Author's Notes: Hi, everyone! This is a new story that I created, thanks to a Facebook post I saw on one of my favorite fan-pages.
Hope you like the start of this fic. This is unbetaed, so please be kind. (Some chapters may be short).
Let me know what you think.
-C.E.C.
When you walk down Massachusetts Street in Lawrence, you get a sense of being home.
From the trendy cafes on corners to the shops that sell everything you want or need, it was just a perfect mix of big city and small town.
That was exactly the reason why Dean and Sam Winchester wanted to move back to Kansas… they needed to have those feelings once again.
After looking for the right place to be, the boys settled in for their new lives, finding a 4-bedroom ranch-style home with a good-sized kitchen, a finished basement, a backyard deck and an open floor plan in town.
"Dude, are you sure you still want to invest in a four bedroom house?" Sam questioned, as he took another box of his clothes out of the trunk of his black Toyota Highlander. "I could totally find my own place with no problems…"
"Too late now, Sammy…" Dean answered back, unlocking the small trailer hooked behind the SUV. "Besides, we both need an office for our work 'stuff', and now, we have it… so, stop acting like a bitch and let's get the stuff unpacked…"
Sam shook his head and walked back into the house, but not before noticing that the next-door neighbor lady and her friends were watching them.
"Cougars at three-o'clock…" He mumbled loud enough for Dean to hear him.
"Bring 'um on…" the older Winchester responded back, smiling and waving at the ladies.
The women giggled and waved back tentatively.
"Think they know that we don't swing their way?" Sam wondered.
"God, no…" Dean responded through his teeth, continuing to smile and wave at the ladies.
"Think we should keep leading them on?"
"They'll find out soon enough…"
The next morning, the brothers decided to explore their hometown, starting out with finding a place for breakfast.
After asking shop-owners around Massachusetts Street, they were pointed towards a corner eatery called Novak's.
Locals told the guys that two brothers owned the café/bakery spot, and it was quite a popular place for flavored hot cocoas and exotic flavors of pancakes & waffles, among other sweet goodies.
Walking up to the door, they saw a bi-folded blackboard sign sitting on the top of the stairs that read: "'Fall Special' – any grande autumn-flavored hot cocoa and croissookie for $6.95…"
The brothers looked at one another and made their way inside, hearing the sounds of soft indie rock over the speakers.
Looking around, they saw a bunch of small tables & chairs, sofas & ottomans, bookcases full of books (for casual reading, etc.), a sales counter with register and display cases for the pastries, etc., and a full coffee operation behind it.
This was going to be interesting…
TBC?
A/N: So, what do we think so far? Who are the Novak's, and what makes them so popular in town? Stay tuned...