Supernatural || reader x Dean x Sam

Weekend at Bobbys

We had gotten burgers on the way here, much to Sam's protest. Right now things seemed normal considering the tension I felt with Dean when I first got in the car. Maybe it was because I really didn't want to leave, or even think about him moving on. So for now I'd stay as long as they needed me after all I owed them that much. "Hey (f/n), you with us?" I nodded swallowing my burger. "Yeah what's up?" He handed me a map "if you'd rather sleep in a bed instead of a mattress with me and Sam you can look for a hotel, we'll pay."

"Oh no no that's fine, I don't mind I can sleep-wait are we going to Sioux Falls?" My heart had drastically accelerated on just the words leaving my mouth. "Pretty close to it, why? Some psycho ex we should be warned about?" Shut up and pretend everything's fine, just go along with the joke. "Haha, I wish. They always seem to run away from me."

Neither him or Sam asked me about it, which was good but part of me wanted to tell them. Just tell them the truth so we could turn around and not go near South Dakota. Then again they'd probably hate me for even mentioning the first piece of the fucked up puzzle. "Hey can you help me with the stuff in the back?" "Yeah hold on i'll let Bobby know we're here." I hadn't really thought how close we could've been, until I saw the car scrapyard and the big gloomy house in the distance. "Come on, let's get going."

It was also afternoon and getting darker and darker by the minute. I followed Sam inside just as a man with a bushy beard and a hat came outside with Dean. I knew exactly how I felt at the moment I saw Bobby Singer. Fear regret and completely fucked if he mentioned he knew me. Fortunately I wasn't going to give him long enough to find out. So I turned around muttering something about forgetting my bag in the car.

I ran towards the impala and hid within the metal doors hopping no one followed me. I sat in the drivers seat as I saw a box of beers on the seat next to mine. I don't drink I don't really like the idea of it but that never meant I didn't know what it tasted like. So I found a coin and popped open every bottle until not a drop remained in each out of the twelve bottles. Then I found a flask of whiskey and turned on the radio as I drowned my horrible singing with a mix of slurred sounds.

I heard the door to the passenger seat unlock and by God did I hope it was Bobby instead of Dean. "What the hell are you doing?" "Drinking." He looked utterly annoyed as he sat down and closed the door locking it. "I mean in here, you've been gone for the past hour I thought you stole my car." "I shuld'ave." he took the flask away from me and turned the radio down. "You've been acting weird since we talked about coming here. One minute you where ready to go then you come with us onl-" "why woundt I'ave?"

"Because you said it your self you wanted to be on your own." "Maybe I'nt." He looked really confused either that or my vision was distorted. "Then why'd you come, you clearly don't look like you like Bobby." "Cours I ont like obby... He reminds me I killed incent person...ssss." I guess I might as well tell him I mean I've lied enough at least he deserves to know how much of a horrible person I am. "You killed people? Who?"

"My parnts they dint really desertve it tho." He looked mortally horrified but at the same time he didn't run out of me. "Really thir like ma fostar parnts. My reel ones ar'live. That's wy I ran away, but my foster parnts where hunters so they made a deal with the dmon tryn ta kill me. So I livd for ten mor yers in exchang for thir livs. Until recently wen I cheeted death."

"That doesn't mean you killed them." "BUT'OBBY KNEW EM! And TheY Were FrIeNdS. IM Te REaSon Their DeaD." He stayed quiet leaving me yell random things "AND YOU! IM RemeNberin You! I AINt LeaviNG Your ASS Beacuse I LiKe YoUR RounD ASs!" He was very quiet at this too such is unusual for Dean. "HELl I LiKe EVERyThing bOuT You, BecaUSe I StIl Lik-LOvE You."

"Why'd you think I wanted you to come." I stared at him for the longest time and suddenly the alcohol burned out of my skin, Into heat and passion. "Sam's always right after all." I leaned in almost touching him but never really doing so without his permission . "I didn't know you liked to be ordered around." I shoved him back on the seat crawling over to straddle his lap. "You shut up, alcohol has a strong effect on me but it wears out quickly."

"You better hope Sam has that ugly scarf Jess got him, because your going to need to cover some things tomorrow."