iris, supernatural [ 2 ]

014. werewolf sisters

The three adults are sitting in lawn chairs by the lake, each having a beer in hand. Athena is sitting on a blanket and playing with toys while eating Cheez Its.

"Hey, something I needed to ask you." Dean tells Sam.

"Shoot." Sam says.

"You've been... kicked, bit, scratched, stabbed, possessed, killed... and you sprain your fucking elbow?" Dean asks.

"Hey, hey. She talks now. No more cussing." Larissa warns.

"Sorry. You sprain your friggin' elbow?" Dean rewords.

"Dude, it was more than a sprain. All right? And it was a friggin' demon, but..." Sam says.

"What? That sling come with a slice of crybaby pie on the side?" Dean asks making Larissa laugh.

"Pie!" Athena cheers.

"Yeah. Yeah, that's right. So, tell me. Her first word was really pie?" Dean asks.

"Yes." Both parents nod.

"That's my girl." Dean holds his hand out and Athena lightly high fives him since he taught her how to.

The three sit in silence for a few moments, aside from Athena's quiet babbles to herself.

"How you doing?" Sam asks his brother.

"Golden, man." Dean says.

"Come on." Sam says.

"Seriously, I'm good. I am. You know, we got... three more cases of this stuff on ice in the trunk. Taking some "we time"... best decision we ever made."

"Hear that." Sam says, the three clinking their beer bottles together.

"See that thing in the paper this morning?" Dean asks.

"Maybe it was an animal kill." Sam says.

"It was three kills, and it was in the same town, all within the last month." Dean says.

"Yeah, you're right. We should call some guys, have 'em fix it." Sam says.

"Good. Smart." Dean nods.

"Done." Sam says.

"Or... we could be in and out. It's a milk run." Dean says.

"Right, because that happens... never." Sam counters. Dean sighs, taking his sunglasses off.

"Look, Sam, what we're doing here, it's good, okay? You guys and me hanging out. You two not at each other's throats, slowly building up back to your lovey dovey nature and shit--" Larissa slaps his arm. "And stuff. I said stuff."

"Mm-hmm." She rolls her eyes.

"But I need to work... I need this." Dean says. Sam takes his sunglasses off, looking at Dean.

"If things go sideways -- I mean, like an inch, you gotta give me the heads up." Sam says.

"Done. You got my word." Dean grabs his chair and rushes towards the Impala. Larissa rests her sunglasses on top of her head and looks at Sam who sighs, watching Dean.

"He'll be fine... ish." Larissa says.

"You and Thena can stay." Sam says.

"Nah. Who wants a lake when we can hang out in a dingy motel?" Larissa remarks making Sam slightly chuckle. "Besides, he gets too out of check, I'll just threaten to shoot him you know where. That always gets him to shut up."

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They're sitting outside of a motel in the Impala, waiting for Kate to get out of her motel. Sam and Dean managed to find her, but before they could question her too much or kill her -- if she's the one killing -- she managed to escape while the brothers were talking.