Driving to Arizona had been no easy task. It took nearly two days but they eventually got there.
Stepping out of the impala, Sam jumped up, glad to be able to stretch his legs while Grace lifted her hands up above her head and arched her back. Dean on the other hand, climbed out since he was used to being in his baby for long periods of time.
"Well, here we are guys," Grace said to the boys with a happy smile on her face.
Slinging an arm over her shoulder, Dean led Grace out of the motel parking lot and into the main office to get a room.
Walking in, they were greeted with a stench that made Grace want to hurl and Dean looked like he was sucking on a lemon. God, please let the room be better than this.
A middle aged man was sitting at his computer behind the desk, staring at something that was obviously interesting on the screen.
"Hi, we're looking to get a room," Dean announced and the man jumped in shock at someone being in the room.
Standing up he moved over to where they were standing on the left.
"Uhh what can I get you? Queen?" the man asked, assuming they were a couple.
Grace looked at him with her mouth agape, half from surprise and half because she was a little pleased at the thought.
Dean, catching her reaction in the wrong way leaned in to whisper in her ear. "It's better than what we usually get labelled as. People always think Sammy and I are gay." Grace looked at Dean's face and he looked as if he was in pain. Gee…egotistical much.
Shaking her head she said to the manager, "No, we'd like one room, three singles."
With a raised eyebrow, the man shook his head. "I'm sorry, we don't have any rooms with three beds. We only have ones with two."
Dean and Grace looked at each other, deciding they would rather just share one room than get another. Hey, credit cards didn't come easy.
"Alright we'll take a room with two beds then," Dean sighed pulling out his credit card.
The man nodded and told them they would be staying in room 11.
"How many nights are you intending to stay for?" he asked, getting ready to type in the information on the computer.
Dean looked at Grace, as it would be up to her how long they stayed.
"Umm, give us three days. We'll let you know if we want to stay for longer." He nodded and gave them three sets of keys to the room.
Grabbing the keys, the two made their way outside to where Sam was waiting patiently by the impala.
"Here you go Sammy," said Dean as he threw Sam a set of keys who caught them easily.
They all got back into the impala so they could drive and park closer to their motel room.
"Alrighty, room 11." Dean pulled up into a vacant parking space and all three climbed out to fetch their bags.
Opening the door to the motel room, they saw it was a decent room which fortunately didn't smell like the main office did.
"Man did that place reek," Grace scowled as they walked through the door. The boys just laughed at her but stopped when she turned to glare at them.
"What?" Dean asked looking incredibly adorable, causing Grace to giggle, and Dean to grin.
"Nothing. So when do you want to head out boys?" she asked them.
Both shrugged so they agreed the smartest thing to do would be to sleep for the whole day before getting up nice and early tomorrow to go sight-seeing. But there was one problem…
"Hey guys." Sam and Dean looked up from their duffel bags where they were unpacking and turned to face Grace. "We only have two beds…so I don't see how that works."
Looking around the room, they weren't pleased to find that there wasn't a couch where the third person could sleep, and they were pretty sure no one wanted to sleep on the floor.
"Guess someone will have to share," Sam stated.
"I'm voting for me and you, Gracie," Dean said with a wink.
Rolling his eyes, Sam jumped into bed and got ready to sleep.
"Hey, I never said I agreed," Grace protested.
"What, you wanna go sleep in Sam's bed?" Dean asked incredulously. "Have you seen him? Man kicks in his sleep. Ugh."
Looking over at Sam, she decided she wouldn't bother disturbing poor Sammy so she would be bunking with Dean for the next few nights.
"Don't even try anything Winchester," she warned.
Dean put his hands up in surrender and climbed in, in only his black boxer shorts and plain shirt.
"You gonna join me? I'm freezing here holding the blankets open," he grumbled.
Grace nodded and stripped down only to her shorts and tank top and followed suit.
"Dean." she soon said.
"What?" he asked.
"Stop it." said Grace, elbowing Dean in the stomach.
"Stop what Gracie? I'm not doing anything!" he said with a grin.
"Oh shut up Dean. I told you not to try anything. Take your hands off of my hips now!" she ordered.
"You weren't kidding when you said you were ticklish, were you?" Feeling the shake of her head against his chest, he smiled and removed them from her hips, putting them all the way around her waist and cuddling up to her where he was sure she wouldn't mind.
Soon enough, all three were asleep, ready to start off the next day with a bang.
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"Sam, Sam, wake up, wake up," a voice shouted.
"Muhhh?" A completely incoherent Sam rolled over in his bed to find one very excited Grace bouncing up and down on his mattress. Groan. "What is it Grace?"
"Wake up Sam! Let's go!" she yelled.
"Wha…go where?" Sam asked confused.
"We need to go out and explore Sammich! Come on! We need to get a head start!" she squealed unable to contain her excitement.
Sitting up on his bed, Sam rubbed a hand over his face trying to rid himself of the sleep he wanted so badly.
"Head start on what?" he asked sarcastically. "It's not like they won't let us see the Grand Canyon is we're not the first ones there."
Grace punched Sam in the arm at that comment and hurried him into the bathroom to get showered and changed.
Turning towards the bed she had slept in last night, she strode over to Dean's still sleeping form.
Poke.
Nothing.
Poke.
Nothing again.
Jab.
Nothing still.
Harder jab.
Groan.
Push.
Wriggling.
Shove.
Whining.
Slap.
"Grace Alexander, you touch me one more time and I will kick you into next week!" Dean yelled as he abruptly sat up, scaring Grace and causing her to back away a few steps.
"Hello," she said as she waved at him with a shy smile on her face.
"Unbelievable," said Dean, shaking his head at his friend's crazy antics.
"Heehee!" she grinned widely.
"What am I doing up right now? It's what, seven in the morning?" he said while looking at the clock beside his bed.
"Well…like I told Sam, we need to get a head start if we want to see everything today!" Grace said.
"Wow. You woke Sam up before me? Poor guy," said Dean sympathetically. "And don't worry Gracie, we have all the time in the world. We're staying here for at least three days, remember?" She nodded.
At that moment, Sam decided to come out of the bathroom clad only in a towel since he never got the time to get his clothes when Grace practically dragged him in. (A/N: Awesome mental image, right girls? Especially after 4.09… *drools*)
"Holy…" Grace stared at Sam's wonderful physique and wondered why she never noticed those amazing muscles of his. Probably all those damn layers the Winchesters insist to wear.
Hearing a cough behind her, Grace brought herself from her thoughts and ushered an annoyed Dean into the shower where Sam had just been.
"Staring at me now, huh Grace?" Sam asked with an amused look on his face.
"No," she said quietly, cheeks tinting ever so slightly red.
"Huh," Sam concluded and walked over to his duffel to retrieve his clothes. "Umm you mind turning around for a bit? Dean's in the shower so I kinda have to change here and…you know…"
Grace nodded, understanding where he was going and turned around while Sam took off his towel and began to put his clothes on.
Not too long after, Dean walked out, fully clothed and they were all set.
"So…breakfast time," he said.
Sam and Grace nodded and walked out while Dean was still annoyed that Grace was checking out his brother. She should have been checking out me. I look way better than my brother. Ugh.
Picking up the keys to the impala, he locked the motel room door and jumped into the car with his two awaiting companions.
Driving to the nearest diner, they ordered three short stacks and dug in.
"So are we going to check out the Gran Canyon first?" Grace asked over a mouthful of food.
Sam looked on, a little grossed out, and went back to eating his food.
"Yeah, we'll check it out first before we go to some other place," Dean replied, also chewing with his mouth full.
"Okay can you guys please not talk while you're eating? It's kind of grossing me out here," Sam said suddenly, looking warily at both Dean and Gracie.
His tactic didn't work as they both just shovelled more food into their mouths, making sure to make obscene chewing noises in front of Sam's face.
Facepalm.
Once they were done, they threw a couple of bills onto the table and made their way back to the car.
"Grand Canyon, here we come."-------------Standing on the skywalk with their arms hooked over the sides, the Winchesters and Grace were able to see the beautiful wonder everyone called the Grand Canyon.
Grace looked on in wonder at the great gorge before her. She was amazed that was she was looking at had been created over millions of years.
The rock had beautiful contours running across in length, and the depths of it were coiled with jaggedness and levels of waves.
Feeling an arm draped across her shoulder, she turned around to see Dean smiling down at her.
"Thank you for bringing me here Dean," she said to him with the utter most sincerity.
Dean nodded to her and they hugged as if he was saying 'you're welcome'.
Looking to her left, she saw Sam approaching them with a wide grin plastered on his face.
"What?" they both asked.
"Nothing," he said laughing, and shaking his head. "It's just, I never thought in our entire life we'd make it to the Grand Canyon."
"Yeah, well thank Gracie and the total lack of cases!" Grace smiled.
The three stayed at the Grand Canyon National Park for just a few more hours before leaving.
Little did they know, there was a case to be solved - and it was right here in Arizona.