Eternally Yours: Supernatural

Chapter Seven: The Return

After saying goodbye to Jody and Alex, the boys took their long drive home back to Kansas. They drove in silence most of the way and only stopped for gas and bathroom breaks until they made it home by nightfall. As they pulled into the bunker garage, they got out of the car and pulled their bags out of the backseat and headed inside.

"Home sweet bunker." Dean said as he walked down the hallway of the bunker. The bunker had a grand opening that was lined with black steel beams and was tiled from ceiling to floor. Inside the attached room, there were large wooden tables surrounded by bookshelves full of books and filing cabinets full of spells. The kitchen was off of a long hallway that connected all rooms in the bunker and it had doors on every wall, some of which were Sam and Dean's rooms.

Sam and Dean went to their rooms and dropped their bags, and after the long day of driving, Sam went to unpack his bag and settle in for the night. Dean, however, came down the hall and stood in Sam's doorway.

"Uh, I'm going to head out for a bit. I need to stretch my legs." Dean told Sam as he stood anxiously in the doorway. "I'm going to head into town. Did you need anything?"

"No. I think I'm good." Sam replied, knowing exactly where Dean was headed. Dean hasn't been the same since Bobby's death and Sam knew he needed space. "Have fun and be careful."

"Thanks." Dean said as he walked away from Sam's room and out the bunker's door.

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Dean made his way to his favourite spot in town and sat down in a booth at the back of the dark bar. He ordered his usual beer and shots and sat drinking while he thought of the only other person that seemed to really get him, wishing she was there with him to help get over the loss of Bobby. But that wasn't going to happen because she left their lives as quickly as she entered them and she probably would never return.

Dean drank more and more as the night went on. He sang karaoke, shared drinks with some new friends and did more shots while horny women surrounded him hoping to take him home. He drank to the point where he was hallucinating and them everything eventually went black.

The next morning Dean awoke, not in his bed, but in the bed of a motel room. Shocked he jumped out if bed and realized he was naked. He heard the bathroom door open and he covered himself as out walked a familiar face. Stevie.

"H..hi." Dean mumbled, trying to fully understand what had happened last night.

"Hi stranger." Stevie said as she grabbed some lotion from the counter outside of the washroom. She walked her way to the desk chair that sat across from the queen sized bed that Dean was standing beside while he covered his junk. Stevie sat down and pumped the lotion into her hands. "How are you doing? And no need to cover yourself, I've already seen it."

Dean quickly sat as he smiled nervously, "I have a head ache, and a blank memory of last night. From the looks of it, I had a damn good time?" Dean said as he questioned Stevie with a look.

"Don't worry big boy, nothing happened." Stevie said as she grabbed Dean's clothes from the top of the desk and threw it to him. "I came to town hoping to see you. Both of you."

"That's awesome, but if nothing happened, why am I naked?" Dean asked as he peeked at his package under the covers then stood and started to put on his clothes. Stevie let out a "Mmm" as Dean stood, exposing his naked, muscular body to Stevie. Dean gave her a look and she smiled, turning to look at the desk as she finished lotioning her arms.

"Well, as I remember it, I came in to the most obvious place I thought you would be." Stevie explained as she took a peek into the mirror that hung above the desk. "Not to my surprise, there you were in all of your karaoke singing glory, covered by slews of girls. I have to say though, it was an interesting rendition of 'Eye of the Tiger'."

Dean smiled and noticed Stevie looking at him in the mirror. He liked that she was still interested in him, and he was very happy she had returned to him. "Not my best moment." Dean said laughing. "How'd you get me away from the girls?"

"Well, you saw me, stumbled your way over and asked me to take you home." Stevie added, turning around to face Dean. "So I did. We got a cab and I took you back here where you tried to seduce me. Hence why, your clothes were off. It was very tempting but, I didn't want us to go back to the same problem we had before and your strip tease was not very graceful."

"Right! Sorry." Dean apologized, feeling slightly embarrassed by his actions the night before. Not knowing what to say, Dean stood by the bed nervously whistling.

"Haha, Dean don't feel so embarrassed!" Stevie said as she stood and walked her way closer to Dean. As Dean looked down at the petite Stevie, her red hair tied up in a messy bun, strands of loose curls framed her beautiful face. The sexual tension between them was undeniable and it was hard for Dean to keep control.

Dean cleared his throat, "Well, I guess we should head to the bunker." Dean spouted off to get his mind off of the most obvious feeling in the room.

"The bunker?" Stevie asked, confused. "You mean your ramblings last night were actually real?" Stevie laughed, which made Dean giggle along with her.

"Yeah, sorry. Sometimes I just don't know how to stop." Dean looked away from Stevie as she smiled. Her smile was infectious and he couldn't help but smile back. Dean's phone started ringing and it brought Dean back from his moment of peace with Stevie.