Growing Up With Hunters (A Supernatural Fanfiction)

Violet, I love you.

enjoy.

Violet's POV:

So last night was. interesting. 

No, that's not the word i'm looking for- amazing, phenomenal, I don't even know anymore.

I love Sam, trust me I do, but Dean- he's been with me for like ever, and I think I love him. 

God, I really wish I had someone to tell about these things. I sure as hell wasn't going to tell Sam or Dean about what I think about them. That wouldn't end well. Sam would be heart broken, he doesn't need anymore of that. I mean after Jessica and the fire. 

Who knew what he would do?

"Vi?" My thoughts were interrupted by Sam looking at me straight in the eyes, he had opened the car door when I was day dreaming. "Babe, are you okay?" He said grabbing me bridal style, and setting me on the motel bed. 

Sam sat down right next to me with one arm around my waist holding me up. "Vi, you've been different lately, what's going on? You're always happy, and arguing with the two of us."

How do you answer a question like that? Oh hey Sam, I slept with your brother and my heart wants to pick him over you so bad. 

Nope.

Think of a lie.

"Yeah, um. I guess i'm just kind of tired of moving around."

"What?" He laughed. "Violet since when do you want to settle down?" Even Dean was giving me a weird look from my answer. Of course he would know it was bullshit. 

You know, there are so many days when I wish that I just worked on my own.

"I love you Violet, just remember that." Sam said slowly pushing me back to lay back and go to sleep with him. I could tell Dean was tensing as he said it.

"I love you too." I practically whispered it so that Dean wouldn't hear it, and become the over sensitive and over-protective prick that he could be. 

He once beat a guy 1/2 to death for looking at me like he would take advantage of me. 

Thank God that he didn't hear it; that wouldn't have ended well, he can be a little too overprotective.

Sam fell asleep within a few minutes, he was completely knocked out. 

I pushed him a few times and he didn't move once. Dean started to get up off the bed and look over to us, he clenched his jaw and I could feel his ice cold stare at me. I had my eyes closed, I planned on following him to make sure he wasn't doing anything he shouldn't be. 

I know i'm 'stalking' him in a way, but I don't want him getting drunk and having another 'one night stand' with some random girl.

The door shut and my eyes fluttered open. I quickly slipped on my shoes and grabbed my jacket. I took one small look at Sam, he seemed so peaceful. 

What was I going to do about him?

I got out of the door, and saw Dean walking down the street to a bar that we had found. 

I slowly walked towards him and the bar. He turned and looked around before stepping into the brick building and walking straight up to the counter, you could see him from the small windows across the street. It was almost a 10 minute walk from the motel if you were taking the small steps that I was taking.

"Damn it Dean." I mumbled to myself. 

I stepped into the bar and automatically saw Dean talking to a blonde waitress. He was flirting and staring at her boobs.