AN: Sorry it's been a while. I've had issues with the document manager. The next couple of chapters will deal with a little more backstory. I figured these guys have a few issues to resolve before they can get along and work together. Thanks so much for the reviews. It's not the first fanfic I've written, but it is the first one I've finished and therefore posted.
The kettle boiled, causing Sam to jump slightly. He turned and finished making the coffee. He could hear sounds coming from the other room and figured Dean was awake. Before he could yell out to him if he wanted breakfast the door to the bathroom was shut, and minutes later he could hear the shower running.
He pulled the toast out of the toaster and brought the coffeepot to the dining table. He grabbed two empty mugs and sat down, waiting for Dean to come out of the bathroom. Every few minutes his gaze would drift to the phone and he would contemplate calling Isabel, only to end up shaking his head.
"You made coffee" Dean's voice startled him out of his daze and he looked up to see his brother, wearing only a pair of jeans and a t-shirt. He walked lazily to the table.
"I made breakfast" Sam said proudly, gesturing to the spread on the table before him.
Dean smirked at his brother "You'll make a wonderful wife one day"
"Bite me" Sam said.
Dean sat down and poured himself a big mug of coffee, wincing slightly as he took a sip "Not bad, but Bel's is better"
"Yeah well, she's not back yet" Sam said, a little gruffly.
Dean glanced at the clock above the stove and shrugged "It's only 10 o'clock" He said casually, spreading an obscene amount of peanut butter on his toast "They're probably still…"
"Dean!" Sam exclaimed appalled.
Dean looked at his brother, a bemused expression on his face "Dude, you've got to lighten up"
"She's our cousin" He continued "I don't want to think about her doing…that stuff"
Dean rolled his eyes "If you're worried then call her" He said with his mouth full.
"You don't think she'll get mad?"
"Oh, she'll be furious!" Dean said smiling "But it'd be nice to see her pissed at you instead of me for a change"
The front door opened and Isabel came into the kitchen. She was, of course, in the same outfit as the night before. The only difference was her hair was out and slightly tousled, and she was carrying her heels in one of her hands. She looked at the boys for minute, as if daring them to say something inappropriate and crude.
"Good morning kitten" Dean said smirking "How was your date?"
"Obviously it went very well" She said smiling.
"Would you like some coffee?" Sam asked pointing to the coffee pot.
She grimaced unsurely "Did you make it?"
"Yes, but really it's not that bad" He added defensively.
"Who cares!" She said moving towards the cupboard to grab and empty mug "I need caffeine"
Sam noticed she was noticeably limping as she walked back "Why are you limping? Are you hurt?"
"Yes" She said and almost laughed out loud when both men turned to look at her expectantly.
"What happened?" Dean asked quickly, having bristled visibly.
"We went dancing after dinner and I got a massive blister on my foot, OK?" She said, shaking her head as they looked at her suspiciously "Look! It's gross"
She walked over to the table and lifted her foot, resting it on the edge of the table. Right there at the base of her bid toe, a big angry red blister.
"I believe you, thankyou, now please remove your foot" Sam said looking away from the offending limb in disgust.
"Yeah, seriously Bel" Dean added "I think I've lost my appetite"
"Really? Oh, OK" She said, removing her foot as they asked only to lean over and snatched Dean's toast from his fingers.
"Hey, that's my breakfast!" Dean protested.
"Cry me a river Dean" She said walking away with the mug of coffee and Dean's toast "I'm gonna take a shower"