Later on that night when Dean got back to the motel room, Sammy was sitting at the table on his laptop doing more research. Dean dropped a bag of burgers and fries on the table in front of him, "eat up Sammy" Dean said, taking the burgers out of the bag and placing them in front of Sam. Sam reached up and took one of the burgers. Dean took out a plastic box with a piece of pie in it and set it on the table as he went to the fridge to grab a beer.
"Where is Becca?" Dean asked. Sam with his mouth full of food moved his head in the direction of the bathroom.
"She's in the shower, getting ready for her date." Sam said
"You gotta be kidding me." Dean said going over and seeing steam rolling out from underneath the door. "What's wrong with her shower?" Dean asked starring in disbelief at Sam who shrugged his shoulders while taking another bite out of his burger.
"This, is not okay" Dean mumbled to himself, banging on the door. He continued to bang on the door for a solid two minutes, leaning his head up against the door arms resting on either side, until Becca swung open the door. Becca stood in the door way, in nothing but a towel, hair damp and frizzy and her retainer shining as she smiled. Dean had to catch his breath, as she stared up at him. He shook his head to stop his mind from going south of the border.
"What?" she said in a lispy voice as she stared at him. He still didn't have any words. So she pushed him out of the way, heading for the table. Leaving Dean to stare into their bathroom.
"Aww man come on, it looks like a girl's locker room in here." He said, staring into the bathroom, seeing her bra and panties hanging from the shower and makeup lining the sink. Dean sniffed the air, it even smells like a girl's locker room, are you trying to kill us?
"Spent a lot of time in a girl's locker room have you?" Becca said grabbing a beer from the fridge and popping the top off.
"No." Dean chuckled, he was actually lying, he could remember quite a few romps with many of the girls field hockey team players in high school, and this made him smile. The truth of the matter was Dean actually like the smell of her perfume it was the one that she had been wearing when they first arrived in town when she had teased him by pulling her closer to him. It made his heart skip a beat in his chest, he closed the door behind him. Becca was looking at the food that Dean had brought back and had placed on the table, and poor Sam had choked on a piece of his burger, when he had seen her in only her towel.
"You gonna be okay Sammy?" She asked as she patted him on the back.
"I'll be fine he said." In a hoarse voice as he washed everything down with his beer, and placing it on the table. Becca continued looking at the food until she stumbled across Dean's pie and picked it up. Dean was still talking and was completely unaware of what she was eating. She sat down in the chair opposite of Sam at the table and crossed her legs. She put on her glasses which had dean, laughing on the inside and out.
"Look out Sam" he said pointing at Becca, "It's the revenge of the nerds." rolling her eyes and sighing she said.
"You're such a child. I hope you know that in all the movies it's the big dumb jock that gets ganked first."
"Oh that is rich," Dean continued, as he kept laughing.
"I honestly have to ask, how do you get through the metal detectors at the air port. Do they scan your mouth, do you have to show them everything. Like when you smile, do the alarms go beep, beep, beep." Becca just kept chewing her food, as Sam watched Dean.
"Quit, it Dean!" Sam said.
"What about that hair, or those glasses, I bet you have like supervision." He stated still picking fun of Becca who now was fighting back the tears that were forming. Sam could tell that she was hurt but she did her best to hide it.
"How will Mr. Robocop take you seriously, with this get up he must be your first date in ohhh I'd say a year or two." Becca stopped chewing and looked up. Dean noticed her movement. "Ohhhhhhh, noooooo, really?" He said sarcastically, "Mr. Robocop is the first date you've had in years? You really must be desperate to laid" Dean said.
"DEAN!" Sam yelled, Becca stood up and got right up in Dean's face, holding back the hurt, fighting the tears.
"You'er an asshole you know that." She said
"Yea, well your a pain in my ass!" He said sitting down at the table noticing that she had eaten all his pie.
"Go to Hell, Dean!"She spat.
"Only if you promise you won't be there. . . but on second thought why not just save me a seat." He said cooly. Becca stormed off to the bathroom and slammed the door, leaving Sam starring at Dean in utter amazement. Dean realized that he had struck one too many nerves, he felt bad, and with Sammy giving him a guilty stare, just made things that much worse. Dean got up and went over to the bathroom, and knocked on the door.
"Hey Becca, look I'm sorry. I . . . I didn't mean too say all those things", he looked down at the door knob and tried to jiggle it, it was locked. "Becca?...Becca I'm sorry!" he said. Becca just sat on the edge of the tub, crying leave it to Dean Winchester she thought, to break my heart.
A/N: So, Dean is being a douche-bag, but don't worry he gets what is coming too him. Please R&R, next chapter just full of all the good stuff.