Leather, Love, and Lace*EDITING*

06. Road trips

*Carson's P.O.V*
          "Dean, you've been driving for two days straight, either let me drive or pull into a motel."
"Carson, I- fine."
          We passed two exits before Dean pulled into a motel. We grabbed our duffels and headed to the front desk.
"We need a room with two queens."
Dean spoke to the guy at the front desk who continued to stare at me. Dean grabbed my hand.
"Yea, sure." He said and slid Sam the keys. "Call down if you need anything." The guy winked at me.
          As soon as we made it into the motel room I made my way to the bathroom. I came out in black cotton shorts and a grey v-neck. I immediately laid on the bed and fell asleep.
***
          I felt the bed shift and peeked through my eyes to see a freshly showered Dean crawling into bed. I rolled into his bare chest, legs intertwining.
"Go back to sleep." He whispered and kissed my forehead.
***
*Dean's P.O.V*
          I opened my eyes, I looked down to see Carson still dead asleep.
"Wake up...Carson Rae Walters gET YOUR ASS UP."
"Five more minutes."
"No," I picked up a pillow and began to hit her with it.
"Dean whAT THE FUCK." Carson sprung of the bed and tackled me to the ground before hitting me repeatedly with the pillow. When I finally got her into the ground, arms pinned to the floor, I leaned down and kissed her.
"Good morning, get dressed were going to get food."
         Carson came out ten minutes later in ripped blue jeans a black shirt, her leather jacket over a blue and red flannel, and the leather bracelet she wore everyday. I watched it move on her wrist as she moved, all the thin strips of leather, some with metal studs. I bought it for her fifteenth birthday-and she never took it off. I smiled at the thought as she sat down to lace up her (black) combat boots. Her brown hair was in waves and fell over her face. She looked beautiful.
"Okay let's go." I wrapped my arm around her waist and whispered
"Your beautiful." In her ear, she flashed her pearly whites, something us as hunters don't do or see very often.
***
*Carson's P.O.V*
I sat in the diner eating a breakfast sandwich.
"This could be a case, people are disappearing, hikers."
"Could be a wendigo."
"Let's go check it out." Sam tacked on.
*3 goddamned hours later*
We were finally able to get out of the impala, I left my scarf and jacket on the front seat as I put on my thigh strap, and my knife on my belt. I pulled back on my jacket and but the lighter in my pocket. Dean follows my suit with his gun, and Sam carried the back pack with a flame thrower and some  cans.
"Let's go." I started out leading the group but Sam quickly fell ahead, damn his long legs.
We came out into a clearing, there was a tent. The tent was ripped and had some blood on it. There was a trail, where the body had been drug, it went on for about ten feet then just disappeared.
"Carson come look at this." I made my way over to Dean who was holding a phone. There was videos periodically on it, documentations. I pulled up the last one and watched as the thing pulled him from the tent, it was to quick to be a bear.
"Definitely a wendigo."
"Well, let's go find its cave, best while its asleep."
We wandered a little further when we encountered some people.
"Who are you guys and why are you out here."
"FBI officers, investigating a disappearance o this man, do you know him?" I cued up his first video and the woman started to cry.
"That's, my. My baby boy, Trevor." Well, now that's awkward.
"Mam, we will let you know if we find anything, but for now I suggest you go home." She looked me up and down, wiped her tears and spat,
"No we're going with you, I want to be there when you find him."
I pulled of my jacket and tossed it to Sam with a sigh.
"Miss, I don't think you want to-"
"We're coming."
"Fine". I wasn't going to be the shoulder to cry on when they found their dead son.
          We hiked when we began to hear a noise, and big gusts of wind. A screech erupted from the air.
"Dean."
"I know, I know."
Sam threw me the flame thrower.
"You guys aren't FBI are you."
"Not necessarily." I heard Dean and Sam laugh as I responded with a shrug of my shoulders. The wendigo ran by again and the woman, who seemed to be named Penny pushed me in an attempt to run, pushed me, right into the wendigo.
"Mother fuck, I looked at my arm, the flannel was ripped and I was bleeding pretty heavily."
I grabbed Penny and her husband by their collars and pulled them close to my face.
"Okay you are going to stay silent, and out of the way if you don't one of two things are going to happen. 1. This thing kills you. 2. I kill you. Get it? Got it? Good." I pushed them back and followed the last known direction of the wendigo, Sam and Dean matching my pace.  We came to another opening that was more of a fork in the trail.
"Carson, Dean." We followed the sound of Sammy's voice, he had found the wendigo's cave.
"You all stay out here." Dean warned before we headed in, flame thrower ready in my hand, flares and a lighter in Dean's. Dean's hand found its way to my shoulder, squeezing before falling back to his side. We were going to be all right.
*Dean's P.O.V*
           I side stepped in front of Carson, putting my arm out in front of her, she being Carson Rae Walters stepped in front of it and walked next to me. We finally hit the back and found the bodies, there was one alive, it happened to be Trevor.
"Sammy, take him up to them so they can leave." It was Carson, she wanted Sam up there and safe as much as me. *Carson's P.O.V*
           Sam cut the ropes he was tied with and took him out, I grabbed the lighter fluid from the back pack which now resided on my back. I doused almost everything with it, the wendigo's red eyes appeared in the dark.
"Light it up!" Dean lit the flares and I
Used the flame thrower to send the place up in flames. Everything seemed to go in slow motion as Dean and I sprinted out of the cave, we had about 30 seconds before the air condensed and the place blew. As soon as I felt the pine needles under my boots I collapsed and threw my hands over my head. I felt Dean land on top of me, being Dean Samuel Winchester and making him self vulnerable to protect me. I rolled my eyes as I felt the heat from the blast. I pushed Dean of me and rolled on top of him. I looked him up and down.
"Are-you-okay?!" It all came out as one word.
"I'm fine." Dean laughed, I punched his arm.
"It's not funny." I was still sitting with my head in my knees when Dean pulled me up. He wrapped his arm around me and whispered.
"Are you all good Carson."
"I'm fine Dean."
"Good."
***
         I sat at the bar, drinking a beer and eating a burger. Dean was playing pool with Sam, not even hustling anyone just-bro time.
"Hey there pretty lady."
"No, you can't buy me a drink I have one in my hand, and no you can't keep me company."
"Come on Baby I-" I grabbed a hold of his lips.
"Stop means stop, no means no."
He began to talk again but Dean came over.
"Dude she said no." Dean practically growled. He placed his hands on both sides of my fave and pulled me into a kiss, I could taste the beer on our breath. I laced my fingers in his hair. He broke the kiss and planted one on my head.
"Come on, let's go." I pulled Dean out of the bar."
When we got back to the motel I began to realize Dean was drunk.
"Come on Dean let's go to bed."
"I'm not tired." Clearly Dean was getting mad.
"Why are you getting mad at me?" I held Dean's hand,"Dean you can't keep this all inside, just tell me what the hells wrong." Dean cracked a smile.
"Please don't leave me." He looked at me, with broken eyes.
"Dean Samuel Winchester, I would never."
We sat there, on the edge of the bed, Dean's head leaning on my chest. I ran my hands in his hair. I pulled us under the blankets, you never knew what you were going to get with drunk Dean, but I planned to be there for all of them.
*Sam's P.O.V*
We checked out early that morning, we all got into the front seat, Carson's head soon fell on Dean's and her legs across my lap. She must've not slept much because she was out like a light. I looked at her, my big sister, she was extremely pretty-even now with dark circles and no makeup on her face.
It kind of bummed me out that I had to go back to school and leave them. But I needed to have a somewhat normal life.
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