Rose POV
"So these types of murders, they ever happen before?" Dean asks,
"Uh, according to the file, 1981, the Bunker Brothers Circus, same M.O. It happened three times, three different locales" says Sammy, I look to them from this. But in the back of my mind I'm remembering the evening of when John was possessed by Yellow Eyes. And when I was actually able to force him out of John, I mean I don't know if it was really me, but even so, and I learned that using my vocal tone I managed to whistle and cause him pain when he was harming Dean,
"It's weird, though, I'm mean if it is a spirit it's usually bound to a specific locale, you know, a house, or a town" Dean says,
"So how's this one moving from city to city, carnival to carnival?" Sammy asks,
"They could be taking it with them, either unknowing or unknowing. Cursed object, maybe? Spirit attaches itself to something and the carnival carries it around with them" I say, sitting back, needing to listen to them now for this case, I can talk to them later.
"Great. Paranormal scavenger hunt" Sammy says, I smirk at that.
"Well, this case was your idea. By the way, why is that? You were awfully quick to jump on this job" says Dean,
"So?" Sammy asks, I see him looking to Dean co
"It's just... not like you, that's all. I thought you were hell-bent for leather on the demon hunt" Dean says, I believe its because Sammy thinks it will keep him and Deans mind off of the passing of John, but Sammy didn't use to be so keen into hunting before, maybe out of respect?
"I don't know, I just think, this job, it's what Dad would have wanted us to do" Sammy says, thought so,
"What Dad would have wanted?" Sammy says, I look down at this, damn this family has issues.
"How far now Sammy?" I ask, knowing that if we pull an all nighter we wont be awake enough for the mornings investigating,
"About five miles now, there's a motel about three away" he says, I nod in understanding,
"Good, cuz I'm tired and we can get some food in the morning before we go and take a look at the place" I say, taking a sip of water from my bag.
Thankfully it doesn't take too long to reach the motel and there was one room free, this however was one with a single and a double, the room clean-ish but at least we have a roof on our head and a working shower and toilet that's all that matters.
"Ok boys toss a coin, whoever wins gets their own bed, the other shares with me" I say, knowing they will be uncomfortable sleeping together in a double bed, normally I would have wanted to see them trying to figure out how to arrange themselves but I am too tired.
I pull my boots off as well as my jacket, putting my bag at the end of the bed and after pulling on some shorts and a sleeveless pyjamas set and brush my teeth I go to the bed,
"Ok who's my bed buddy?" I ask, sitting on the bed, brushing my hair,
"That would be me, nice pyjamas" says Dean, I poke my tongue out at him,
"You're a Gryffindor Kaylee?" Sammy asks, I look to him and look down at my pyjamas, red and with the Gryffindor crest on top,
"Of course, didn't you find out who you were Sammy?" I ask, he smirks at this,
"Course, I'm a Gryffindor too" he says, I high five him for this,
"What are you two geeks talking about?" Dean asks laying on his side of the bed,
"Harry Potter Dean, the Hogwarts houses, me and Sammy are Gryffindor's" I say, laying down in the bed, resting my head, not as good as my own but it will do,
"What house am I in?" he asks, I look to my side to Sammy seeing him looking at me too,
"Dunno, you go online onto a site called Pottermore and answer some questions and your sorted. I think I already know where you are though" I say, snuggling into the sheets,
"Oh where?" he asks, I roll over to look at him, a little surprised with how close our faces are but I keep a straight face
"Ravenclaw" I say, hearing Sammy chuckle behind me,
"Night Dean, night Sammy" I say, really cant be bothered turning again so I settle in where I am.
"Night you two" says Sammy,
"Night" Dean says, I open my eyes to him seeing him looking at me, I smile at him, seeing him smile back, and then I close my eyes and without a second I fall asleep.
I woke up to hearing engines outside, my guess is the other occupants of this place leaving. I had a good sleep, didn't feel cold at all which I suspected would happen, but no I was nice and toastie…and I just found out why
The reason being why I feel so warm and admittedly very comfortable is because I have Dean Winchester with his arms around me, my cheek on his chest covered by his wife beater top he slept in, with one of my arms around him also. Ok…what the hell do I do?
How we got in this position I will never know, but…its nice, I thought that waking up with a man would be stuffy and uncomfortable but this is really nice, the most comfortable I have ever felt waking up.
Not wanting to leave the warmth just yet, I snuggle into him, feeling his arms slightly tighten around me, this actually makes me smile, the feeling of being protected even when my protector is asleep, I'm not sure if he knows I am here with him in this position but it makes me feel special, I can dream anyway until we wake up fully.
"Rosie?" I look up to see Dean looking down at me confused but his eyes looking down at me, but he hasn't released me, has he just woken up?
"Sorry did I wake you?" I ask, now a little nervous, how does he feel about me in this position with him?
"Umm I don't know, how did…don't get me wrong this feels damn great but when did we?" he asks, I smirk at this,
"Must have been when we were asleep. If your uncomfortable –" but as I'm about to pull out of his arms, his arms tighten more, keeping me to him, I look to him curiously,
"I haven't slept that well in…damn I don't even know when. Not letting you go just yet" he says, I smile slightly at this, then a thought pops into my head,
"When will you be letting me go?" I ask, a double meaning there,
"If possible…never" he says, I look at him with slight shock at his words, seeing the truth in his eyes the way he is looking at me,
"Or unless you want to go" he says, a hand slowly as if not sure, stroking my hair and then strokes my cheek with the back of his hand, unconsciously leaning my face into his hand,
"Until the time where you say otherwise, I wont go anywhere" I say, smiling shyly, I don't think I've felt this way since…since Dean first asked me out on a date, years and years ago, the feel of butterflies in my stomach, feeling like a teenager, shy, damn this isn't me.
"Well we wont have to worry about that then will we" he says, I smile at him for this, letting out a breath of relief I didn't realise I had been holding, resting my head back onto his chest, feeling his head rest on top of mine, I close my eyes at this, this right here is perfect, I wish we could stay like this forever.