Sam and Dean approached Layla's front door as the rain poured down upon them.
Bang. Bang. Bang.
Layla swung the door open with great force and began to yell about banging on the door until she realized it was just the Winchester boys.
"Ah!"She screamed and jumped into Sam's arms, hugging him tightly. "My best friend!"
Sam laughed nervously and sat her down gently, "No need to make Deany boy jealous now."
Both Layla and Dean shot the ballsy brother a dirty look.
"I'm sorry. I'm sorry." Sam mumbled as he pushed past Layla, escaping the pouring rain.
Dean didn't move though. He stood on the porch waiting for his welcome. She couldn't resist. Layla jumped up, swung her arms around his neck and her legs around his torso, and buried her head in the nape of his neck. "I missed you."
Dean laughed as they both became soaked from the pouring rain. Even if he didn't like the rain, he was just enjoying the position he had been put in.
"I missed you too sweetheart." He placed a soft kiss on her cheek and slowly walked into the house carrying with Layla still in his arms.
Sam nearly choked on the water he was drinking as he saw the sight that lingered in front of him. Layla still had her head in his neck and Dean had the cheesiest smile upon his pale face.
"Well I'm glad you two are comfortable…" Sam mumbled rather loudly.
Sam and Dean didn't communicate much about each others personal relationships. Sam didn't want to hear about Dean's sex life. Dean didn't want to hear about Sam's sex life. They didn't want discuss each other's feelings. The only thing they would discuss was the issues occurring within heaven, hell, and the in-between.
Sam longed for that personal relationship with this brother though. He wanted to be able to discuss things like girls and how they were feelings. He was definitely the more sensitive brother. At one point in time, they had that relationship, but when they became hunters they both realized there were more important things to worry about.
Dean put Layla back on her feet and composed himself once more, "So, you have a nice place for somebody who lives by themselves."
And at that point footsteps came barreling down the stairs. A loud howl escaped the German Shepard's mouth along with a series of barks.
"Roscoe! Stop that barking!" Layla tapped the dog on his nose and he immediately became quiet. "Sorry guys. He's my guard dog. He's just doing his job." She sat on the floor where she was eye level with Roscoe and rubbed her nose against his. "You're my little baby. Yes. Yes, you are," she cooed the large canine.
Dean and Sam both stared at Layla like she was the most precious thing in the world. She was so sensitive to the world around her. She was so innocent. That was something neither of the Winchester brothers was used to. Innocence.