REUNITED AND IT FEELS AWKWARD

SCENE ELEVEN:

Alone in the dark Dan is standing beside his pickup, waiting for Bobby to answer his phone. "Well, it's about time you picked up. I have been calling you for the last half hour. I have been standing knee deep in agents, real ones not your run of the meal team, oh no there the BAU. They took the bodies to D.C. along with demon remains." Dan can hear Bobby asking him to slow down on the other end of the phone, but he is worried his job could be jeopardized over this. "My report left out any inclination of unknown substance, when they see that in D.C. and then come across…" Dan climbs into his cab. "Bobby, I could be in a real pickle here."

Sitting at a table in the Roadhouse with Ellen, Bobby is sipping on his beer after giving in to trying to stop the rambling of the crazy man on his phone. He looks to Ellen, "The boys are in the frying pan this time." He hears Dan talking, "I wasn't talking to you Dan. I was talking to Ellen. You were so busy spitting the poop out of your mouth I figured you could finish your spill without me." Bobby finishes off his beer and Ellen takes his bottle and hers to the bar, giving Bobby some privacy. "Dan, is there anyone else there we can work with besides Dean and Sam?" Bobby listens to Dan whose speech was much calmer. "Well good, get him on the horn and see what he can do for us and don't worry about the boys, they have been in tighter spaces then this and have managed to come out ok." Bobby gets up from the table and walks up to the bar. "Great any more problems give me a call." Bobby hangs up the phone and wipes his face. "This is going to be a long night."

Ellen gives bobby a grin and passes him another beer. "Here drink this and then I am cutting you off."

Bobby gives Ellen a gnarly glance. "When did you become my wife?" He chugs on his beer.

Placing both her hands on the counter Ellen looks straight into Bobby's eyes. "It doesn't take a wife to know when a man is wrapped up in so much worry that it constipates him." She takes a drink of her beer. "I have been there Bobby. I can't count the times I worried. About the only good thing that came out of it were some tight stomach muscles." Finishing her beer and seeing Bobby had done the same she pours them each a whiskey nightcap. "Here drink this up and then I will tuck you into bed, like a good wife should."

A small twinkle appears in the corner of Bobby's eyes and a grin seems to sweep across his face. "Is that an invitation?" The two look at each other and laugh. Bobby throws back his whiskey letting the smooth bite stream down his throat. "That's what I thought." He gets up from the counter and heads to the back door. He stops and turns to see Ellen talking with the other bartender and shouts at her. "Well, you coming or do I have to find my own way in the dark?"

Bobby is just unlocking his motel room door by the time Ellen catches up. "Hey, I said I would tuck you in." She holds up a fifth of whiskey. So why don't I and Jim Beam here keep you company while you wait to hear from Sam and Dean." Ellen didn't feel like worrying about the boys on her own.

Ellen preferred those times when she didn't know what was going on. She knew hunters were out there fighting, but actually knowing a battle is going on just brought it closer to home and that is when Ellen worried about hunters the most and would always be there by the phone just in case they needed help. Ellen watches Bobby gesture the invite and the two disappear behind a closed door.

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