Bait

3

A few days had passed and the boys were still at Bobby's. They were getting some much needed rest and neither of them was in a hurry to get back on the road. While Sam spent his days looking through the books Bobby had, Dean would be outside fixing the Impala and catching up with Sophia.

-''God you're a sight for sore eyes. Last time we saw each other you were about to go to college. And now look at you, all grown up. You know Bobby's really proud of you, right?'' – Dean told her with a smile.

-''I know, he tells me that every time we talk.'' – she smiled. – ''You look the same, that's why it was so easy for me to recognize you that day in the yard. A bit taller, but the same.''

-''So do you. Hey, remember when we played hide and seek with Sammy in the yard? Damn, that boy knew how to hide.'' – he said with a chuckle.

-''Oh my God, yes. Remember the time he fell asleep and it took us all night to find him. We already were thinking something had taken him.''

-''He got an ass whooping for that one, how can I forget?''

They would spend their days like this, either reminiscing on their joint past while Dean fixed the Impala or while taking walks around the yard. Things were easy between them, no muss no fuss. They would talk for hours without ever running out of things to talk.

Dean started to feel like he didn't want to leave. He felt like he wanted to be there in that moment forever. ''What the hell is wrong with you?'', he thought. ''That's Bobby's daughter, man. You have to stop right now before you do something you might regret.'' Dean knew he could never tell her how he felt. If he did, he could possible lose not only her but the man who had been like a father to him and Sammy. And he couldn't let that happen.

As they walked through the yard, Sophia kept her body in check. For some reason all her body wanted to do was hold onto Dean, his hand, his back, his neck. It didn't matter, she knew better than that. If she were to let her body (and mind) do what it wanted, she could lose him, not to mention her dad would be pretty pissed if he found out. No, she couldn't let him know how she felt. Besides, he probably only sees her as his ''little sister''. Why mess that up?

They reached the house and entered through the back door only to find Sammy cooking dinner and Bobby sitting at the table talking to him. As they sat to eat, they all looked around and all had the same thought, it was just like old times. The four of them, sitting at the kitchen table, preparing to eat dinner and it felt like family. A second thought then formed in the minds of both Dean and Sophia, there was no way they would ruin that. They ate, talked and laughed just like old times. ''I'm home'', Sophia thought with a smile.