Dean barreled through the door with Sam and the girls. The bunker had soft music playing in the background. There was a whining sound coming from the kitchen - tea, Caitlin assumed. The music grew louder as they walked in further; down the steps. The sisters smirked in nostalgia, then dropped their bags and Caitlin walked over to turn it up.
"What are you doing?" Sam asked, smirking.
"Well, gentlemen, it's our song! We have to dance." Cassie walked over and started dancing with her sister. They rehearsed the moves once again; how could they forget? It's been engraved in their minds for nine years.
Once I get you up there, where the air is rarefied. We'll just fly...
The steps went along perfectly with what the girls were listening to. Then, they really got into it. Sliding and twirling about.
I'll be holding you so very near...
The music faded out as Caitlin dipped Cassie. The two giggling and they got up and looked at each other. The sisters started laughing incredulously after a half-second. The brothers joined in on the fun, and started laughing, too. There was a door opening and closing, a figure coming out with a gun pointed.
The sisters sprinted to their bags, but the gun was lowered and a smile played on the figures lips.
"Shit, guys, I thought you broke in." It was then that the figure noticed he was only in a towel - his hair damp from the shower. Cassie's .45 made a thud when it hit the table abruptly. Caitlin hit her sister as she wouldn't stop staring. Luckily, the brothers were busy conversing to even notice what's going on. The thud got their attention, and they turned towards the pair at the table.
"Oh- yeah... Adam this is Caitlin." Sam pointed at the older sister, "And Cassie." Adam looked at the two of them, but lingering his smile on the younger one. Cassie's cheeks heated up and looked down at her gun. She picked it up and put it in her bag.
"Hunters?" Adam seemed shocked - somewhat like Dean. "You guys... hunt?"
"We already explained it to Dean and Sam so... In the jist of it, yeah we do. Eight years running." Caitlin sighed and sat down at the table.
Sam joined Caitlin at the table and opened up his laptop. He typed in the search bar something about hotels, but Caitlin couldn't see it as Dean shut the laptop down too quickly. Sam huffed and gave Dean bitchface #4 - the one when Dean distracts him from his work.
Dean pulled Sam up by the elbow and led him into the other room. A muffled argument was heard by the two. Dean shouting something about "staying" and Sam saying "killed". The two sisters didn't want to eavesdrop, so Caitlin asked Adam where the bathroom was and left.
"So you're Adam, I take it." Cassie smiled. He sat across from her at the table. Cassie looked at the papers and turned the lamp on in front of her. "Adam... nice name..."
"Cassie's... alright..." The girl looked up and smiled. Adam sat forward. "So how do you know them?"
"Hunting trip. Wendigo and a ghost. I was saving my sister and brother-" Cassie stopped herself short. "Um... after we got back to a motel my brother was captured and these two were nice enough to not abandon us.
Adam frowned. Her brother got kidnapped. Adam knows what that's like... He can now see why she and her sister were brought here. If there was one thing the Winchesters were familiar with - it was captured or dead siblings. Mostly the latter.
Cassie cleared her throat and leaned forward. "How do you know them, pretty boy?" She smirked.
"They're my brothers." He said flatly, a smile playing on his lips.
"Oh... well, okay. Now that I think about it youdo have Dean's eyes. And Sams... height." Cassie smiled and Adam sat back and put his hands behind his head.
"Eh, handsome is a recessive gene in this family." He smiled.
Cassie chuckled. "That's good to know." She winked at him and got up from the table. She wandered over in the direction of the kitchen. Dean and Sam stalked out of the hallway and walked over to the table with Adam. Sam nodded his head to the direction of Deans room. Dean stood in the doorway of his bedroom and the three brothers walked inside.
Sam popped his head out. "Feel free to snack on anything, Cassie." He smiled when she responded with a small "okay".
Caitlin shuffled out of the bathroom and stopped in her tracks, walking into an empty room. "'Sandra?"
"Over here, Caity." Caitlin strolled over to the direction of the kitchen. Once she saw Cassie digging through the pantry she smiled. "They have a stalked kitchen. We are going to town." Cassie smiled as she stuck her head out of the literal walk-in pantry.
"Cassie we can't-"
"Sam said to feel free to snack. I'm cooking something for everyone. It's the least we can do for them, Cait." Cassie put some ingredients on the table. "I'm thinking Dad's classic stea-"
"Cassie!" Caitlin shouted. Her little sister turned and looked at her. She was silent. "W-we have to work on finding David."
"All we have is a few drops of blood, Cait, that isn't much of a lead." Cassie arranged the condiments in a pyramid on the table. "I'm not researching anything until I eat."
Caitlin shifted from foot to foot. "But we have-"
"To take the stick out of your butt! Come on! We have a full pantry - it's a Sheek candy-land. We're cooking. Now help me find the rosemary." Cassie put her foot down. Caitlin, stubbornly, obliged.
"Dean, we seriously can't-" Sam tried.
"Bull. Come on Sam, they're kids. Their brother got kidnapped. The least we can do is give them a place to stay." Dean interrupted.
"I second that." Adam mumbled from the bed he was sitting on. He was reading one of Deans many Zepplin albums. It was mostly his brothers back and forth and he putting in his two cents every other sentence.
"We're going to get them killed!" Sam huffed.
"Sam, I'm sure if they've been hunting for eight years they'd know the risks. It doesn't matter if we leave them at a motel or keep them here; they're still going to hunt whether we want them to or not." Dean was right. There's no way Sam's winning this one.
"Damn you and caring about people." Sam sighed. "Well, do we even have any extra rooms?"
"Of course, Sam. We got the two down the corridor by mine. That we know of, of course." Adam sat up and put the album away. "We can clean them up, though they are mostly clean."
Dean leaned against the desk by Sam. He uncrossed his arms and sighed.
"So now we just tell them to stay on over?" Sam asked.
"Fruit basket?" Adam played along, he learned fast that teasing and joking was encouraged with his brothers.
The brothers chuckled. Then Sam spilled a pun here and Dean a joke there. The chuckling turned into laughing and that to bellowing out happiness. Then, somehow, Sam got personal.
"Then Cas would show up!" He chuckled. Adam nodded vigorously. They laughed even harder and Dean stopped. His brothers knew that Castiel was a sensitive subject.
"He wouldn't even know!" Sam then jabbed his finger at Dean, "Dean'll 've to tell him what's up-"
"Sam..." Dean warned.
"-n give him the good ol'-"
"SAM!" Dean shouted. Adam and Sam stopped laughing and looked up at Dean.
"Did we make you mad?" Sam pouted.
"Sam, shut up." Dean stared his little brother down. "Y'may be a tree but I can still take you down."
Sam smirked and looked away. "Whatever you say, short stuff." Dean's brothers also knew he did not like being made fun of because he was a few inches shorter than Sam.
"Bring it."
Caitlin barreled out of the kitchen when she heard something fall to the ground and loud grunting. There was a loud "LEG-LOCK, SAM!" coming from the hallway. She found the noise to be coming from Dean's room. She stood there for a minute contemplating whether to knock or just barge in. She stood there, thinking.
Caitlin opened it to see Sam and Dean sprawled on the floor. Dean had Sam in a Full Nelson and Adam was jumping on the bed.
"What the hell?" She asked.
"Dean's honor got insulted." Adam explained.
"Guys, seriously? You've gotta be-" Caitlin was cut short, as Cassie appeared in the doorway.
"Caitlin Danee. A man's honor has been insulted! We must'nt get in the way of the battle of bronze." Cassie curtsied and strolled out of the room.
Caitlin smiled as did the brothers.
"Come along, sister dear, we have food to prepare for our gentlemen of the threshold!" Cassie shouted from the corridor. She walked out to the set table and supplied it with two more cups. She set out the main dish - steak. She put the potatoes out and cleared her throat once the four others were in the same room.
Sam, Dean and Adam were standing in shock. Mouths agape at the sight before them. A real dinner; clean cut rare steak, mashed potatoes, green beans, beer too! It was heaven in one little bunker. Caitlin herself was surprised; who would've known her little sister could prepare such a meal.
"Dinner... is served." Cassie smiled. Sam shook his head and Adam walked over the the seat next to the 15 year old.
"Cassie... you didn't-" Dean started.
"But she did. 'Least we could do after you saved our asses." Caitlin interrupted. "Now, we don't want it to spoil, do we?"
The five sat down and dug in. It was the best meal the Winchesters have had - ever.
