TORN [A Dean Winchester Fanfiction]

Bobby Singer

Scarlett had stopped at some point in time and so Sam and Dean were in front of her when they pulled into Bobby's dirt car lot. They all got out and headed inside, Bobby looks up from his desk as he hangs up one of his many phones.
"Scarlett!" He's pleasantly surprised, "how long has it been darlin'?"
"Too long," she hugs him tightly around his neck.
"What are you doin' with these idgits?" Bobby asks her, giving each of the boys a brief squeeze.
She chuckles, "ran into them on a hunt. I was finished by the time they got there of course but I agreed to come visit with you." She explains to him, chuckling softly.
"Well it was bound to happen one day," Bobby smiles.
"Oh! How's sheriff!?" She asks, swaying into the kitchen and grabbing some beers, offering them to each of the boys. They all take one from her as Bobby answers her questions.
They all stay up pretty late, Sammy and Bobby turning in eventually. Scarlett and Dean are outside, the night is pretty chilly but neither of them wanted to wake the others.
There is a brief pause in the conversation, Scarlett glances behind Dean. She smirks a little and walks over to a stack of cars, skillfully climbing. To the top and sitting down, "come on up here, the view is fantastic!"
"I'm good," Dean says coolly.
"Come on, don't be a bitch." Scarlett smirks down at him, tapping the empty space next to her. A small smirk plays at the corner of Dean's lips, reluctantly, he starts climbing up a with a little more effort than she had needed. He takes the spot she had patted and looks out at the rising sun.
"Wow," she smiles at his expression. They sit and watch as the sun slowly rises, Scarlett yawns widely. Her eyes barely staying open, her head lulls onto his shoulder gently. Dean smiles down at her as her breathing evens out. He smiles, carefully cradling her and even more carefully sliding off of the cars. He is a little impressed that he not only landed safely without hurting himself but that he didn't hurt her or wake her. He takes her inside and lays her in the bed he usually sleeps in, yawning and letting himself fall back next to her; and before he knew it he was out cold.