Heroes (We Could Be)

26) Immigrant Song!

The Impala parked in front of the hotel at an angle.

As another clap of thunder rolled overhead Beck squeaked and ducked her head into Sam's chest.

"Hey Becks, it's okay." Sam soothed.

"What's up?" asked Dean turning his head in concern.

"Dude, do you remember how we met?" Sam countered, inclining his head to Beck.

"I've been afraid of storms like this since I was three." Beck stated into Sam's chest.

"C'mon, let's go see if we can get a room for the night." Dean proposed.

Beck sat up and looked out the windshield. It was pouring. They were going to be drenched the moment they got out of the Impala. Beck sighed, leaned over the front seat to the back, and grabbed their bags. Beck handed Sam his, plopped Dean's on his lap, and put her own on her shoulder. The Winchesters opened their respective doors, and Beck chose to get out with Sam.

"Ack! I'm melting!" yelled Beck and ran for the hotel entrance.

"You? I'm going to look like a giant drowned rat!" Sam cried racing after her.

"Hey wait up you two." called Dean running to catch up with his brother and girlfriend.

Beck stopped at the door and read the name of the hotel "The Elysian Fields Hotel."

Uh-oh. This "vacation" was probably not going to be as relaxing as Dean had planned.

Beck pushed open the door with Sam and Dean right behind her.

Beck quickly turned around, once they all were properly inside. And accidentally whipped Dean in the face with her soaking wet hair.

"Heh heh, oops, sorry Dean." Beck giggled.

Dean took both his hands and wiped his face from the inside out. He gave Becky a playful glare and then looked around at their surroundings.

"Whew. Nice digs, for once." Dean said looking around.

Beck smirked and walked up to the front desk.

The desk clerk whose name tag read "Chad." smiled at her.

"How many miss?" Chad asked her.

"One room two queens please." Beck replied holding out her bank card.

"Certainly." Chad said taking her card and typing in her information.

"Busy night." Dean said conversationally.

"Any port in a storm, I guess. Sir, I think... Shaving nick there." Chad replied handing Dean a tissue.

"Sign this please." Chad instructed Beck.

"Okay." Beck replied.

"Your key and your bank card." Chad said with a smile.

"Thank you." Beck said politely.

"Hey, you wouldn't happen to have a coffee shop, would you?" Dean asked.

"Buffet. All you can eat. Best pie in the tri-state area." Chad informed him.

"You don't say?" Dean grinned.

"So, pie?" Beck asked rhetorically.

Beck and Dean went to the buffet. Dean, obviously, got pie. Beck got a cup of coffee. They sat down at the table with Sam.

"Sam, unpucker man. Eat something." Dean told his brother.

"I think we should leave." Sam stated.

"In this storm? I-it's..." Dean protested.