Adam tried to simultaneously occupy himself while trying to tune out his brothers with music. It is a 14-hour drive to South Dakota where this Bobby lived and Sam and Dean have been arguing since they left the motel.
"Dude just change the channel or turn it off." Sam ground from the passenger's seat.
"Sorry, Sammy can't hear you." Adam scoffed as he saw Dean turned the music up even higher. Seeing what Dean called the bitch face. Adam pulled off his headphones and jumped in.
"I'm hungry. We should stop." Dean looked at him from the review mirror.
"Dude we stopped two hours ago."
"True but I am a growing boy. Plus, I really need to get out of this car. You guys are driving me nuts."
"Adams right. At least then we don't have to listen to your crappy music." Adam sighed as the argument seemed to pick up for another round since Dean was protective of anything Dad related.
While Adam didn't really mind the genre of music, he could see how after a few hours it would get old. Sam on the hand seems to openly despise it.
"Crappy? And you think yours is better? You can't tell girls from guys." Dean scoffed.
"Guys come on." Adam pleaded.
"Fine. But I'm getting pie."
The pit stop had been uneventful as they threw smartass comments at each other. After which they decided to drive through the night to Bobby's. Putting them there as the sun was just fully over the horizon.
"Hey, Adam. Get up." Adam pulls himself up from the window. Rubbing the sleep from his eyes as he looks around.
"Where are we?" He noticed Dean wasn't in the car.
"Where's Dean?" Adam glared as Sam laughed when his yawn changed Dean to Bean.
"We are at Bobby's and Dean is getting our bags." Sam explains as he opened the car door and Adam followed suit.
"Your friend lives in a junkyard?" Adam looked around in slight disgust. Not that his mother ever allowed him to look down on anyone, it was still strange to live in a dump.
"He is not just a friend, but family. So, you will show respect." Adam turned quickly as his oldest brother growled. If there was one thing Dean was deathly protective of, it was family.
"Dean you know he didn't mean it anything. "Luckily Sam knew that he meant no offense.
"Yeah Dean. I wasn't trying to be rude." While Winchesters may be smartasses, they had manners.
"Yeah kid, okay." Deans eyes soften as he ruffles his hair before moving towards the worn-down house.
"Alright let's go introduce you to our host." All three brothers grabbed their bags and while his older brothers were completely at ease, Adam was getting nervous. What if Bobby didn't like him? Sam and Dean seem to value this man very much, so his opinion of Adam was important.
Before Adam had time to torture himself anymore, the front door opened to reveal a scruffy looking guy in a worn baseball cap.
"Well, I am glad you idjits decided to grace me with your presence. It has only been nine months." Adam saw his brothers change from arrogant hunters to scolded children.
"Sorry, Bobby." Both of his badass hunter brothers said before Bobby directed his attention on Adam.
"So, you must be the new baby Winchester." Adam internally rolled his eyes at the comment. Sure, he wasn't as built or ruff looking as his brothers, but he wasn't a baby.
"Yeah, this is the runt." Adam turned an open scowl at his irritating brother as they walked closer. Luckily Sam has some manners.
"Bobby, Adam. Adam, Bobby." Bobby came to the rest of the way down the steps to them to be on level ground, not that it was enough to stop Adam from looking up a little. He stuck his hand out.
"Nice to meet you Mr. Singer." Bobby tightly gripped his hand back.
"Just Bobby kid." Adam nodded and Bobby beckoned them inside.
Sam gave a quick tour of the house and scrapyard, before joining Bobby and Dean in the study.
"So, kid. Dean tells me you are wanting to get some training. Why you want to join this sucky life is beyond me." Dean scoffed from the couch where he was enjoying his second beer. Adam glared at him, something that Dean seemed to cause him to do that a lot.
"That's what I said. But even Sam thinks he should join us."
"Really, you Sam?" Bobby looked over at his middle brother in honest surprise.
"Like I told Dean. Adam is a Winchester through and through, so there is no point in trying to convince him not to hunt. It is better to teach him and have him come with us." Adam was honored to officially be called a Winchester but was a little insulted that they wanted to babysit him.
"You know I am right here." Adam motioned to himself.
"Yeah, how could we forget with all your teenage angst." Dean mocked his higher voice until Sam reaches over to hit their older sibling on the shoulder. It was nice to have someone on his side.
The rest of the night was spent with usual banter and Adam is asking Bobby all kinds of questions. He really is the genius Sam and Dean told him about.
It was around 5 a.m. the next day that Adam was awoken when his temporary bedroom door slammed open. Adam groaned as his eldest brother made his loud entrance.
"Rise and shine princess." Adam could hear the smirk.
"Deeaaannnn. It is way too early." Adam buried his head further underneath the blankets and pillows. Of course, this doesn't stop Dean from ripping it off.
"Too bad kid. You wanted our life and now you have it. Be down in 10 minutes." Adam groaned again at how right his brother was and was instantly annoyed by his obnoxious laugh as he left.
Adam drags his unwilling body out of bed and across the hall to the bathroom. Wondering how Bobby and Sam could sleep through that loud wake-up call.
Right at the 10-minute mark, Adam made his way into the kitchen, where Dean is leaning against the counter with a cup of coffee, dressed in shorts and a loose shirt.
"Cutting it close kid." Adam just grumbles and rubs the last of the sleep from his eyes and heads for the golden nectar. But before he can reach his jump start for the day, the pot is pulled away.
"Hey!" The irritation from being up so early turns to pissed off as he is so he not in the mood for Dean's games.
"Trust me. You will want this instead." Adam barely catches the water bottle that is chucked at his head.
"Come on." Dean motioned to the back door.
"Where are we going?"
"To start the most basic part of your training. You are going to run two miles each way through that forest." Looks over to see the small forest Dean is pointing too.
"I know how to run." The annoyance growing with this bit of news. He thought they were going to train him.
Dean didn't seem appreciate his verbal attitude.
"Maybe you can runt, but not well enough to be a hunter. Sometimes being able to outrun a monster could save your life." Dean explained as he glared and Adam met him head on for a minute before backing down. One day he would outlast his oldest brother.
"If you are done being a little girl, Bobby will handle your research/lore training, Sam will handle weapons."
"And you." Adam didn't like the satisfied look on his oldest brother's face.
"I will oversee your combat training. Got it?" Dean took up that stance that made him seem twice as big. A stance that made even Sam seem small by comparison. Not to mention that Dean's eyes always seemed to look right through him.
"Yeah."
"Try again kid." Adam looked up in confusion.
"During this training, we are not your family but your drill sergeants. This is not an extracurricular activity. It is life and death every time you take on a case."
"Yes, sir." Even though Dean had a good point, he had a feeling he was going to regret asking for this.
"Alright then get going." Adam groaned (surely not the last time that day) before taking off.
A month had passed and Adam was (practically) dead as he flopped on the bed after a day of his normal training. Dean wasn't kidding when he said it would be literally hell.
Every day started at 5 a.m. where he would do his morning run, eat breakfast, have a lesson with Bobby, learn weapons with Sam, have lunch, combat training with Dean, and then the day would end with him being quizzed by all of them. The only day he got off were Sundays.
Adam hated to admit it, but this was working. His body was much more defined and he had a lot more knowledge of the things that went bump in the night. Even if his body did hurt with every step.
This always caused Dean to laugh with an 'I told you so' look before Bobby would whack him on the back of the head for being arrogant.
Adam decided the best course of action right now was to slip into unconsciousness. Of course, a soft knocking ruined this plan. Looking up he saw his brothers enter.
"Hey, Adam. How are you feeling?" Just like Sam to jump right to the concerning question. Of course, Adam offered an elegant response.
"Tired as shit." Adam grinned as he sat up on his elbow and turned slightly to face his brothers.
"Yeah, that will happen." Sam chuckled before becoming more serious.
"We wanted to let you know that we found a case nearby and are leaving tomorrow." This caught his attention and he fully sat up. Were they going to let him be a part of this?!
"Cool your jets runt. You are staying here." Of course, Dean would crash his mood in seconds.
"But I thought-"
"Adam, you just started. Your body is exhausted." Sam tried to defuse the tense situation and the fight that was sure to take place soon.
"But you guys let me help on the last case!" Adam argued as he stood up and crossed his arms. To his brothers, he probably looked like a whiny little kid who wasn't getting their way.
"That was because you forced your way into it. We would have never willing let an untrained kid be a part of that!" Dean growled.
"You will stay here and you can be pissed, but you will stay here. If you follow us or try or sneak off your training will end indefinitely. Is that clear?" Dean deepened his voice to sound just like their father. Adam glared full force.
"Yeah."
"Try again kid." Adam was getting real tired of this military tirade his oldest brother was on and he clenched his fist to stop a detrimental comment.
"Dean." Sam sighed in what sounded like a warning. One that Dean completely ignored, as he waited for Adam to give the desired answer.
"Yes, sir." Adam ground out. Dean gave one last hard glare.
"Good." With that Dean stormed out of the room. Sam sighed again as he rubbed his hand through his hair.
"Look Adam I know he can be overbearing, bossy, and demanding. But Dean really does have only have your safety and future in mind." The anger instantly left his body as it always did when Sam explained their oldest brother.
"I know, but it is so frustrating," Sam smirked.
"Trust me I know. Just give it time." Adam nodded and Sam ruffled his hair.
"We will be back in a week. It is just a salt and burn. You don't have to worry about training, just behave for Bobby kiddo."
"Okay. Thanks, Sam." The middle gave that caring smile and followed their oldest brother out.
"See you in a week little brother."
"Yeah see you." Adam flopped back on the bed. Thinking of ways to make himself valuable to his brothers.
Not far from the house, in the dense forest surrounding the south side of Bobby's house stood a figure watching them. Smirking as they saw the famous hunters leaving their most vulnerable member practically defenseless. The perfect prey.
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