)
Disclaimer: I do not own Supernatural or it's characters.
Putting Dean's Worries to Rest
It was Wednesday night and we were in Utah for a hunt. We still weren't sure what exactly was terrorizing this small town but it wasn't good. Five people have gone missing in the matter of weeks.
We were staying in a small motel called Silent Nights, but it hasn't been silent at all. We couldn't get two separate rooms because there was only one room left. Luckily it was a double bedded room so Sam got one bed while Dean and I got the other.
I was getting ready for bed, I was already dressed in my PJ's, now I was just brushing my teeth in the bathroom. The bathroom door was open and I was able to see part of the "living room". It had a couch, love seat, and a TV on an old looking stand.
I could only see part of Sam's lap top as he sat on the love seat, because the wall near the hall to the front door obstructed my view. Dean was standing in front of Sam with his arms crossed. I was listening in on their conversation and Sam was trying to explain to Dean how much he and I were alike.
"We are nothing alike, Sammy," Dean said shaking his head.
"You two are so much alike you can't even see it. I mean you both love rock and she doesn't even get annoyed at you playing the same albums over and over. You two are almost always mimicking each other's facial expressions and body gestures. You two are almost always quoting something, it's really crazy. It's almost like you're the same person accept for your physical appearances," Sam said.
Sam had a point, but I don't see it. I spit out my toothpaste and washed my mouth with water.
"You're forgetting something Sam, she doesn't like pie. I love pie," Dean said with a smirk.
"Oh yeah one little thing, at least she likes your other greasy food," Sam said.
I spit out the water and wiped my mouth off. I stuck my toothbrush back in the holder and listened to the rest of the conversation.
"Yeah, yeah, whatever Sammy. It doesn't prove anything," Dean said with a glare.
"I guess, but I guess that's why you two are such a cute couple. At least she won't steal your pie," Sam said with a chuckle.
"Oh God. You're such a Bitch," Dean said with a groan.
"Jerk," Sam said.
"I'm going out," Dean said while grabbing his brown leather jacket off the back of the couch.
"All right," Sam said.
As Dean was coming this way I shut off the light and walked over to him.
"Where you going?" I asked Dean.
"Out," he said with a serious face.
"Oh," is all I said.
I understood if he needed to get out for a while and get a drink at a local bar. I'd go with him but I wouldn't be much of a drinking buddy since I'm not legal yet, but I'd be an awesome designated driver. Like he'd let me touch baby especially with my barely existent driving record.
"I'll be back soon. Have fun hanging out with Sammy," Dean said in a mocking tone. "Dean," I said in seriousness.
"What?" he said looking away from me towards the living room.
"You know you're the only guy for me. Don't be like this," I said to him.
We have been in a little bit of a bumpy part in our relationship and Sam and I have been having lots of brother/sister moments, but I didn't think Dean would think anything of it.
"I know," Dean said with a sigh and slight frown on his lips.
I went on my tippy toes and embraced Dean over the shoulder with my right arm. He quickly wrapped his left arm around my waist holding me against him. I took my left hand and gently but firmly gripped his face and turned him towards me.
"Then show me," I said to him with my face inches from his looking into his emerald eyes.
He leaned in the rest of the way and kissed my lips. I kissed him back, first it was just two slow but quick kisses. Then the third turned into a long make out session with him holding me tightly to his body.
Those kisses left my lips tingling and knowing that Dean was quite possibly the man I loved, even if he couldn't see it yet.
