Stronger Than Ever Δ SPN [3]

023. MAYBE HE'S NOT EVIL

The group of six walk through the motel hall, having gotten two rooms since they don't have queen beds.

"This is a bad idea. We should've just kept driving." Dean says.

"Dude." Sam scoffs. "You were hallucinating sheep on the road. We need a few hours."

The three teenagers walk into one room, the brothers opening a door next to them. Jack stands confused, not sure who to follow. Sam motions for him to follow the brothers so he does.

After the teens put their stuff in their room, they go to the brothers' room.

"This is nice." Jack comments.

"Let's ward the rooms, get a bite, get a few hours of sleep, hit the road first thing." Sam says. He turns the TV on, an episode of Scooby-Doo playing, and Jack sits on the bed, watching it.

"It's... wonderful." Jack says. "Is this a movie?" He asks Libby as she sits next to him.

"Nope. TV show. Totally different thing." Libby says. She goes to explain the difference, but is cut off by Nathan.

"How we doing?" Nathan asks, squeezing himself between the two, wrapping his arm around Libby's shoulders, a pleasant smile on his face.

Libby gives him a confused look before rolling her eyes.

"I'm explaining what a TV show is." Libby says.

"Explain it to me." Nathan says.

"You know what it is." Libby says.

"I could always use a refresher." Nathan smiles.

"Nathan." Ophelia barks. He looks over at his girlfriend, the blonde raising her eyebrow, giving him a look. Nathan pouts, standing up, and walking to his girlfriend like a dejected puppy.

"Would you not turn into a warden?" Ophelia whispers. "It's harmless. Relax."

"But what if he tries something?" Nathan whispers.

"He doesn't know what a TV show is. I highly doubt he knows how to hit on a girl." Ophelia says. "Leave them alone."

"Fine." Nathan sighs. Ophelia kisses his cheek.

"Hey. No." Dean tells the two on the bed, grabbing the remote. He watches the show for a few moments, chuckling. "No." He turns the TV off. "And you're on the couch, sport, all right. So why don't you go over there? Sit down and... here."

Dean tosses Jack a Bible as he sits on the couch.

"Read a book. We're out of here in a few hours." Dean says.

"Jack, hey, I can take the couch." Sam offers.

"He can sleep in my bed." Libby says.

"No!" Dean, Sam, and Nathan immediately decline. Ophelia snorts.

"Jeez." Libby mumbles, rolling her eyes.

"It's fine." Jack assures them.

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Sam warded the teens' room before warding his and Dean's. The others are gathered around the table, eating. Jack is practically inhaling the burger.

"You can slow down, you know. That stuff's not gonna disappear." Dean tells Jack as Sam sits down.

"Ever seen you eat, Dean?" Sam asks making Ophelia laugh.

Dean grabs a beer, Jack also going to grab one.

"Wait, wait, wait, wait. How old do you think you are?" Dean asks.

"3 days, 17 hours, and 42 minutes." Jack states.