"Dean, do you really think it is a good idea to go breaking in to Sam's apartment?" I ask sitting in the Impala beside Dean.
"Shut up, Arie. It will be fine." Dean scoffs, opening his door and stepping out. I take his lead and climb out of the Impala shutting the door behind me. I jog to catch up with Dean who is already at the door and heading up the stairs. I follow him up. Once up, we begin to look for the door to Sam's apartment. Dean stoops down and begins picking the lock. The door opens with ease. Dean glances up at me, with those gorgeous green eyes, I nod giving him the ok and we enter the apartment.
"Dean, maybe we should have just knocked. Sam is probably sleeping, I don't want to scare him." I whisper, looking over at Dean who is making his way through the apartment, not quietly might I add.
"Oh shut up and stop worrying." Dean gruff, glaring at me. I flip him the bird and stay close to the door. I see a figure out of the corner of my eye heading toward Dean with a baseball bat, I assume its Sam. Dean jerks around catching the bat mid-air. Sam and Dean roll around on the floor for a minute until Sam realizes that it is Dean in his apartment and not a random stranger.
"Easy there tiger, you're out of practice Sammy." Dean laughs in Sam's face. Sam flips them.
"Maybe not. Get off of me." Dean scoffs pushing Sam off of him as the light turns on. I glance over to see a gorgeous blond in her panties and a Smurfs shirt.
"Sam what's going on?" She asks, glancing between Dean and Sam. I assume she has not yet noticed me so I step up next to Dean. Sammy glances over at me and gives me a giant smile. He pulls me in for a hug, which I return. I have really missed him, it is so good to be near him again.
"Arie, I haven't seen you in ages. How have you been? What are y'all doing here?" Sam asks, letting me go and heading over to the girl, who I assume is his girlfriend.
"Sam, who are these people?" The girl asks.
"This is my brother Dean and my best friend Ariana, guys this is Jessica, my girlfriend." Sam replies.
"Wow you are way out of my brother's league." Dean states, glancing down at her full chest. I feel a pain in my chest and try to ignore it. I hate when he does this.
"I love the Smurfs." Dean states with his flirty smile that makes all of the girls swoon. The girl, Jessica glances down and crosses her arms over her chest.
"I'm just going to go put something on." Jessica states, sounding uncomfortable. I glance at Dean, who is still staring at the girl.
"No, really, I wouldn't dream of it." Dean states winking. Jessica scoots closer to Sam. I shoot a glare at the back of Dean's head. He backs up and stands next me.
"We need to talk to Sammy boy here in private." Dean states, throwing his arm over my shoulder. I shrug his arm off, taking a step away from him. He glances at me, but I ignore him.
"Whatever you need to say to me you can say it in front of Jess." Sam states, pulling Jess closer.
"Dad hasn't been home in a few days." Dean states.
"Then he's working the miller shift and he will stumble in sooner or later." Sam states, looking pretty fed up with Dean. I give Sam a small smile crossing my arms over my chest.
"Dad's on a hunting trip and he hasn't been home in a few days." Dean states, looking equally fed up. I glance between the two. Sam straightens up.
"Jess can you excuse us, I need to talk to my brother outside." Sam states taking a step away from Jess and a step closer to us. I shoot Jess a kind smile, she returns it. I turn around and follow the boys to the door. Once down the stairs I follow the boys back to the Impala. Dean pops the trunk and pulls up the false bottom.
"So, what case was he on?" Sam asks, leaning against the Impala.
"There have been a couple of disappearances over the last 20 years, all of them male, all on the same stretch of road." Dean states, looking around the trunk.
"Why weren't you with him?" Sam asks.
"I was on a hunt in New Orleans. A witch." Dean replies.
"And Dad let you go on a hunt alone?" Sam asks sounding skeptical.
"I wasn't alone, Arie was there. Plus I'm like 26 dude." Dean replies, glancing at me. I ignore him and glance at Sam. Dean finally finds what he is looking for.
"So get this, he called me a few days ago and left me a message." Dean plays the message back for Sam to hear.
"Is that what I think it is?" Sam asks, looking at Dean.
"Yep, it's like riding a bike isn't it?" Dean smirks. I roll my eyes at his antics.
"What do you need me for?" Sam asks, looking at Dean.
"I want your help. I don't wanna do this alone, let's go find Dad together." Dean states, glancing at Sam with pleading eyes.
"You won't be alone, Arie will be there. Plus I have an interview Monday, I can't miss it." Sam states, glancing between Dean and I. Dean glances at me and then back to Sam.
"A job interview? Blow it off." Dean states.
"No a law school interview." Sam replies, rather irritated.
"Would you looky there. Sammy the lawyer." Dean laughs. I glare at Dean.
"That's great, Sammy. I am so proud of you!" I state.
"Thanks, Arie." Sam replies.
"What do you say Sammy? One for old times sake?" Dean asks. Sam glances between the two of us.
"I have to be back by Monday morning, Dean." Sam states, turning around heading back up to his apartment. I glance at Dean, he shuts the trunk and walks around to the side I am leaning against.
"What was up with you in there?" Dean asks. I glance at the ground.
"Nothing." I reply, turning around and getting in the back seat of the Impala.