Note: Sooo, here is chapter 3, I hope you like it, so please vote and comment please, especially if you read it all :) Gracias. Anyways, so I have actually changed my mind. I've decided that the whole of this book will be uploaded on here because I prefer Wattpad to fanfiction.net I don't know why, I just spend more time on here plus I can interact with my lovely readers here. But what I've decided is that, if I do decided to write the other seasons, which I do want to but it depends how long it takes me to finish writing season 1 (since I'm about to start writing episode/chapter 9 now) since I am doing a levels next year so I will have to try and focus on those to do well... my point is that those other seasons will be uploaded on fanfiction.net if I get to write them, but I have uploaded I think up to chapter 5 on there if you like it enough to want to carry on reading.
But please let me know what you think :D
Okay sooo, cookies and rainbows!! :) Hope you enjoy my lovelies... and if there are any weird spacing errors then I apologise but I'm too lazy to sort them out, but I'm lazy in general, so I just scanned the chapter, if there are any mistakes then I'm sorry, but I'll go back to them when I don't have such a terrible headache.
--Laura
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Chapter 3- Dead In The Water
I sighed and continued looking through the obituaries on the newspaper that I was reading to see if there were any unusual deaths that may be something we would look in to. So far I was having no luck.
We had been driving since early this morning and had found this place called The Lynwood Inn where Dean and I had decided to go and get food since we were starving, Sam was seemingly okay with the idea. Dean and I had ordered large fried breakfasts and I had finished eating mine about ten minutes ago, while there were still bits and pieces left on Dean’s plate while he read through obituaries on another newspaper, while Sam was using the men’s room. I sighed and shook my head before shoving my newspaper away as Dean circled something on his.
“Can I get you anything else?” a female voice asked and we both looked up to see the blonde, female waitress leaning over the counter talking to Dean, who grinned, with the pen lid still in his mouth since he’d had a habit of chewing it this morning. I lifted my eyebrows at the waitress, who was leaning over so that Dean could see down her cleavage, the pervert, while she was obviously looking for a quickie in the toilets! Ugh it wasn’t a secret that Dean liked his women, but it still gave me the creeps to think about my brother doing shit like that.
“Just the check please” Sam stated, taking a seat on the stool on Dean’s left where he had been sitting previously.
“Okay” the waitress- whose name I saw was Wendy- nodded and walked away, Dean checking out her ass as she swung her hips, walking behind the counter to where I’m assuming the kitchen was. I snorted and rolled my eyes, before turning to Dean and Sam and guessing that Dean had an annoyed look on his face, not that I could see because he had his back to me.
“You know Sam we are allowed to fun once in a while” Dean stated, before pointing at Wendy, giving her a quick glance before looking back at his brother.
“That’s fun” he stated as if it was the most obvious thing in the world. Which to Dean, it was since when it came to women- except myself- he didn’t think with his brain. Sam just looked at him and I sighed, before rolling my eyes and hitting Dean over the head. He wasn’t exactly sensitive to what Sam was still going through. He’d just lost his girlfriend who he had probably known for the past... four years he was at college, if not then the nearly two years that I think they had been together. Dean groaned and turned to glare at me, but I shot him a pissed off look of my own and he nodded, backing down before handing the newspaper that he was looking at over to Sam.
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