What If The Storm Ends?

A Supernatural Fanfiction

Summary: All Rae wanted to do over the summer was hang out with her friends and watch reruns of Supernatural. Never did she expect to fall into the world of her favorite show.

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Chapter 2

When we reached the parking lot, Sam started talking again. "You know, I was thinking, Dean. Maybe we could go after the cult."

Dean raised an eyebrow. "Why? What difference would that make?"

"Well we could use it on Lucifer, you just said-"

Dean cut him off. "I just said a bunch of crap for Bobby's benefit." Dean stopped walking, and Sam did the same. I walked up to the back of the impala. "I mean, I'll fight. I'll fight to the last man. But let's at least be honest, I mean we don't stand a snowball's chance and you know that." Sam looked away, and sighed. "I mean, hell, you of all people know that." Dean started walking towards the impala. Sam stopped him.

"Dean." Sam sighed. "Is there something you want to say to me?"

I bit my lip, and whispered, "Oh great, so I come in when they're still in pissy bitch mode. Fan-freakin-tastic."

Dean and Sam stand there, looking at each other. After a few seconds, Dean finally speaks up.

"I tried, Sammy. I mean I really tried." Sam's face fell, and I fought the urge to run over to him and give him a hug and tell him that it'll be all right. "But I just can't keep pretending that everything is going to be all right. Because it's not. And it's never going to be." I roll my eyes.

"You chose a demon over your own brother. And look what happened."

Sam looked exasperated. "I would give anything, anything, to take it all back."

Dean nodded slightly. "I know you would. And I know how sorry you are, I do. But man, you were the one I depended on the most. And you let me down in ways I can't even…" He stopped. I clenched my jaw and looked away.

"I'm just having a hard time, forgiving and forgetting here. You know?" Sam nodded slowly, and looked up at Dean.

"What can I do?"

Dean shook his head. "Honestly? Nothing." Sam's face fell, and I tried hard not to go over and hit Dean. "I just don't, I don't think that we could be what we were. You know? I just don't think I can trust you." The look on Sam's face did it for me. My fists clenched, and I knew I was going to lose it, so I walked over and opened the back door to the impala, and slammed it shut, not caring if it pissed Dean off. After a few minutes, Dean stepped into the car.

I was looking out the window, and I knew that he was looking back at me, but I just ignored him. "Rae. Look-"

I held up a hand to stop him. "Don't talk to me right now." I winced when I heard how callous I sounded. I looked down at my hands. "Sorry. I just, wasn't too pleased with how this episode ended, and then seeing it live, in person… not any better. Worse, in fact," I looked up at Dean. "So, just give me a little time. And I'll be fine." Dean nodded, and turned around to turn the impala on. Sam stepped into the car, and we drove off.

For the time being, we were staying in a motel. This, of course, didn't surprise me. I stepped inside and looked around. Two queen beds, a couch, and a tv. I went over to the couch and laid down. Sam looked over at me, as a pulled my ipod out of my jean pocket, thankful I had at least this on me.

"Rae, you can sleep on the bed."

I looked up at him. "There's no need, really. I'm fine with sleeping on the couch. You two can have the beds. I really don't care." I smiled up at him.

Sam looked at me like he wasn't sure. "Are you sure? I really don't mind sleeping on the couch."

I shook my head. "Seriously Sam. I'm fine with the couch." I shuffled around, trying to find a comfortable position. When I did, I smiled up at him. "See? I'm all comfy."

Sam shook his head, smiling. "And you aren't even going to get a pillow? Or change? You can't sleep in jeans."

I shrugged. "I don't have any clothes to change into, so no need to change. And the arm rest can serve as my pillow."

Sam smacked his head. "Of course you can't change. Do you want me to take you somewhere right now? I mean, you will need clothes for the morning, and… for however long you're going to be here." Dean finally emerged from the bathroom.

"I can take her, Sam. I'll grab some food too, while we're at it."

I looked over at Dean and smiled. "Thanks, Dean."

He nodded. When he grabbed the car keys, he stopped and looked down at me. "Rae, how old are you?" "Oh, um, 19. I'm almost 20 though. Three more months." I smiled. Dean grinned. Sam laughed a little.

"You're so young. And now you've been brought into this world."

I shrugged. "It's not too bad, really. I mean, I get to see you guys, which is awesome. And being tortured by an angel wasn't as bad as I thought it would be. Although I'd prefer for that to never happen again."

Dean just looked at me. "Ok, then kid, let's go."

We drove around and found an outlet mall. I looked over at Dean, and saw the expression that all men get when shopping with women. I laughed. "Dean, you don't have to come with me. You can just wait here in the food court, and I'll shop around."

Dean looked relieved. "Ok, thank you." I patted his arm. "No problem." Dean handed me a credit card, and let me do my shopping.

It only took me an hour to get back to Dean with several bags filled with 6 pairs of jeans, 5 pairs of shorts, a few different skirts, several tops, a few sweaters and jackets, and other essential clothing items.

Dean looked slightly impressed. "You got all this in an hour?"

I grinned. "Girls are very good when it comes to shopping."

Dean shook his head. "Ok then." We walked back to the car, and Dean went to a nearby grocery store, similar to Walmart, and bought a few food items. I saw one isle, and asked Dean if I could borrow the credit card real quick.

"Yea, sure. What do you need? I could just put it with my stuff."

I bit my lip, and couldn't keep the blush from coming to my cheeks. "Um, no that's fine. This is something I need to get, um, by myself." I think Dean understood what I was getting at, and he gave me the credit card.

I went down the isle I needed, and then went down the isle where shampoos and soaps were. Then I remembered that I need something to put all my clothes in, and went and bought a big duffel bag.

When Dean saw the duffel bag, he nodded. "Oh, yeah. Good thinking." I nodded, and we headed to the impala.

After a few minutes, Dean looked over at me. "Rae, um. Can we talk about earlier?"

I bit my lip and nodded. "Yea."

Dean looked back at the road and sighed. "Look, I'm sorry if what I said upset you, but-"

"Now, Dean, I'm going to have to stop you there." I turn to face him. "Dean. I know you think that what you are doing is the right thing. But it's making Sam more distant, and that isn't what you need. You guys need to work together to get through this instead of blaming each other for all the bullshit that's happened over time. Ok?" I turn back and look out the window. Dean looks over at me. He sighs then takes my hand. Surprised, I look over at him.

"Rae, I know you think that I'm treating Sam like crap. And I hate feeling like this all the time, having to worry about him. What he did, I just can't get past it."

I sigh and pull my hand slowly out of his. "Nothing good comes from holding a grudge, Dean. But I understand what you mean. So I'll let it go." I smile up at him.

He smiles back and pats my arm. "Thanks, kid."

When we get back to the motel, Sam is fast asleep on the couch. I frown. "Dammit! I told him that I would sleep on the couch."

Dean laughs. "He can be stubborn at times."

"I'll say." I shake my head.

I walk to the bathroom and change into gray cotton shorts and a navy blue tank top. When I come out of the bathroom, Dean is only in sweat pants. I blush and quickly look away, putting my clothes in my new duffel bag. I hear Dean laugh and look over at him.

"What?" I ask.

He just shakes his head. "You. You're blushing."

I look away and blush harder. "Yea, well, you're half naked. Not my fault that you're hot." I bite my lip and swear in my head. I feel my cheeks heat up even more, knowing by now that they are tomato red.

I glance at Dean, and see him grinning. "Oh, you think I'm hot, do you?"

I shrug. "Well, yea. I mean, both of you are very hot. That's one reason why I watched the show. You know, good eye candy."

Dean laughs. "Well, that's nice to know."

I cant help but smile, and look over at Dean. "Yea, well, don't get too cocky. Big egos are a huge turn off to girls."

He smiles, and gets in bed. "Thanks. That's also good to know."

I laugh. "Night Dean." I say, crawling into bed.

"Night Rae." After a few minutes, we both fall asleep.

I know! This was a short chapter! A filler. But more/better will be coming!

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