Chapter 5 – Well Deserved Rest

Somehow Rebecca had ended up sitting shotgun. That hadn't happened since Sam had gone back on the road with them. They'd just finished a job that involved them flying on an airplane and even though someone had been possessed by a demon, somehow Becca still got enjoyment out of it. Probably because of how terrified of flying Dean was. It was really amusing to her. He could stand up to anything that tried to kill him, but throw him on a plane and he was a child. A very frightened child that wouldn't stop screaming. The group had hardly been talking and the silence was killing Rebecca at this point. She looked over at Dean and smirked.

"So I was thinking we take a trip somewhere. Maybe Hawaii. What do you think Dean? We could definitely use a vacation."

Dean reached to slap her but she shifted just out his way.

"Very funny Becs. I'm down for a vacation but I'm not getting back on another flying metal death trap. Ever."

"But Hawaii would be so much fun!"

"Not happening." Sam snickered from the backseat. "Shut up Sam."

He pulled off the road to the motel they'd seen a sign for a few miles back. Dean pulled the car into a spot and went inside to get them a room. This was the first time Sam and Rebecca had been alone since the whole Dean and Becs snuggling on the couch thing. Rebecca had been dreading this moment since then. The pair got out of the car as they waited for Dean. She leaned against the hood of the car and Sam soon joined her.

"So…" Becca groaned. Here it comes. "Are you sure there's nothing going on with you and Dean? You seemed really…cuddly the other day on the couch."

"That's only cuz his fat ass wouldn't move."

"Come on. You're telling me you haven't even thought about it?"

She looked at him, her face completely straight. "No. And why the hell are you? What happened to the Sammy that was happy I thought his older brother was the biggest ass alive?"

Sam shrugged. "Things change. I mean the fact that you two are like best friends now is proof enough." Rebecca looked back at the motel and crossed her arms over her chest. "Still think you're both lying to me about just being friends."

"Sam. Just drop it." The tone of her voice told Sam she wasn't joking.

"Fine."

"Good."

"Still doesn't change what I think."

Becca was seriously considering punching him when Dean came back out of the motel. She really hoped that was the last Sam would ever say on the subject.

"Bad news kids. They only had one vacant room. It's a double at least but no sofa."

Becca moved so Dean could pop the trunk so the trio could retrieve their bags.

"I'll just share with you then. Not like I haven't done it before." Sam raised an eyebrow because Rebecca was proving his point right now. "And it has nothing to do with that Sam. Just not to big on sharing with you after the last time."

"Hey. That was years ago. I've apologized a million times!"

"Doesn't mean I'm going to ever forgive you. I woke up to a boner in my back! Not cool Winchester."

Dean just laughed. "Oh quite your bickering. Becs you can bunk with me. Not planning on being here tonight anyways."

"Dean. You are not going to a bar." Sam stated sternly.

"Why not? We haven't stopped anywhere in ages and the pipes need to be cleaned out once in a while."

"First off: Dean, I did not need that imagery in my head. Second: your ass has been driving all day and you need sleep."

"Come on. Sleep can wait." He put his finger in Becca's face. "And you know you like thinking about naked." The smirk spread quickly across his face.

"I will bite your finger off if you don't move it." Dean pulled it away, knowing she would. Well, not bite it off, but bite it. "Thank you. Now into the room we go because we need sleep."

"I'm not stay-"

"You are staying and sleeping Dean!" Rebecca called over her shoulder as she trudged towards the motel. "Besides, can't go anywhere without your keys because I know you'd never hot wire your Baby."

Dean felt around in his pocket for his car keys and the motel key. They were both lacking.

"How the hell did you do that?!"

"I'm awesome!" She called back.

Sam began to laugh. "You know, I missed this."

"Not funny Sam."

Dean glared at Sam who just shrugged and followed Rebecca to the room. He followed the other two. Dean closed the door behind him and threw his bag on the ground before jumping on the nearest bed. He let out a groan.

"Told ya you were tired." Rebecca stated grabbing her pajamas and heading to change in the bathroom.

"Shut up."

"Nope." She closed the door behind her to open it a second later. "And you are not sleeping in your underwear tonight."

She closed the door and heard Dean grumbling something under his breath. Rebecca was kind of worried how quiet Sam was being right now. She was wondering if it was because all he would blurt out what they had been talking about before. She sighed and ran a hand through her hair before exiting the bathroom.

Sam was sitting at the table, scrolling through his laptop. Of course he was looking for another case. She looked over to the bed she would be sharing with Dean to find him snuggled up under the covers, his pants lying on the floor next to the bed. Becca sighed and rolled her eyes. She knew he wouldn't listen to her. It never stopped her from trying though. Becca headed towards the bed and turned to Sam before settling in.

"You need sleep to ya know."

He gave her a smile. "I know. I'll just be a few minutes."

"Uh huh." Another Winchester boy lie, but she was used to it. They wouldn't be her Winchesters if they weren't like this.

She lifted the covers and crawled in next to Dean. She put her back facing his, leaving some space between them. Didn't need Sam making anymore out of it then what it was, even though he already had been doing so. Becca could already hear the soft snores coming from him. It was sad it had gotten to the point when Rebecca knew how tired he was more than he did. She closed her eyes and settled in. Sam turned off the lights and crawled into his own bed moments later, shocking her slightly.

Eventually soft snores could be heard coming from his bed too. She buried her head in the pillow. She was about to fall asleep when she heard shuffling coming from Dean. She didn't open her eyes to see what he was doing. She figured he was getting up to go to a bar or something. Becca was slightly shocked once more when his arm was thrown over her waist, pulling her closer.

"You know Sam's gonna say something if he says us like this." She whispered.

"Don't care. We can just hit him if he does. We know what kind of relationship we have. He has no idea."

"Right. Night Dean."

"Night Becs."

She smiled softly as she drifted off to sleep to the sound of Dean's soft snores.


I feel kind of bad for doing all of these somewhat placeholder chapters. But I guess I'm focusing more on the relationships then the actual hunts. Just not having fun writing hunts. So yeah. Most of the chapters from now on will probably be like this.