A Wave from the Window
Dean's attempt to dinner had gone better than expected and he was also in the mod to indulge. Sine Ashley had already finished off the bottle of Jack, Dean went to grab some more of anything anyone wanted. Ashley wanted some Fireball Whiskey while Sam had no preference. Dean was just happy to see Ashley having a good time for once.
When Dean finally came back from his booze run, Ashley had set up a spot for them outside so as not to wake the resting Bobby, who Sam had gone up to check on.
"Time to kick this thing off" Ashley said happy to see the Impala tearing up the dirt road and running up to meet it half way, she walked off with two bottles of whatever Dean handed to her first.
"Hey no, let us catch up to you kiddo" Sam laughed grabbing a bottle of whiskey out of her hand before she started double fisting. Dean popped in a Bon Jovi tape defending his answer with "it's perfect for the occasion man!" and a shot of the bourbon he picked for himself.
After the two boys had caught up with how much Ashley had to drink, all 3 were happily skipping down memory lane. Dean was laughing so hard he was almost crying when Sam brought up Ashley's prom night. She had begged Dean to bustle just a few extra pool games so she could afford a dress and shoes for the special night. The look on Dean's face when she came out from the motel bathroom was the funny factor, his mouth was hanging in shock as if he never knew she was really a girl under all the baggy sweatshirts and boot cut jeans.
When Dean got over the initial shock and took bother her and her date to the dance yet never left, Ashley was fuming. That was all Ashley could remember clearest from the night, but it did not stop her from having a typical high school prom. Dean had turned into an over protective brother when he saw Ashley adjusting her strapless dress and climbing out from under the bleachers.
The real kicker for Ashley was when Dean had brought up Sam's prom! Sam was so nervous that Ashley had to tie his (geeky) bow tie. Dean kept poking at Sam the whole time Ashley was struggling to keep Sam's head straight. Ashley eventually gave up and allowed Sam to walk out the door with a crooked bow and ruffled hair.
"Then, Sammy came home without that damn thing" Dean burst out laughing, even causing Sam to chuckle.
The sun had started to paint the dark sky with highlights of purples and oranges that was their cue to head off to bed. Sam was the lucky one who didn't have to stomp up the stairs, but it was entertaining none the less to watch his siblings attempting to climb those damn things.
It had taken them a couple tries and bruised knees to make it up the stairs, but they had finally made it without waking up Bobby. Dean flopped down stomach first after skillfully removing his jeans on the move. Ashley took a little longer because she needed to put on sleeping shorts, but when she finally did she also flopped down on her stomach. Dean lifted his head to face Ashley, the alcohol's affects were warring off ever so slightly simply because of the basic science of alcohol consumption "You've always been a happy drunk" he sighed closing his eyes.
"Yeah, like Sammy, but you were too" she smiled.
"Not usually though" Dean responded, feeling terrible and embarrassed. There had been times when in his drunken rampages Dean had hit Sam or yelled terrible things at Ashley.
"You just need a push De" Ashley said too quickly for anyone but her brothers to understand "but chat more after I wake up tomorrow you hear?" she slurred, rolling over to her side, placing her head on Dean's bent arm, unintentionally close to Dean's face.
"Yes ma'am" he said, rolling his head to the other side, feeling his personal space was suddenly invaded.
The morning had shifted to afternoon before the Winchesters stirred. The smell of a greasy breakfast wafted into the study, causing Sam's stomach to wake first with a flop. Sam groaned into the velvet couch and rolled over to see the grizzled hunter whipping up his famous hangover cure. "Bobby" Sam said, wiping a hand through his sleep tossed hair and feeling his eyes pound.
"Go get the other idgits down here" Bobby grumbled from the kitchen.
Each step caused another throb behind his watery eyes, but Sam was given a job to do before he could touch that magical food.
"Hey" he said, slamming the door open and causing himself to wince.
"What?" Dean barked as Ashley stuffed her head under the feather pillow with a groan.
"Bobby's got the Singer cure on the table" Sam said walking in and throwing Dean's jeans at him.
"Yeah" Dean said, throwing them on and pulling the sheets off Ashley, getting another groan out of her as she pulled her head out from under the pillow.
"Fine, just everyone shut up" Ashley mumbled causing both brothers to burst out in painful laughter.
The greasy breakfast had in fact soaked up all the remaining alcohol in their stomachs and was ready to head out wherever the road would take them next. Before Bobby allowed his "children" to leave, he pulled Ashley aside "Honey, you need to watch your ass like you are afraid it'll run away from you" the seasoned hunter said with honest concern in his voice.
"Of course, Bobby" she responded with a chuckle "but why are you saying this now?"
"Cuz you are sleeping with your own blood and got knocked up with a fricken demon!"
"Yeah, well they only way I learned to cope as a kid was to sneak into Sammy's bed!" she answered clearly agitated "and getting pregnant was a mistake, Bobby!"
"I know" Bobby said pulling her in an awkward embrace "just watch out for you 3."
"I will Bobby" she responded, calming back into her carefree attitude. As the Impala drove off, Ashley turned to wave at her fill in father, only to see he had already heading back into his house.
AN: Hope you all enjoyed, tell me what you think!