14 October 2008

The boys spent the day at the inn. They tried to sleep in a little. They walked around the town and had lunch at Luke's. They talked about memories from their boyhood and some of the things they had each done while they had been separated during Sam's college years. They kept away from recent events and just enjoyed each other's company. Then, in the afternoon, Sam took one of the horses out. He found that he still enjoyed it and wished he could do it more often. He tried to get Dean to join him, but his brother patiently explained that he preferred 275 horses to one. Dean stayed at the inn and fiddled with the car.

That night, they ate a dinner that Sookie sent out and once again, it was perfect to their tastes. Then, for fun, they went to the little local movie theatre and watched a B-movie they'd seen a hundred times before in a hundred different motel rooms in the middle of a hundred sleepless nights. Everyone they encountered that whole day greeted them kindly and treated them like friends.

Except Miss Patty, she scared them, but in the nicest possible way.

After they returned to their room, they lay on their beds and watched a little TV and drank a couple of beers. Then they fell asleep and had a peaceful night.

AN1: This is my birth date, so I described a good day for them. One I wouldn't mind spending...
Thanks,

Sali.

15 October 2008

When Dean woke up the next morning, he found Sam on the computer. Without asking, he knew that Sam was looking for something to do. He rubbed his face and got up from the bed, "Getting antsy?"

Sam was concentrating on the computer screen and just nodded.

Dean sighed, "Okay"

After his shower, Dean and Sam appeared in the dining room. Once again a server approached and without asking, offered coffee immediately. She then turned around and entered the kitchen without taking their order. Both of the boys thought that was funny and were interested to see what Sookie would send out.

A few moments later, the server returned with a waffle that covered the whole plate for Dean with a side of bacon and for Sam, there was an egg white omelet again, but this time it was filled with spinach and Portobello mushrooms and she included a side of fresh fruit. The boys dug in and ate their food with relish. The peaceful day before had really helped and they knew it.

After breakfast, they went back to their room. Dean decided to clean his gun and Sam went back to his research. They spent a quiet morning doing what they enjoyed.

Just before lunch, there was a call on the room phone. Dean answered it.

Hello?

"Hi, Dean, it's Lane."

He gestured to Sam to pay attention, "Hi, Lane, what's up?"

"I don't know. Did you see a report out of Pennsylvania?"

"Pennsylvania? I don't know if Sam saw anything or not." He looked at Sam, who shook his head.

"Okay, well, I saw something about a possible vampire attack in a small town called Canonsburg. It's in the southwest part of the state. It's a weird one, though."

Dean smiled, "Vampires, huh? How's it weird?"

"The sole witness flat out said that a vampire did it. The report down plays it, but…"

"Okay, I'll pass this on and see if Sam wants to look into it."

"I'm sorry."

"What for?"

"Telling you about this when you're trying to rest."

"Actually, Sam's getting antsy and was already looking, so don't worry about it."

"Well, I guess that's okay. " She paused for a moment, "If you decide to take it, don't leave without stopping in to say goodbye. I'll be at Luke's until 7. Meanwhile, I'll send the info I've got to Sam's email." She paused again, "I wouldn't have called you, but you're the nearest hunters."

Dean gave her Sam's email address, "I'll tell him to look for it. Thanks, Lane."

After the email from Lane came in, Sam and Dean discussed it and decided to go ahead and take it; although Sam found it weird, too. "Vamps don't usually leave a witness alive."

Dean looked thoughtful, "True, but maybe he was full?"

Sam just shrugged.

After that, they informed Lorelai they were going to hit the road. At about 5:00 pm that afternoon, they exited the inn with their gear and walked toward their car. Sam was looking at the sky and all around him with a perplexed look on his face. As they were loading the trunk, another car pulled up beside them. Rory, Dean and Rand all got out.

While Dean was pulling Gilly out of her car seat, Rory walked over to the boys, "You weren't going to leave without saying goodbye, were you?"

The boys looked at each other and Sam shrugged, smiling. Rory took his hand and led him over to her son. "Rand, remember Sam?"

"Uh huh, he's not my daddy."

Dean Forester laughed. "That's right, Dude, I'm your daddy."

Sam crouched down and looked at the little boy with a smile, "You know, 'It's a wise child that knows its own father'." Rand reached up and hugged him and Sam gratefully hugged him back.

Dean was holding back for fear the baby would be handed to him. He had a healthy fear of it ever happening again. Rory wouldn't let him stay separate though. She went back and grabbed his hand and pulled him forward. "Hey, Rand, this is Sam's brother, Dean."

Rand looked up at him, "Hello, I saw you three days ago with the other man."

Dean just looked at him and smiled, "That's right. His name was Castiel."

Rand frowned at him, "He scared me a little."

Dean nodded, "That's fine; he scares me a little, too."

"Really?"

"Yeah" Dean crouched down to Rand's level. "I don't think you'll ever see him again, though. Okay?"

With a happy smile on his face, the little boy repeated, "Really?"

"Really" Dean held out his hand in the universal high five and Rand hit it. Then, in a completely surprising move, Rand hugged Dean. It didn't take long for Dean to get over the surprise, and he hugged the little boy back.

While Dean was talking to Rand, Sam had pulled Dean Forester aside. He was a little nervous that the man would treat him differently now that he knew Sam's secret, but Dean just treated him the same. They were having a quiet conversation with each other and then Sam threw back his head and laughed.

At that, Dean looked at his brother and smiled. He hadn't seen him laugh like that in years. It was nice to see. Dean stood up and turned around to see Lorelai and Sookie coming out of the inn.

Dean Forester came over and shook Dean Winchester's hand. He looked the older man in the eye, "Thanks, man. I mean it. You… and your dad... well, you saved our boy. We can't say it enough."

Dean was a little embarrassed about this; he wasn't used to getting a thank you, so he just nodded. At that point, Lorelai and Sookie came over to him and each gave him a hug.

Lorelai took his face and kissed him, "You will come back; whenever you can. I meant what I said the other day."

He was a little choked up so he didn't speak, he just nodded.

Sookie then hugged him while Lorelai went over to Sam to give him a hug and kiss. "Come back and give me another ride; make my husband nuts." She giggled and went over to Sam.

Both Sam and Dean felt slightly uncomfortable, but in a good way, when all these displays were over. Sam walked over to Rory and hugged her, then got into the car. Dean did the same. He started it and rolled down his window.

Lorelai moved over to it and leaned down. "Come back as soon as you can."

Dean grinned at her, but still didn't say anything. He wouldn't make any promises. He pulled out and drove away.

After they stopped at Luke's to say goodbye to him and Lane, they were driving down the road, and Dean looked over at Sam who still had a big grin on his face. "What?"

Sam looked at him and smiled, "Do you remember when Sookie said she watched Dean running and how sometimes he runs without a shirt?"

Dean was watching the road and his brother at the same time, "Uh huh."

"Dean told me he does it on purpose; every once in a while. To give her a little thrill. Lorelai told him to do it."

Dean laughed at that.

They were silent for awhile longer, and then he noticed that Sam was looking at the sky; he had a mystified look on his face.

"Something wrong?"

Still looking all around him, Sam answered, "No, but it's weird…"

"What's weird?"

"I don't know… it's as if… all the colour was leaching out of the world."

Dean looked around. Then he shrugged, "Looks okay to me."

The End

AN2: Yup, I really do think I'm hysterical…

AN3: I want to thank everyone who marked this story, my other stories or my name for alerts and also the ones who have reviewed my stories. I realize what a boon it is to receive those emails, and I'll start paying that forward more often.

Thanks,

Sali.