Chapter 5
Dean woke up to a face full of late afternoon sun. He sat up, rubbed his eyes, and stretched. He looked over to see Cas and Max still sound asleep on the couch and a half and gave a small smile. He then got up and made his way to the kitchen where Alfred was making breakfast.
After breakfast he made his way outside so small garage near the main door. He followed Alfred's directions and found a bucket, a sponge, car wax, can a rag. He then made his way over to the side of the house where the Impala was parked and pulled out a hose.
"Hello Baby," Dean said gently running his fingers over the hood of the car. "I'm going to get you all clean and pretty. Alfred gave me some car wax so you will shine like new."
He then turned on the hose and made sure to wash off all of the dirt. He then filled the bucket with water and soap, and began to scrub off all of the caked on dirt and debris. After that he rinsed off the soap and used some old towels, that Alfred had set out for him, to dry off Baby.
When he was done, he took the rag and put some of the wax on it and began to gently spread the wax on Baby's hood. He was talking softly to Baby when a snicker from behind him made him whirl around.
"It's not every day that you see someone talking to their car," Max said with another snicker. She was sitting on the edge of the flowerbed with her legs crossed.
"You tell anyone about this and I will throw you in that pond," Dean said with a glare. Max only shrugged.
"It wouldn't be the first timeā¦" she said trailing off. She looked passed him at the Impala. "It is a nice car. If you like old cars, you should talk to Alfred. He has a garage at the back of the property filled with old cars. I'm working on some of them because they need work in order to run."
"Wow that would be pretty freaking cool. Wait you fix old cars," Dean asked in amazement.
"Yep," Max said her voice full of pride. "I'll let Alfred know that you want to take a look at them then."
"Thanks," Dean said. They both turned at the sound of a car coming up the driveway at a faster speed than necessary. The car skidded to a halt in front of the steps leading up to the front door.
"Oh well that took long enough, next time we're using the GPS," said a gray-haired old man with a thick Scottish accent getting out of the car. He slammed the door and a curly-redhead got out of the passenger side.
"Well if you would learn to use the darn thing correctly we wouldn't of had to use a map," said the old woman. She also had a thick Scottish accent.
"Who is that," Dean asked turning to Max.
"That is Stuart and May, Dan's grandparents," Max said with an amused expression.
"Stuart don't fall goin up the steps dear," said May running after her husband.
"I won't fall, you have no faith in me woman," Stuart replied, thankfully making it to the door without falling.
"Well come on, might as well introduce you and the others to them," Max said heading back to the house with Dean in tow.
Me: Leave a comment it would be much appreciated. ;D
Me: Dean ask them to please leave a comment.
Dean:...
Me: *poke*
Dean:...
Me:*poke poke*
Dean: Hey that tickles.
Me: Tell them to leave a comment or I'm gonna keep doing it.
Dean: Fine. Please leave a comment.
Me: A little less sarcasm would be nice.
Castiel: There there. *Pets me*
Me: *wags tail*
Dean:... What the...
Me: I'm called Wolfheart for a reason.
