Dean grabbed my hand and stood up, pulling me with him and we began walking back to the motel room. He unlocked the door and we stepped inside to see Sam sitting in the exact same spot he had been in when I left the room,
"Find her?" he inquired without even looking up from his computer. I could swear he was glued to that thing,
"Yea Sam, he found me. He had to hog tie me first. But you know how Dean is; he'll do anything to get 'er done."
Dean shoved me gently, took a seat on the empty bed and began pulling off his shoes. He turned to Sam who hadn't even bothered to do anything in response to my comment other than roll his eyes,
"Did you find anything?" He asked
"Nah man, I'm telling you there's absolutely nothing. What'd she say?"
They were talking about me like I wasn't even there, which annoyed me,
"Hello? Guys, I'm standing right here, if you could, I dunno, include me in the conversation, that'd be good."
Dean leaned back on the bed and got comfortable,
"I explained this all to you outside, we've been trying to find something, anything, worth hunting in Kentucky, but I'm telling you there's a big steamy pile of nothing. Not even a missing person. Now I know you've been having these dreams and stuff but maybe this one was just a flash in the pan. And, well you already said yes to the vacation and-"
I stood there in shock, did he just say vacation? I thought to myself, he's always been the one saying that there's always something to hunt and no time to rest,
"Vacation?" I demanded, "Tell me you are joking."
Dean groaned and covered his eyes with his hands and then sat up,
"I knew you weren't listening!" he exclaimed, "You got this glazed look on your face and then you were like 'Okay Dean.' You didn't hear a word I said did you?"
I gave him a sheepish smile,
"I uh heard some of it. Could you give me a refresher?"
And he did, but with a very irritated tone to his voice, I think I was really getting under his skin, how amusing. So apparently he and Sam had been digging ever since I told them that we needed to go to Kentucky and apparently there were no red flags. So they figured that we should take a 'vacation' aka we do what we want but if word of a hunt gets to us then we'll go kill it just like normal. Dean promised me that if absolutely anything comes up in Kentucky and it looks like our kind of thing than he said he would drop everything and go out there, which was nice of him.
I was fully ready to say yes to this vacation when Sam jumped in,
"Kaiden you need a rest. I don't care what you think and Dean isn't going to say anything to you because he wants in your pants, but it's true and there is no good reason for you to keep going on like this. You are upset about your dad dieing which is perfectly normal and you're not acknowledging it. If you keep all these emotions bottled up it's going to kill you."
He took a deep breath to continue talking when I cut him off quickly, I was not in the mood for this speech,
"Yea, guys. Fine. We'll go on this vacation. Happy?"
Sam smiled at me and closed his lap top,
"Very happy."
Dean gave me his signature grin and pulled me down onto the bed, I resisted slightly. Something about what Sam had said stuck with me. I mean obviously he wanted to have sex eventually, but I was afraid that if we did I would end up being one of his flings. Well with flings he would usually dumped her by now. That thought reassured me and when Dean pulled me into his arms I let myself completely relax into him. I doubted that if he wanted us to be just some fling that he would be content with just sleeping together, instead of you know, sleeping together.
I quickly fell into a dreamless sleep, which was exactly what I needed.

"Dude!" Dean groaned, "If we're on a vacation it means we don't have to get up at the crack of dawn to start driving anywhere!"
I shoved my head under the pillow as an attempt to drown out the noise of Sam and Dean talking,
"Come on you two, for our vacation we're headed to Wisconsin at that's a fair ways away so we'd better get going." Sam said in a voice much too chipper for the time it was,
"Sam. We can get up early tomorrow, I promise you. But today I am sleeping in. You go grab some food and when you get back we'll be up."
He grumbled his response, I heard him grab the keys and walk out the door. After Sam left I couldn't fall back asleep much to my dismay, so I got up, took and shower and got dressed. I was waiting for Sam to return and Dean to wake up so I grabbed my Ipod and turned on some much needed dance music. I'm not saying I don't love classic rock, I do. But there's only so much AC/DC and Metallica a girl can take before she needs some really bad pop music to dance around to. So I was in the dirty motel room dancing around to Mmmbop by Hanson when Dean decided to wake up. Yes, perfect timing. I know.
What's more embarrassing is the fact that I didn't even notice that he wasn't still sleeping until he scared the crap out of me by grabbing my shoulders from behind. I let out a blood curdling scream in terror. Have I mentioned that I don't like to be snuck up on? I whipped around to see Dean laughing uncontrollably.
I put my hands on my hips and watched him without amusement,
"Find something funny Dean?" I questioned
"You- you should have seen your face." He managed though his laughter
I was unimpressed. I wanted Sam to come back, having Dean here laughing at me was not my idea of fun. I punched his shoulder,
"Shut up Dean. You surprised me."
Dean wiped a laughter-induced tear from his eye and walked, still chuckling, into the bathroom and turned on the shower,
"Hey dancing queen," he called from the bathroom, "where's Sammy?"
I slumped back onto the bed I had been sleeping in earlier, this whole vacation thing was still bothering me a bit and I wasn't all too happy about Dean seeing me dance, I mean the idea is that a girl doesn't let her boyfriend see her acting like a moron. Why is my life so unfair?

I laid on the bed for a little while until Sam returned with breakfast and coffee. I looked up when the youngest Winchester walked into the room,
"Hey Sam. How's my favorite Winchester?"
"Favorite Winchester?" he questioned as he put the take out containers on the table near the motel door, he paused and laughed, "What did Dean do?"
I got up from the bed I had been laying on and walked over to the food on the table, I started looking through the containers,
"He made fun of me. And then grabbed me from behind. Not in that order though."
Sam laughed and handed me the Styrofoam container filled with all my favorites, waffles, bacon, and pickles
"That's Dean alright. Get's the girl who's too good for him and then pisses her off."
That made me smile, nothing cheers me up quite like an ego boost and some good food. I sat down at on one of the chairs at the table and began eating my breakfast,
"So why are we going to Wisconsin?" I asked through a mouth full of waffles. Hey no one ever said I was classy,
"We have some friends there, they own a Roadhouse. It's been a while since we've seen them so I figured it would be a good place to start our vacation."
I nodded my head as Dean came out of the bathroom and plopped down into the seat next to mine wearing only a towel slung around his hips.
I glared at him,
"You know that whole not wearing anything but a towel is not going to fix the fact that you piss me off. I hate you."
Dean turned to his brother and put on a very serious face,
"You know Sammy, the way she fawns over me, it's kind of embarrassing. The whole clingy thing is a real turn-off."
Sam laughed and choked on the toast he had been chewing on,
"Oh, you guys are such comedians." I said with sarcasm dripping from my voice,
Dean leaned in and kissed me softly. Okay so I kissed the guy back, I may have been mad at him but he is just so good looking. Could you resist that? Probably not.
Back to what I was saying, we packed up all our things and threw them into the Impala, I hopped into the front seat and propped my feet up on the dashboard. A normal life is so not for me, hunting and killing demons, road tripping all the time. That's the life that was meant for me. Driving from Mississippi to Wisconsin wouldn't be too bad with Dean behind the wheel, three days max and that's only if we take it easy on the way.
I was interested to meet friends of the Winchesters, they generally hung around very interesting people. I needed some friends of my own so I kind of hoped that they would end up being as close to me as they are to the boys.
Dean slid into the drivers seat with ease and Sam clambered into the backseat and sat uncomfortably with his knees akwardly close to his ears. I laughed,
"Comfortable Sammy?" Dean asked as he looked at him in the rear view mirror,
"Shut up. I wouldn't be so crammed in here if Kaiden didn't bring so much stuff with her." Sam grumbled, he rested his head against the car window and closed his eyes.
I smiled at Sam and shrugged,
"That's what you get for roadtripping with a girl Sammy."
I heard him mumble something about not calling him Sammy and then turned to Dean,
"So Dean, how long have you been going to this Roadhouse?"
Dean shrugged,
"Only since my dad died, there was a message on his answering machine. We found Ellen, that's the woman who left the message, and we found out a ton we didn't know about hunting and other hunters."
We continued our conversation as Dean drove for a few minutes before my eyes grew heavy and I rested my head against the back of the seat. I figured I would ask more questions after a short nap.
My last thought before I fell asleep with Dean's arm wrapped around my waist was, I hope I don't drool when I sleep.