At the hotel, I poured over the books with Dean as Sam searched for something on his laptop. Boomer sat on the bed next to me resting his head on my lap. I played with the tip of his ear which was his favorite place to be touched. I had given up on reading and took up just skimming the pages. About three hours later, I had given up on that and closed the book. I sat up on the bed making Boomer's head fall off my leg. He groaned in protest, then yawned. He jumped off the bed and did his routine of stretches.
"I need coffee. You guys want anything?"
"A burger sounds wonderful right about now. I'm starving," Dean said rolling on his back and rubbing his eyes. It appeared that he was just about done with the books just as much as I was. Sam closed his laptop screen and stood up.
"I'll go with you. My eyes feel like their getting ready to melt right out of my head," he said sliding his jacket on. I nodded looking down at Boomer.
"You want to go or stay?" Boomer trotted over to Dean and laid down next to him. Dean chuckled scratching Boomer's head.
"Looks like I've made a buddy." I rolled my eyes. I grabbed my keys and walked out with Sam. We hopped in the car and drove away looking for a burger joint that served crazy amounts of coffee. It was silent in the car. But it wasn't that akward silence that makes you want to pull your hair out, it was just silent. That kind of comfortable silence that makes you relax after such a long day, but Sam had to go and ruin that.
"Where did you meet my dad?" I glanced over at him.
"The deep south." I could feel his glare trying to burn a hole in the side of my face. Something told me he didn't trust me.
"How did you meet?"
"Kind of the same way we met, Sam. Just kind of bumped into each other."
"I don't believe you." I smiled with a light chuckle on my breath.
"That's smart of you, Sam." I glanced over at him. I just had to see the look on his face. I just had to. The look on his face was priceless. He was confused not to mention a little angry. He was biting down on nothing out of frustration, his temples pulsating. "You know you're cute when you're angry." Sam rolled his eyes at me then looked back at the road making me laugh at him. Then it hit me. An idea so wonderful, so genius, so evil I had to. I just couldn't help myself. This was going to get him going. But I had to wait. Just to see. I picked up my cell phone and called Dean. He answered on the first ring.
"Check and see where all those couples got married, spent their honeymoons, and see who married them, the works. I want to know everything.
"You think this has anything to do with it?"
"Hey, I'm buying you a burger. So this makes us even."
"Make it a bacon burger and you've got a deal."
"Done." Sam just watched me out of the corner of his eye. When we got back to the hotel, we grabbed all the food and coffee and walked to the door. I tried to open the door, but it was locked. I didn't think anything of it, so I knocked. Dean came to the door quickly and let us in. I immediatly noticed the rock salt all over the floor as if it had been thrown around the room when he opened the door. We hurried in and Dean closed the door pushing the salt back up to the threshold.
"What's going on?" Sam asked setting everything down. There was weapons scattered all over the bed farthest away from the door. All theirs, none of mine. Mine were still next door and this made me very uncomfortable. Whatever was going on, we needed a full arsenal.
"Boomer wanted to go outside. I opened the door and he walked out, sniffed and started growling at something across the street. He backed into the hotel. You said animals are more intuned with the supernatural, right? I'm not taking any chances."
"Good, I need my stuff. Boomer, let's go." Boomer jumped up and walked over to the door.
"You can't go out there, what if gets you?" Dean asked putting his hand on the door to keep me from getting out. I gave him a flat look and laughed.
"I'm not afraid. Besides it's next door. What's the worst that could happen?" Dean rolled his eyes then looked back to his brother.
"A little help, Sam?" Sam shrugged and grabbed a gun off the bed and cocked it. I grinned back at him then looked down at Boomer whow as wagging his tail.
"I just want my stuff, Dean. It will take me less than five minutes. I pormise." Dean rolled his eyes again.
"How are we going to do this?"
"Boomer's going to see if the coast is clear." Dean nodded and opened the door slowly. Boomer took a couple steps forward and looked up at me.
"Go on Boomer, I'm right behind you." He sniffed the air, perking his ears up listening for anything out of the ordinary. He was nervous. Something was out there, watching us. Boomer knew this. I knew this. We all knew this. Boomer stepped out onto the walkway and looked around for a moment before he let out a small bark. I stepped out quickly heading for my hotel door. I unlocked it and opened it. Boomer ran in scanning the room for danger and let out the same little bark letting me know that it was safe.
I hurried in and grabbed my bags and ran back out, shut the door, and ran back into Sam and Dean's room. I dropped everything right by the door and looked at the two brothers standing before me.
"Do you mind if I stay in here tonight?"
"Yeah, you can share my bed." I gave him a flat look.
"Sorry, buddy. Boomer sleeps with me." Boomer had already jumped up on Dean's bed and made himself more than comfortable.
"You don't mind sharing with your brother now, do you Sam?" Sam glared at me.
