The music was still loud but I answered it anyway, holding the phone to my ear and covering my other ear with my free hand. I scooted down into the corner of the back seat just to try to get some quiet. "Hey Bobby." Suddenly the car went silent.
"Hiya girl. What's the problem?"
I looked at the guys in front of me. Sam was fully turned around, looking at me and Dean was eyeing me in the rearview mirror. I moved the phone from my ear and clicked on the speaker phone. "You're on speaker Bobby."
"Boys, I hope you're being nice to my daughter." Bobby was always the best at hellos. Suddenly the car screeched to a holt. There was a horn blaring from behind us.
"Daughter?" Sam and Dean asked in unison.
"Yeah, yah idjits. My daughter. Did Lou not tell yah?" Bobby's voice sounded tired, like he's been looking over his books all damn day again.
"Nah Bobby haven't gotten the chance. Dean was too busy hitting on me." Dean whorled in his seat and grabbed the phone from my hand.
"It's not what it sounds like Bobby I swear. If I had known she was family I wouldn't have even thought about it." Dean explained.
Bobby's voice rang through the phone, "Oh so you've had thoughts about my baby girl?"
"Well no," I had to laugh to myself. Sam seemed to also find it funny based on how his shoulders where moving. "You know I would never mess with your blood."
"Oh Bobby, come on, don't be mean." I tried in between laughs.
"You listen to me girl, just cause you ain't my blood don't mean you ain't family. And boy," he was talking to Dean again, "Lou is my life and I will cut you from balls to brains if you lay a hand on her." I laughed.
"You don't have to worry Bobby, I'll make sure he behaves," Sam interjected.
"That goes for you too Sam!" Bobby yelled. "I will not have John's boys touching my baby. I sent you to help, not to corrupt my girl do we understand each other?"
"Yes sir," Dean called out
"Yeah Bobby," Sam said at the same time.
"Lou?" Bobby asked.
"Yeah Bobby, still here."
"These are the Winchesters, John's boys." It all made sense now. Bobby always sent me away when John and his sons came into town, didn't want me mixed up in the Winchester mess. "All of the women Sam sleep with end up dead not long after." Bobby started.
"Hey," Sam interjected but Bobby just kept going.
"Dean has had the clap three times that I can remember and looks at anything in a skirt over the age of 18." I rolled my eyes.
"Yeah Bobby, I get it. Don't worry."
"I love yah baby girl. Be safe." Bobby called.
"Love you too Bobby." I pressed the end call button over the back of the front seat. The boys just looked back at me. I shrugged.
Dean throw the car back into gear and continued down the road to the bar.
After a minute or two of silence, I had to ask, "Did you really have the clap three times?
"I need a drink." Dean muttered.
I know this is a short chapter so I'm sorry about that. But hey, some is always better than none. Anyway I don't own any Supernatural epicness, just Lou.