Chapter Two
Andie sat behind the desk of the car parts shop she worked in. Her long, dirty blond hair pulled into a messy ponytail. There were not many people coming in that day and that made Andie bored. She pulled a book from the back room and sat down to read it when the bells on the door rang loudly. She looked up from the book to two young men that walked into the shop.
"Can I help you find something?" She asked them. She studied the boys in front of her. They looked so familiar, but she didn't know where from. "Do I know you guys?"
"Uh… Yeah. We were at the race last night." The older of the two said. He took in her jeans and t-shirt combo. He couldn't help but think how closely dresses she was to himself and his brother.
"Oh yeah! The ones with the Impala, right?"
"Yep. That's us! I'm Dean this is my brother Sa—"
"Sam. I remember." She smiled at the brothers. "What can I do for you guys?"
"Well, we were thinking about what you said last night about my car and thought we might check out a few places and see prices of things… You know?" Dean smiled at her, "We heard this was the place to go."
"You heard right. We have the best stock in town." She stood up and walked around the desk to show the boys around, "What kinda engine you got? Mind if I take a look?"
"Not at all." Sam said before Dean got the chance to protest. Dean shot him a look that Sam took as Not-my-baby.
"Cool. Want to pop the hood?" She walked out the door and over to where the Impala was parked. Dean nodded and did as he was asked.
"427 engine. 385 BHP, coupled with a Turbo Hydra-Matic." Andrea said looking under the hood. After a few minutes of tinking around under the hood she looked back up at the boys. "Looks like you have been keeping this engine fairly clean. Where'd you get this car?"
"My dad had it before I did. He got it at a junkyard. Fixed it up." Dean sighed, "Hell, we grew up driving the country in it."
"And he just gave it to you?" Andie cleaned the grease off her hands and went back inside, followed by the brothers. "Wish I had your dad."
"So what do you think?" Sam leaned against counter playing with the NOS lanyards that were hanging there.
"About the car? I say don't do anything to it. You don't really want to race that thing. I mean it's a good car, you don't want to hurt it."
"Hurt it? What do you mean?" Dean asked warily.
"I mean racing is brutal. I went through like three junker cars. Crashed them all." She looked back at the towel still in her hand. "Hard."
"What?" Sam took a step towards her.
"Well I… I was told that if I'm seen in the hospital one more time due to a car crash, they'll kill me if I'm not already dead." She smirked at the boys.
"Right." Dean scoffed. "So you don't think I should race 'er huh?"
"Nope. I think you should leave that baby alone. She seems happy the way she is." Andie went behind the desk once again. "Can I help you with anything else?"
"Well, Sammy and I here were kinda hoping to… Maybe…"
"You want to see what's under my hood don't you?" She looked the brothers in the eyes.
"Yeah!" Both boys said in unison nodding their heads as well.
"This way." She laughed and showed the boys to the back of the store where a blue Lancer Evo was sitting. The same car she was driving the night before at the race. "This is my baby."
"Whoa." Dean walked around it. "Want to pop the hood?" He asked hopefully.
"Sure." She fished the keys from her pocket and unlocked the car. Popping the hood and standing back to let the boys admire her handy work. Dean whistled in approval. "You like it, or something?"
"Uh… Yeah!" He grinned up at her. Sam came to stand beside her letting his brother admire the car on his own.
"Want a soda?" She asked, looking up at Sam.
"Sure. We'll leave Dean to himself." He laughed. "Dean we are getting a coke. You want one?"
"Uh huh." He nodded but didn't take his eyes off the engine.
"Okay let's go." Sam smiled and put a hand on Andie's shoulder. The walked down a long hallway back to the store and over to a vending machine. Sam went to take out his wallet before looking up at odd expression on Andie's face. "What?"
"You don't pay for it." She laughed and opened the face of the vending machine. After they got the sodas they wanted they went to sit down at the table in the back of the shop. "So I uh…"
"What?" Sam looked up from his coke can.
"I wanted to apologize to you." She said softy.
"Apologize? For what?"
"You know. The Cheerleader comment last night?"
"Don't worry about it." He laughed, "Trust me I've had worse comments thrown at me. Hell, Most of them from Dean himself."
"Okay. Well I just didn't want you think that I was a snob or anything." She grinned at him.
"Nuh. We're good!"
"Good!" She smiled at him. Just as they were sitting there smiling at each other Dean walked in. Interrupting them. "Oh hi."
"Hi?" He smirked, "Am I inter—"
"Shut it, Dean." Sam glared up at him.
"So, where are the cokes?" He asked.
"Over in the vending machine." Andie pointed out. He walked over and pulled out his wallet. "Um Dean?"
"Shh." Sam stopped her. They watched as Dean put the dollar in and hit the button. But nothing happened. The two observers laughed as he hit the button again and then started kicking the machine.
"What?" He said as he watched his two younger siblings laugh at him. Only one of which knowing he was his younger sibling.
"Oh nothing." Sam chuckled, "Just that you just wasted your buck."
"What?"
"The cokes are free." Andie informed him with a laugh.
"Bitch." Dean called his brother his favorite nickname and hit him in the back of the head.
"Jerk." Sam answered back.
"You're both pansies." Andie added in, not wanting to feel left out. All three of the youngsters laughed at and with each other. "So I'm going to the club tonight, you guys want to come with me?"
"Club?" Dean seemed interested.
"Yeah. My friends and I all go to the same club. Hang out; listen to music, dance, and drink. Should be fun if you're up for it."
"Sure. Sounds great." Sam nodded.
"Cool. Well do you want to meet me here around eight?"
"Sure. Who wants to drive?" Dean asked with a grin.
"I gotta see how that Impala drives." Andie stated hopefully. Dean laughed and nodded his head. "Yes!" She smiled happily. The bells on the door rang out and Andie got up to see who had come in. The boys followed her out into store.
"Hey Andie, We are going to head out. See you tonight at eight?" Sam smiled at her.
"Yep see you guys then." She smiled back then turned back to her new costumer.
"See you." Dean smiled before walking out the door and over to the Impala. He unlocked the doors and the two got in. "I like her."
"Yeah me too!" Sam agreed. "And it looks like she does like us."
"Yeah. That's a good thing. We can keep her safe that way."
"Yeah. That'll be easy." Sam stated sarcastically. They pulled out of the parking lot and back to the motel to get ready for that night.