After spending the better part of an hour filling Jess in on everything they felt she should know, she was showing signs of being tired. Sam nearly slapped himself when he realised they hadn't asked if Jess was hungry, great first impression we gave her, "Uh Jess?" Sam cleared his throat "Ye Sam?" she replied quietly. Dean only noticing now how tired she looks. "I know you're probably not hungry but do you want anything to eat?" Sam asked. Dean felt a small rush of guilt having not asked her sooner.
"Em...I'm not really hungry but eh I feel a bit grubby, mind if I was up?"
"Sure, the bathrooms right through here" Sam picked up Jess's duffle bag and left it inside the bathroom door. Jess swung her legs of the side of the bed and went to stand up "Wait!" Dean moved over to stand next to Jess and offered her his hand, she looked at him slightly confused.
"Last time you stood up, ye didn't get too far. Just hummer me" Flashing her a flirtatious smile. Jess arched a brow at Dean's gesture but took his hand all the same. Her legs felt ok, almost like they had fallen asleep, but after a minute they were fine. "Thanks Dean, I got it from here" Jess gave his hand a gently squeeze as a thank you and gingerly made her way to the bathroom.
"We'll order a pizza, should be here by the time you're done. Anything you don't like?" asked Sam "Anything you guys get would be grand thanks Sam" Jess smiled and closed the bathroom door.
"Well, she is probable the most well adjusted person going"
Sam nodded his head in agreement "Your telling me. Where do you think Cas is? He's been gone a while"
"I don't know man, but... how much longer is she's gonna keep her cool? Whoever this Charley is she's gonna go full on panic about it soon. I mean she's been fidgeting for the last hour anyway" Dean sat down on the edge of the bed and ran his hand through his hair.
Sam sat down on his bed and called a pizza place ordering two large Pizza's with all the trimmings.
Sam's mind wandered to how Dean has been acting around Jess, I think he actually blushed earlier and I know he's been steeling glances, Dean isn't usually the timid kind in front of women. He started to think about Jess then, wondering if she had finally broke down in the private little bathroom and shed a few tears. I guess we'll be able to tell when she comes out.
Jess stared at herself in the mirror, I still can't believe this is real, this has to be a dream or maybe I hit my head when I blacked out...ugh...I don't know. Jess did a quick cheek of herself in the mirror when she had shed her clothes, there were no marks on her body. She only noticed the blood now caked on her top, obviously from when her nose was bleeding and maybe her mouth cause it sure did taste like she'd bit her tongue.
Stepping into the warm spray of the shower water Jess scrubbed away the tried feeling on her body and brushed her teeth as quickly as she could. Fishing out her black fitted Led Zeppelin top and navy bottoms, she towelled her hair as dry as she could and cleaned up the bathroom.
Both brothers turned towards the sound of the bathroom door opening to see Jess stepping out looking fresh and a little more relaxed. She dropped her duffle bag next to the other one and then looked up at the two boys. Dean had to practically scrap his jaw off the floor, is that a Zeppelin top she's wearing?, he couldn't help but watch her for a moment, her flushed skin from the shower and her hair going wavy from drying. It only occurred to him now that she hasn't had any make-up on, that's kinda cool, that she likes not wearing make-up. Sam noticed Deans stare and resisted plastering the smirk on his face but he definitely planned on using this as a way to rile his brother up, ha!.
There was a knock on the motel door snapping Deans eyes away from Jess, "Ah perfect timing, we just got everything on the pizza's sorry if there's stuff you don't like"
Jess sighed, even though she was not hungry she could see that these two would be a lot happier if she did at least try to eat. There hints were not so subtle, but they had been nothing but nice to her so she'd deal. "No worries Dean, if there is something I don't like I can pick it off" Jess shrugged and smiled at the two boys.
Deans stomach did a silly little flip when she smiled at them, oh god, I'm such a girl and it's only been what five ...six hours. Setting the two large boxes on the small table Sam offered one of the two chairs to Jess and took his food to his bed using the locker to rest against.
"So, I couldn't help but notice your top, you a fan?" asked Dean, hoping to lighten the mood just a little. Jess glanced down at her top and her lips quirked into a small smile, "Ye I am, love me some Zeppelin. You a fan yourself?"
"Ha, that's an understatement" Sam retorted smartly.
"It's not my fault your taste in music sucks man" Dean teased good naturedly.
"I can admit to some of their songs being good, but listening to the same albums over and over again, dude, a little variety wouldn't kill you"
Jess genuinely smiled at their brotherly banter.
"Maybe not, but what's the point in listening to crap when you have all best bands on tape?" Dean looked to Jess for back up, getting caught again in her easy smile.
"Depends on what else you have classed as the best" Jess added catching Sam smile from the corner of her eye.
"Only the best of rock, what else would go better with Zeppelin" Dean said haughtily.
Jess thought for a moment "So that means,...Metallica, Thin Lizzy, Bon Jovi, Kansas and all that jazz ye?"
Dean face lit up like Christmas "Hell yes, she has awesome taste in music ha" turning a smug face to Sam, who looked a little bit put out, "Oh god, there's two of you". This made them laugh, "Actually me and Charley were just at a Bon Jovi concert, that's why we were in a B&B. But I do like a little variety"
"No way" Dean gasped "How come we never go to concert man, we're missing out on all the fun".
"Because Dean, you hate crowds and waiting in line for tickets, you'll never get through a concert if you don't get past them" Sam said chuckling, glancing at Dean to see he was pouting which only made Sam and Jess laugh harder.
"You're not mad on the crowd huh? Well you don't know what you're missing, I've seen Metallica live three times too and I swear never gets old. And usual you can take out your frustration on some drunk asshole smacken' into ye"
The conversation took an easy flow, the three of them just talking about music and films, it didn't go unnoticed by the two boys though that Jess was still only picking at her first slice of pizza. The conversation took a turn to the topic of cars, Dean adamant that old muscle cars were the best, obviously. And Sam arguing that Dean can't fault that a newer car would be less to maintain, to which Dean took offence. "This is obviously on old disagreement between the two of you?" Jess asked.
"You know what...Jess if you could have any car at all no strings attached what would it be?" Dean said, shooting Sam a look to keep quiet.
"Em, ok let me see, I have always really been a bike girl more than anything but...if I could have any car. It would have to be a 67 Chevy Impala, my granddad had one for years, restored and used to let me work on it with him. Since then unless a car had that purr it's just not right" Jess had been picking at her pizza when she was talking so she didn't see the beaming smile on Deans face or the gobsmacked look on Sam's.
"Ok" said Dean "You are officially the coolest chick I've meet" He hoped up out of his chair and grabbed Jess's hand, not really think that it would startle her. Sam jumped up off the bed confused to what Dean was doing until he saw him grab his car keys, he sat back down on the bed and flicked on the T.V.
"What are we doing Dean?" He just smiled shook his head and pulled Jess to the door opening it and watching the shocked and gleeful expression cross Jess's face when she spotted his baby.
"No way" she breathed "who's is that?" Dean raised his hand and shook the keys. "No" Jess exhaled "Oh yes, this is my baby". The brightest smile that Dean had seen so far stretched across Jess's face, her eyes shining and just barely there dimples showing in her flushed checks.
She jogged the short distance to the Impala in the fading light of the day and started walking around it touching it with care. Dean looked in at Sam and gave a happy smile and a thumbs up. "Dude, if there was ever a more perfect girl for you" Sam said with a cheeky smile. Deans stomach did a little flip "Shut up, bitch" he told Sam, and then walked to join Jess at the Impala listening to Sam's hearty laugh behind him."Jerk".
"Well? What'd ye think? She's a beauty right?" Dean smiled
"She's gorgeous Dean, in perfect condition. How does she drive?"
"Like a dream, but needs a bit of tuning every now and then. But nothing you wouldn't expect from a car this old"
Jess continued to walk around to the hood of the car petting at it as if she was alive. She could remember everything about her granddads one, near perfect like this except in was an emerald green. Still her favourite colour to this day. But with memories of the car came memories of her family and friend at home worrying about her, and her own worry for Charley. Dean saw the change in her posture and felt saddened by it, he noticed then that he had dragged her outside with no coat and she was shivering slightly. "Come on, we get you back inside. We'll cheek the car out later." Dean automatically placed a hand at the base of her back just barely touching her to lead her into the motel room.
Jess sat back down at the table, nipping at her bottom lip "So, do you think your friend Cas will be much longer?" Sam and Dean exchanged a look knowing Cas could disappear for days at a time, Sam answered "I'm not sure Jess, it's getting late though and you look tired. What do you say we catch a few hours rest?"
She studied the boy's expressions able to see that they were holding something from her but again reminding herself that they had been nothing but nice and let it slide for now. If there was no change by morning then she will have to do something herself, I am not sure what but I'll figure something out.
Probably since the first time that Jess had arrived Sam and Dean were only considering the sleeping situation now, neither of them had thought to book another room and the motel had no vacancies' left now. So they stuck their hands out to deal with this the old fashioned way. Jess stood from the table seeing the boys doing Rock, paper, scissors out of the corner of her eye "What are you guys doing?"
Dean looked up "Well there's only two beds and there's no way I'm sharing with sasquatch here so we'll play for it the other has to sleep on the floor or chair" Sam nodded in agreement.
Jess made a confused face "Well that makes no sense, I mean,...ye I can see why you two, don't want to pile onto one bed but one of you just share with me. Cause I'm not kicking one of you out of a bed" Jess stated firmly.
"No it's ok Jess, we're used to sleeping rough" Sam said trying to reassure her
Jess arched a brow haughtily and Sam and Dean got there first proper glimpse of Jesses take no crap attitude. "I didn't ask what you were used to, one of you aren't having a shitty night's sleep just because I got dumped on your laps. So if you're playing for anything it'll be who's bunking with me"
The guys shared an uncertain look ready to argue the point again until Jess spoke up again, "Look, it makes no sense that one of you sleep on the floor or squish yourselves into a chair. I know your 6ft something selves would probably kill each other in the same bed. I have a 5ft and a debatable 4inchs and I don't do an impression of a star fish when I sleep" Jess shrugs as if it makes perfect sense, which it kinda does.
Dean and Sam are grudgingly admiring the way Jess just voiced her opinion and basically took no crap again. So they put their fist up to decide who sharing. Sam knowing that Dean would pick rock like always hatched a little plan to ruffle his brothers feathers a little more. "Ready" Dean said, Sam nodded "1,2,3" they coursed, Sam drawing scissors while Dean drew rock as always.
"What..." Dean shot Sam a funny look
"Well looks like your sharing Dean" smirked Sam
He did that on purpose, oh you're a dead man Sammy, then, it clicked. Shit...I'm sharing a bed with a drop dead gorgeous girl who I might or might not have become smitten with over the last few hours. Dean being honest with himself, would have bee-lined for Jess if he saw her in a bar and would have done so for more than one night in a row. Not that he's gotten any action in the last while anyway. Jo flashed in his mind, but no matter what he said to himself he just didn't see her that way.
Jess steps out of the bathroom "So, you guys sort it out?"
Sam sends her a smile "Yup, your bunken with Dean" Sam was already sliding into the covers of his bed, sweat and t-shirt already on. Dean huffs under his breath, "Dead man Sammy" but takes his own sweats to the bathroom with him. Jess slides into the covers of the other bed and lies down, Sam flicks off the bed side lamp so the only light is coming from under the bathroom door.
Dean is having a small panic attack in the bathroom splashing cold water on his face and willing his body not to remember that there was a very attractive girl in his bed on the other side of the door. And suddenly he does get doused in cold water, remembering that Jess is worrying for her friend and despite her best efforts at hiding, she is away from home and scared. Dean sighs "Ah fuck" Now he feels like shit, shouldn't have been thinken like this in the first place.
Dean walks out to bed and carefully slides in next to Jess, whose breath is even but not deep, meaning she's probably still awake. Dean can't help but think of what it would feel like in her place. She lays awake restless, thoughts of what her family must be feeling or thinking because she just up and vanished, and where her friend Charley was. He feels the bed shift and cracks his eyes open a bit.
Jess is now lying on her back twirling a small piece of her hair between her slender fingers, eyes open and staring at nothing on the ceiling. Her other hand resting on her stomach, he watch's for a moment even though he feel like he's intruding on her . She doesn't cry or breakdown, she just stares. Sam is in the other bed also watching Jess, both brothers expecting her to crack now that she think she has privacy, but she doesn't.
The night wares on and slowly Jess begins to lose the battle to keep her eyes open, her body still exhausted from the experience today, once she drifts to sleep both brothers soon follow suit.
Jess slept restlessly, flashes of images coming to her in her sleep, one of a large white wolf with piercing blue eyes. Except its eyes, you could see that it wasn't just a wolf, the way it looked at her...was different. The other images were of Charley, of her laying still in the middle of a field a small bag next to her. She was soaking wet but uninjured, Jess tossed in her sleep with the pictures of Charley alone, wet and cold flashing in her dreams. She woke abruptly, eyes adjusting to the dark Jess could she Sam and Dean still asleep, her breathing was erratic and she had a horrible feeling in the pit of her stomach.
She threw her legs off the side of the bed and made her way to the bathroom as quietly as she could. Dean and Sam sat up in their beds almost at the same time both of them having woke up when they heard Jess getting up.
"You think she's ok dude?" Sam asked
"Don't know man. I know I wouldn't be if I was in her place" Both brothers shifted uncomfortably in their beds, what the hell we're they gonna do if Cas took ages to come back. They knew that Cas could take anything from a day or two too a week or two to come back to them. Sam reached over and turned on the lamp on the bedside table.
The bathroom door opened slowly the light inside already off, Jess looked up when she noticed the light in the room, catching the boys eyes on her before shifting her gaze to the floor.
"Sorry if I woke you guys up" Jess walked back and sat on the bed flicking the blanket back over her legs and leaning against the head board.
Sam being the one more comfortable with chick-flick moments spoke to Jess first "Jess, you ok?"
Taking a deep breath, Jess tried to shake off the dreams "Honestly...no" the brothers shot each other a worried look, "But there's nothing I can do about it yet, so..."Jess just shrugged.
Dean was dreading the possible mushy moment coming up but seriously man up the girl needs support. "I know things are a little...eh messed up but I mean...me and Sam, we'll do whatever we can to fix this" Sam nodded his head.
The silence in the room made it easy to hear the flutter of Cas's wing's when he appeared, although the limp form of a wet girl in his arms was a bit of a surprise. Now, Jess launching herself out of the bed was a bigger surprise "Charley!"