I could have never imagined that I might fall in love with that guy... okay he saved my life, but still... he is the town's drunk... I'm a sheriff... and yet... he's the most awesome guy I know. He is reading something in Japanese... while I cook for us... He is able to talk Japanese... how awesome is that... He even knows Latin!
I'm comfortable around him. I don't need words around him, I'm just fine with sitting beside him, cooking for him or just being there...
"If this is another drunken call, while ya're driving... I'm gonna hit..." Bobby answers his phone, making me turn around. "Seriously... ya're sober... how comes? Is Sam with you again?"
I smile... he's talking with Dean. He's sounding gruff, but being around him this often I learned what is really was... affection...
"Awesome... tell the idgit that next time he wants to leave yar sorry ass he is supposed to stay in touch with me." Bobby smiles a little. "So... did he get rid of yar alcohol stock?"
"Remind me to send him a gift basket." Bobby chuckles, before he glances at me, still smiling. "That's none of yar business." And suddenly I've got a feeling that he's talking about me. "Watch yar mouth... ya call me old man again, I'm gonna show ya what this old man is capable of."
"Oh... for god's sake... give me yar brother." Bobby says harshly but I can see his fond smile. "Hey Sam... ya're putting up with yar brother? Don't just leave again, kiddo... you scared us." There is a brief silence, before Bobby sighs. "Lucifer paid a visit this week?"... "Yeah thought so... Sam... it was a damn stupid idea to leave..." ... "I know... Sam... he might be a pain, but he means well, you know that right?" Bobby smiles a little tipping his right forefinger against the book. "Alright take care, bye guys."
With that he hangs up. I grin at him. "It's a pity that you don't have kids of your own." I tell him, sitting across of him.
"Nah... They're way too annoying..." He chuckles, but I can see the lie in his face.
"Okay... You're hungry?" I stand up again to fetch the food.
"Yeah... starving." Bobby nods.
After a few minutes of sitting together in silence, Bobby's cell rings again. Taking a look at the small display, Bobby smiles affectionately, before he turns back to the plate in front of him. "I don't even need kids of my own, I already have some."
Immediately I wish he would kiss me again.
