It's Done
Carlos's POV
I woke up with an ice pack on my forehead, I groan and someone jump. I didn't have time to guess who it was this wasn't Doctor Who. I looked around and saw that we were in a room. I looked around the room and stop at a close that was showing two AM. What?
"It's two in the morning." I said and Mike grumble something under his breathe. "Babe," I said and Mike grab my face and turned it toward his and kiss me right on the lips.
"Yes, I bath you, change you now sleep please we have a big day tomorrow."
"Today,"
"Whatever today, how you're feeling?" He asked.
I sigh and move my head at his chest. "Don't know how to answer that. Once I have my brother in my arms I'm going to look at you in the eyes and answer that question, my love. For now I'm starving."
"Same here, but we could wait until later on today" said a voice from down below. I looked over the bed and notice that Dean was on the floor with one arm over her eyes. I drifted off to sleep until someone woke me up. I open my eyes and looked at Dean who was shaking me to wake up.
"You know it's so rude staying asleep at someone else's house pass nine." Dean said still shaking me. "Get up, Carlos." Dean whisper at me. I move away from him and turned around. "I'm calling Mike," he said.
"Fine," I said and push away the cover Dean didn't even flinch as he saw that I was naked. So sue me I sleep naked there's no crime committed. Dean didn't even looked at me just shook his head.
"Put some clothes on, we're going to look for Sam," He said. He sounded like a dead body walking around with no life what so ever. This was hitting him hard, I wonder what's he thinking? I looked at me and he shiver a little sensing that I was on to something but before I could say something about his wierdness he turned and left the room.
I got up, dressed and went downstairs to where the food was calling me. I walked in the dinning room which was seperated from the kitchen and everyone was looking at me. Mike shook his head but didn't said nothing as he moved the chair by him so I could sit. "Sorry," I said and sat.
"It's ok," Blake said. "It's hard on you it's understandable." Blake stated as he grab the pancake plate and gave it to me. That's when the smell of food really hit me. There was pancakes, susages, toasted bread and three diferent juices.
"We haven't had a visitor in a very long time. It's just-," Blake stop half way.
"It's ok, we understand." Dean said.
There was a knock on the door and Blake got up to answer it. In came the cops that where here the other day. All gear up for a fight, guns in the hostle.
Mike, Dean and I got up from the chair and now the least intresting thing is the food at the table and the people who own this house. "Dean, Mike and Carlos come with me." the officer said and walked back outside.
Mike and Dean was saying there goodbyes and I couldn't even open my dry mouth to even utter a word to Blake and his family who was so kind to let us stay here for the night.
I feel like I'm going to faint again so I hold on to Mike like it was life and I was depending on his to save me right now.
Mike's POV.
Carlos haven't said a word since we got in the S.W.A.T. truck about an hour and a half ago. I was trying to make conversation with him but he kept on ignoring me. I think he was nervous, hell I was nervous that's why I was trying to talk to him. Dean was having a full blown conversation with some of the S.W.A.T. team but I knew that he was nervous to.
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