DREAMS || DEAN WINCHESTER

Part Twenty Eight

Abby drove the Impala to the store without the boys. She picked up a few groceries, and beer for Dean. More Than a Feeling by Boston was playing on the radio in the car. She was tapping her fingers on the wheel to the beat as she sang the words. She felt free when Dean and Sam weren't in the car.

She sang with the windows down, she felt alive, she never felt more alive than she did in all her life. She drank her water that she brought, taking breaks from singing, but she was one heck of a singer. People always told her that, but she didn't believe them.

She parked and stopped the car, then grabbed all of the groceries, and beer, and walked in the room while singing the song quietly. She set the stuff on the was she drank her water. Dean heard her and walked out of the bathroom with a towel wrapped around his waist, "Where were you hun?" He asked "Oh, thought that we were running a bit low on food, and beer, so I grabbed us some!" She said walking up to him. They both kissed each other, they saw the
opportunity and took it.

Sam walked out of his room and saw them kissing "C'mon guys get a room" he said walking to the table, making them laugh as they separated "Trust me Sammy, one day when you find love, you'll be like this towards them" Abby said. Dean gave her a kiss on her forehead as he walked to their bedroom. Dean shut the door so he could get dressed. As the door shut, Abby sat next to Sam.

"Nice voice" Sam said "Pardon?" "I said nice voice, I heard you singing when you walked in" "Oh shut it, you're just being nice" "I'm being serious, if Dean heard you, he'd fall in love with you more" "Yeah, sure he would" she said sarcastically "Have you always sang?" "Yeah, used to be in choir, went to a catholic school, so my mom practically made me" "Well, I guess that's cool, at least you actually know how to sing, Dean's ex couldn't sing for shit!" Sam said making Abby laugh a bit.

Dean walked out of the room all dressed and gave Abby another kiss on her head. He looked in the bag and got sad "Where's the pie?" He asked Abby with puppy eyes "Oh, I didn't know that you wanted any! I'll go to the store" she said getting up "Thank you babe" he said "Yeah, no problem!" She said walking out of the room.

She came back with a pie in her hand, singing the same song, it's stuck in her head. She didn't even notice Dean was looking at her, in love again. She set the pie in front of him then walked to the fridge and grabbed some coke. She walked over and sat on Dean's lap, "Could we just stay here today?" Dean asked "Why?" "So I can hear you sing" "Shut up" she said laughing, making him smile.

Abby drank her coke then set the van on the table, "What do you want to do today, if we're staying here?" She asked "I don't know, sex?" "That was last night, still a bit tired" "Yeah same, movie night? We could go to Blockbuster's and rent a movie" "A scary one!" "No, Abby, I can't deal with scary movies" "Isn't that your life's story" "Shit dude, she got you!" Sam said in the distance "Ugh, fine, we'll watch a scary movie, but not too scary" "I'm actually surprised that you don't watch scary movies, but that's your job to actually kill scary monsters."

It was night time, Abby rented Scream since Dean was being a pussy about the other movies. Dean was hurled up in the blanket, practically hiding behind Abby. Abby and Sam were okay, they didn't even flinch, not once. Ghost face jump scared the lady he was chasing, that made Dean scream "Babe! It's not that bad!" Abby said laughing at him "Well, it was really scary!" He said as his defence. Abby rolled her eyes and continued to watch the movie. She moved Dean closer to her and cuddled him, and she noticed that he was shaking.

She gave him a kiss on the cheek, causing him to calm down. After the movie ended, Dean was sleeping. His head was resting on Abby's shoulder. Abby shifted her shoulders a bit and he woke up, "Is the movie finally over?" He said with a bit of a raspy voice "Yes honey it's over" Abby said "Sick, I'm gonna go to bed" he said walking to the bedroom.