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Can't Do This Anymore
Dean shouldered the motel room door open, gasping slightly as he almost dropped the box he was carrying. Annie not paying attention.
"Where's Sam?"
"He went to the Quickie-Mart down the road." Came her dry reply.
Dean nodded before walking over to Annie, who was seated at the small table typing away on her laptop, the corners of her mouth curling up as she read something. "Hey, I, uh, I got you something..."
"My birthday was two weeks ago, Dean." He sat the box down in front of her, Annie frowning at the box. "Oh I'm sorry, you forgot."
Dean sighed and lowered his head. "Annie, I'm trying. I just don't know how to make this right."
Annie looked up at him and shrugged. "So don't."
"God damn-it, Annie!" He slammed his hand down on the table. "Just tell me what to do!"
"Is going to Hell an option?"
"AnnaBelle." He frowned.
"Dean." She retorted in the same tone. "Just drop it, okay?"
Dean shook his head and sat down across from her. "No. Please, Annie, just help me out here."
"There's nothing I need to help you with." Annie shut her laptop and moved away from the table. "I'm not important."
"What the Hell's that supposed to mean?!"
Annie gave a bitter laugh and grabbed clothes from her duffel. "Standing me up on my birthday to bang your ex-girlfriend, yeah that just screams 'I love you'!"
"Annie, I'm sorry."
"Yeah, because 'sorry' fixes everything." Annie angrily wiped her tears away and shook her head. "Well fine. I'm sorry we ever met."
Dean felt like someone had punched him in the stomach, he'd neverhave expected her to say that. As the bathroom door slammed shut and the shower turned on Dean swallowed the thick lump in his throat and blinked back the stinging in his eyes. She hated him. AnnaBelle Carlisle Poole, his first crush and best friend, hated him. With a heavy heart he climbed into bed and listened to the shower water blast.
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By the time Annie forced herself out of the shower she could hear Sam's snores and Dean shifting in his bed.
She sighed and took her time brushing her teeth and brushing her hair. She dropped her brush when Sam's snores stopped and he started making strangled noises, Dean yelling his brother's name soon after.
Swinging the door open she stopped at seeing Sam thrashing about. To her it seemed like it was over before anything really happened, but knew whatever it was took a lot out of Sam and was scaring the Hell out of him. So she just stood off to the side as she watched Sam start to throw everyone's things into one duffel bag.
"We're leaving." He muttered as he went for the door.
Annie shot a look Dean's way, who shrugged in return.
"Sam?" She asked quietly.
"Now." He looked her way before going out to the car.
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Annie sat in the back seat and stayed quiet. Sam looked a little pale and by the bags under his eyes she could tell this was really messing with him.
Once they got to the house Sam had said he'd seen and found out that a man died the same way Sam had said he'd seen in his 'dream'.
Dean drove to a motel in silence, once morning came he and Sam started to form a plan, Annie frowning and jumping in when Dean held up her outfit.
"Oh no. Hell no." She shook her head jumping in. "That's just wrong, Dean!"
"Come on, Annie." He shrugged his shoulders. "We're saving people...so in a way...it's not that wrong, right?"
Annie shook her head again and crossed her arms. "No. I'm not doing it. Unlike you, I'd rather not go to Hell."
Sam grabbed the outfit from his brother and handed it to her, his puppy-eyes turned on to the max. "Please Annie. We need to do this."
Annie frowned and yanked it out of his hands and trudging into the bathroom, slamming the door behind her.
"You're sick." Annie exclaimed in a hushed whisper as she messed with her head piece.
"What did I do now?" Dean turned to her, looking her over as she wore the nun outfit, lust filling his eyes.
"Introducing me as Sister Bonnie Jovi. And stop staring at me like that!" She huffed, smiling as a man walked by before turning back to Dean. "The only man a nun can have a relationship with is the Lord!"
Dean smirked and looked around before leaning in to her and whispering, "Well then I guess you're lucky I'm God in bed."
Annie scoffed and pushed him away from her. "Stop being a pig."
Dean bit his lip and watched as she walked away to find Sam.
Annie stood next to Sam, hoping she wasn't showing how disgusted she was as she watched Dean shovel little hot dog after little hot dog into his mouth, not exactly taking time to chew each individually.
She tuned out Dean and Sam talking with Mrs. Miller and looked around the room, her eyes catching sight of Max Miller right as he caught sight of her. She sent him a small smile and tilted her head in his direction, Max smiling back almost awkwardly. Annie frowned slightly and looked around the rest of the room, jumping when Sam rested his hand on her shoulder.
"Jesus Christ!" She cleared her throat when Mrs. Miller looked at her a little shocked. "...will be with you during your time of need. Just keep your faith, Mrs. Miller."
Sam bit back his smile while Dean gave a small snort, Annie inwardly cursing herself.
"We should be leaving. We have another appointment." Sam spoke up and the three made their way out of the house and to the Impala.
"Yelling Jesus Christ and you're wearing a nun's dress." Dean laughed and shook his head. "Yeah, I'm the sick one."
Annie just frowned and stomped her way into the bathroom, change of clothes in hand.
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Sam rolled over a little as Annie pressed against his shoulder slightly so she could climb into his bed.
She tried to ignore the sound of Dean sighing and his bed shifting under his weight as he turned away from the two. Sure, she felt a bit bad about what she'd said to him earlier but she couldn't help it. It slipped out, and she was feeling that way at the moment. She sighed softly and fell asleep with the thoughts of her earlier actions floating around in her mind.
When she awoke next it was to Sam and Dean running out of the room in a hurry and to the Impala, pulling out of the parking lot and leaving her standing in the doorway of their motel room in her pajamas.
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"I still can't believe you guys left me." She whispered and shook her head.
"Annie I'm sorry." Sam told her softly. "I just seen Max's uncle being murdered and we took off. I didn't mean to leave you."
"No." Annie shook her head as they climbed from the car. "I understand. I'm just being silly."
Sam looked at her a moment and nodded he then turned to Dean as his brother pulled out a gun and stuck it in the small of his back. "Dean, what the Hell are you doing?"
Annie swallowed and stared at the brothers. "And you're sure it's Max doing this?"
"Yeah." Sam admitted quietly, so with the nod of her head the three made their way up the walk to the Miller house.
The three looked around the room before their eyes settled on Max, Sam stepping in front of Annie as Dean's gun flew out from the small of his back and started pointing around the room at everyone on its own.
"Just...just calm down, okay Max?" Annie's voice quivered as she stared at the gun pointing towards she and Sam. "I'm sure we could just talk and sort this out that way."
The two didn't have time to react when the closet doors flew open and she and Sam were thrown into the closet, the doors closing and a bookshelf sliding in front of the doors.
Annie groaned and cupped the back of her head, rubbing softly, grimacing when she pulled her hand away and noticed the blood. Fantastic.
"Are you all right?" Sam asked as he stood. Once she nodded the two started banging on the doors and yelling out for Dean.
After pushing for what felt like forever Annie started to panic as Sam started to groan and squeeze his eyes shut as tight as humanly possible. She stood there, feeling like she was going to throw up as Sam kept groaning and grabbing his head.
A yelp flew from her lips as the bookshelf flew away from the doors as Sam screamed, "NO!"
"How'd...?"
"I don't know." Sam whispered as he grabbed her arm and hurried up the stairs.
"Stop!" Sam yelled as Max pointed the gun at Dean, who was stood in front of Mrs. Miller. "Max, we can--we can talk about this. Just put the gun down and let them go..."
Max sobbed and turned the gun away from Dean, tears streaming down his face.
"That's better. Now let's jus--"
Annie was cut off by a gun shot and Max falling to the floor. She covered her mouth and and swallowed a few times, trying to keep the bile down.
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"You all right?" Dean asked quietly as he walked up beside Annie outside of their motel room.
"Yeah. Fine." She replied just as quiet, her hand going to the back of her head without noticing.
"Sam told me your head was bleeding." He moved closer but kept his eyes averted from hers. "Can I...just check it out? Make sure you're okay?"
Annie shook her head and pulled one of Sam's sweatshirts tighter around her. "I'm fine Dean, honestly."
Dean shook his head as well and cupped his hand on the back of her neck, to which she thought he was going to check her head anyway, but she gave a gasp as he pulled her body to his and his lips found hers.
It took her a few seconds to regain composure of her mind before she pulled away and gave Dean a sharp slap, only to pull his lips back down on hers in a rough kiss before pulling away again and giving another sharp slap to the side of Dean's face.
Dean watched as her face grew closer to his again almost sure she was going to kiss him again.
Annie shook her head and backed away. "I can't--I can't do this."
Dean went to reach for her and frowned when she moved away from his hands and scrubbed her hands down her face, catching the lust and the hurt in her eyes. The hurt he put there.
"I'm sorry." She whispered, chin quivering for a moment as she shook her head again and hurried into the motel room, leaving Dean to stare after her.
A/N:Okay, so this chapter just 110 completely sucked. I know. I'm not a fan of how it turned out. I just kept re-writing it and re-writing it and it wouldn't turn out to how I had put it all together in my head. Bleh to that. I promise that the next chapter will most definitely be way better than this. I'm so sorry how this one turned out. :(
But just so you guys know, I'm going to try and update as much as I can before I leave, which will hopefully be every evening for the next 8 days. So fingers crossed for that. :)
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