What Goes Around Comes Around
Chapter 2
Disclaimer: I don't own the characters of Supernatural. Keeping my fingers crossed that the show will be picked up for a third season.
Thank you TraSan for the beta work, and putting up for the long wait.
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Sam turned off the computer and set it on the nightstand. "We'll need to get an early start tomorrow morning," he said as he tuned off the light by the bed and stretched out and settled in to watch the rest of the Ghostbusters movie. The last thing he remembered was the Staypuft Marshmallow Man stomping towards the Ghostbusters.
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"Hey sleepyhead, it's time to hit the road," Dean said as he through a pillow at Sam's head. "I thought you said that we need to get an early start?"
"Wha time is it?" Sam groggily asked forcing his eyes to open. As his eyes begin to focus he notices that it is still dark outside.
"It's 4:30, come on, get up, we're wasting daylight," Dean said as he started packing up his gear.
"Daylight, what daylight. Haven't you looked outside the window yet? It's completely dark outside." Sam said incredulously as he swung his legs over the side of the bed, and headed towards the bathroom.
"It's daylight somewhere in the world Sammy," Dean retorted cheerfully.
Man, when Dean gets that cheerful tone I had better watch out. It doesn't bode well, he has to be up to something. Sam thought as he turned on the water to take a shower.
"Come on, Sammy, let's get a move on," Dean said as he opened the bathroom door.
"Hey! How about a little privacy?" Sam shouted over the sound of the shower spray.
"Like I haven't already seen you in the buff. Are you forgetting who changed your diapers when you were little?" Dean remarked as he grabbed up his toothbrush and razor off of the counter and headed out the door.
"That is something that I am glad I don't remember, and wish that you would develop amnesia about that subject." Sam replied as he turned off the water and grabbed the towel off of the rack and wrapped it around his hips.
"Yeah yeah, no way am I forgetting that, and by the way I do have pictures," Dean smirked as he finished packing up.
"Pictures what pictures?" Sam demanded as he came out of the bathroom to get a new change of clothes out of his duffle.
"That's for me to know and you to be scared of," Dean replied. "Come on, you have 15 minutes to get dressed, packed up and meet me at the car. I'm going across the street to the gas station and getting me a cup of coffee." He finished as he opened the door to head out to the car.
"Hey, grab me a cup while you are there," Sam called out as he headed back to the bathroom to get dressed, brush his teeth and shave.
"Remember what I told you last night Sammy?" Dean called back. "My car, my rules you can wait till we stop for breakfast in about 3 or 4 hours," he finished as he closed the door behind him.
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They had been on the road for only an hour, and Sam was having major caffeine withdrawals. To top it off, Dean was acting very weird this morning even for himself.
"How much longer before we can grab some breakfast?" Sam asked. "Your coffee and doughnut are making me hungry. Can I just have a sip of your coffee?" he finished as he stared thirstily at the cup in Deans hand.
"Sam, how many times do I have to tell you, no food or drink for you in my car until your probation is over," Dean replied as he took a sip of his coffee.
"And when again is the probation period over with?" Sam asked, thinking of the evil things he would or could do to Dean, just to get a sip of that delicious coffee.
"When I say it is over with," Dean finished with a smile.
"Cut out that smiling you're giving me the creeps," Sam said as turned to look at Dean's side profile. "What's up with you? You never get up this early, never smile this much and especially after last night, I would expect you to be in a bitchy mood."
As Dean took another sip of coffee, he smiled and his eyes took on this faraway look. "Got a call this morning. Today is a new day. I figured by taking the back roads and skipping the major freeways we can get to the Roadhouse by late tonight. We'll take a couple hours break sometime this afternoon so I can rest and then continue on."
"So, who would call you???" Sam said trying to needle Dean. This smiling and the look in his eyes is getting downright freaky. He had to stop it somehow. "Let me guess, since you are in such a hurry to get to the Roadhouse, it must have been Jo calling? Have a hot date?"
"Close but no cigar, little brother. I do have a hot date but not with Jo," Dean replied finishing up the cup of coffee.
"Come on Dean, just tell me. Otherwise, I'll keep bugging you for the rest of the trip." Sam almost pleaded as he watched Dean dispose of the cup in a plastic bag used to collect the trash.
"I should make you suffer since you look sooo cute when you plead with me. But, I'll tell you. Cassie called last night. She said that she was just finishing up some type of writers convention in Nebraska and we made plans on meeting at the Roadhouse. Oh, and by the way, you'll need to get your own room that has a connecting door to mine." Dean reported. Even though Sam was an adult, he still couldn't let him out of his sight for long periods of time. The lectures that his dad gave him still run in his head; Dean, you're responsible for the care of your brother. Watch out for Sammy.
"Cassie will be in town? How is her mom doing? Are you sure she really wants to be alone with you? You know how your luck is going lately. Maybe I should talk to her and let her know that you are not doing up to par." Sam said knowing that this would definitely get Dean's goat, which of course it did. "Oh, and I definitely don't need to have a room next to yours. I really don't want to listen to the squeaks and thumps of the bedsprings all night long."
"I don't need your interference in my love life," Dean responded with a frown. "You just work on your own."
"Hey I have no problem getting attention from the female variety, young and old. I would just recommend when you do meet with Cassie that you wear a raincoat." Sam said with a smirk remembering last night.
"Laugh it up, laugh it up. Your turn will be coming." Dean replied as he punched in the Metalllica tape and "Enter the Sandman" came on over the speakers and officially marked the end of the conversation.
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After 3 hours on the road, Dean pulled into a small diner in Emmetsburg, Iowa. "Finally, everyone out of my way, coffee here I come," Sam said as he opened the door of the Impala to get out.
"This will be a quick stop only Sam," Dean said as he got out of the car. "Order me a stack of pancakes and a cup of java. I'm going to use the john and meet you at the table," he finished as he headed to the door of the diner. Dean opened the door of the diner and went into the diner. Sam and he split ways at this point, Dean turning right following the signs to the restrooms and Sam going left towards a booth in the back.
As Sam sat down, an older waitress came over with a couple of menus and a pot of coffee. "Morning, my name is Donna and I'll be your waitress. What can I get you gentlemen?" She asked as she set a menu in front of Sam and placed another on the opposite side for Dean.
"I'll take a cup of that coffee you have in your hand and keep it coming. We also will take two orders of pancakes, three eggs over easy with sausage and bacon," He replied without taking his eyes off of the coffee pot in her hand. He was starting to get antsy without having any caffeine all morning.
"Would you like me to bring you a carafe of coffee for the two of you?" she asked as she poured a cup of coffee and set it in front of Sam.
"That would be great," Dean said as he slide into the booth opposite Sam and grabbed the cup of coffee she just poured before Sam was able to pick it up.
"Hey," Sam said indignantly. "That was mine, you've already had coffee this morning, depriving me of even a sip."
Dean felt something hit the back of his head. As he glanced up he saw Donna holding a menu in one hand and the coffee pot in the other. "I didn't pour that for you, that cup was for this nice young man," she said as she glared at him.
"Sorry ma'am, I was just thirsty," Dean said with a sheepish look. He tried to hand the cup back to Sam, but Sam just shook his head.
"I don't want to get any of your cooties, you keep that cup." Sam said as he took another cup off of the table and held it for Donna to pour him a cup. He wasn't taking any chances this time with his precious coffee.
"I'll just go place your order and return with the carafe for you," Donna said as she turned around and headed toward the kitchen.
"Dude, that was so rude," Sam said when she left. He couldn't believe sometimes how crude and rude his brother could be.
"What?" Dean asked innocently. He loved getting his brother's goat.
"I sometimes wonder if you were raised in a cave. I know Pastor Jim taught you better manners than that," Sam said shaking his head.
At that time Donna returned with a tray carrying the carafe of coffee and two glasses of water. "Here you go sweetie," she said as she placed the carafe in front of Sam and set the glasses of water in front of both of them. "Your orders should be ready in a couple of minutes. Is there anything else I can get you at this time?" she asked.
"Can we get another carafe of coffee please? My brother will have this empty in a couple of minutes and I would like to have another cup," Dean asked as he took a sip of his almost empty cup.
"When your brother would like the carafe filled, I will be happy to get him some fresh coffee. You on the other hand can stick with water when you finish that cup. I don't tolerate rude people in my diner," Donna said with a pointed look aimed towards Dean than turned around and headed back towards the kitchen.
"I guess she put you in your place," Sam said with a smile trying hard not to laugh. "That's two strikes against you, first last night and now. At least you're not wearing the coffee. With your track record lately, I wonder how you will fair with Cassie tonight. I might not even need to get a second room." He grinned as he poured another cup of coffee for himself.
"You're just a barrel of laughs Sammy," Dean retorted as he made a grab for the carafe. All of a sudden he felt someone smack him alongside the back of the head.
"Don't you listen to your elders? I said that was for your brother. You have to suffer with just water," Donna said as she set down the platters of food. "Here you go, I hope you enjoy the food. Let me know if you need anything else." She finished and walked away.
"She is definitely not getting the 15 tip," Dean said as he looked at his plate of food with a frown.
"Yeah, I believe she deserves at least 25," Sam said. He couldn't hold back the laughter any longer as he picked up his fork to start digging in. The plate that Donna set in front of him was picture perfect and enough to feed an army just about. Dean's on the other hand just had two pancakes, one egg and a piece each of bacon and sausage, all burnt.
As they finished up their breakfast, well Sam finished, while Dean ate what he could, Donna came with the bill. "Is there anything else I can get you?" She asked handing Sam the bill and ignoring Dean.
"We're fine. Thank you." Sam replied. When Donna left, he took out his wallet to pay the bill. The total came to fifteen dollars so he took out a twenty and a five and set it on the table. "I'm stuffed. I'm going to the restroom then meet you in the car. When we hit the road we can discuss what Ash sent me," he said as he got up out of the booth and headed toward the restroom.
As Dean got up and headed towards the door, Donna met him halfway with a large to-go? cup of coffee. "Can I trust you to give this to your brother? And tell him that he is welcomed any time," she finished as she looked pointedly as Dean.
"I'll make sure that Sam knows that this came from you. And thank you for your wonderful service," Dean said as he went to take the cup from her hand. He gave her a smile and went out the door to the car.
By the time Sam came out of the diner, Dean had the car started. He noticed that Sam had a to-go cup in his hand.
"Donna didn't trust you to give me the cup of coffee so she was waiting at the door with another for me," Sam said as he went to get in the car. "And by the way she is looking out the window and if I can't get in the car with the cup she'll come smack you one," he said.
Dean looked out the window of the car and saw Donna looking straight at him from the Diners window. "Just get in the car and drink it fast. We need to hit the road," he replied as he started the car and put it in reverse. He knew when he was licked.
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