Originally this story was much shorter, but I re-wrote it and I'm going to write more for this story. Feel free to let me know what you think!

Enjoy!

oh and just as a side note, Barry does not have his powers in this story.

Barry's POV

I slip on my boots and begin tying them "I don't like this" I say clearly frustrated. Sam laughs softly "Yeah, I know." I finish lacing my shoes and stand "He doesn't trust me and he definitely doesn't like me. How am I supposed to hunt if we don't get along?" I had walked across the room to pick up my jacket from where I had slung it on the back of a chair. I shrug it on as Sam speaks "You're just new to him is all. He hasn't gotten a chance to get a feel on you yet."

I roll my eyes "I've been helping you guys for almost 2 weeks now. We've been stuck in the same hotel rooms or in the same car everyday!" I was too tired to yell, but I was clearly annoyed. "Just give him more time. If you want I'll even talk to him." Sam had pulled his jacket on as well. "No… It's fine. I'll…" I sigh "I'll just give it another week." Sam nods "Okay… are you ready?" I nod and he opens the hotel door and walks out. I grab my duffel bag and follow him out.

Dean was leaning against the hood of his impala. "It's about time." He says in a gruff voice. He uncrosses his arms and slides into the driver side. "Does he have to be rude?" I ask Sam as I throw my bag into the trunk. "Come on Barry, he's joking." He patted my back and walked away. I shut the trunk and follow him. I crawl into the back and get comfortable. I have to sit in the middle otherwise I can't get comfortable.

After a few minutes Dean pulls in front of a diner. He gets out without a word and heads inside. "Come on" Sam says in a heavy tone. He gets out and moves the seat so I can do the same. We walk in together and locate Dean in the corner booth. I slide in across from him and Sam joins me. Dean doesn't talk to either of us the entire time.

It was intense and awkward once we got back into the vehicle. No one talked and at one point I had even drifted to sleep. I woke up feeling cramped and stiff. I looked out the window just in time to see a state sign. "Wait.., why are we in Michigan?" I sounded rougher than usual "I thought we were going to check out the mysterious kidnappings in Colorado."

I looked over at Sam, but he was passed out. "Yeah well I'm taking a detour." Dean replied thickly. "In Michigan? What's in Michigan?" I ask as calmly as I could muster for him. "I don't have to tell you everything, kid." He replied harshly. I grit my teeth and lean back. "You realize I'm here to help. You could at least stop being a dick." I had said it under my breath, but I knew he would hear it.

"Excuse me?" He said raising his voice "Did you seriously just call me a dick?" His voice had gotten loud enough to wake Sam up. "What are you guys yelling about?" He asked sounding tired. "Oh nothing, just your pal here decided to call me a dick." Dean replied sounding peeved. Sam turned to look at me. I threw my hands up "I'm just trying to figure out where we are going. I don't like being left out. I'm not treated like a partner here."

Dean scoffs "Fine, want to know where we are going? We are stopping in to visit an old friend. Happy? Am I treating you like a partner now?" His knuckles were turning white as he gripped the steering wheel harder. I huff "I don't think this is working. I don't even see why you guys need me here." Dean and Sam spoke at the same time. Dean said "We don't need you here" and Sam claimed "It's easier with you here."

I laugh humorlessly "You guys figure out if you want me here or not. I can't deal with this any longer. Not if I'm not wanted." I pointed that last comment at Dean. If he didn't want me here I'd go. Sam rubs his hands over his face and groans. I cross my arms and look out the window. Dean stays silent, but I could practically feel the anger rising off of him.

Several hours later Dean pulls down a long driveway and stops in front of a normal looking house. An older man comes out looking grim. Both Sam and Dean climb out to go greet him. I stay in the vehicle feeling awkward as hell. I didn't know what to do. Do I get out and go say hey? Or do I stay here?

I decided to just stay put.

About an hour later I'm started awake by someone shaking me. I blink until Sam is no longer blurry. "Come on, I want to introduce you to someone." I follow him inside the house. Every wall is covered in magazine clipping, pictures and other random junk. "Barry this is Bobby. Bobby this is Barry." Sam was grinning as he introduced us. Bobby walked over and shook my hand "It's nice to meet you. I don't know why you'd agree to go along with these two boys, but I'm glad they have someone to keep their head above water." He grinned at me and patted my back.

I decided I like Bobby. He didn't deal with anyone's bull. He was cocky with good reason and he was smart. He must have had a lot of experience in this field. On our way out he hands Sam a small box which I guess is what we came here for. Before I can step out he grabs my shoulder and holds me back. Once Sam and Dean are out of ear shot he speaks "Don't mind Dean. He's a hard fella to get along with. Once you earn his trust he will be your greatest ally. Until then don't let his shit get to you. Alright?"

I nodded and he gave me another pat on the back before sending me off. The ride was much easier to deal with. I managed not to start up any fights with Dean. For whatever reason Bobby's words soothed my thoughts. This was just the way Dean was. It wasn't necessarily me. Now I just had to earn his trust.