Sam, Dean, and I were sitting at a table. Dean and I were downing shots.
"It just doesn't make any sense, Dean. I mean, why would Uriel tell me you remembered Hell if you didn't?" Sam said.
"Maybe because he's a dick. Might have something to do with it." Dean said.
"Maybe, but he's still an angel." Sam said.
"Angels are annoying and cryptic." I said. Sam and Dean looked at me as I just stared around the room. I was very drunk at this point.
"Yeah, an angel who was ready to level an entire town. Look, I don't know what –" Dean started but the overly cheerful waiter came over.
"Radical. What else can I get you guys?" he asked.
"Uh, I think we're good." Sam said.
"More shots!" I said as I held up the last one I had and downed it.
"No, she is cut off." Dean said.
"No I am not. I am an adult, I do what I want." I said glaring at Dean.
"How about some water?" he asked.
"No water, shots." I said. He smiled and looked at Sam.
"How about water in shot glasses." he asked him at a volume I couldn't hear.
"Yes please." Sam said.
"Anything for you two?" he asked the boys.
"Nope, we are good." Sam said.
"Yeah?" he asked.
"Yeah." Sam said.
"You want to try a couple of fryer bomb? Or a chipotle chili changa?" he insisted.
"No, no, we're -- we're still good." Dean said.
"Okay, awesome." he said. He walked away.
"Sam, honestly, I have no idea why Uriel told you what he did, okay?" Dean said.
"Right." Sam said.
"What?" Dean said.
"Okay. Fine. Then look me in the eye and tell me you don't remember a thing from your time down under." Sam said.
"I don't remember a thing from my time down under. I don't remember, Sam!" Dean said.
"No need to get mad Deanny poo." I said. He gave me a disgusted look.
"Look, Dean, I just want to help." Sam said as he tried to ignore me.
"You know everything I do. Okay? That's all there is." Dean said.
"Outstanding. Dessert time? Huh? Am I right?" the waiter asked as he put eight shots of water in front of me. I smiled as I started downing them.
"Dude." Dean said.
"Listen, bros. You have got to try our ice cream extreme. It's extreme." he said.
"Uh, no extremities, please. Just the –" Sam said.
"Check? All right, awesome." he said
"Thanks." Sam said.
"All right, so, where do we go from here?" Dean asked.
"I'm not sure. Uh, looks like it's been pretty quiet lately. No signs of demon activity, no omens or portents I can see." Sam said.
"That's good news for once." Dean said.
"Yeah, just the typical smattering of crank UFO sightings and one possible vengeful spirit. Here, check this out. Uh... Up in Concrete, Washington, eyewitness reports of a ghost that's been haunting the showers of a women's health facility." Sam said and Dean choked on his drink. "The victim claims that the ghost threw her down a flight of stairs. I can see you're very interested."
YOU ARE READING
Broken Promises - SPN 4
FanfictionAli had to adjust to life without Dean. She began hunting on her own. Four Months pass. She walks into Bobby's house to Dean. Little did she know, this was a step towards everything they knew changing. ...
