CHAPTER SEVEN: The One With The Drunken Encounter
Dean was woken up by a stream of light shining in through a crack in the motel blinds.
He elicited a groan as a hammer pounded at his skull, mentally cursing himself for drinking so much last night.
It was then he realized someone was lying next to him.
He quickly jumped up and glanced at the bed, not able to identify who it was.
Focusing on the fact he was naked, he looked around the room and was relieved to find his boxers easily. He had just slipped them on and was on the hunt for his shirt when a very familiar sleep heavy voice called out to him.
"Dean?"
He froze as recognition hit him. He turned towards the voice and his breath caught in his throat as Kate sat up in bed, using the sheet to cover herself.
Although Dean knew he shouldn't, he couldn't help but think of how beautiful she was even with her hair in disarray and her makeup smudged.
Kate was all of a sudden very aware of the fact that she was naked and that Dean practically was. Her face turned bright red as she ran a hand through her hair. Between the nausea, headache and lack of clothes, it was enough to piece together what they had done last night. "We didn't…" She paused, hoping he would reassure her but when he didn't, "Did we?"
"Apparently there's only one bar in this town." He joked, a bitter smirk on his lips. He leaned down and grabbed Kate's clothes off the floor before tossing them on the bed next to her. "All I know, is this was a mistake. One and done, right?" He asked gruffly, missing the flash of pain in her eyes because he was too busy slipping his jeans and t-shirt on.
Once both were dressed, Kate stood up, the bed between the pair.
"Was it?" She prompted gently, obviously not feeling the same way Dean did.
"Why wouldn't it be? It took me a year to finally start feeling okay again, Kate and now all of a sudden you're here and showing up at the bars I'm at and getting drunk and having sex with me!" He said a bit unreasonably. He was so caught up in his emotions that Dean didn't even realize how ridiculous he just sounded.
"Last time I checked, it took both of us to get drunk and have sex!" Kate yelled right back, tired of being his punching bag. "I let it go yesterday but you know what, I'm done giving you space. You owe me an explanation for what you've been doing this past year." She said firmly, crossing her arms defiantly.
"I owe you an explanation? If anything, you owe me one for why you decided to end things!"
Kate scoffed in disbelief. "I told you why! To pro-"
"To protect me, I know. You said that. But that's about as vague as an explanation gets." Dean retorted, his pent up emotions from the past year coming out.
Kate pressed her lips in a firm line, realizing they were getting pretty loud. "I had already lost my mom and basically my dad because of the Carter's. I wasn't about to just stand by and watch as they eventually took you away from me too! I thought you'd be safer if you got away from me but apparently, you felt so hell bent on proving me wrong that you threw yourself right in the middle of the fight by befriending Ash!"
"You think I started hunting just so I could prove a point?" Dean retorted, Kate giving him a 'duh' look. "I hopped in the damn frying pan to kill the bastards that destroyed your family! That destroyed us!"
It was dead silent as the pair stood there, Dean breathing hard from his last outburst. Kate looked stunned, the thought that he had took up hunting for revenge having never crossed her mind.
Before she could respond, Dean continued. "I started hunting because I knew what was out there. I couldn't just sit on my ass. I also… the Carter's tore us a part. I planned to do the same to them. Six months ago, Ash showed up. I let him stick around because I figured he would bring demons with him. That way I could practice exorcising and killing them so that I could do the same to his family when they finally caught up to us."
Kate didn't know what to say. She was now positive she should have never broken it off with Dean. "I'm so sorry. I wish…" She moved around the bed and stopped in front of him, grabbing his hands in hers.
"Yeah, well. You did." He stated, pulling his hands away. "If you want to hunt together, I'm game. But I'm not ready for something more."
She nodded, feeling that was fair after she had ended things. "I should go tell Tyler that he can go back to Bobby's. Actually, we should stop by there anyways."
"Uh, are you sure Tyler can't just take care of it?" Dean asked, seeming not fond of the idea.
"It won't take long and you've met Bobby before." Kate reminded, finding his behavior strange.
"Before we go, I should probably tell you something."
…...
"You knew what he was doing and didn't tell me?!"
Bobby flinched as his front door slammed shut and a very angry Kate stormed into his living room followed by Dean, Tyler and Ash.
"Balls…"
"Sorry Bobby." Dean apologized before having a seat on the couch.
"If you ask me, that's not all you should apologize for…" Tyler muttered under his breath but made it loud enough for everyone to hear.
Kate sighed with frustration. "Tyler, either get over it or get out." When her brother didn't reply, she returned her attention to Bobby. "You helped him start hunting?"
He exhaled deeply, taking off his cap and running his hands through his limited hair before replacing it. "Dean came to me a month after you guys broke up."
Eleven months ago…
It was three o'clock in the morning and Bobby had no idea why someone was banging on his front door.
He stumbled out of bed, making sure to grab the shotgun he had conveniently placed by his bedroom door before he took off down the stairs.
He walked carefully towards his front door, the night sky making it impossible to make out whoever it was.
When he opened the door, he was shocked to see Dean Winchester holding a bottle of liquor and a pistol.
"What the hell, boy? Get inside!" Bobby ordered, dragging him through the threshold.
"I want you to teach me how to hunt." He said, his words coming out slurred and sluggish. "Those bassterdss deserve to die."
"Who, Dean? Come on, sit down." He encouraged, taking the two items from his hands gently before guiding him to the couch.
"The Carver's." He elaborated, gesturing with drunken movements. "They fucked everything up!"
"The Carter's?" Bobby clarified, rolling his eyes when Dean nodded vigorously. "Son listen, I'll teach you tomorrow but for now why don't you rest."
"I'm hunting no matter what even if you don't help me." Dean promised, sounding surprisingly serious in his intoxicated state.
"He asked me to teach him how to hunt, told me he was going to even if I didn't teach him. I was protecting him, Kate." Bobby tried to reassure, leaving the drunken 3:00 am visit out of the story for Dean's sake.
She shook her head and crossed her arms, still feeling betrayed but less pissed. "Why didn't you tell me?"
"Why do you think I had you take that Ohio case?" Bobby asked smugly, chuckling to himself.
"So that she'd run into me. And you knew that we'd be too distracted to handle the case so you had Ellen and Jo work it too." Dean piped in, filling in the blanks.
"You are a meddling old man." Kate quipped but was unable to hide her small smile.
Everything had worked out. Dean and her were speaking again, she was hunting with her brother, and Ash would lead them straight to his siblings. Things were looking up.
That is, until Dean got a phone call.
….
TBC
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