Hello again! I hope you're enjoy it the story. the next chapters will be good, I already planned the rest but college got me very busy. Anyway, enjoy the chapter, it's still Sam's POV.

"Well, this is nice." Gabriel took a sip of his beer and Carrie almost stabbed him with her gaze.

Hamish was so awkward that he was stiff in his seat. I was at Gabriel's left and tried to keep my mouth shut when Carrie and Hamish looked at my direction. I almost felt like they could give me cancer in the stomach with just one deadly look. I drank the rest of my beer.

We were in a bar a couple of minutes away from their house, there was a lot of people and we were sitting on a corner right beside a window. Carrie was furious so she was drinking whiskey; this was her third glass fill to the top of it.

"So, are you kids ready to talk or what?" Gabriel was smiling, happy and funnier than ever while I was serious but a little concern about the situation in here.

"Yeah, about that…" Here we go. "Can you please give us the key first?" Carrie raised her left hand above her shoulder, showing the handcuffs that were binding her to the black haired boy.

"I promised you a new pair of those. I'm still waiting a 'thank you uncle Gabriel', like you always do." He said, gaining from Carrie half of a smile, twisted while her eyebrow was suffering a tic. She left their hands on the table and she drank the rest of her drink. Hamish took the glass away from her and put it in the next table, and then he held her hand with the one in the cuff.

"C'mon. Don't look at me like that. This is just a normal hang out with your uncles, read the mood. It's not like we made you guys to do it."

"You entered in the house without our permission." Said Carrie, still mad and still making us feel uncomfortable with her staring.

"You left the door unlocked. Not my fault."

"Oh, yeah? Plus, was it really necessary to put on the stereo 'Heat of the Moment' out loud while we were in our bedroom upstairs?" that was Hamish emphasizing his British accent, which we are still trying to get accustomed to. Gabriel just shrugged.

"Putting the ambiance." He said like if it was obvious. For him, it was obvious at the moment. I rolled my eyes resisting the impulse to laugh. "In my defense, I waited for you two to come down and told you we were going out to celebrate the engagement."

"You handcuffed them right before telling them." I said.

"Whatever. I'm just making this easy before making the call."

Carrie stopped killing us with her gaze and then she started looking at us with confusion and curiosity, Hamish did that too. I rested my elbows in the table and start talking to my niece and his fiancé.

"Listen, Carrie. We are happy for you, both of you. I really wanted you to finally get married with the scone-face." My tongue slipped, that nickname is already in the family and we call Hamish like that when he is not around; but now that he's practically part of the family maybe is ok to call him like that. "But we have some…concerns." I finished, Carrie got serious.

"What kind of concerns? I thought you guys knew that Dean is trying to behave with Hamish while I'm home."

"We are not talking about us, we are talking about the rest of the family." Gabriel cleared things up and she finally understood. Hamish had his deducting-face, as we call it, squinting his eyes and mouth barely open until talked.

"You mean…Bobby and Ellen." Carrie nodded without looking at him.

"Not just Bobby and Ellen. Meg and Charlie have their reasons to worry more about you than us." I spoke, Hamish got the idea but Carrie looked at us with worry. "They're happy for you two but still, they're concern about what would happen in the next six months."

"And in the wedding day" Gabriel crossed his arms. "I still believe Dean can do one of his creepy-pranks the very morning of the big day."

My niece stared at the empty space for a moment then she began to panic internally, she grabbed my beer faster than the wind and drank the whole thing.

"So, you brought us here to call the whole family and let them know there's nothing to worry about?" she asked after drinking.

"No, they brought us here to let them know I won't let my guard down." Hamish corrected. Gabriel nodded and I took my phone out of my jacket, looking for Bobby's number.

"Fine, call them. I was planning to talk to Ellen and Jo for the good news." Carrie said, clearly annoyed for our the news about what Dean might do. I found the number and pressed to call him.

"While we wait. Can you please give us the key already?"Hamish moved his arm with the cuff and people started staring at our table.

"Try to enjoy it, ok? your girl can thank me later."

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