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Author's Note: I give you chapter four! Enjoy.
Warning: This chapter includes foul language.
"Damn it!" Sam, who was just leaving the shower, jumped when he heard Dean curse. He poked his head out of the bathroom door and saw Dean looking out of the hotel window.
"What's wrong Dean?" After hearing Sam, Dean quickly turns around to glare at him.
"What's wrong?! You are asking me what is wrong! What's wrong Sam-I-Am, is that I am up at an ungodly hour!"
Sam interrupts, "It's only eight in the morning."
"Exactly. Eight in the morning." He retorts. "I may have been born with a handsome physique," Sam snorts, "But I still need my sleep. And not only that, I decide to be nice and get breakfast and it starts to fricken rain!" He ranted. He stopped to catch his breath.
help." He says bluntly. He heads back into the bathroom to finish getting dress, when he got out, Dean started to give him a look that spelt trouble.
"I got it!" He said, sounding pleased with himself. "Why don't you get breakfast today?"
Sam gave him a disbelieving look. "Why should I do it? If you don't want to walk in the rain, why not just drive?" He protested.
"Because, first I am the big brother and I said so, and second why should we drive baby in this rain when the Waffle House is just across the street." Dean countered with a smile.
Knowing he wouldn't be able to change his mind, Sam just grabbed his wallet and threw on his shoes, while throwing Dean a dirty look.
"Have fun." Dean called out smugly to Sam as he opened the door.
"Jerk." He replied as he left. Sam could hear Dean's faint reply.
"Bitch."
Just as he exited the motel parking lot, Sam bumped into something. Looking down he realized that it was a someone, not a something.
"I'm so sorry, I wasn't paying attention to where I was going." She apologizes.
Sam took in the appearance of the girl he ran into. It was a teenage girl with light brown skin, she was soaking wet from the rain. She was bare foot and only wearing a thin tank top and night pants. She must be freezing, he thought, is she being chased?
Sam became more alert in their surroundings. "It's fine." He says, "I wasn't paying attention to where I was going either."
For a moment the girl seems to go into a daze.
"Hey, are you ok?" Sam's concern grows when there is no sign of her hearing him. This isn't good. He thinks after the third time he asks with no response, He tries to get her attention one more time, "Hey, miss, are you ok?"
The girl sways on her feet, her eyes clearing for a moment before they roll to the back of her head and she faints.