-Just Not That Into You Chapter 4-
- The Next Morning-
Tasha's eyes were blinded by the sight of the sun shining through her living room window. She looked up from her spot on the couch to see Dean's spot vacant. She looked down and let out a sigh of relief. She knew she shouldn't have drank that much. She shrugged and figured Dean had left and got up to make herself breakfast before she headed to work, but there was a surprise waiting for her in the kitchen. She found a hot plate of bacon and eggs waiting for her on the kitchen table with Dean eating happily across from them.
"So you can cook now?" Tasha asked him jokingly. She sat down across from him and began to eat the eggs.
"I'm just full of surprises." Dean said with a laugh. He took a forkful of eggs and polished off his bacon in just a few minutes. Tasha followed hi example a few minutes after. Dean got up and started washing the dishes.
"Thanks for cooking. You really didn't have to." Tasha said as she pushed Dean away from the sink and finished the dishes herself. "Also, 'she started again, "Thanks for listening to me last night. Not every guy sits there and listens to a girl's feelings."
"It's really no problem." Dean concluded with a small hint of a smile. He thought back to Sam, who would be sentimental at this time with any girl. He'd become "Awkward Sammy". Dean laughed to himself at his little brother being a stiff when it came to chicks. As the thoughts of Sam came to an end, those same thoughts immediately turned to his dad, John.
"Tasha, I gotta go. I'm meeting a friend in about an hour." Dean said as an excuse to go and call John another ten times and check on Sam.
"I'll walk you out." Tasha said as she dried her last dish.
She walked Dean to the door and watched him put on his jacket. The pair headed down her front hallway to the front door of her apartment. She stood in front of him with her back against the wall. Dean reached for the doorknob, but Tasha quickly put her hand on his. She kissed his cheek and muttered "thanks again". Dean almost looked surprised. Tasha ran her hands down the front of Dean's jacket, her blue eyes never leaving his green eyes. Dean tried to fight every urge in his body, but he couldn't help himself. He took Tasha's hand in his and wrapped her arms around his neck and pushed her gently into the wall. Dean released her hands and gripped her waist. Tasha hoisted her legs up and wrapped them around Dean's hips. She pushed his jacket off his shoulders and he carried her into the bedroom. Dean's fingertips lightly brushed Tasha's lower back as they landed on the bed sheets. She gripped his back and hoisted herself upward onto Dean's lap. The clothes were wiped off and the day carried forward.
-That Afternoon-
Dean woke up to an empty bed, with no one beside him. Tasha left a note on the pillow saying that she went to work and would be back later that night. Dean sighed and got dressed. He slipped on his boots and let himself out of her apartment. As he drove back to his motel, Dean pulled out his phone and tried calling John, but once again…there was no answer. Dean was starting to get really worried and a little annoyed. He even thought about telling Sam. He reconsidered and passed John's absence off as hard work. His thoughts drifted as he flipped through the radio channels to search for a good rock song.
-That Night-
Dean parked the Impala in front of the motel. He didn't see John's truck parked outside their room and felt a hint of worry stir in the pit of his stomach. Dean walked back to his and John's room and found it empty. He called out for his dad, but got no answer. He called his dad's phone and waited for it to start ringing, but the ringing didn't come from other end of the line, but from the other side of the room. Dean walked slowly over to his father's bag and picked up the phone. He opened the bag and it was empty. He looked around and noticed most of his father's things were missing. Dean lurched for the gun bag and like he thought, some of the guns were missing, along with a few knives. John was gone and it wasn't like him just to disappear. So Dean picked up the keys to the Impala and decided to give Sam a little visit.