11

The Glass Slipper

Monday

Bobby shut the door to his truck and headed toward the cabin door. It'd been a long time since he'd been here. He'd been a lot younger then. He smiled and shook his head at the memories.

He reached the front door and knocked. He heard noise inside, loud and obnoxious noise in the form of Dean's voice. Bobby shook his head.

"Idgit." He sighed, grabbing the doorknob and turning it, not surprised to feel it turn in his hand. He stepped inside, greeted by a good deal of noise and Led Zeppelin. He rolled his eyes and walked into the living room. He stopped cold, his jaw dropping.

"Oh god, why me?" He said. Sam turned and looked at him, his eyes growing.

"Uh, Dean," he said, tugging on Dean's sleeve. "Bobby's here." Dean turned, his smile disappearing like it had been slapped off of him. The room got quiet and eight pairs of green eyes, one pair of blue and one brown looked back at Bobby.

"Hey, Dean?" Bobby said.

"Yeah?"

"Am I havin' a really trippy dream?" Bobby asked.

"No, Bobby, you're not." Dean said.

"Am I drunk?"

"Nope."

"High?"

"No." Dean said, stifling a chuckle. Bobby nodded.

"Alright, then what the hell is going on?!" He bellowed.

"Chill, dude," Smartass said. "Don't have a heart attack or anything." Bobby frowned at Smartass.

"Boy, you better not have just called me dude," he said angrily.

"Smartass, shut up," Sweetie urged. "You're gonna get us in trouble."

"What's he gonna do?" Smartass challenged. "Send us to our room?" Bobby scowled at him.

"I'm gonna come over there and whip your ass if you don't shut your mouth!" He barked. Smartass was silent.

"Now what the hell is goin' on?" He asked.

Sam and Dean explained what had happened a few weeks ago with Ruby's spell and what it had done to the eldest Winchester. They quickly introduced everyone accordingly. And when Bobby set eyes on Deanne he laughed so hard he fell out of the chair Sam and Dean had asked him to sit in.

"You got a…she's a…aw hell!" He laughed.

"Yeah, yeah, yeah, real funny," Dean grumbled. "And I think you've met Kat." Kat waved and half smiled at him. Bobby's eyes grew.

"Last time I saw you you were just a baby. You definitely got bigger," he said. Kat shrugged.

"It happens," she said. Bobby turned his attention back to Dean.

"And let me guess, you're with her, right?" He asked. Dean nodded and smiled proudly. Bobby laughed. "Oh, I'm sure Henry loves that."
"Aren't we supposed to be hunting a Wendigo?" Dean asked, his smile gone.

"Wait a second," Grumpy said. "We're goin' too, right?"

"Hell no," Dean said, standing and grabbing his jacket. "It's enough to walk through the woods and keep track of the three of us, let alone the rest of you yayhoos."

"So you'd rather keep us all here with Kat?" Happy grinned. Dean glared at him.

"I swear to god, if I feel one thing like that outta you I will make sure none of us sleeps with Kat for a month," he threatened.

"Aw man!" Kat huffed. "That's not even fair! Why should I be punished for your sex-drive?"

"It'll be okay, Katherine," Sweetie assured. "We'll make sure they behave."

"Comin' from the guy that behaved the least out of all of us." Smartass smirked. Sweetie scowled at him.

"Let's go before I go insane," Bobby said quietly. Sam nodded and headed toward the door with him. Dean bent down and kissed Kat.

"Come home safe?" She said quietly. He smiled and kissed her again.

"Promise." They hooked pinkies, forehead's resting against the other. He walked away, giving her one last smile before shutting the door.

If she only knew what was to come, well, I don't think she would have let him leave.

As Dean had predicted, running through the woods in the dark hunting something that ran faster than the eye could see if it wasn't paying attention separated them. They knew the general area that the other two were, but they could hardly see.

"SAM!" Dean bellowed when he heard his brother cried out. "SAMMY, YOU OKAY?!"

"Yeah, I'm good!" Sam yelled.

Dean ran deeper into the woods, after the monster he intended on killing.

The only sounds he heard was his own harsh bleeding and footsteps. He heard the thing's puffing breath, haggard almost as it bolted in front of him. Dean could barely see in this darkness, the only light nature offered was the moon and stars.

He fell over a tree root, flat on his face. He stood as quickly as he could, gasping and trying to get air back in his lungs so he could run again. He cursed when he realized he'd lost sight of the thing.

"Son of a bitch," he hissed, breath still gasping. He bit through the extreme discomfort in his chest and began running again. Stubborn, isn't he?

There was a bright flash of fire a long way from him. There was a shriek as the Wendigo died.

"Got it!" He heard Bobby yell faintly. Dean sighed, wiping sweat off of his forehead. He turned around and ran right into his little brother.

"Shit, Sammy," He said, startled. "You scared the crap outta me."

"Sorry," Sam said.

"Let's get out of here, yeah?"

"Yeah, I think I dislocated my shoulder," Sam grunted.

"I'll pop it back in when we get back to Kat's," Dean said, an automatic response to fix whatever was ailing his brother. Thank you John. I think.

"Alright, let's go."

"No, Happy, for the last time, I will not make out with you," Kat said firmly.

"Why not?" Happy asked, leaning in closer to her. "You know you want to." Kat pushed him back. This woman is far stronger than you or I, isn't she?

"Whether I want to or not is not the question. I'm done fraternizing with parts of Dean. I want all or nothing, you hear me?" Happy drooped.

"Alright, alright, fine."

They all had cried out at the same time several times now. Scraped hands and knees was the only injury –other than that few minutes none of them could breathe properly- but the sheer shock of it made them jump and yelp.

Kat continued arguing with Happy, and yelling at Smartass whenever he butted in. Therefore she did not notice Cry-Baby.

Cry-Baby was suddenly very scared. His heart pounded and his hands started to shake. It was a solid five minutes of this before anyone noticed. There were tears in his eyes when Kat said,

"Honey, what's the matter?" She sat next to him; Grumpy scooted over. Cry-Baby looked at her, ready to speak.

They heard Bobby's truck and the Impala pull up outside and car doors slam.

Grumpy was suddenly angry, more angry than he usually was. Paranoia was aware of everything going on around him, jumping at the smallest sound. Deanne got quiet, which hardly ever happened. Smartass's smirk grew more pronounced. Happy didn't really do anything at all except notice a dull ache in his chest. Sweetie looked at the floor, brow creased, chewing his lip like he was thinking.

"De-" Cry-Baby began to say. But the doors burst open before he could finish.

Sam stumbled in, sweaty and dirty. His eyes were wide with fear. Bobby hurried in after him.

"Is Dean here?" Sam gasped.

"No, he's not," Kat said, looking around at everyone and then back to Sam, who had collapsed in the closest chair at her words. "What's wrong, Sam?"

Sam looked up at her, bringing his face out of his hands.

"Dean's gone."

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