Three short raps on my car window break me from my trance and I look up to see Dean standing there leaning over my car. I smile at him and he smiles back and tries pulling on the door handle but it must have locked after I got in.
I unlock the door and open it stepping out. I shut the door with a soft bang and turn to face Dean.
"Sam got his own room so you can choose where you want to sleep." Dean tells me and I look back at my car. As tempting as it was to sleep with Dean again, I should just sleep in the car.
"Don't look at your car like that. I'm not that bad to sleep with!" Dean pouts and I roll my eyes. Sam walks out of our motel room and walks over to us.
"I'll sleep with the short one and save the brothers from being the gay couple tonight." I pat Dean on the chest as I walk around him to the passenger door of my car. I open the door and grab my bag.
"No one would think we were a gay couple." Dean defends and I look up at the two of them with a raised eyebrow. Sam just smiles and pats Dean on the back before walking over to me as I shut the car door.
"Can I talk to you for a second?" He asks and I nod and look at Dean. He gets the hint and heads inside.
"What's up?" I ask throwing my duffle bag of my shoulder and pulling my hair out from underneath the strap.
"How are you?" He asks and I scrunch my eyebrows in confusion and tilt my head a little.
"Um, good?" I say as more of a question.
"With the whole Hunter adjustment." He runs a hand through his hair, almost as if it was a nervous habit.
"Oh! Actually, pretty good. It's weird definitely but if it was meant to be, it was meant to be." I say with a small shrug.
"It's a big sacrifice." He says and I gulp.
"I know." I say looking at the ground.
"I know" I repeat looking back up towards Sam. Having to practically crane my neck all the way up to look him in the face.
"And I know this might sound weird, but I think... This is crazy, but I think this is like my destiny or something." I tell him and then can't keep looking him in the eyes so I stare at the black ground. It almost seemed like the pavement was a endless oblivion since the moon was shaded by the clouds and no light was escaping to cover the small parking lot that ran outside of the motel.
"Yeah, I heard you were a descendent of the great Samuel Colt. Dean also told me that you did some serious damage in action." Sam informs me. I look down at my phone clock and see they had talked for over a hour.
"Oh he said that?" I ask, hoping it's too dark for Sam to see my red face. For some reason Dean talking about me made me blush so bad I thought I was going to die.
"Yeah, he sure likes you. Which I was not expecting considering his first opinion on you." Sam says and that catches my attention.
"What was his first opinion of me?" I ask a little skeptical. Maybe I did not want to know the answer.
"I think his first words about you were and I quote, 'odd girl with her blue hair, total psycho running into the road, tight ass' but I think he understand the road part now." Sam laughs. I laugh nervously. What if he still thinks I'm psycho?
"How are you emotionally? With leaving your family and friends?" Sam changes the subject.
"Good I think. It's hard to tell. I'll never be able to see them again will I?" I ask. Surprisingly not as sad at the fact than I thought.
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A Dance With The Devil (Spn fanfic)
Fanfiction(SUPERNATURAL FANFIC) I never thought that I would spend my life after high school in the studio I had dreaded going to every week. And I was right. Matter of fact a pair of brothers saved me from it. The Winchesters.
