Sam and Dean were both having mixed feeling about Bella right now.
After falling for their third false room Bella had payed for in a rather Too-Nice-For-A-Winchester hotel, you heard right, a Hotel, not motel. It was all payed for two weeks, courtesy of that thieving bitch Bella. Dean was considering killing quickly instead of the slow and torturous way he had thought he would, just to say thanks for this sweet room.
The room only had one king sized bed, but it also had a pretty good looking sofa bed too.
'Am I the only one who wants to almost hug Bella for this kick ass room?' Dean asked after a few seconds of him and Sam standing in the doorway in shock, holding their guns in of course, as they had hoped to see Bella in here.
'I might kiss her, look this place! That is a flat screen TV, there are mints on the pillows, the A/C and heater both work, the walls and floor are clean! This the first time I've been in such a...spiffy place!' Sam fanboyed as he walked further into the room touching everything he passed by.
Then Sam noticed that the night stand was really a well placed mini fridge and he almost fainted, when he opened it and saw it was stocked with beer and other serious groceries like milk, cheese, eggs and meat he just couldn't take it.
Sam Winchester dropped to his knees, and practically hugged the tiny fridge.
Now what kind of big brother would Dean be if he didn't have his phone out, recording every second of this?
'Hey Sam, you wanna help me unpack the car, or do you need some more time with your new girlfriend?' Dean joked, still recording.
'Give us more time, I don't think I ever want to let this go.' Sam whispered as he nuzzled the fridge, he was nuzzling a fridge!
Dean laughed as he stopped recording and continued to laugh as he went to the car. On his way he sent Bobby a text saying the room was a bust but it was payed for so he and Sam were gonna just relax for a little while, Dean also sent Bobby the video he had just recorded.
Sam had finally composed himself and stood up when heard a knock at the door.
'Dude, open up, it me!' he heard Dean yell from the other side of the door.
Sam opened the door and saw something he had never seen in his life.
Dean was at the door and he had brought all the bags, but he was using one of those cool baggage carts.
'No way!' Sam said as he let his brother in.
'You know what we have to do with this Sammy.' Dean said as he removed the bags from the cart eagerly.
'Totally, what if someone sees us?' Sam asked seriously.
'Then they see us.' Dean said back just as seriously.
Five minutes of rushed unpacking later
'WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!' Dean yelled Sam pushed the cart that he was sitting on faster.
Sam stopped the cart just before it hit a wall.
'Alright my turn.' Sam said before he and Dean swapped places.
'Push fast and watch it on those turns, your bowlegs give you sharp turns.' Sam said over shoulders.
'I don't have bowlegs.' Dean grumbled before taking off.
Thirty minutes of running up and down the hall in a luggage cart later
'Can you believe someone complained? Little bitch.' Dean pouted coming back into their room.
'Well you kept running into people's doors, I told you to watch your turns.' Sam said.
'Shut up, what do we do now?' Dean said changing the subject.
'Wanna read?' Sam suggested.
It has been about a month since team free will discovered Fanfiction, and what started out as pure curiosity and fascination had quickly become a hobby. No, not an obsession, hunters can't afford to be obsessed with anything, it can(and has in Sam's case) get you killed.
Yes the Winchesters still hunted and were still trying to track Bella and the Colt, and Cas was still looking for father. Only difference now was that Dean and Castiel had their own laptops, and they spent significantly less time in run down bars.
'Totally, want me to call Castiel?' Dean asked as he grabbed his laptop.
'Uh, sure.' Sam agreed as he sat on one of the chairs at the table.
'Hey Cas, me and Sammy are about to read some fanfics, you wanna join?' Dean said with his eyes closed.
'I would enjoy that.' Castiel said as he appeared sitting in the middle of the bed with his laptop.
'Hey Cas, how's the God search?' Sam asked.
'Terrible, I checked Brazil, Russia and Jerusalem. He's not anywhere I've checked.' Cas said sadly without looking up from his computer.
Dean joined Castiel on the bed with his own laptop and after a few minutes the room was full of library like silence. All three men lost in their own worlds.
'Whoa!' Sam yelled suddenly.
'What is it?' Dean asked.
'Wincestiel.' was all Sam could say.
'What?' Cas said.
'Wincestiel, as in Wincest and Destiel combined, in other words, Sam slash Dean slash Castiel. Threesomes, people wrote about us having threesomes!' Sam yelled.
'No way.' Dean said as he and Cas got off the bed and looked over Sam's shoulders to read what was on his screen.
'OH MY-SAM!' Cas screamed in what he thought was called pure ecstasy.
Dean had never been so fucking turned on in his life, not with Lisa or Cassie or any one night stand. Cas moaning like little whore, Sam practically inhaling a cock like he needed it to live.
'Fuck Cas, get on your hands and knees.'
Wow, this is...different from the stories we usually read.
'I wanted to see what went down in rated M.' Sam said in his own defense.
To Be Continued...