This is my first fanatic please comment. This takes place during the eighth season.
Angels and Demons
I sat in the backseat patiently waiting for the three to show up. I stared out the window mindlessly. I jumped when I heard the door open. Dean slid into the seat in front with Sam in the passenger car. Amber slipped in beside me on. She handed me the bag. I rubbished through it until I found my lunch. A cheeseburger with ketchup and pickles with a side of large fries. I handed the bag back and muttered my thanks. I caught a glimpse of her, but my gaze fixed on her. I looked at her a long while before she noticed me staring. I quickly averted my eyes. My cheeks felt warm. Then I saw Dean holding the sodas waiting for us to take them.
"If you done making claims on each other, then can you take these out of my hands? They're getting cold," Dean said.
"Fine, only if you stop whining," Amber replied. She snatched the sodas out of his hands. She held one out to me and I hastily took it, avoiding eye contact. I looked up to the rear view mirror and Dean stared back at me. He gave me the you're pitiful look. I stared back with a sarcastic look. The car rumbled to a start. Dean put the gear in reverse and looked back with his hand on the back of Sam's headrest. He backed slowly out of the parking lane. He put the gear in to drive and turned the steering wheel left. We exited the parking lot. I took a bite out of the burger in my hand.
(Might as well get comfortable; this is going to be a long ride,) I thought.