It's My Life// Dean Winchester

Wendigo, part 1

"Sam," I said.

"Are we almost there?" I added.

We were heading to Blackwater Ridge after hearing about some dude getting attacked by a bear. Personally, I tihnk it was stupid, and was agreeing with Sam, we should just go find dad.

"Almost," He said.

I groaned, and leaned my head on the door, popping a donut in my mouth. I took a long drink of my water, and set the bottle back on the floor, realizing I had to pee.

"Hey Sammy, I gotta pee," I said.

"That's great," He said.

"I know. Know can you like, go stop at a gas station before I pee in Dean's car," I said, smirking at the look on Deans face.

"You heard her. Go to the little store there, before she pisses in my car," Dean said.

I laughed at his frantic actions. Sam pulled the car over and stoped at the store, we all got out and Sam started pumping gas into the Impala while Dean and I went inside. I headed for the bathroom, while Dean went to buy me more donuts and hot chocolate.

Finishing up going to the bathroom, I left the smelly area, and went back outside to the car where they were waiting for me. Dean tossed me my donuts, and handed me my hot chocolate. I took a sip of the drink, burning my tongue and throat.

"Hot!" I yelled, causing Dean to laugh at me.

"Well it is 'Hot' chocolate," Dean said, smirking.

"Oh, shut up," I said, cramming a donut in his mouth.

I laughed as the white donut powder dribbled from his chin. "Alright, quit flirting you two," Sam said, which caused me to blush.

"We're not flirting!" I protested, as he started the car, and we began driving again. "Sure you aren't," Sam said sarcastically. I smacked the back of his head. 

"What was that for?" He asked, rubbing his head and looking at me.

"For being an ass, pay attention to the road!" I said, and Dean chuckled at my skepticalism.

I glared at him. "Put on some music," I said, and Dean popped in one of his old tapes. Highway to Hell by AC/DC came on. I grinned, mouth full of donut.

"Man this is my song!" I blurted, donut crumbs tumbling out of my mouth.

I chewed and swallowed, gaining an odd look from Dean as he looked at the powder all over the floorboard. "Oops, sorry," I said, shrugging, and began dancing and singing to the song. Dean chuckled at my sudden happiness.

"You look like a dying pig when you dance," He said to me. "You look like a dying pig anyway," I retorted. He pretended to be hurt. "That hit hard to home," He said, causing me to giggle.

"Shut up," I said punching him in the shoulder.

"We're here," Sam said out of now where.

"Finally," I said, getting out of the cramped car and walking into the ranger cabin.

"This bears the size of my great grandpa!" I said, staring at the photo of the giant grizzly.

Dean raised his brow. "My grandpa was very tall," I said, nodding, and continued looking around.

"What are you kids doing here," Someone said, and I turned around, facing what must be the park ranger.

"Uhm.. We're here to get the recyling," Dean said, such an obvious lie.

"Bull," The ranger said, "You're with that Hayley girl," He told us. "Yeah. You got us," Dean said.

"Yeah, well, tell that girl to quit worrying bout her brother. He's probably off having some fun," The ranger said, a surprised look came on Deans face.