Chapter 16

Sam brooked no arguments, and informed both Dean and Abbie that he was driving today, as they were still recuperating. Surprisingly... no fuss was made. Dean happily slid in shotgun, whilst Abbie crawled into the back and lay stretched out, her midsection was still very painful.
Kansas played softly. "You ok hon?" asked Sam.
"Yeah. Kinda nervous though yknow?" said Abbie.
"Not surprised" Sam answered.

Theyd been driving nearly 3 hours and everyone was starting to get hungry. "This looks ok bro, pull in here" Dean said.
Sam pulled up and cut the engine, unfolded his long frame achingly. Abbie stayed put. Dean peered in the back... he thought shed been quiet for the last half an hour. Man his sister liked to sleep more than he did, and he liked his bed A LOT! He opened the door and called her. "Abs. Come on, were getting something to eat" no response. A soft shake of her foot. Still nothing. Seems she was more like him than he realised. He leant over her inert form and shook her face... "Abbieeeeee" ... Oh for chrissake... "ABBIE!"
She jumped a foot in the air.
"Whathefuckwhoshurt!" she shouted in an incomprehensible babble.
Dean and Sam were both laughing hard.
"Nothing and no one Sis, just trying to wake you! Man you sleep the sleep of the dead baby sister!" Dean laughed.
"Christ on a bike, did you HAVE to shout so loud?" Abbie sulked. She hated being dragged awake so quickly, made her a cranky bitch...

"hahahahaha Sis, he tried 3 other ways of waking you but you were out for the count!" Sam grinned,
"You must be joking... I do not sleep that heavy" She was feeling petulant now, all because theyd made her feel a prize tit.
"Anyway get going if you guys are hungry! Dont let me hold you up!" she snarked.
"Ooooooooooh Sabrina has woken up in a baaaaaaad mood" said Dean.
"Bite me!" she snapped back.
"Cut it out you two, I cant be bothered refereeing today" Sam told both of them.
They wound their to the back of the greasy diner...ew it was not a classy joint.
"You wanna drive on and find another?" Dean asked.
"Man itll do, food cant be that bad" said Sam
"Not bothered" Abbie still slightly sulked. Deciding she wanted a five minute timeout, Abbie asked what her brothers wanted and went to place the order.
The guy behind the counter walked out and called pleaseantly "What can I get you?" Upon seeing Abbie standing at his counter, he looked her over appreciateivly and slowly. The slug, thought Abbie. She snapped their order at him and sat on the stool whilst he got busy.
"So havent seen you around here before. You passing through?"
Jeeeezus, she thought. Same old fuckin bullshit. So she gave the same old one word answers, hoping to put him off. A few more attempts later and he seemed to give up thank God.

The order came to $9.45, and Abbie pulled a $20 from her pocket. He took it and messed around with the cash register. Walking back he handed her 55 cents in change. She pocketed it. Then she remembered.
"Sir?" Abbie said
"Yes maam?"
"I gave you a $20"
"No you gave me a $10, I think youre mistaken"
"Dont make me say it again mr. I gave you a $20. Check your register."
"I will not. I dont like your attitude young lady"
"I havent GOT an attitude... YET. Now check the damn thing!" she started to feel a slight numbness in her fingertips. Oh god, no...but she was getting angrier by the second while this prick jerked around.
Her brothers were sat under the speaker and couldnt hear a damn word, plus a small screen around their booth made for restricted viewing too.
"Look missy, you gave me a $10, and I gave you the correct change"
She had a thought that maybe he was doing this cos she had spurned his pathetic advances. The numbness became a tingle, and that tingle became a dull pain.
"One more time buddy. CHECK THE REGISTER!"

He had the gall to just stand at look at her like SHE was the one in the wrong. By now, her fingers were on fire. A haze of red seemed to engulf her vision.
Screaming, she pointed her finger at him. "JUST GIVE ME MY CHANGE YOU FUCKIN CREEP!"
BANG! he flew back into the diners kitchen. OMG... what have I done Abbie thought.
He stumbled back up. "You crazy bitch! Youll get nothing from me!"
That did it. "You theiving, nasty assed little prick!" she screeched. Waving her hands at generally everything near to where he was, things started flying. Stools upended, knives shot into walls just skimming his head. He had SO pissed her off, she felt like the person doing this wasnt her.
Sam heard a loud crack. He peered round the screen. What he saw made his blood run cold. Abbie had him pinned up against the wall, but half way up... without holding him. Her hands were held out infront of her.
"DEAN!" Sam shouted.

They both sprinted to the counter.
"Abbie stop!" yelled Sam. She whirled round and hit him on his ass without touching him. The force was amazing. Abbie turned her attention back to the theiving sonofabitch.
Dean crept up to her, grabbed her arms. She was spitting with uncontrolled rage. One thing for for this Dean thought with a hint of regret. He pulled his hand back and gave her face a loud singing slap. It was horrible, and he hated having to do it. The light went out of her and she sagged in his arms.
They grabbed her and quickly ran from the diner, if that jerkoff called the cops, there would be no explaining this one.
They bundled her into the car.
"What the HELL did you do Abbie?" asked Dean.
"hey take it easy Bro" said Sam.
"Look im worried okay?. She cant be acting up like this in public!"
Looking back at her cos shed said nothing, they both saw her eyes roll in the back of her head...