Dean-21

Sam- 17

Cassie-15

*Meeting Bobby Singer*

*Cassie's POV*

"I don't see why we can't just get a motel room?" I groan sitting up in the back seat of the Impala. Dean has been driving us to Nebraska to do a quick salt-n-burn for a friend of John's. Both him and Sam have been ecstatic for days while we drove, this was because I was apparently going to meet Bobby Singer, a friend of the Winchester family. I know it means a lot to Sam and Dean but spending a few nights in a strange man's house wasn't exactly my idea of a good time.

"Bobby offered and I want to see him." Dean rolled his eyes and I huffed out my chest grabbing my phone out of my bag and playing a crappy game to pass time.

"So how much longer are we on the road?" I ask as Dean turned through some tree covered trails.

"Just about 5 miles." Sam smiled at me from the front seat. "Bobby's a great guy Cassie you'll like him."

"I never said I wouldn't, I'm just nervous that's all." I mutter rolling my eyes.

"If you still feel uncomfortable after you get to know Bobby we can get a motel room."

"Okay." I mumbled and rested my head against the side window of the Impala.

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We arrived at the tall iron fences of 'Singer's Auto Shop' Just after noon. Dean nearly jumped out of the Impala with Sam following closely behind. I smiled to myself watching as my brothers excitedly knock on Bobby's door, the saddest part is that no matter how long John leaves Dean and Sam alone on hunts or at our house, they have never been this excited to see him. My smile fades as I step out of the car holding my black backpack over my shoulder. A man wearing a plaid flannel and a beat up old trucker hat walks out of the house and puts a hand on Sam and Dean's shoulders. Dean waves me over and I follow his lead up to the house.

"Bobby, this is Cassie Blake." Dean gives him a proud smile and I can't beat this huge burst of light in my chest. Was he really that proud of me?

"We've met," Bobby laughs and holds out a hand to me. I shake it but give him a confused look. "Of course when we met you were 3 and in pig tails."

"Oh, well, it's good seeing you, I guess." I say awkwardly.

"So, I hear you hunt. Ya any good?" Bobby smirks and looks up to the boys.

"She's pretty good, I did teacher her myself." Dean ruffles my hair and I swat his hand away.

"She can speak for herself, and she is pretty good." I smirk and hit Dean with my elbow.

"I like her." Bobby smiles the opens the door wide. "Well, what are you three doin' out there in the cold, come in, will ya'!" I laugh and make my way into the house, it was ruff, to say the lease. The walls were pretty messed up and the floor creaked, but by the way Sam and Dean smile I knew it must be home for them.

"Hey, Bobby can I get a beer?"

"Ya 21 yet kid?"

"Yeah, I turned legal last month." Dean smiled with a toothy grin.

"Then let's say it's my birthday present for ya kiddo." Bobby laughed throwing a cold beer from his refrigerator at Dean.

"Best present ever!" Dean cheered and I turned smirking at him.

"I thought I got you the best present ever?" He wiggled his eyebrows at me and I sigh.

"Hey, I'll give you props, that pie was pretty bomb."

"Hell, I slaved over that oven all day for your ass." I pushed his chest so he falls down into a chair. He smiled up at me using that arrogant ass face that always makes me what to punch him.

"I said it was good pie."

"But a beer is better?" I smirk dropping my bag to the floor.

"What do you just hate coming in second that much, Princess?" Dean kicked my thigh with his foot as I walked by.

"You think you're funny, Cupcake?" I smirk and poke at his chest with my finger. He laughs and grabs my hand pulling me into him, he flips me using his left hand on my right wrist so that I was facing the opposite way then with a small kick to the back I am forced to almost fall into Bobby.

"Hah! Dean for the win!" Dean shouts laughing at me from behind and I give Bobby my best apologetic smile.

"Do you Idjits always have to fight in my living room. Some people are livin' here." Bobby looks over at Dean who smiled and gives him a wave to send him off. "Cassie ya' be careful, the last time those boy were here Sam got handcuffed to a toilet."

"You're kidding me?" I snort looking over at Sam who was watching TV and eating a Snickers bar.

"He's not, Dean locked me up to a toilet because I hid his stupid cell phone." I laughed harder looking at Dean.

"I let him out...eventually." Dean's lips played a smirk and I couldn't help but laugh imagining that day in my head.

"You two are the biggest bunch of morons." I giggle and sit down on the stool next to a old desk. Bobby was walking over with a book in hand and I was curious to what it was. "Hey Bobby, what's that?"

"It's a book on rituals, I have a buddy up in Tampa needing help with a possession." Bobby sighed holding up the black covered book.

"So you help hunters?" I smile watching as Bobby walks over and sits in the desk.

"Yep, they would all implode if I weren't round." Bobby smiled and looked over at me while I was sitting by his desk.

"What rituals are you thinking about? Maybe you should look for the 'Rituale Romanum' or check the book of Solemn." I say with a smile looking at the book. Bobby looked up at me with a surprised look.

"What are these boy's teaching you Kid?" I laugh and look back at the book.

"They teach me what I want to learn."

"And you like this huntin'?"

"Hell Yeah. Saving people is the best thing I can think of."

"Smart girl, 'm sure you'll be one of the best one of these days."

"Thanks." I smiled up at him and continued going through the books with him for a friend. It meant a lot to me to get a complement like that from him. I didn't know him as long as Dean and Sammy had but I knew we would be just as close by the time I was hunting full time. I couldn't wait to stay with Bobby, that meant ready and eating fast food while Dean and Sam mess around watching scary movies. Dean would complain about how heavy I was as he carried me to bed when I fell asleep on the coach, but just after he tucked me in he would ruffle my hair and whisper my goodnight. Bobby's house was were we all made our best memories. Nothing would make me forget that time we had, I loved every minute of it.