Ok, so here is the sequel to Guardian Angel! I'm really excited about this story, I wont be updating as much as I did with Guardian because school is starting but I'l do my best. Also this will be a more relation centered story rather then events or a hunt.
Disclaimer: I do not own Supernatural
Hannah was in a fighting stance, waiting for the Demon to crash the door down. Sam and Dean were behind her, drawing a demon trap. They could hear the Demon coming and they were waiting for it to find the right door. When it did the brothers weren't quite done with the trap yet, Hannah used her powers to block the door for the few moments they needed. With a shout, Dean told her they were ready and she let the Demon in. He was a big guy, probably used to be a security guard, even as a human he would have been tough to deal with, but the brothers worked together and were soon able to take care of the threat that had been bothering the small northeastern town. Lightning flashed in the Demon's eyes as he fell to the floor, a job well done. The trio gathered their things and walked to the impala. They fell into an easy lineup, Sam one side of Hannah and Dean on the other, it had become a natural thing to keep her in the middle, she had turned into the center of their lives. Dean popped the trunk and Sam took the bag from the woman he considered his sister, Hannah leaned in through the backseat window and retrieved a sandwich for each of the boys and they fell into the usual routine. She climbed into her spot, the center of the backseat, and the boys crawled into the front.
Dean turned the radio to a rap station, Sam rolled his eyes and stared out the window. Dean didn't particularly like rap music but it was a game that he and Hannah played, whoever asked to turn the station first lost and the winner got to chose the music, classic rock for Dean and 1940's swing music for Hannah, and they would see how long it took. Hannah was having a good day, so she was content to to ignore the music and wait for Dean to give in, which he did, and put in the big band tape. She grinned as her triumph fill the air, Sam shook his head. He knew they were keeping score and he also knew that Dean was winning. It had only taken four songs for Dean to change genres, the longest they had gone was an hour and a half before Sam had turned off the radio altogether. No one spoke, except for Hannah who was softly singing along with the music, they were all tired, content, but tired. The more and more time they spent with Hannah the more at peace they felt, their lives weren't easier, but they felt a calm from her presence.
The hunters were about two days from home, so they decided to push through the night and switch off drivers, stopping tomorrow night at a motel. Around 2 am Hannah took the wheel, Sam had been surprised at easily Hannah had been able to convince Dean to teach her to drive. The 'winning' argument had been the fact that Hannah didn't need to sleep so she would be able to take the late night/early morning shift while the brothers slept, but Sam knew better. A few days before Hannah had brought up that argument Dean had seen her in the drivers seat and liked how she looked sitting behind the wheel of his baby. Dean was now shotgun, while Sam was asleep in the backseat, it was still early, Dean had just woken up, and he was watching Hannah as she drove. She was mouthing the words to the nearly silent radio and he couldn't help the easy smile that formed as she danced in her seat.
Dean had come to terms with their relationship, he still loved her, but from afar and convinced himself that he treated her as if she was his sister, Sam and Kevin were not believers. Even though the other men saw through Dean's cover, Hannah was perfectly happy believing she was just one of the guys.
It took Hannah the remainder of that song and most of the next before she noticed that Dean was watching her, when she did, she hammed up the lip singing, causing a soft chuckle from the man next to her. He was glad that she felt comfortable with them, that she felt safe enough to goof off and have fun. As she dramatically sang along with the radio he marveled at the difference between that Hannah he was watching dancing in the driver seat to the Hannah that struck fear into those who crossed her, or those she watched over. He had seen her wield her sword with such skill that she could take a single layer of skin off of her enemy, not that she did that most the time, but she was able too. He had only seen her truly angry a few times, but those were enough to know that he never wanted to get on her bad side.
Dean let her drive until they found a gas station. After they filled up the impala and the center seat with food, they hit the road again all in their respective seats. Easy conversation filled the air as soft rock played in the background. Hannah and Sam picked up a familiar argument of historical facts that Hannah would win because she claimed that she has been around for hundreds of years and saw the event take place. Sam would sulk for a bit before trying again. This would take place till he found an event that had been recorded close enough to the actually happenings that Hannah would let Sam win and he would smirk happily while he glanced out the window. Dean would half listen, simply happy with good natured debate taking place. Hannah and Sam had a special relationship, Dean wouldn't necessarily call it a mother/son relationship but at the same time it was more then a brother/sister relationship. Due to the fact that Sam had grown up without a mother Hannah had watched over him as best she could in her true form, but now that she was able to actually interact with him, she took the definition of guardian to a new level.
Hannah had also taken Kevin under her wings. After the fall of the angels, Kevin stayed with Sam and Dean, and when they brought Hannah home with them to continue her duty of Guardian Angel of the Winchesters, she included Kevin as one of her charges. He was more then happy to stay and join the odd group, but even though the four of them were sometimes dysfunctional, they were now family.
The family was driving through one of the eastern states, none of them really knew which one, as they headed toward Kansas. The car had grown quite, the conversations had stopped as each stared out a window. It was a comfortable silence, the radio played and they were content to listen to the tunes and enjoy the endless corn fields.
It was mid afternoon before Dean looked back and saw Hannah lying on her back. She was looking up at the ceiling of the impala and was quiet, but this wasn't a good quiet, this was a something-is-up-and-I-don't-want-to-bring-it-up-bu t-I-want-someone-to-notice type of quiet. Dean silently reached over and smacked Sam's leg, getting his attention. He jerked his head toward the backseat, Sam glanced back and frowned. He tried to figure out why Hannah would be upset, no one had gotten seriously hurt, they job was done, they were going home and she was going to see Sergeant again. Things were going well, except, Sam looked down at his phone for the date, June 17. He sighed and showed Dean the date. Dean's slightly worried expression turned sour at the date. It was the anniversary of the restoration of the angels and Cas's leaving.
Most day's loving Hannah was as easy as breathing, he didn't even thing about it, they would tease each other, he would flirt and she would, one and a while, teasingly flirt back before she burst into laughter, which Dean loved to hear. But then there were day's like today where he was blatantly reminded why he never pursued a relationship with her, because as long as she loved Cas, she would be his girl and Dean would not go after his best friends woman.
Sam saw the face and sighed. He just wished that Dean would make a move. Cas had left so that Dean could date Hannah, but he refused. At first Sam understood Dean's reasoning, but it was starting to get ridiculous, Dean just needed to man up and ask her out. Although, Sam wasn't sure what Hannah would say to that question. He and Kevin had stayed up at night discussing Dean's predicament and both were in agreement that they would work well together, they already did, but neither knew how Hannah would take the question, they both hoped that she would be slightly shocked then ecstatically make Dean the happiest man in the world. But when they approached him with their plan it was shot down, rather colorfully.
The quiet in the car had turned uncomfortable and it stayed that way until they found a motel. The two rooms were payed for and the familiar routine was executed without talking. Instead of joining the guys, Hannah disappeared into her room and for the first time in a while Dean left to find a nearby bar, leaving Sam alone.