Disclaimer: Don't own anything, except Alexz
A/N: This Chapter is rated M for sexual content, so if you don't want to read that, then stop reading here.
Sam woke up in yet another motel room, this time by himself. He looked around, and saw a bunch of stuff that he didn't recognize, and then he realized that he was in Alexz's room. Last night started to come back to him slowly, Oh crap.
Sam sat up quickly- too quickly, and his head pounded. Sam decided to get up any ways, and then he realized that he wasn't fully dressed. He looked around for something to wear, but all of his clothes had vomit in them. Alexz must have taken them off after I fell asleep. Sam found a t-shirt laying on the floor, it was Alexz's but it was big, "It's also pink."
Sam put the shirt on and found a pair of sweat pants, they were too short, but he didn't care.
Sam found his key to his and Dean's room, and set off in that direction. When he got there he saw Alexz and Dean laying in bed together, sleeping. He didn't wake them up, and he didn't want to when he saw the half empty bottle of vodka sitting on the little round table in the motel room.
Sam walked over to his duffle bag and went into the bathroom. He hurried and put on the first clothes he found. He almost walked out of the bathroom without brushing his teeth, but he stopped himself, because his breath smelled terrible.
Sam sat in the diner across from the motel, knowing that Dean and Alexz would show up eventually, because he left them a note.
Sure enough they walked in a few minutes later, Dean looking as rough as Sam felt. "Sam," Dean said.
"Morning to you too."
(Switching to Dean's point of view)
When he and Alexz woke up there was a moment of peace, before Dean noticed the way his head was throbbing. Alexz was laying there in a short skirt and shirt, and Dean couldn't help but notice the way the shirt had bunched up while she was sleeping.
Dean got up noticing a note on the table next to the bottle of vodka. He read it.
Dean- I'm sorry about last night, I blew things out of proportion.
I'm going to the diner across the street, meet me there when you wake up.
Sam
PS: Tell Alexz I'm sorry about last night.
"Sam says he is sorry about last night."
Dean walked back over to the bed and looked at Alexz laying there with her back to him. She rolled over and their eyes met, and Dean looked away, embarrassed to be caught staring. Alexz reached over and grabbed his arm, pulling him down to the bed.
Dean layed down and just looked at her, confused by this gesture. Alexz leaned over and kissed him lightly. Dean looked at her, and then gave in to his feelings, and rolled over, and then on top of Alexz.
They kissed passionately, not knowing how much time they had, and neither of them wanting to break the kiss. Dean felt Alexz's hands sliding up his shirt, and then pulling it off. Dean went to do the same with her shirt, but it was one of those lace-up shirts, that you have to unlace. Alexz sat up and helped him with all of the laces, and after sliding it off she layed back down, Dean kissing her while his hands roamed her body.
Soon all that was remaining between the two of them were Dean's boxers. Alexz pulled them off, and ran her hand over his shaft, causing Dean to let out a moan. Dean took two fingers and entered her, moving his fingers in and out, until she stopped his hand, looking at him, so he pulled his fingers out, and grabbed his jeans searching for a condom. He pulled it on, knowing that she was watching him. He lowered himself and then after looking at her again to make sure that she was okay with it, he thrust into her.
Dean and Alexz got dressed quickly, because they knew that Sam would be waiting for them, and sure enough when they entered the diner Sam looked very impatient. Sam and Dean didn't say anything about the night before, but instead talked about the route they would take to LA, because they wanted to stop at Santa Fe, because there were a couple of mysterious deaths.
Dean let Sam drive his car, because he was too tired, so he sat in the back with Alexz, who was sleeping, and curled up against Dean. And every now and then when he thought Sam wasn't looking he leaned over and kissed her.
Sam drove for several hours pretending to not see Dean, whenever he glanced down at Alexz, or kissed her lightly, but by the time they reached Kansas City Sam couldn't drive any more, well it wasn't the driving so much, as the fact that Dean- his insensitive older brother was kissing a girl every fifteen minutes or so.
Alexz woke up when they stopped at a gas station in Kansas City, and went into the gas station to use the washroom and get some coffee for all of them. While she did that Sam tried to talk to Dean. "Dude, what's up with you today?"
"What are you talking about?" Dean asked while watching Alexz walk away in yet another one of her short skirts, that she paired today with black lace-up wedge heels, that must have been four inches.
"You, the fact that every time you think I'm not watching you, you kiss her or glance at her."
"Sam, I told you that I like her."
"Did something happen between you two last night?"
"Not last night, but this morning..."
"She's sixteen!"
"I know, but like I said before, it's complicated, and I can't tell you. If you want to know, you should ask Alexz."
Dean was driving again after that, while Alexz sat in the back listening to music on her ipod. Sam was sitting in the passenger seat looking up the mysterious deaths in Santa Fe. "Have you ever heard of bloody Mary?" Sam asked Alexz.
"Sure, I used to play that when I was younger." She replied while taking off her earphones to talk to Sam.
"There are several versions of that story, but it always involves a woman named Mary that comes and scratches you eyes out."
"Wait, do you think that is what's causing the deaths?"
"I think it's possible."
Alexz knew that Sam and Dean hunted supernatural things, because Dean told her, but she didn't think that bloody Mary would be real.
Sam and Dean were discussing the possibility that it could be bloody Mary, when in the middle of no where the car's engine stopped running.