The next few days were just a blur of bad take out food and uncomfortable sleeping conditions, but finally we arrived at the Roadhouse.
I stepped out of the car and looked around. To be honest the building that we had pulled up in front of didn't look like much. And there wasn't much to see for miles around, not exactly a prime location. But I guess hunters would like not being in the middle of all the hustle and bustle for once, and since Sam and Dean told me it was a popular hang out for them, the locale made sense.
"Dude!" I heard Dean exclaim, "Look what you did to my car?!"
"Man, I barely even kissed that other car while I was backing up." Sam defended himself,
"Look at that bumper. Look at it, you are going to hand scrub it."
I laughed as Dean stomped off in a huff, watching him freak out about his car was quality entertainment. I loved the guy, but he was a bit of a ninny about his car.
Sam squatted beside the car and had his nose an inch from the bumper, he turned to me,
"He's freaking out about nothing, there's not even a mark, just a bit of dirt. Dean's just being a tool."
He rubbed the bumper of the Impala with the sleeve of his red and blue flannel shirt before standing up and walking into the Roadhouse. I followed him in and saw Dean standing with a short blonde girl who was practically hanging off him,
"So Dean, it's been a while since I've seen you. How are you?"
She made me want to vomit. What, was she going to feel up his bicep and ask him if he had been working out?
Dean spotted me at the doorway, stepped away from the girl and gave me a smile. The girl on the other hand glared at me, I thought laser beams would shoot out of her eyes and stab me in the heart. Her look was that intense
I walked past Dean and held out my hand to the girl,
"I'm Kaiden. Dean's girlfriend." I said with a meaningful look. I was hoping that she would try something stupid, cause she annoyed the hell out of me and slapping her sounded like a good time to me.
"Jo" she introduced herself with ice in her voice. She hated me, not that it bothered me. The girl had a thing for Dean, which was obvious enough. But I promised myself that I wouldn't do anything or say anything unless she made a move.
There was a long silence in which I turned to Dean, say something! I urged him in my mind. But being as perceptive as he is, Dean didn't say a word.
We continued to stand there in silence until an older woman, with sandy-blonde hair walked in. She greeted me with a warm smile and held out her hand,
"Hey, I'm Ellen. This is my daughter Jo. I own the Roadhouse." She introduced herself,
I liked this woman. I knew for a fact she had never been a hussy like her daughter. Maybe Jo got it from her dad.
I smiled at Ellen,
"Well thanks for letting us stay here for a while. The guys are convinced we are in need of some R and R."
Ellen let out a chuckle, "From what Sam and Dean said, you need to be tied down before you will rest."
"Sam and Dean said that, huh?" I said as I turned and shot daggers at the guys with my eyes. Metaphorically speaking of course.
The Winchester boys stood there looking uncomfortable but Ellen didn't notice,
"Can I get you guys a drink?" she questioned
Dean and Sam accepted a beer gratefully. I think their dire need for a beer was a result of spending a lot of time with each other. I on the other hand politely asked for a club soda with lime and took a seat on one of the stools at the bar.
We spent most of the afternoon talking and mostly just lounging around, which was nice. Dean and I were laying on the bed in the backroom that Ellen had set us up in,
"So why have you guys been calling Ellen and giving her the 411 on me?" I questioned,
"Every once in a while Sam feels like need for giving Ellen an update. She's a family friend and has been good to us."
I nodded my head. I was irked that they were passing around information about me though,
"Next time could you warn me though, instead of just telling strangers information about me?"
Dean sat up, with an offended look on his face,
"Ellen isn't a stranger."
"Dean, she might not be a stranger to you. But she is to me."
I wasn't sure what Dean didn't understand, I wasn't trying to bitch at him. I was just sharing my feelings about the situation. So sue me.
"Kaiden why are you being like this?" his voice rising in anger.
I couldn't believe it! He was pissed at me and I didn't do a damned thing, for once. But I had never been one to back down from a fight when they presented themselves,
"Dean, I just thought you respected me more than to do something like that. You know I like to keep things about me close to the heart." My voice was rising much like his,
we continued to argue for another few minutes. I had no clue why he was being so defensive, and that frustrated me even more. As a result I continued to fight right back."
"Maybe Kaiden, you are just freaking out because deep down you know we shouldn't be dating anyways."
My jaw went slack and immediately tears fought to escape from my eyes,
"Yea Dean." I said my voice barely a whisper, "Maybe your right."
I saw his face change from an expression of anger to one of horror and regret. In hindsight, I figure he didn't mean to say what he did. But when he said it, I was heartbroken and I tried to protect myself by pushing him away.
Dean walked out of my rooms and I watched his back with a sinking heart. He closed the door quietly behind him and left me alone with my tears. So much for my happy vacation.