-i do not own anything to do with supernatural and the brothers ( unfortuntly) but i do own Malary and her friends. :)
- another reminder that its still rated T. Im not changing it to M just yet, but theres more swearing in this.
Resistance
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Clicking my nails impatiently aganist the table, i wait for the guys to come into the kitchen. I swing around in my chair, with my elbows proped up behind me on the table when i hear footsteps enter. Bobby, Sam, and Dean are all appear in the door. Bobby smirks, then walks over to the cuboard chuckling. I shift my gaze from Bobby rumaging through the cuboards to Sam and Dean. Dean looks really annoyed. good. While Sam on the other hand looks.... happy ?. I watch as Dean fishes around in his pocket for the car keys. After finding them he turns to me,
"so sweetheart, whatya want to eat,? salad,..um...bottled water,?" I clench my jaw glaring at him.
"DONT call me sweetheart." he smirks again. Man i wish i could just wipe that smirk right off his face. But then id be in trouble with Bobby. So Instead, i try to be nice...well a little nicer.
"Your just going over to Macdonalds right?, so..ill have a big Mac, with large fires, and a Vanilla Milkshake,Oh and um, get me some of that apple pie if they have some." My eyes light up thinking about the apple pie, and my stomach rummbles. Dean raises a eyebrow at me, then a wide grin spreads across his face. I scowl at him. he just laughs,
"I like a girl with a big appitite." he winks at me. appauled I srcunch my face up in disgust,
" well thats good to know Dean. Ill make sure to tell that to the next sleeze bag who comes in town wanting to know what dear ol' WInchester likes in a whore." i twist my finger in my long black hair while smiling up at him. The grin fades from his face. He snorts, then turns his attention to Bobby,
" soo you want a couple chicken wraps,...ah, Samantha over here is getting a ranch Salad," Sam scowls, "and me and Priss here are gettin Big Macs." he nods,
"got it." Glareing at Dean the whole time, i get up and storm towards the front door. Making sure to bump Dean into the wall for good measure in the process. I was really eager to get rid of these guys. well Dean mostley. Smiling i open Bobbys first door, (he has 2 doors, a metal one first on the inside, and a screen one on the outside.) and plaster on a huge fake smile,
" well then, you better get the-" i stop mid sentance, staring wideyed in disbelief at what i see. My mouth opens but it makes no sound. I couldent belieave it. It was so beautiful, so gorgeous. I continue staring at the beautiful shiny black 1967 chevy Impala parked there gleaming in the morning sun. Dean follows my gaze, a huge smile forming on his face. I glance back in forth from Dean to the car. again. again, and again. confused. Furrowing my eyebrows i look up at Dean ,
"but...but.. how can somthing as horrible , stupid, childish and moronic as you,...own somthing....so wonderful, beautiful, and just plain gorgeous as that car." I quickly look out at the car, then back to Dean again. He was......grinning,? even after i said those things....ohwait. i complimented his car. shit. Mentaly slapping my self, i furrow my eyes at Dean who yells back in at Bobby,
" whoa Bobby, ....you never told me that this chick was into classical and muscle cars.. DUDE. " His grin kept getting bigger. if that was even possible. I quickly try and come up with some snarky remark. ...nothing. I smile wide and swing the other door open hard holding it. Dean laughs and raises an eybrow in question.
" wow, Malary i dient know you could be nice, thanks for holdin the door" Snorting, i let go of it, making him hold it himself.
" yeah right, .. and i am nice...just not to you, And i want you GONE getting my fucking food!. im starving to death here. SO instead of acting like a child, GET GOING, NOW" Holdng his hands up in mock surrender, he walks out the door, just lighlty brushing his arm against mine, making me pull it towards me quick. He gives me the "what a freak look" snorting. I glare at his back as he walks out, stops, then whistles. Confused i swich my gaze to where his gaze lies. . My car. I smirk. He turns around looks at me and laughs,
"man. i seen her on the way in here and was like, oh my god, this is heaven. Bobby found some dude who likes the classics." he chuckles again,
" but instead , a moody, prissy, freak owns it," Grinding my teeth, i hiss at him.,
"yeah well When Bobby told me that a couple of male hunters could use my help, i was like oh great. Some stupid, moronic, iggnorant, alcohlic, sex addicted, emotionless, spinless, heartless dicks. and guess what,? unlike you i was fucking right! " I see Dean clench his Jaw. I look behind me to see Sam and Bobby just standing there , Sam looking really awkward. Smiling i look at him,
"well, i dont mean you Sam. You seem nice, so that dosent count for you, kay?" chuckling he says goodbye and hurrys out to the car. Tapping my heel on the ground i look back at Dean who looks down at my feet. Frowning i glance down then back up. Dean snorts,
"Women and their stupid heels. You know you better not wear them hunting, im just saying itlll just slow you down, its stupid and will just put us all at greater risk." Locking my jaw, i glare at him and hiss back through clenched teeth,
"yeah well, this girl here will friggin shove her stupid, risky heels up your ass, if you dont get the hell going and get my fucking food!" My hands tigten into fists. Dean gets a look halfway between a scowl and a frown on his face, then trudges off toward his car, mumbleing all the way. I slam both doors shut behind Dean, leaning against them. I take in deep breaths. Not even a full day with him, and i already wanna fuckin cut his head off. I look over at Bobby who is now sitting on the couch, silent, flipping through a deep breath i walk over and plop down beside him. Hearing him laugh i frown and look up at him,
"damn girl. i feel really sorry for those boys having to put up with you for the next little while, jesus, you've gotton worse over time." he laughs again, i just raise an eyebrow,
" wow. well thanks Bobby, love you too," I smirk as he looks up at me,
" hahaha, yeah well, you might just wanna go a little easy on them. i know what you've been through Malary," yeah, not all of it , i think to my self "and i understand, i do." i nod as he continues,
" But them boys have been through a hell of alot. Theire mom died when they were young, and their dads gone now too, Dean had a huge break down,"I furrow my eyebrows finding it hard to belive that Dean had emotions, " and somthing happend recently where Dean almost lost his brother. They've been through alot to come here, " just as im about to ask,... " and im not gunna tell you what happend with Sam. I dont think thed appreciate it, and id rather them tell you. That would prove that they trust you." I roll my eyes,
"Bobby,..Dean will never trust me. i know that. I mean Sam dosent seem to mind, but Dean..." i trail off. Bobby sighs,
"yeah i know, but its just really hard for him to trust people,...
id think that out of everybody youd know the most about that Malary." biting my lip i drop my gaze to the floor. yeah..you onley know the half of it. I rub my fingers across my temples sighing. Bobby reaches over and touches my shoulder. I stiffin under his touch, and he gently pulls away. Sighing he gets up,
" Well, im gunna go out to the salvage yard, Tell me when those idjits get back,?" nodding, he slips out the sliding back doors. Finally, alone. Looking around the room, i think back to all the memories i have here. My gaze lands on a tall old book shelf. smiling i slowly get up and walk over to the dusty thing. I run my fingers along each book while looking at the titles, smiling, remebering Bobby making me read each one. I come to the one called Killing vampires : volume 1 grinning i pull it out, this was one of the ones i read. As i pull it out dust putters out into the air making me sneeze. Frowning, i look around. Man this place is pretty dirty. I get an idea. Running to the kitchen, i find some cleaing supplies, a broom, a duster, and anything that might come in handy. I set them down on the living room table, looking around again. Theres Some books scatterd everywear, dust coating many things, you cant see threw the windows, amoung many other things. I've always had a thing for cleaning, and im really good at it. I can do it faster then most people, and better. Biting my lip i look to the books on the floor heaped in a big pile. Thats where id start, with the books. Bobby would probaly freak about not being able to find his stuff....but, this place really needed a tune up. Happy for the first time in a long time, i flip on the radio. One of my favorite songs is on. Led Zepplin-Ramble on. Grining i get to work , singing and dancing along with the music.
Leaves are falling all around, It's time I was on my way. Ramble On, And now's the time, the time is now, to sing my song.
Thanks to you, I'm much obliged for such a pleasant stay.
But now it's time for me to go. , The autumn moon lights my way.
For now I smell the rain, and with it pain, and it's headed my way.
Sometimes I grow so tired, but I know I've got one thing I got to do...
I'm goin' 'round the world, I got to find my girl, on my way.
I've been this way ten years to the day, Ramble On,
Gotta find the queen of all my dreams.
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