Chapter 4: Feel So Close

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Location: Desert Sun Inn in Arizona.

"Who gets the beds tonight," I asked as soon as we walked into our motel room.

"I think you and Dean get them," Sam replied.

"I get the couch," Cas called raising his hand.  

"Cas, you don't even need sleep," Sam said, annoyed.

"I still want a comfortable place to sit all night."

"I guess that means I get the floor," Sam sighed.

"That's too bad," I said jokingly, kicking off my black heels and peeling my jacket off. I grabbed my big t-shirt from my bag and went into the bathroom to change. I took off my skinny jeans and black lace tank top. I slipped on the large blue t-shirt and pulled my hair out of the ponytail it was in. My curly light brown hair spilled onto my shoulders. I walked out of the bathroom to find Sam, Dean, and Cas wrestling on the floor.

"Umm.. What are you guys doing?"

"Sam and Dean were fighting over you and I tried to break them up." I raised an eyebrow at them.

"Well good luck with that. Who knows how many times I've had to break them apart." I continued walking to my bed and I placed my clothes in my bag. I moved my bag to the floor and sat on my bed.

"Are you going to be fighting all night or can I actually get some sleep?" They immediately broke apart and got ready to go to sleep, except for Dean, who wanted to go out.

"C'mon we finally got that bitch out of our hair. Why can't we go celebrate?"

"Because some of us like sleep," I retorted.

"Fine. Stay here. I'll go celebrate on my own." He took the keys and walked out.

"I should go with him, shouldn't I," I asked, sighing.

"That's probably a good idea," Sam answered. I walked to the door and yelled out to Dean that I was going with him. He cheered and said he would wait in the car for me. I went back in the room and grabbed a black pencil skirt, a white blouse and my heels.

"Cover your eyes," I told Sam and Cas before pulling off my t-shirt and changing into the outfit I picked out. Once fully clothed, I walked towards the door, grabbed my cell phone, and told Sam I would call him if we needed someone to drive us home.

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