Disclaimer: I do not own Supernatural or any of its characters, I do however own Misty and Bailey
I've had the idea for this story for a good long while and it's been sitting in my WordPad for a couple months. So here it is!
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Misty hummed to herself as she started a pot of coffee.
"Misty Mae Remington, what the Hell do you think you're doing?!" Bobby yelled surprising Misty, causing her to jump and coffee grounds to fly everywhere.
Turning around and placing her hands on her hips Misty shot daggers at him. "Jesus Chrysler! What the Hell, you should know better than to walk up on a hunter like that, Bobbert. I was just making coffee, you know, the stuff that keeps me pretty and happy?"
"'Hunter'." Bobby rolled his eyes. "I meant where are your clothes?"
Misty looked down at her bra and boyshort underwear and shrugged. "My clothes are in the wash, I ran out of fresh things. I mean, I could take these off too if it bothers you to look at a bra." With that she started to shrug the strap off her shoulder.
The low whistle that sounded through the room cause Misty to freeze. "Either you can throw your whistles--which makes you a creepy old man Bobbert, by the way. Or there's someone in the house."
Bobby went to open his mouth but got interrupted by someone else. "Please, don't stop on my account. I myself particularly hate to look at bras."
"Oh? Is that so?" Misty asked the man that moved forward a bit.
"They just--look so uncomfortable, I'd hate to put you through that." He said.
"Oh," Misty nodded. "So you're doing this for my own good?"
He smirked and nodded his head. "Oh definitely."
"Boy." Broke through the small talk. "You bite your tongue, Dean Winchester."
Dean froze and turned to look at Bobby. "I didn't know you could pick up chicks that hot."
"Oh gross!" Misty gagged. "You were so hot."
Dean turned and sent a smirk and wink at her.
"That was until you opened your mouth." She told him.
"Sam, Dean, this is my daughter, Nancy Drew." Bobby introduced us, stressing the word 'daughter'.
"You named your daughter Nancy Drew?" Sam asked this time, kicked puppy look in his eyes as he tried not to look at Misty in her underwear.
Misty turned when the coffee maker beeped, Bobby moving to stand behind her when Dean's wandering eyes went straight to her bottom. "No, my father just has a sick sense of humor."
After pouring herself a cup of coffee she went to move to shake their hands and rolled her eyes when Bobby moved with her, so she pushed him out of the way. "I'm Misty Remington."
"Remington?" Dean's brow arched. "I thought you were Bobby's daughter?"
"I am. I just chose to take my Mother's last name." She told him and took a sip of her coffee and watched as Bobby started looking through a book on the other side of the kitchen.
Misty just shook her head as Dean's eyes wandered up and down her body but she was a little shocked to find Sam staring at her.
"Nice, huh? They're real." Sam's eyes just went down to the top of her underwear line. "Hey buddy, if you're gonna stare, at least keep them up here." She pointed to her breasts.
Sam jumped when Dean clapped him on the back and blushed. "Sorry. I was just noticing your tattoo."
"Tattoo?!" Came Bobby's reaction as he stomped across the kitchen to her.
"It's just a tiny butterfly." She said and pulled down the band of her boyshorts to show him the small butterfly on her hipbone, Dean biting his lip as he watched.
Bobby's nostrils started to flare but Dean broke in. "Wait a minute, that looks familiar."
"That's because I have the exorcism written in it as the design." I shrugged.
"Smart girl." Dean smiled and Bobby had a look of what Misty would call proud for a moment before it left. "How did you fit it all in that small butterfly?" Misty shrugged as he reached out to touch it, getting his hand smacked roughly by Bobby.
"I still don't like the tattoo." He said.
Misty rolled her eyes and started to leave the room when the dryer dinged, cringing when she heard Bobby curse at Dean and the sound of someone getting slapped in the back of the head. "Don't hurt the poor guy, Bobbert."
"Stop calling me Bobbert!" He called after her.
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Misty climbed from her car, dropping her car keys as she did so. Rolling her eyes and thinking back to the time she dropped them down the grate in Chicago that time...yeah, Bailey will never let her live that one down. She sighed as she bent over to pick them up.
"Well, well, well." Dean gave a whistle. "You are just all about giving me the best 'hello's, aren't you?"
Misty grinned and stood back up, pulling her jean mini skirt down as it had slid up a bit when she bent over. Dean grinned at her and then looked down at her tattoo. The top of it just peeking out from between her skirt that hung low on her hips and her form fitting Leonard Skynryd shirt that stopped just a bit below her navel. Misty closed the door to her car and she and Sam started for the bar, stopping and turning when they heard Dean's in-take of breath.
"Sexy, sexy." Dean said as he ran his hand along her car, Misty walking back over to him.
"Sexy car to go with sexy girl?" She asked pouting out her lip then smiling and winking. "Plus, it's the sexiest Demon you'll ever see."
Dean shook his head with a smile on his face. "Wanna get married?"
Misty laughed and headed inside the bar and spotting her cousin, Bailey, at a table, Dean and Sam following. Well--more like Dean following, Sam telling him to leave the poor girl alone and stay out of her business. Dean of course not listening.
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"10 bucks says she has her tongue down Dean's throat in like 5 minutes." Bailey leaned across the table to tell Sam.
They looked up to the bar to see Misty smiling and flirting with a guy standing next to her, Dean on the other side of her trying to get her attention focused on him.
Sam arched a brow and smiled. "Looks like an easy 10 bucks for me."
Sure enough when they looked up five minutes later Misty and Dean were locked in a very heated kiss. Sam sighing and pulling his wallet from his back pocket and handing her 10 dollars, Sam mumbling something about girls being weird.
"No," Bailey shrugged. "it's just Misty's strategy to get the guy. She likes playing hard to get a bit."
Sam's mouth fell agape. "You hustled me."
Bailey smiled and shook her head. "No, no. You just don't..."
She trailed off and they both looked up when they heard Misty's giggle to see her and Dean hurry out the door.
"You want a ride back to your place?" Bailey asked in a dry tone, knowing they'd been ditched.
"Yeah." Sam nodded grabbing his laptop. "Thanks."
When they pulled up to Bobby's house and got out they were both shocked.
"Umm, this is where I'm staying." Bailey said.
"I'm staying here to." Sam said a little uncomfortably.
When the front door opened Bailey smiled and flung herself at Bobby.
"Uncle Bobby!" She smiled.
Sam stood there with a weird look on his face and mouthed the words, 'Uncle Bobby?!' to himself.
"Where's Misty?" Bobby smiled as he and Bailey departed from their hug, when he noticied the weird and uncomfortable looks on Sam and Bailey's faces he asked, "Where's Dean?!"
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"God, you're amazing." Dean breathed heavily as he collapsed on top of Misty, her breathing heavily as well.
Misty smiled and kissed his sweaty temple. "Thanks. You're not so bad yourself, hot shot."
Dean grinned and pressed a kiss to her ear as she lightly scraped her fingernails up and down his back. "Hot shot? I like that."
Misty just giggled and started to kiss along his neck and jaw.
"You're gonna get me going again." He whispered hotly against her ear.
"Good." She smiled and captured his mouth in a steamy kiss, groaning when her cell phone rang.
"Let it go." He whispered against her lips, so she did only to have it ring three more times. Dean finally pulled away and fetched her phone and handed it to her, climbing back on top of her and kissing across her neck as she answered.
Her breath hitched as she asked, "Yeah?"
"You get your ass back here and I mean now." Her Father's angry voice boomed through the phone.
"Shit!" Misty sat up so quickly and with such a force that it made Dean fall off the side of the hotel bed they were in and to the floor with a loud thud.
Bobby nodded as he paced the living room of his house quickly. "Oh yes, that will definitely hit the fan when you get here."
"Dad, I--"
"Get dressed, get in the car, and get here now." He boomed again.
Misty nodded and got up, hurrying around while pulling her clothes on and turned to Dean, whom was still sitting on the floor rubbing his back and head. "Get dressed." She gritted out to him.
After Dean dropped her off at the bar so she could get her car and drive back to Bobby's, they pulled up front and just sat in their cars. Dean got out of the Impala and made his way over to her and opened the car door.
"Ready?" At Misty horrified look he gave a slight laugh. "How bad could it be?"
After some calming down Misty and Dean walked in the front door quietly, Bobby was there in a split second.
"You pervert!" Bobby pointed his finger at Dean, who rushed to stand behind Misty.
Sure he'd seen Bobby mad, he'd seen Bobby pissed but this--this was going to be Hell.
"Dad..." Misty started.
"No." Bobby said. "Misty Mae Remington, what the Hell were you thinking?! You had no business--"
"No business?! Bobby I am an adult!" Misty yelled.
Bobby shook his head.
"Yes, I am. You can't tell me what I can and cannot do anymore." She told him softly.
"Yeah?" Bobby nodded.
"Yes!" Misty exclaimed. "You gave up that right when I was 18 when you told me to leave if I was going to hunt!"
Bobby gave her a look of regret then looked at her then Dean with tears in his eyes and left the room, Misty going upstairs and packing her things back up. A few minutes later Misty walked back down the stairs with her bags in her hands.
"Misty..." Bobby started but she held up a hand.
"Nope," Misty told him. "I can obviously that this was a huge mistake."
Bobby followed her out the door. "Don't say that."
"No, it's true. This isn't my home anymore, it never will be." Misty shook her head and tossed her bags into the back seat. "Bye, Bobby."
With that Bobby watched as she got into her car and started down the driveway then turned to Dean.
"Watch out for her." He told him. "Let me know how she's doing."
Dean nodded then turned to Sam, who nodded as well. Soon after they got their things back into the Impala and drove down the driveway.
"She was right though, Uncle Bobby." Bailey said quietly. "She is an adult.You just have to learn to accept that she is one."
Bobby looked at her, nodded, and went back into the house.
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