Super Freaks

High School Reunion

  

     "What the hell was that?" Dean asked, breathing ruggidly from Sam's almost run into with Death, the..... I can't even count on one hand how many times he ran into death since I've been with them. I give up. He was shaking from all the endorphins and to be honest I was jittery and shaking badly from all the adrenaline. Sam was panting heavily, laying down in his back which I found strangely.... Strange and not in a discouraged way which was bad. The buzz was jittery. It wasn't the happiest high I'll admit that.

"I have a few ideas," I breathed. My chest rose and fell deeply and heavily, my hands had been shaking so bad I  had dropped the lighter and it clacked against the lenolium loudly. I wanted to fall on my knees, my body was betraying me.

"Dean," Sam moaned from inside the tub, his hands clenching Dean's arm. Dean looked at him worriedly.

"Yeah, Sammy?" Dean asked, looking down at him.

"Can I have a towel? Abby's still here and I don't think she'll be leaving anytime soon," Sam chocked then coughed up a wad of flem mixed with more murky water. After effects of hex bags. This witch needed to get ganked.

"Sure, sure," Dean said and reached above him for a fluffy white towel and covered Sam's naughty bits. I blushed deeply and felt the heat wash over me instantly, prickiling along my legs and stomach and arms.

"Uh so we all good?" I asked as I shifted nervously back and forth on my feet. My feet hurt and probably had blisters on them too.

"Yeah," Sam Said as he pulled himself up by Dean's arm, and sat in the tub, his legs splayed and the towel draped over them, and I was self conious of how good his legs looked plus other things I don't really want to talk about.

His hard and beautifully tan abdomen muscles were tightly contracted that the skin was pulled tightly over them, his pectorals hard and his nipples tiny little mountains on smooth beig desert, and his arms hard with solid muscle, and his forearms littered with bulging veins.

I shifted uncomfortably again. That vampire erotica DEFINITELY got to me. D-d-definitely. D-definitely. I do not... No... Just no just leeeh.

I smiled a tight lipped smile then walked out of the bathroom. As I walked I was VERY aware of Sam's eyes on my backside. I quickly skittered away into the kitchen. Coincidence. Totally a coincidence.

I went to the cupboard and took out a glass, and filled it with water from the tap. I was shaking, my hand twitching and I was bright red. I laughed and leaned against the counter, kicking off my shoes as I downed the glass. I set it down on the sink ledge just as Dean came out. I unbuttoned the top two buttons of my shirt when Sam came out wearing just his towel wrapped around his waist.

I was startled and I turned and my elbow hit the glass, pushing it into the sink when Dean caught it and held my shoulder.

"Abby, what's wrong? Are you okay?" Dean asked as he looked at the glass. I looked at my feet and nodded silently, pressing my lips together as I was aware of Sam changing out of the corner of my eye. I tucked a loose strand of hair behind my ear and laughed nervously.

"I'm just shaken. I guess I'm still not used to your lives being in danger constantly," I said with a smile. The real truth was I was extremely distracted by Sam. No! Stop! He's your brother! I threw all of this sudden bullshit to the back of my mind. Hunting. Hunting a witch.

"Yeah well welcome to Winchester hunting 102," Dean said sarcastically and patted my shoulder. I smiled a pathetic smile. I love my brothers, but sometimes I really wonder why I even BOTHERED looking for them.

"So, witch got a one up on us with a hex bag. Any clue where to start to track her down?" Sam said, fully dressed, but water drops still glistening on his face, sitting down at the table. His cheeks were flecked with the water droplets that reflected the hotel lights and seemed to make Sam shimmer.