ROUTE 666
Evie's POV
I was laying on the hood of the Impala my back pressed against the cool glass of the front windscreen waiting patiently as Sam planned a course around some construction that was going to block our path so we'd stopped at a service station and it was nice to relax given we didn't really have a case to get to although I was surprised Dean hadn't protested me sitting on top of his precious Baby but he was standing away from us with his phone pressed to his ear.
"Okay I think I found a way we can bypass that construction east of here, we might even make it to Pennsylvania faster than we thought" I looked up at Sam over the hood with a smile since that was a good thing, we'd been in the car for days now.
"That's a relief" he nodded but we looked up at Dean as he walked towards us.
"Yeah" I frowned since he didn't seem happy about it. "The problem is where not going to Pennsylvania"
"We what?" Sam asked him as he walked to the driver's side of the car.
"I just got a call from a…an old friend" I leant up on my elbows wondering what friend he was talking about, Dean didn't have friends as far as I was concerned due to his whole 'don't get close' rule. "Her father was killed last night, she thinks it might be our kind of thing" I raised an eye towards him curious to know who this was.
"What?" Sam asked him in as much disbelief I had.
"Yeah believe me she never would have called…never if she didn't need us" I shared a look with Sam as Dean got in the driver's seat. "Evelyn get your butt off Baby!" I scoffed with a small smile since there was the Dean I know and loved. "Come on, you guys coming or not?" Sam and I shared another look before I shrugged and slid of the hood.
"Shot gun!" I called out running towards the front getting in before Sam had even moved and laughed at his face as he hopped into the back closing the door right before Dean pulled out seemingly in a hurry which brought on more curiosity.
"So by old 'friend' you mean…?" Sam insinuated before I had the chance to say anything and I frowned knowing what he was really asking and turned to glare at him.
"A friend that's not new" Dean replied cutting Sam off before he could finish and Sam laughed.
"Yeah thanks"
"Who is this friend, anyway?" I asked turning towards Dean.
"It's…" I frowned as he hesitated looking over at me before clearing his throat and avoided my eyes which told me I wasn't going to like it. "It's Cassie" I clenched my fist in my lap at the sound of that name.
"Cassie, huh?" Sam asked intrigued. "You never mentioned her" I snarled under my breath and Sam looked at me more curious then ever but I avoided his eyes looking out the side window.
"Didn't I?" Dean asked clearly avoiding Sam's questioning.
"No"
"Yeah we went out" Dean finally admitted and I felt Sam's eyes on the back of my head obviously picking up my distaste for this entire topic, I was never a jealous girlfriend type but the whole Dean and Cassie situation always sent my teeth grinding because it was never a fun topic for me to think about for reasons I'd rather not think or talk about.
"You mean you dated someone other than Evie, for more than one night?"
"Am I speaking a language your not getting here?" I heard Sam laugh. "Yeah Dad, Evie and I we're working a job in Athens Ohio, she was finishing up at college we went out for a few weeks" I clenched my fists tighter grinding my teeth as my mind flashed back to that unpleasant time, there was only one light at the end of that tunnel of thoughts for me and it was what happened afterwards, after we had to leave once the hunt was done.
Cassie had broken up with him after he told her everything because she didn't believe him and somehow in the weeks afterwards when I was ignoring Dean heartbroken that he'd been with her we somehow ended up arguing very loudly when John wasn't around to hear thank god and ended up accidently admitting how I felt about him in my anger and he'd kissed me which thus started the whole sneaking around behind John's back thing as it escalated into what we are today.
"Look's it's terrible about her dad but kind of sounds like a standard car accident, I'm not seeing how it fits in with what we do" I heard Sam say snapping me out of my thoughts. "Which by the way, how does she know what we do?" Sam asked and I turned seeing if Dean was going to answer but he didn't which didn't leave that hard to guess. "You told her!" Sam exclaimed coming to that conclusion and I turned nodding my head. "He told her the secret, our big family rule number one: we do what we do and we shut up about it" Sam was on a role, suddenly angry. "For a year and a half I do nothing but lie to Jessica and you go out with this chick in Ohio a couple of times and you tell her everything?" I found myself smirking at Sam's outburst. "Dean!"
"Yeah looks like" Dean finally replied and Sam looked at me but I didn't say anything turning away from the both of them to look out my side window as we continued the rest of the drive in silence.
When we finally arrived Dean parked Baby outside of the newspaper office where Cassie worked and Sam got out ready to go inside probably itching to meet the girl that Dean spilled his guts too but I hesitated looking up at the building with ominous look.
"Evie-"
"Don't, let's just go" I said cutting Dean off and got out with him following my lead as we walked towards the doors going in, I spotted her straight away and frowned since she hadn't changed much from the few times I'd seen her, she still had the same dark hair in curls and dark chocolate skin, she turned and saw us her eyes immediately locking with Dean's.
"Dean" she all but sighed walking closer to us.
"Hey Cassie" Dean replied and I fought the urge to clench my fists, I had to keep my cool but was slowly starting to lose it as they continued to stare at each other before Dean finally cleared his throat and looked away. "This is my brother Sam and you probably remember Evie"
"Of course, hey Evie it's good to see you" I fought a small smile on my face and nodded at her.
"I'm sorry about your Dad" Dean quickly added seeing I wasn't going to talk to her if I didn't absolutely have to.
"Yeah…me too" she replied nodding her head at him, I turned seeing Sam with a small smile on his face so I quickly stomped back on his foot and he looked down glaring at me before Dean looked back curious but I played innocent and smiled at him before we followed Cassie out going back to her place to find out exactly what had happened. "My mother's been in pretty bad shape, I've been staying with her" Cassie said coming back in with some tea after we'd settled in the lounge room. "I wish she wouldn't go off by herself, she's been so nervous and frightened, she was worried about Dad"
"Why?" Dean asked her.
"He was scared, he was seeing things"
"Like what?" Dean asked her again.
"He swore he saw an awful looking black truck following him"
"A truck, who was the driver?" Sam finally spoke up.
"He didn't talk about a driver, just the truck" Cassie replied walking towards us with two cups of tea in her hands. "He said it would appear and disappear and in the accident, Dad's truck was dented like it'd been slammed into by something big" she added holding the cups towards us but I politely declined with a shake of my head so she passed mine onto Sam.
"Thanks" Sam replied looking down at me but I avoided his eyes and Dean's hard stare. "Now, you're sure this dent wasn't there before?"
"He sold cars, always drove a new one there wasn't a scratch on that thing, it had rained hard that night there was mud everywhere there was a distinct set of muddy tracks from Dad's car leading right…to the edge where he went over" she replied fighting back tears towards the end and I did sympathize for her since I never wanted to think about losing my Dad that way. "One set of tracks, his"
"And the first person killed was a friend of your fathers?" Dean asked her.
"Best friend, Clayton Soames they owned the car dealership together, same thing dent no tracks and the cops said exactly what they said about Dad 'he lost control of his car'"
"Any reason why your father and his partner might be targets?" I asked finally speaking up and saw Dean's surprise.
"No" she replied shaking her head.
"And you think this vanishing truck ran them off the road?" Sam asked her.
"When you say it aloud like that…listen I'm a little skeptical about this ghost stuff or…" she looked over at Dean. "Or whatever it is you guys are into"
"Skeptical" Dean scoffed. "If I remember I think you said I was nuts" he added and I frowned with a small glare towards Cassie but hid it before she saw.
"That was then" I bit back my own scoff knowing she was only trying to believe now because she thought we could help her, funny how she wants Dean now. "I just know I can't explain what happened up there so I called you" she added just as the front door opened. "Mom" Cassie said as an older white woman walked in startling at the sight of me and the boys. "Where have you been, I was-"
"I had no idea you had invited friends over" the woman said with a southern accent if I believe.
"Uh Mom, this is Dean a friend of mine from…college, his brother Sam and their friend Evelyn"
"Well I…I won't interrupt you"
"Mrs Robinson" Dean quickly spoke up before she could leave. "We're sorry for your loss, we'd like to talk to you for a minute if you don't mind" he added and she looked at him before shaking her head.
"I'm really not up for that just now" she replied before walking away so we told Cassie we'd go let her be with her Mom and we found a motel room for the night but before I had the chance to go inside when Sam opened the door Dean pulled on my arm stopping me.
"You sure your okay with this?" he asked before I had the chance to stop him this time.
"It's fine" I replied trying to walk away again but he kept a hold of my arm again stopping me.
"Come Eve, I know you better than that"
"I don't know what you want me to say Dean, we're here-"
"I just don't want you having the wrong idea, you know I don't care about Cassie that way anymore" I sighed turning to face him and seeing that I wasn't going to try and walk away he let go of my arm.
"I know Dean but I…I was there when you two dated, I know you cared about her deeply and when she broke up with you, you were hurt so you can't blame me for feeling a little affronted seeing her again and you two together" he frowned so I stepped closer. "Just don't give me a reason to be an obnoxious jealous girlfriend and I'll try to…get along with her as best I can"
"Hey" he said looking at me seriously. "You know those days we're gone the moment you screamed you loved me for the first time" I scoffed rolling my eyes at him before heading inside with a small smile recalling that fight perfectly.
Dean and I we're in a random flea invested motel room waiting for John to check in with us about his new findings for the case we were currently working on, I was sitting on my bed feet propped up with my journal in my lap scribbling down a few noteworthy thoughts when Dean opened the door carrying a take-out bag with food he'd picked up from a diner across the street.
I frowned looking back down because ever since we'd left Ohio he'd been different, more aloof and pouty than ever and I blamed it all on Cassie, I knew he'd opened up to her about everything and she'd thrown him out the door which I know hurt him and his already deep trust issues but that's not the only reason we'd barely spoken since Ohio.
It had broken my heart when I found out he was seeing Cassie, I'd gotten used to Dean's playboy ways and hiding how I really felt about him being with other girls but they'd only been for one night and I knew that Dean would always come back to me but he'd been gone so much in those weeks spent in Ohio that I felt as if my world was crashing down and that'd I'd lost him which in a way I had, he was someone else's not mine and knew he'd never be mine but I'd never thought I'd have to worry about seeing him with someone else.
"Evelyn!" I looked up hearing him yell my name. "About time, I've been trying to get your attention for ten minutes…actually scratch that, you haven't said more than three words to me in weeks, what's wrong with you?" I frowned looking back down at my journal. "Well?" he pressed when I didn't answer him but I still ignored him and that seemed to be the last straw, he marched up and yanked my journal from me throwing it across the room against the other wall which dented with the force of his throw.
"Hey!" I exclaimed but he was grabbing my arms hauling me onto my feet.
"Why won't you talk to me, what did I do?" he yelled right in my face but I didn't flinch, nothing about Dean had or would ever scare me and I was too angry at him to show fear.
"I don't have to explain anything to you!" I yelled back throwing my hands down getting myself out of his grip. "Just leave me alone!" I pushed past him walking over to my journal.
"No I won't, you've been ignoring me ever since Ohio and I think I deserve to know why?" I scoffed bending down to pick up my journal.
"You wouldn't care anyways, just run off like you always do and find a nice blonde to spend your time with"
"That's what this is about, I don't spend time with you!"
"No, I don't care what you do Dean" I spat at him.
"Sounds like you do"
"God Dean just shut up!" I yelled turning towards him. "You really want to know?!"
"Yes!" he yelled back at me.
"It's Cassie!" he frowned looking down at the mention of her name. "You told her the secret Dean, you told her our special thing"
"Yeah and it backfired, she dumped me!" I frowned since he still didn't get it.
"That…that's not the point Dean"
"What are you trying to say!?" I rolled my eyes since he was so infuriating.
"I already told you, you told her and she could have…" I trailed off biting my tongue.
"She could have what?" he asked me.
"She could have accepted it and where would that leave me!" I yelled before looking down. "I've always been the only one to know this part of you, the hunter you but you told her and I could have lost you Dean"
"Evie no one can ever replace you, your my best friend" I flinched feeling those words cut deeper than any blade ever could. "Your the one I see every day and you're right there beside me through every hunt every little thing we face, I could never abandon you for anyone else" I felt my anger rising again and knew I couldn't stop it, the next words shot out of my mouth before I could stop them.
"I love you!" I watched his eyes widen in shock knowing that I didn't mean that in a platonic friend or brother kind of way and suddenly before I knew it he'd crossed the room in two strides pulling me into his arms crashing his lips to mine and I felt like melting as I sunk into him wrapping my arms around his shoulder as I kissed him back and it felt exactly how I knew it would.
The next morning we awoke to bad news finding out there was another crash last night with the same M.O as Cassie's father so we wasted no time getting dressed and drove to the crash sight seeing police officers already cleaning up the mess and it was easy to spot Cassie talking to the mayor so we approached.
"Accidents do happen Cassie, that's what they are accidents" I frowned at the mayor since even an idiot should have seen that this was strange, three accidents like this all on the same stretch of road with the same M.O.
"Did the cops check for additional denting on Jimmy's car, see if it was pushed?" Dean spoke up.
"Who's this?" the mayor asked Cassie nodding at us.
"Dean and Sam Winchester and their friend Evelyn…family friends, this is mayor Harold Todd" Cassie introduced us and I smiled as she paused over my name not knowing my last name.
"There's one set of tire tracks, one, doesn't point to foul play" the mayor argued and I saw Dean looking over the crash before he turned to me and Sam, he'd seen something.
"Mayor, the police and town officials take their cues from you, if your indifferent-"
"Indifferent?" the mayor snapped cutting Cassie off.
"Would you close the road if the victims were white" my eyes widened with a small smirk for her practically accusing the mayor of being racist.
"You suggesting I'm racist, Cassie" the mayor asked her. "I'm the last person you should talk to like that"
"Any why is that?" Cassie shot back with venom lacing every word making my smile widen, this girl had fire I'll give her that and I could see why Dean had liked her.
"Why don't you ask your mother?" the mayor replied before walking away.
After seeing the crash we returned to the motel to get changed so that we could ask around town and a couple of the deceased people's buddies to figure out exactly what was going on, I was in the bathroom getting changed into my work clothes, a white blouse and a grey pencil skirt while Sam and Dean we're in the main room getting dressed up in their suits.
"I'll say this for her, she's fearless" I heard Sam's voice flow in from the other room as I stood at the sink applying some make-up to look professional. "Bet she kicked your ass a couple of times" I rolled my eyes at Sam, he seemed to be enjoying this all too much. "What's interesting is you guys never really look at each other at the same time, you look at her when she's not looking and she checks you out when you look away, it's just an interesting observation in a…you know observationally interesting way"
"You think we might have more pressing issues here?" I heard Dean snap before I walked out and they both turned to me as I approached reaching up fixing Dean's tie.
"You two done yet?" I asked looking more at Sam, practically telling him with my eyes to cut it out.
"Hey if I'm hitting a nerve…"
"Oh let's go" Dean spoke cutting him off and walked away.
"Cut it out Sam" I warned but the smile didn't leave his face as I grabbed the grey suit jacket that matched my pencil skirt before I followed Dean out.
We drove down to the docks area where we knew a couple of friends of our deceased would be and finally saw two men, one black and one white sitting down playing some kind of game so we approached them with confidence.
"Excuse me, are you Ron Stubbins?" Dean asked. "You we're friends with Jimmy Anderson?"
"Who are you?" the white man asked us.
"We're with Mr Anderson's insurance company-"
"All three of you?" he asked cutting Dean off suspicious and I mentally cursed since this was so much easier when it was just me and Dean since John always let us do most of the questioning together.
"I'm a trainee" I replied and he nodded seemingly accepting that.
"We're here to dot some I's and cross some T's" Dean added.
"We were just wondering, had the deceased mentioned any unusual recent experiences?" Sam asked them.
"What do you mean, 'unusual'?"
"Well visions, hallucinations"
"It's all part of a medical examination kind of thing, all very standard" Dean added.
"What company you say you're with?" he asked us suspicious.
"All national mutual" Dean replied pulling out some fake documents from his jacket pocket to show them before quickly stuffing it back since clearly there wasn't anything really on that page. "Tell me did he ever mention seeing a truck, big black truck?"
"What the hell you talking about, you even speaking English?" the white guy asked us but I'd seen the black man flinch slightly when Dean had mentioned the truck.
"Son this truck, a big scary monster looking thing?" the black guy spoke up looking up at Dean.
"Yeah actually I think so" the guy nodded. "What?" Dean asked him since he clearly knew something.
"I have heard of a truck like that"
"You have?" I asked him curiously. "Where?"
"Not where, when" he replied making me frown confused. "Back in the 60's there was a string of deaths, black men, story goes they disappeared in a big nasty black truck"
"They ever catch the guy who did it?" Dean asked him.
"Never found him, hell not sure they even really looked" I frowned at the racist remark again, they had some serious issues with racism in this town. "See there was a time this town wasn't too friendly to all its citizens"
"Thank you" Sam said before we walked away with the information we'd needed.
"Truck" Dean said as soon as we were a safe distance away.
"It keeps coming up, doesn't it?" Sam asked.
"You know I was thinking, you heard of the Flying Dutchman?" Dean asked and I looked up.
"Yeah a ghost ship, infused with the captains evil spirit it was basically a part of him" I replied walking in step between them.
"So what if we're dealing with the same thing, you know a phantom truck the extension of some bastards ghost re-enacting past crimes?" Dean asked and I nodded since it made some sense.
"The victims have all been black men" Sam added.
"I think it's more than that, they all seemed to be connected to Cassie and her family" Dean replied and I frowned knowing where this was heading.
"Alright well you work that angle, go talk to her" Sam replied and I looked up with a frown not agreeing with that at all but then reminded myself to push down the little green monster, I had to trust Dean.
"Yeah I will" Dean replied looking down at me but I kept a neutral look on my face.
"Oh and you might want to mention that other thing" Sam added and both Dean and I looked up at him, Dean confused, me with anger because he was really starting to get on my nerves since it seemed like he wanted to push them together.
"What other thing?" Dean asked stopping in front of us making us stop walking.
"The serious unfinished business" Sam replied then scoffed shaking his head. "Dean, what is going on with you two?" Dean looked down at me. "I'm not talking about Evie" Sam clarified and Dean sighed.
"Alright so maybe we we're a little bit more involved than I said" Dean admitted and I fought back the pang of jealously.
"Oh okay" Sam smiled and I was seriously getting ready to hit him.
"Okay a lot more, maybe" Dean said chancing a look down at me but I avoided his eyes. "And I told her the secret about what we do and I shouldn't have"
"Oh look man, everybody's gotta open up to someone sometime" I frowned since he'd had me but at that time it was different and hearing Sam say that reminded me of an old thought that in the end I was never enough for Dean and eventually he'd see that.
"Yeah I don't" Dean replied adding fresh salt into that thought and wound. "It was stupid to get that close, I mean look how it ended" Sam gave him another look and smile that I'd finally had enough of and scoffed walking away. "Would you stop!" I heard Dean yell before I was out of earshot.
Dean's POV
I watched Eve walk away knowing Sam was doing nothing but hurting her by continuously bringing up Cassie and I know I wasn't helping but he was relentless and it was really starting to piss me off because I'd be the one to cop Eve's anger when it completely boiled over.
"You loved her?" Sam suddenly said making me turn back.
"Oh God" I groaned turning walking away myself, I hadn't been in love with Cassie, not then and not now.
"You we're in love with her but you dumped her?" he added undeterred, I sighed looking up and shook my head slightly looking over at Eve but he didn't seem to notice. "Oh wow, she dumped you"
"Get in the car and cut it out" I spat looking over at the car again where Eve was waiting leaning up against it with a sour look on her face.
"Does Evie know that?"
"Yes and you need to stop, she's pissed enough as it is and you're not helping" I replied before walking away, I passed Eve and tried to smile at her but she looked away and got into the back making me frown, I was gonna kill Sam.
I dropped Sam and Eve at the motel watching the latter go inside with a lot of hesitation, I hated doing this to her and really wished that I hadn't gotten involved with Cassie at all but I knew without it we might have never gotten together so in a way it worked out but I know it still bothered Evie especially now when I pulled away heading to Cassie's.
When I arrived the sun had set, I walked up the steps and knocked on the glass window in the door and it opened reveling Cassie.
"Dean"
"Hey" I replied trying my best to sound like I wanted to be here instead of back at the room with Eve reassuring her that she was the one I wanted and loved.
"Hey come on in" I nodded and passed her going inside before she shut the door.
"So you busy or…?"
"Uh the papers doing a tribute to Jimmy, uh…I was just going through his stuff…his awards, trying to find the words" she replied walking back over to the desk as I hovered back leaning up against the wall keeping distance between us not that it was necessary since I'd never hurt Eve by cheating on her.
"That's gotta be tough"
"For years this family owned the paper, the Dorian's they had a whites-only staff policy, after they sold it Jimmy became the first black reporter he didn't stop until he became editor, he taught me everything" she replied before walking back over to me. "Where's your brother and Evelyn?"
"Not here" I replied pausing slightly.
"Alright so what brings you here?" she asked.
"Trying to find the connection between the three victims, by the way did you talk to your mom about what Todd said about not being racist?"
"I did" she nodded. "She didn't want to talk about it"
"Right" I nodded looking around for something else to talk about but was a little curious to why she asked where Sam and Evie was so I turned back to her. "So just then, why'd you ask where my brother and Evie was?"
"Nothing, not important" she replied but I could tell she was lying.
"Could it be because without them here it's just you and me, not you, me, Sam and Evelyn which would be easier" I knew I should stop but anger was bubbling towards the surface.
"It's not easier" she replied. "Look I-"
"No forget it, it's fine" I cut her off and walked away stopping myself before I said things I didn't want to say. "We'll keep it strictly business"
"I forgot you do that" she scoffed so I turned back to her.
"Do what?"
"Oh whenever we get…what's the word 'close' anywhere in the neighborhood of emotional vulnerability, you back off or make some joke or find any way to shut the door on me" the anger bubbled up and I couldn't force it down this time.
"Oh that's hilarious, see I'm not the one who took that big and final door and slammed it behind me"
"Wait a minute-"
"And I'm not the one who took the key and buried it"
"Are we done with this metaphor?" she asked clearly with her own anger.
"All I'm saying was I was totally up-front with you and you nailed me with it"
"The guy I'm with, the guy I'm hoping might be in my future tells me he professionally pops ghosts-"
"Those arent the words I used" I cut her off.
"And that he has to leave to go work with his father and this girl travelling with them-"
"I did" I yelled at her
"All I could think was if you wanted out fine but don't tell me this insane story-"
"It was the truth Cassie" I snapped cutting her off. "And I noticed it didn't sound so insane the minute you thought I could help you"
"Back then I thought you just wanted to dump me" she replied walking away.
"Whoa, let's not forget who dumped who okay" I quickly cut her off moving in front of her again.
"Oh come on Dean, we both knew I was never the girl you really wanted to be with" she suddenly said and I took a step back filled with remorse knowing that she'd been right, I'd had feelings for Evie but I'd pushed them down thinking she'd never feel anything for me and it had been wrong to get into something with Cassie when my heart hadn't been in it. "It was never really me, I knew that and deep down you did too" she added making my frown deepen. "I saw the way you looked at her, at Evelyn, even now you two…you're together arent you's?" she asked and I looked up. "I couldn't compete with that so I saved you the trouble of breaking up with me later on"
"Cassie it wasn't…" I sighed knowing how true that was, I had been in love with Eve and knew that I had used Cassie as a distraction back then. "I'm sorry Cassie" she shook her head lifting my face with a hand on my cheek.
"Don't be, she's who you wanted and I hated you for using me but what you guys have…it's real, I could tell even back then which is why I broke it off" I sighed slowly nodding my head in silent thanks knowing that if it wasn't for her Eve and I would never have gotten together.
"I have to go" she nodded and I walked out getting into the Impala driving back to the motel.
Evie's POV
It's been hours since Dean had dropped us off and as the minutes ticked by I was growing more and more anxious unable to sit still watching my phone as if expecting it to ring but it didn't and that made me wonder what they we're doing and the jealously was slowly rising again as I thought up possible things and I'd eventually began pacing feeling the need to do something and sitting doing research with Sam wasn't enough to distract myself from my thoughts before I groaned and threw my phone watching it bounce across the floor disappearing underneath one of the beds.
"This is all your fault!" I snapped turning to glare at Sam.
"Why's it my fault?"
"You're the one that keeps pushing him to Cassie, telling him to go and see her"
"Dean wouldn't cheat on you" he protested but I growled out resuming pacing. "Evie you know Dean better than anyone, do you really believe that he'd cheat on you?"
"I don't know anymore Sam" it was true, ever since Sam had joined us nothings been the same and that scared me, Dean didn't need me by his side in hunts anymore so why shouldn't he seek sexual satisfaction elsewhere too. "I'm going for a walk" I spat grabbing my jacket pulling it on before walking out.
I had no destination in mind and just walked and walked until my feet we're numb from the cold given it had started snowing but I didn't care and welcomed the numb feeling that spread through my body since it reflected my thoughts perfectly as I continued to walk eventually finding myself in a park and sat on a bench seat ignoring the fact it was ice cold.
More and more the last few weeks I've been thinking of going home, taking a break from all this and Dean because let's face it, it all just seemed wrong lately every little thing was flaring up in my face and I felt like Dean and I just weren't working out anymore, maybe they'd be better off if I left, they could find John by themselves, I can't compete with family bonds and I shouldn't.
"Evie" I looked up suddenly and saw Dean standing in front of me. "I've been looking for you everywhere" I frowned looking down. "I came back to the motel and Sam said you walked out"
"I'm fine, just needed to walk" I shrugged wiping at my face in case I had tears running down my face and felt how cold it really was.
"Well it's freezing, let's go back" I sighed nodding my head and stood up walking with him back towards the motel trying to warm up my hands rubbing them together.
"So what happened?" I asked not really sure I wanted to know.
"Nothing" I frowned looking up at him. "You honestly think I'd cheat on you?" he asked coming to a stop making me stop.
"I don't know any more Dean" I admitted and knew it had pissed him off as soon as it was out.
"What do you mean you don't know?" he spat out. "When have I ever implied or given you reason to doubt my commitment to you?"
"I do-"
"Don't say 'you don't know' look me in the eyes and tell me?" I frowned avoiding his face but he grabbed my cheeks locking my gaze to his. "When, come on say it?"
"When we brought Sam back into the equation!" I yelled out throwing his arms away from me. "I've had to face facts Dean, you don't need me anymore you have Sam back and together your going to find your Dad and deal with the demon that you've all been hunting your entire lives which leaves me back at that junkyard with my Dad being treated like a porcelain doll again"
"That's bullshit!" he yelled.
"Is it?" I asked glaring up at him. "Nothings been the same since Sam joined back up with us, we haven't had sex in forever so why wouldn't I doubt that you're getting sexual gratification elsewhere since we went from having sex at least twice a day to none"
"So what you want to start having sex, fine let's have sex right here in the snow!" I rolled my eyes walking away from him. "Don't walk away from me!"
"Enough Dean, I'm tired so let's just stop before we both say something we don't mean"
"Oh I think that ship sailed a long time ago" he spat back making me turn back to him.
"What do you mean?"
"You know what I mean Shortstack" I flinched at the nickname because it wasn't said with love or playfulness like I was used to.
"I'm not going to do this right now, were both angry so let's just focus on the hunt, I'll get my own room tonight"
"Don't bother, I'll sleep on the couch" he walked off leaving me in the middle of the street but soon I followed him walking back into the room and Sam looked up when we came in but after seeing our looks quickly looked back down.
I grabbed some clothes out of my bag heading straight to the bathroom shutting the door flipping the lock before I jumped into the shower letting the water cascade over my body before I washed my hair and body with Dean's stuff which was already in the shower because I'd forgotten to grab my shower products then climbed out wrapping a towel around my waist.
I blow dried my hair flipping it back then pulled on my clothes before I walked out seeing Sam already laying on one of the beds with the TV running watching some show but I turned and saw Dean laying on the couch with his back facing us so I sighed crossing the room dumping my clothes into my bag then laid down as Sam looked over at me but I shook my head telling him not to say anything because Dean was probably wide awake since I knew he hated sleeping on couches given his length and stature, I turned my back onto Sam and closed my eyes forcing myself to fall asleep.
I don't know how long I'd laid there listening to the silence except for the TV running and when I turned I was surprised seeing Sam had actually crashed out so I reached for the remote turning the TV off then laid back down on my back looking up at the ceiling.
"Dean?" I whispered seeing if he too was struggling falling asleep since this was ridiculous but he didn't answer which meant he was either asleep or still ignoring me, I looked at the clock seeing it was close to 5:00 am so I sighed getting up giving up on sleep and quickly pulled on a pair of jogging pants, jacket and sneakers before tip toeing towards the door.
I cast one last look at them before slipping out and started running off the frustration and anger and man it felt good to run again, I used to do it everyday but lately had stopped and maybe that was a little bit of the problem, Dean and I had been so wrapped up in our own little bubble that we came too codependent and now that Sam was back we weren't spending every minute with each other so that left me with nothing to do.
I never wanted to be a girl that was so dependent on a guy and lost sight of that so maybe it was best Dean and I take some time for ourselves, I could give him a free pass to do whatever he wanted and I'll do what I wanted.
I saw police lights up ahead so I slowed down my run to a brisk jog before stopping completely seeing the aftermath of what looked like a hit and run and the mayor's body being covered up, I walked closer to get a better look but was suddenly stopped by a police officer.
"Sorry miss, you can't get any closer" I reached into my jacket pocket and flashed my fake police badge and he looked at it briefly before I snapped it closed and put it back.
"So what happened here?" I asked him and he told me exactly what I'd thought had happened, it appeared that the mayor had been run over but once again there weren't any tracks meaning our mysterious ghost truck struck again but the mayor didn't fit the pattern, he was white. "Thank you" I nodded walked away grabbing my phone out immediately going to call Dean but stopped pressing Sam's contact instead.
"Hello?" he answered groggily.
"Sam it's me"
"Evie, where are you?" he asked and I pictured him looking over at my bed confused.
"I went for a run but we got a problem, the mayor's been killed"
"Your kidding?" he asked.
"I wish I was, grab Dean I'm at the mayors development block" I hung up then walked around finding out as much information as I could before I finally spotted them coming towards the crime scene and the cops were trying to stop them. "They're with me" they nodded and let them pass.
"Why'd you leave?" Dean asked
"Never mind that" I replied not wanting to go into the fact that I hadn't slept.
"So what happened?" Sam asked before Dean and I could get into it.
"Every bone crushed, internal organs turned to pudding the cops are all stumped it's like something ran him over" I replied as we walked.
"Something like a truck?" Dean asked.
"Yup"
"Tracks?"
"Nope" I replied keeping it short and simple.
"What was the mayor doing here anyway?" Dean asked me.
"He owned the property, brought it a few weeks ago"
"But he's white, doesn't fit the pattern" Dean replied.
"Killings didn't happen up on the road, that doesn't fit either" Sam added then looked between me and Dean. "How about you and Dean go talk to Cassie, I'll go to the courthouse try and find more information" I raised an eye but the look he gave me I shut up and nodded.
"Yeah okay" I looked down at my workout clothes. "I want to stop off at the motel and change first" I added looking at Dean before I started walking towards the Impala that they'd driven here.
I hopped into the passenger seat and Dean begrudgingly followed getting into the drivers seat and pulled the Impala out onto the road but we remained in absolute silence neither of us even looking at each other all the way to the motel and he waited in the car while I went inside and changed my clothes, I walked out closing the door behind me making sure it was locked and walked towards the Impala seeing Dean exactly where I left him but saw he was on the phone when I slipped back into the passenger seat.
"Okay, we'll be over soon, thanks Cassie" I frowned fighting the urge to say something especially as he hung up. "Cassie's at the newspaper office, we're gonna meet her there" I nodded buckling up my seat belt.
The drive over to the newspaper office was again in silence and we walked in and saw Cassie walking around but she looked up with a smile as soon as her eyes landed on Dean, I frowned ready to walk out not wanting to bear witness to her flirting with him but before I even had the chance Dean grabbed ahold of my hand as if he had read my thoughts.
I looked up surprised and confused but he smiled and dragged me forward towards Cassie who stared down at Dean's hand in mine so I made the bold move moving our fingers to entwine and smiled as we got to work sitting down at her desk and we started researching connections between all the people that have gotten killed.
"Here" I looked up startled as did Dean and saw Cassie holding out two mugs with coffee if I had to guess, I didn't want to take it but could really use the coffee fix so I ended up taking it and she quickly grabbed one for herself before taking a seat on Dean's other side.
"So what are you guys looking for exactly?" she asked us.
"We're trying to find some link between those killings in the 60's and what's going on now, there wasn't a lot about in the paper"
"Not surprising, probably minimal police work too" Cassie replied and I took a sip from the mug to hide my frown. "Back then equal justice under the law wasn't too literal around here" she added just as my phone rang and when I looked down I saw Sam's name so I quickly answered it.
"Yeah Sammy, what'cha got?"
"The courthouse records show that Mr Mayor brought an abandoned property, the previous owner was the Dorian family for like 150 years"
"Dorian?" I asked turning to Dean and his eyes widened a little.
"Yeah" Sam replied.
"Didn't you say the Dorian family used to own this paper?" Dean asked looking over at Cassie, I guessed they talked about this when he saw her last night.
"Along with most everything else around here, real pillars of the town"
"Right, right" Dean mumbled leaning forward and started typing something into the search engine and what came up wasn't what I'd been expecting, the first thing was a missing person's report for some Cyrus Dorian. "That's interesting"
"What?" Sam asked having heard Dean so I handed the phone over to him.
"This Cyrus Dorian, he vanished in April of '63, the case was investigated but never solved and it's right around the string of murders going on back then" Dean filled in as I lent towards him to hear Sam on the other end.
"I pulled up the paper on the Dorian place, must've been in bad shape when the mayor brought it"
"Why?" Dean asked him.
"The first thing he did was bulldoze"
"Mayor Todd knocked down the Dorian place?" Dean asked inclining his head towards Cassie.
"It was a big deal, one of the oldest local houses left he made the front page" Cassie replied nodding her head.
"You got a date?" Dean asked into the phone again.
"Uh…the third of last month" Sam replied and Dean searched for news articles and pulled up the article relating to the tear down.
"Mayor Todd bulldozed the Dorian family home on the 3rd, the first killing was the very next day" Dean pointed out and we shared a look before we finished up and went to meet up with Sam since we had a lead now.
It was looking more and more like a spirit set on revenge and if I had to guess it was this Cyrus guy even though the report didn't say he was dead, it wasn't hard to guess but since I wasn't talking to Dean I didn't say a thing the whole way back to the motel and he didn't seem like he wanted to share anything either.
We spent most of the rest of the night all sitting at the table in the motel room searching up as much information we could on the Dorian place and Cyrus' missing person's case so that we could find out exactly what happened so we could salt and burn the body and get this case over and done with.
"Are you two gonna talk to each other?" Sam suddenly spoke up.
"What are you talking about?" Dean argued looking up at him but I kept my head lowered.
"You two have barely said more than a sentence to each other since we got here and it's only gotten worse since last night"
"We're fine Sam" I spoke up but the look he gave me said he didn't believe me and Dean looked over ready to say something but his phone started ringing and he answered it.
"Yeah Cassie" my frown deepened because of course, she couldn't leave us alone. "Cassie…Cassie!" he yelled before dropping the phone and stood up grabbing his jacket from the back of his seat. "We have to go"
"What, why?" I asked.
"That was Cassie, something's up" I frowned but didn't argue knowing that he'd just go with or without me so I grabbed my own red leather jacket pulling it on sharing a confused look with Sam before we followed him out and he drove to Cassie's place.
When we arrived and she let us in looking shaken up about something before she started filling us in on the fact that the phantom truck had been here and had chased her around the house from the outside, I started making some tea since it's what helped me calm down and handed it to her and she smiled up at me surprised but right now I was putting our differences aside at least for now.
"Maybe you could throw a couple of shots in that" she said taking the cup and saucer from me and I couldn't help the smile as I took a seat beside Sam on the lounge across from the one Dean and Cassie were sitting on.
"You didn't see who was driving the truck?" Dean asked her as I chanced a glance over at Cassie's mother who was looking almost as shaken up as Cassie was.
"It seemed to be no one" Cassie replied and I frowned since that practically confirmed our theory that the truck wasn't an actual truck. "Everything was moving so fast and then it was just gone, why didn't it kill us?" she asked.
"Whatever's controlling the truck wants you afraid first" Dean replied chancing a glance at Sam.
"Mrs Robinson, Cassie said that your husband saw the truck before he died" Sam added looking at Cassie's Mom and she looked at him almost startled and wide eyed.
"Mom?" Cassie prompted and her Mom looked over at her.
"Oh Martin was under a lot of stress, you can't be sure about what he was seeing" her mom dismissed making me frown because she was clearly hiding something.
"Well after tonight I think we can be reasonably sure that he was seeing a truck" I argued trying not to glare too much, I hated people who tried to make others sound crazy.
"She's right, what happened tonight you and Cassie are marked" Dean added sounding close to being angry himself at the older woman. "Okay your daughter could die, so if you know something now would be a really good time to tell us about it-"
"Dean" Cassie cut him off.
"Yes" her mom said making us all turn to her. "Yes, he said he saw a truck"
"Did he know who it belonged to?" Sam asked her.
"He thought he did" she replied.
"And who was that?" I asked but probably already knew the answer.
"Cyrus" she replied after a second of hesitation and I shared looks with Sam and Dean. "A man named Cyrus" Dean quickly reached into his jacket and pulled out the missing persons news report of Cyrus Dorian.
"Is this Cyrus?" Dean asked holding it up.
"Cyrus Dorian died more than 40 years ago" I frowned furrowing my eyes as Dean and I shared a look knowing for certain that the news report never said he died and none of our research had said he died.
"How do you know he died Mrs Robinson?" Dean asked her and she looked up probably realizing she'd made a mistake. "The paper said he went missing, how do you know he died?"
"We we're all very young, I dated Cyrus a while I was also seeing Martin in secret of course" Mrs Robinson replied and I frowned since I could never imagine seeing two people at once, I can barely handle the one relationship I'm in now and with that thought I looked over at Dean. "Because interracial couples didn't go over too well then, when I broke it off with Cyrus and when he found out about Martin…I don't know he changed…his hatred, his hatred was frightening"
"The string of murders" Sam spoke up looking over at Dean.
"There were rumors, people of color disappearing into some kind of a truck, nothing was ever done" she trailed off again lip quivering as she fought back her emotions. "Martin and um…Martin and I, we were gonna be married in that little church near here but last minute we decided to elope because we didn't want all the attention"
"And Cyrus?" Dean pressed as she trailed off again.
"The day we set for the wedding was…the day someone set fire to the church" she choked up more struggling with the rest. "There was a children's choir practicing in there, they all died" she added before covering her mouth as the tears spilled over her eyes.
"Did the killings stop after that?" Sam asked her.
"No…there was one more" she replied choking up. "One night that truck came for Martin, Cyrus beat Martin something terrible but Martin, you see Martin got loose and he started hitting Cyrus and he just kept hitting him and hitting him" she broke out into sobs.
"Why didn't he call the cops?" I asked her.
"This was 40 years ago" she argued looking at me like it should've been obvious. "He called on his friends, Clayton Soames and Jimmy Anderson and they put Cyrus' body into the truck and rolled it into the swamp at the edge of his land and all three of them kept that secret all these years"
"And now all three are gone" Sam pointed out the obvious.
"So is Mayor Todd" Dean added before turning back to Mrs Robinson. "Now he said that you of all people would know he's not a racist, why would he say that?"
"He was a good man, he was a young deputy back then investigating Cyrus' disappearance, once he figured out what Martin and the others had done he…he did nothing because he also knew what Cyrus had done"
"Why didn't you tell me?" Cassie asked her mother.
"I thought I was protecting them and now there's no one left to protect"
"Yes there is" Dean replied and looked at Cassie making me frown but knew it was the truth and it was our job so I was going to have to push down my own insecurities and dislike and work the job like John trained me to do.
We left Cassie and her mother but didn't exactly go anywhere and we're camping out the front next to the Impala watching the house, Sam was leaning against the side of the bonnet and once again I was sitting on top leaning against the front windscreen.
"Oh my life was so simple, just school, exams…papers on polycentric cultural norms" I couldn't help but laugh.
"So we saved you from a boring existence" Dean spoke up.
"Yeah occasionally I miss boring" Sam sighed and I looked up since I missed boring sometimes too.
"So this killer truck-" Dean started getting back to the topic most at hand.
"I miss conversations that didn't start with 'this killer truck'" I spoke up and they both turned towards me, both with small smiles of their own.
"Alright well this Cyrus guy?" Dean stated so I sighed sitting up. "Evil on a level that infected even his truck, when he died the swamp became his tomb and his spirit was dormant for 40 years"
"So what woke it up?" Sam asked.
"The construction on his house" I supplied offering up my two cents. "Or destruction"
"Right" Sam and Dean nodded.
"Demolition or remodeling can awaken spirits, make them restless like that theater in Illinois?" I didn't recall that one so it must have been before I hunted with Dean and John.
"Yup" Dean nodded remembering it. "And the guy who tears down the family homestead, Harold Todd is the same guy that kept Cyrus' murder quiet and unsolved"
"So now his spirit is awakened and out for blood" Sam replied nodding his head.
"I guess, who knows what ghosts are thinking anyway"
"You boys know we're gonna have to dredge that body up from the swamp right?" I spoke up and once again they turned to me with looks that said 'yes' "Oh man" I groaned.
"You said it" Dean laughed and Sam and I joined in but I trailed off when I saw Cassie walking towards us. "Hey" Dean greeted seeing her as well.
"Hey" she replied smiling at him. "She's asleep" I moved hopping off the hood walking towards the back of the Impala. "So now what?" she asked eyes following me.
"Well you stay put and look after her and we'll be back, don't leave the house" she nodded looking over at me once more.
"Evelyn can I talk to you?" I looked up shocked and went to say no but the pleading look she was giving me suddenly made me nod and we walked a little bit away.
"So what's up?" I asked crossing my arms over my chest nervously looking anywhere but at her.
"I wanted you to know that whatever happened between Dean and I, it's over" I frowned turning towards her. "I'm sorry" I frowned more looking down at my feet.
"Why are you sorry, I've the one that's been a bitch the whole time so I should be apologizing to you" she shook her head.
"You have every right, I'm the ex-girlfriend" I sighed at the word ex-girlfriend since Dean had never said it aloud and hearing it from her seemed worse. "But I thought you should know, he never loved me and I knew that which is why I broke it off, he loved you and he still does" I nodded not needing her to tell me that my boyfriend loved me.
"Alright, I should go" she nodded and I turned walking towards the Impala where the boys already were in and hopped into the back and Dean turned to me but I avoided his eyes looking out the side window.
As soon as we got out to the old Dorian place the boys wadded into knee deep sludge of the swamp feeling around for the truck while I stayed on the shoreline with the flashlight since it was beyond dark now and to make this night any worse it was snowing providing enough blanket on the ground to make it even slipperier with the mud already being an issue.
"Alright we got it!" I heard Dean call out as they clipped the straps to the bumper than came out of the water with the other end of the strap and clipped it to the tractor we'd found on the property before Dean hopped up hotwiring it.
"Alright lets get her up" Dean started forward with Sam guiding him up. "Alright little more…little more…little more" I rolled my eyes at Sam.
"All right stop" I called once the truck was completely out of the swamp.
"Nice" Sam said when Dean jumped down as the tractor rumble off.
"Hell yeah" I rolled my eyes at Dean as we walked over to the Impala into the back pulling out everything we needed to burn the body.
"You know you two are going to have to talk eventually"
"What?" Dean and I said at the same time turning to face Sam.
"Okay seriously, you two are practically perfect for each other you need to talk"
"We have talked and said everything we needed to say" I argued ignoring Dean's look.
"Can we focus here, please?" I nodded my agreement.
"I'm just saying here guys?"
"Hold that" Dean cut Sam off handing him something.
"Alright what am I getting?" Sam asked giving up on pressing us for the moment.
"Gas, flashlight" Dean replied looking up seeing me still holding the flashlight. "Alright lets get this done" we walked back over to the truck and all shared a look before Dean opened the door and I practically gagged at the sight of the rotting corpse, no matter how many times you see one you never get used to it. "Alright lets get to it" I nodded my agreement covering my nose as Dean lifted the thing out of the truck.
He laid the body down before Sam poured the gasoline over Dorian's body and Dean sprinkled the salt both covering it completely before I pulled the matches out of my pocket and stuck one then dropped it and watched the corpse catch fire.
"Think that'll do it?" Sam asked but a deep roar of an engine answered him and lights suddenly turned on blinding us, I shielded my eyes and saw the phantom truck in front of us.
"I guess not" Dean shot back as we stared at the truck.
"So burning the body had no affect on that thing?" Sam asked us.
"Sure it did, now it's really pissed" I replied
"But Cyrus' ghost is gone right?!" Sam exclaimed.
"Apparently not the part that's fused with the truck" Dean replied before walking towards the Impala.
"Where are you going?" Sam and I asked him at the same time.
"Going for a little ride" I frowned because that was crazy.
"What?"
"To lead that thing away, that rusty piece of crap you's gotta burn it"
"How the hell are we supposed to burn a truck Dean?" Sam asked him as I contemplated my next move.
"I don't know, figure something out" Dean yelled back tossing a bag towards Sam and I shook my head deciding and rushed over to the Impala getting into the passenger seat and Dean turned to me with surprise before he nodded and took off with the truck right on our tails. "Call Sam!" I nodded grabbing my phone out of my jacket using speed dial to call Sam.
"Give me a minute" he said as soon as he answered.
"We don't have a minute" I shot back glancing back at the truck that was right on the ass of the Impala. "What are we doing?"
"Uh…let me get back to you" he replied hanging up on me.
"He just hung up on me" Dean turned to me and I shrugged my shoulders as we both turned seeing the truck getting even closer up our butt and when my phone rang shortly after I quickly answered it.
"Alright Eve-"
"This better be good Sam"
"Where are you's?" he asked me.
"In the middle of nowhere with a killer truck on our ass!" I exclaimed looking around. "I mean its like it knows that I was the one that put the torch to Cyrus!"
"Eve, Eve listen to me I have to know exactly where you guys are!" I frowned looking up just as we passed a street sign.
"Decatur road, about two miles off the highway"
"Okay headed east?"
"Yes!" I exclaimed seriously not seeing how this was helping us and the truck suddenly hit the back of the car sending Dean swerving slightly.
"You son of a bitch!" he exclaimed looking back at the truck probably for the sake of Baby.
"Okay turn right…up ahead turn right"
"Turn right!" I exclaimed to Dean and he took the turn seeing it come up.
"Dean make the turn?" he asked me.
"Yeah he made the turn, your going to need to move this thing along a little faster"
"Alright you see a road up ahead?"
"No!" I exclaimed anxiously looking at the truck coming up the left side of Baby. "Wait yes I see it!"
"Okay turn left"
"Turn left…turn left!" I instructed Dean.
"What!" he exclaimed since the truck was in our way but as we approached the turn Dean suddenly hit the breaks drifting Baby to the side before going down the road Sam told us to go down as the truck drove past us not expecting us to hit the brakes.
"Alright now what?" I asked turning into the phone directing the question to Sam.
"Tell Dean to go seven-tenths of a mile-"
"Seven-tenths?" I asked confused.
"Yeah and stop!" I frowned.
"Sam says go seven-tenths and stop"
"Stop!" he asked as shocked as I was by that but I only shrugged.
"Exactly seven-tenths" Sam quickly said.
"Exactly seven-tenths" I repeated to Dean and he looked down at the speedometer chanting seven-tenths to himself as he counted the speedo before stopping swinging the car around to face the way we'd came and the truck showed itself.
"Eve, you guys still there?" Sam asked.
"Yeah" I sighed looking over at Dean anxiously.
"What's happening?"
"It's staring at us" I replied my eyes never leaving Dean's as he stared back before he suddenly grabbed my hand entwining our fingers as we looked back at the truck which hadn't moved. "What do we do?"
"Just what you are doing, bringing to you's"
"What…?" I asked confused by that but didn't have time to think about it as the truck started towards us, I dropped the phone as we stared at the truck.
"Come on, come on!" Dean goaded just as it looked like it was about to hit us and I closed my eyes bracing myself for the impact but it never came so I slowly opened my eyes and the truck was gone so I turned to look out the back window half expecting it to be there but it was nowhere to be seen.
I turned to Dean who was just as shocked and frantic as I was and suddenly he was pulling me into his lap lips against mine in a fierce kiss that spoke a lot about that fact that we could have very well just died.
"…Evie…Dean, you guys there?" I heard the quiet voice of Sam from my phone so I stopped grabbing it off the seat pressing it to my ear. "Dean, Evie!"
"Where'd it go?" I asked him and heard his soft sigh of relief.
"You're where the church was" he replied.
"What church?" I asked him.
"The place Cyrus burned down, murdered all those kids" I looked around not really seeing much of the church left.
"There's not a lot left"
"Church ground is hallowed ground whether the church is there or not, evil spirits cross over hallowed ground sometimes they're destroyed so I figured maybe that would get rid of it"
"Maybe?!" I asked appalled since he hadn't been 100% that would work. "Maybe!?" I looked at Dean and he matched my pissed off expression. "What if you were wrong?"
"Huh…honestly that thought hadn't occurred to me" he replied so I rolled my eyes and hung up throwing the phone down.
"…'well it honestly didn't occur to me'…I'm going to kill him" I spat then looked down at Dean noticing the position we were in before I looked back up into his eyes and sighed.
"I'm sorry" we spat out at the exact same time then laughed a little.
"I mean it Dean, I've been stupid and…and insecure when I shouldn't have been because you we're right about not giving me a reason to be, I guess I really am just…jealous" I added barely looking at him despite my position in his lap. "I really am sorry, I never wanted to be a girlfriend that got jealous and insecure, I always trusted you and I don't know when I lost sight of that"
"I'm sorry too Eve and…I love you" my eyes snapped up to meet his. "I don't say that enough but I mean it and never want you to believe that I don't because I never want to lose you"
"I don't want to lose you either, you mean the world to me Dean and…and I promise to trust you" he nodded then pulled my lips down to meet his in a slow passionate dance as I ran my hands up over his shoulders entwining in his hair as I felt his tongue at my lower lips asking for entrance which I allowed but his phone started buzzing in his pocket and I couldn't help the small laugh as it felt really weird against my thigh.
He reached down awkwardly pulling his phone out of his pocket but his face fell and I chanced a glance at the screen seeing 'Cassie' making me frown but he looked up then threw the phone over his shoulder.
"She wait, the only girl on my mind is you" I smiled wrapping my arms back around his shoulders as our lips found their way back against each other's and things quickly escalated from their as we ignored our phones moving into the back seat as the clothes come off.
A couple rounds later I couldn't contain my smile as I laid against his chest rubbing small circles over one of his pecks as he run his hands up and down my back close to tickling and this moment was practically perfect.
In the morning Sam and I we're sitting in the car down at the docks waiting for Dean who was talking to Cassie and I was trying not to be jealous and all I had to do was think about last night and it brought a smile to my face.
"So I take it you and Dean sorted things out?" Sam asked me and I looked up at him in the drivers seat.
"Yeah we're all good" I replied smiling over at Dean before he and Cassie hugged quickly before he came over getting into the front passenger seat, Cassie waved so Sam and I waved back our own goodbyes before Sam started the car and we were off driving down the road.
"So I don't need to play marriage counselor?" Sam asked even though I already said Dean and I were good but he was looking at Dean.
"Definitely not, right Shortstack?" I smiled put my arms around him from behind leaning my head on his shoulder.
"Yep, we're all good just like I already told him" I replied as we saw Sam smiling at us and I couldn't help smile myself.
"You know this whole thing got me thinking, you two…do you ever wonder if its worth it putting everything else on hold, doing what we do?" Sam suddenly asked making me look up in shock before I shared a look with Dean but we completely ignored the question.
"Why don't you wake me up when its my turn to drive?" Dean said putting on a pair of sunglasses then leaned his head back, I smiled despite the dismissal but knew it was dangerous to get caught up in those thoughts and kissed the side of his cheek before leaning back myself ready to catch some sleep given Dean and I didn't sleep much last night hearing Dean scoff and I pictured him rolling his eyes at us.