Austin Samuel Winchester
I do not own anything you recognize…
Chapter Fourteen
"Dean," Carly called from the guest bathroom. She had decided to take an actual shower – her and Dean hadn't exactly taken a shower shower the night before – while Sam and Jess watched Austin for them.
"Yeah," he responded from the guest room as he slipped on a black t-shirt and threw a button-up over it.
"Can you grab my jeans?" Dean located them before walking into the bathroom to meet a half-dressed woman. Carly went to grab her jeans, but Dean pulled them out of her reach. Realizing what he was doing, she rolled her eyes. "You want a kiss?"
He nodded with a smile. She gave him a lingering kiss before being handed her jeans.
Dean leaned against the wall as he watched his girlfriend – he had decided they were involved – slip into her jeans.
She noticed he was watching her and commented, "Like what you see?"
"You have no idea," he smirked.
She went over to him and ran her hands up his chest. "I think I do." She gave him a small kiss.
Dean smirked and slid his hands around her waist. "What do you want to do today?"
"I don't know."
"We could take Austin to the fair. It's the next town over." Carly looked a little unsure. I mean, it was her rapist who was on the loose. "We don't need to," Dean added when he saw her look. "We can stay here or go out for lunch or… Sorry."
"No," Carly. "We'll go."
"Carly," Dean groaned a little. "We don't-"
"I want us to do things as a family, Dean. We're going."
"You're sure?" He was hesitant. He knew why she didn't want to really go.
"Yeah." She smiled. "Sam and Jess can come."
"Okay." He smiled before she gave him a little kiss and went into the other room to throw on shoes.
But she wasn't fooling him. She was scared.
And he wasn't fooling her. He was scared too.