Samuel Winchester made some bad choices in his life... One of them being the day he decided he would join Dean at a bar.
"Hey, Sammy!" Dean shouted from the other side of the motel room.
"Yeah?" He asked quietly.
"It's been a long day, I'm gonna go for a drink. You coming?"
It'd been awhile since Sam had gone into a bar or anything of the sorts. So he figured why not. With a nod he followed Dean. By the time Sam got in the impala beside Dean, his brother had music on, and his flask in hand. Honestly, the most bothering thing Dean did while driving was drink. But hey, they were on their way to a bar anyways. Dean pulled the Car up the curb. Carelessly tossing the flask back onto the seat before stumbling towards the door.
Sam followed him silently. He figured he could get research done so he brought his trusty laptop. He set it out on the bar counter. Beginning research on what they thought was a shapeshifter. Within five minutes Dean had managed to get a girl drinking with him. While Sam himself was being bombarded with questions by a young woman with uncombed hair and bad breath.
"Come on Darling, this ones on me!" The woman set a tall glass in front of him. "I put something else in there, should be a real kicker!"
Sam just stared at her before nodding. "Thank you, that's very kind."
He didn't even look up, just mindlessly typed and read. He found himself sipping at the drink. He found himself enjoying it. He was finding it extermly hard to focus on the article. His vision blurred. He got irritated and went to find dean so they could leave. Dean was cornering some poor girl up against the pool table.
"Dean can we go...please?" Sam said in a small voice.
"Sure Sammy."
Sam and Dean collected their stuff and headed out to the impala. Dean was about to get in the drivers seat when Sam stoped him. "Dean you are not driving, you can barely stand!"
"Yeah your probably right." It was so unlike Dean to not put up a fight. Sam took Dean's place as driver. He was so out of it he had problems getting the key in the egnition. Once the car started Sam eased it out of between the horrible parking of two other cars. He got it out of the parking lot and into the motel parking lot. He was slowly backing the car up when he felt a crack and the creaking of metal. The thought occured he crashed Dean's car. Dean was out the door before him. He laughed at the tiny tree he backed into.
"That trees shorter than you!" He slurred.
...and the tiny tree Dean had just declared harmless fell forward and crashed into the top of the impala.
"Dean, I might have crashed your girlfriend..." Sam admitted nervously rubbing his chin.
"SAM!"