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Demons on planes...
chapter four

It was late when Dean parked in the motel's parking lot

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It was late when Dean parked in the motel's parking lot. They had been on the road since Wisconsin looking for a new case to check out. Nova had fallen asleep in the back a couple of hours ago after journaling and drawing in her books. Sam had been on his laptop searching for anything unusual that the trio could check out while Dean focused on the road.

Dean paused the Metallica cassette before turning the engine off and getting out of the car. He was careful with all his movements, making sure he didn't make any unnecessary noises that might wake the redhead up.

With the car door closed he made his way over to Sam while opening his wallet and pulling out a certain card.

"Go get us a room." He requested passing the card over to Sam who nodded and left to enter the old building.

As Sam was buying a room for the three, Dean walked over to the back door and gently opened it. Inside, Nova slept across the backseat on her side, with her hands under her head and her legs slightly bent.

Dean admired the view for a few seconds before slowly pulling the girl closer to him so he could carry her bridal style once again. With her peacefully in his arms, he closed the door with his foot behind him then locked it as he began walking to the front door.

From this close, Dean could smell the cheap vanilla-scented spray and body lotion the girl used on a regular basis as well as feeling her soft hair that was spread across his hand. He noticed how her cheeks had a light blush on them and how her nails were painted in a deep red.

He walked up the stairs and down the path towards the room he watched his brother enter a few minutes prior and knocked on the wooden door with his foot. Sam soon opened the door and moved out of the way allowing Dean to enter.

It was a standard-looking motel room with two beds, a TV, a couple of chairs, and a bathroom. Dean walked around the glass barrier to one of the double beds before delicately placing Nova on top of it. He walked over to the end of the bed and quietly took her boots off, dropping them on the floor.

From the chair across the room, Sam watched the scene with knitted eyebrows. To him, it looked like the pair were a couple and seeing his brother care for a girl this much was very unnatural, more unnatural than what they hunt.   

When Dean had taken off the redhead's cardigan and gotten her under the covers leaving her in her white dress, he began taking off his jacket and boots, changing into old, grey sweatpants and getting into the bed with Nova.

"Woah, hey hey. What are you doing?" Sam's voice caused Dean to stop in his tracks, he glanced up to see his brother glaring at him.

"Getting into bed." He responded, squinting his face at his brother.
 
"You are not sharing a bed with Nova."

"What. Why? What do you think I'm gonna do to her? Kill her?" He spoke in an assaulted tone, dropping the duvet back onto the bed.

"No, I just don't want you in the same bed with her." Sam shrugged his shoulder moving to be closer to Dean.

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