It's The Great Pumpkin, Sam Winchester
"I think Jax is hot. The whole motorcycle club thing is super sexy." Millie stated as Dean parked the car outside of the motel.
"I think he kind of needs a haircut." I replied. "I mean, I see your point, but I'm sure there's a barber shop somewhere."
"What are you guys talking about?" Dean asked.
"New show we're watching." Millie answered. "Sons of Anarchy or something. It's the first season, brand new show."
"I know why Millie thinks this dude is hot and you disagree." Dean told me as we got out of the car.
"You do?" Millie asked.
Dean lifted Evie into his arms. "Yeah, I do. It's because you have horrible taste and are also attracted to my brother. Common denominator there. They both need a haircut. That's what gave you away."
"That's the dumbest thing I've heard."
"It makes sense. Didn't I say your last boyfriend needed a haircut. You have a type." I added.
"You're both idiots." Millie said.
"So?" Dean asked as Sam walked across the parking lot towards us.
"Tracy was nowhere I could find." Sam stated. "Any luck with her friends?"
"No, luck is not our style. Friends don't know where she is." Dean stated. "It's like the bitch hopped a broomstick."
"We agreed not to say that anymore." I informed him.
"No, you said 'we shouldn't say that anymore. Evie's gonna pick up bad habits.' I replied with 'that's crazy.'" Dean quipped.
"Bitch." Evie giggled.
"She could be making the third sacrifice anytime." Sam pointed out.
"Yes, thank you, Sam." Dean replied sarcastically.
A boy who was probably nine or ten and dressed as a astronaut walked up to us then. "Trick or Treat."
"This is a motel." Dean pointed out.
"So?"
"So we don't have any candy."
"No, we have a ton in the--" Sam began, pointing to the car.
"We did, but it's gone." Dean cut him off.
"Because he wants to die of heart failure." I sighed.
"Sorry, kid, we can't help you." Dean told the boy.
"I want candy." The boy insisted.
"I think you've had enough." Dean replied.
"Dean Winchester." I hissed as Millie walked off and Sam followed.
The boy narrowed his eyes and glared at Dean, who was taken aback. The boy walked off then, hitting Dean's arm purposefully.
"I can't take you anywhere." I muttered.
"Who are you?" I heard Sam yell.
I walked in the motel room to find Sam pointing a gun at Cass and another dark-skinned man who stood by the window.
"Sam, Sam. Wait." Dean grabbed his brothers arm. "That's Castiel. The angel. Him, I don't know. Si, you got more angel buddies up your sleeve?"
"No, I don't." I answered.
Cass turned to face us, stepping forward. "Hello, Sam. How are you feeling, Saige?"
"Fine. You know, as fine as a woman getting ready to give birth can be." I shrugged.
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Guided {Dean Winchester 4}
Fanfiction"You came back." I whispered, gripping him tight. "You're here." "I'm here." He whispered back, lips brushing my shoulders as his arms wound around me. "I'm here. I'll never leave you again." I was so happy I wanted to cry. I wanted to hold him here...
