Chapter 3
Reunions
Disclaimer: I do not own twilight or supernatural. they belong to their talented creators. nor do i own the songs that inspire me when i write.
I walked into the motel office and of course there was a middle-aged balding guy behind the counter. I was wearing my light blue flare leg jeans, my black halter, black boots and my cropped jean jacket. It wasn't as revealing as some of my clothing, but obviously this guy hadn't seen a woman in ages and he kept staring at me. He slicked what little hair he had back as I approached the counter,
"Hi I would like a room please," I said trying to make him look me in the eyes, but it was no use.
"What's your name baby?" he asked finally looking up at me. As I was debating on whether to slam his head on the counter or be nice for once (cuz no one calls me baby) I heard I very familiar voice behind me,
"She's with us." The voice said in a very possessive tone. I turned around and there was Dean, damn he still looked as good as ever even though he jaw was set tight due to the clerk trying to hit on me.
"Oh I'm sorry Mr. Elliot, I didn't know." the clerk looked away from me immediately and grabbed a key from behind him. Without looking at me he handed me the key, "There you go miss your in room 13 next to Mr. Elliot. Have a nice day."
Dean gave him one more don't ever try that again look and than opened the door for me. When we were outside I turned around and looked at him, "You know I could of handled that back there. I'm not some damsel in distress." I liked Dean and all, but I hated being treated like I was fragile. I blame Edward and Jake for that because that's how I was always treated. Dean just looked at me for a minute and than grabbed my face and kissed me. Not one of those soft, haven't seen you in a while kisses, but the one that felt like a fire was lit under his ass. For a moment I was lost in the kiss until I realized what was happening and I pulled away. "What the hell Dean!" He just smirked at me and said, "Hey you weren't complaining a minute ago. Besides I think I'm entitled to that since you up and left me in the middle of the night." I started to get angry; he knew that saying anything like entitled when directed at me was the quickest way to get me mad. I took a few deep breaths and looked at him, "What's wrong James Dean mad because the tables were turned on you for once?" I asked in my most innocent voice. Before he could retaliate I was picked up from behind. "Bella, man it's good to see you." Sam said. He put me down and spun me so we were face to face, "Good." he said with a smirk. "What's good Sammy boy." I asked him a little confused. "Oh, I'm just glad you weren't lying about not having a beard like Bobby." He said and started laughing. I punched him in the arm and he started to shake it, "Damn girl I was just joking no need for abuse." he told me all the time grinning. "Alright you two knuckle heads what's the plan?" I asked them trying to hold back my laughter. Finally Dean spoke from behind me, "Well Bobby said that he would be in tomorrow, so we are to just chill out until then." I bit my lip nervously; I had hoped to get started immediately, but oh well. "Cool well what do you guys wanna do?" I asked finally turning to look at Dean. After I spoke he had that bad boy smile and the mischievous look in his eyes. "What in the hell are you thinking Dean? It had better not involve strippers; we are not doing that whole fiasco again." I said with some venom in my voice. The last time we had gone to a strip club all the guys thought I was the main attraction and let's say most of them left with broken bones. "Nah not this time sweetheart." he smirked at sweetheart. Dean, Sam, Dad, and Uncle Bobby were the only ones who got to call me sweetheart and they all knew they could get away with it. Dean continued, "Sam and I are running low on cash so we need to make some quick. Think you can help us out, you have been here more than us and you can spot the suckers from a mile away. So are you in?" He gave me those puppy dog eyes and that little pout. He knew I couldn't resist him when he looked like that. I sighed, "Alright I'm in, but I gotta have a shower first, and unlike you two I have been sleeping in my car the last three days." Sam laughed and said I had 45 minutes. As I entered my room I could of sworn I heard Dean whisper, "It doesn't matter you look beautiful all the time."
A/N: sorry this is a short chapter i have had 2 weddings this week. i am hopefully going to update later this week, but i can't be for sure. the next chapter will be longer though and have some action in it.
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