Pint Size ➳ Supernatural

Chapter 3: Damsel In Distress

Warnings: Bullying.

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When they pulled into small town El Reno, the first thing Dean and Sam noticed was that it was cold. Of course, it was towards the end of February-so why wouldn't it be? Sam could feel himself start to freeze as he rolled down the sleeves on his flannel, while Dean remained motionless at the wheel. Sam watched as his brother pulled into the second nearest motel-which had been close to the exit they turned off to enter the town. The first one they saw looked a little expensive, and this was the second one they saw. It was a single story, white motel, with the large sign reading 'MOTEL' in giant, chipping red letters. The place looked old, nevertheless, but it looked cheap.

Dean quietly parked the car and turned the engine off, glancing at Sam and then opening his door to go to the office and get them a room. Sam sighed as the office door chimed when Dean walked inside. Sam stepped out of the Impala as well, closing the door behind him and going to the trunk and popping it open to grab their bags. Sam slung his backpack over one shoulder and carried Dean's duffel bag with his free hand, then grabbed their weapon and ammo bag with the other hand. He was shutting the trunk when Dean came back out, looking at his brother as Dean jingled a bronze colored key by holding its ring.

"Room twenty three." Dean said, taking his duffel bag from Sam. They both looked around the parking lot for a minute, scanning the doors for their room number. Sam spotted it just a few doors down from where the car had been parked. The two walked toward it, Dean sticking the key in the lock and turning it to let them inside. Dean opened the door and let himself in as Sam pulled the key from the lock, rolling his eyes as he shut the door behind him. His eyes scanned the room for a moment, seeing it was a light blue and white color scheme, and that there were two, queen-sized beds with white comforters and pillows. There was a sink, counter, and small fridge to the left of the door, and to the right was a bathroom. A small T.V. was in front of the two beds, and a window was opposite the door with a closet adjacent to it.

"So, what do you want to hit up first?" Sam asked, throwing his bag on the bed closest to the door. Dean was sprawled out across the other bed, eyes closed, his bag laying by the nightstand in between the two beds. "We could go the museum and check out the scene, or we could go question the parents-"

"Sammy." Dean interrupted, holding up his hand but keeping his position. "I think we should eat."

"Dean," Sam groaned, walking over to his backpack and rummaging through it, "we ate not even two hours ago."

"So?" Dean asked, sitting up and watching as Sam pulled out his FBI suit and went to hang it up in the closet.

"Why are you so mad?" Sam asked, hanging up his suit on the rack and turning to look at his brother. Dean sat up and looked at Sam, cocking an eyebrow.

"I'm not mad." Dean said, shrugging.

"Yeah, you are, Dean." Sam said sharply. "You seem like you don't wanna be here. I get that you would rather be beating Amara but this is another thing we can do and-"

"Sammy." Dean said, simply. "I am not mad. I am simply reminiscing of my memories with our dear old pop." Dean said the last part sarcastically, and Sam cocked an eyebrow.

"Did you just say the word 'reminiscing'?" Sam inquired. Dean looked at his brother with a smug smile on his face.

"That I did, Sammy. That I did."

"You know, if something is bothering you, you can tell me." Sam stated, sitting down on his bed.

"Nothing is bothering me, Sam." Dean said, resting his elbows on his knees. "But, I really do think we should eat. I heard this place was famous for fried onion burgers and I'm just about dying to get one." Sam chuckled as Dean stood up and walked back over to the door, grabbing the Impala keys and walking out the door. Sam stood and grabbed the room keys and followed, keeping his mouth shut and deciding not to pester his brother anymore. Sam shut the door behind him, locking the door as Dean took a seat in the Impala and started it. Sam then walked to the Impala, opening the passenger door and taking a seat next to Dean.