Boy in the impala.

Chapter 6

Maisey

"Dean?" I mumble, standing in the doorway of the kitchen. He turns around, smiling and hugging me.

"Hey, babygirl. Whatcha need?" He asks.

"You." I say, breathing in his addictive scent. He holds me close, kissing my head.

"Are you hungry?" He mumbles. I nod, sitting at the table. I haven't talked to Sammy yet, I really wanna see him. He's been at a friend's house for the weekend...

"When's Sammy gonna get home?" I ask.

"Soon, babygirl." He tells me. I smile softly and hum a song I heard on the radio softly. The door opens and in walks a tired Sammy.

"Hey, Sammy." I smile. He runs over and hugs me tight, burying his face in my neck.

"Maisey I missed you so much!" He cries. I tear up and rub his back.

"I missed you too, Sammy. You've gotten extremely tall, you moose." I say with a light laugh, wiping tears from his eyes.

"I'm taller than Dean." He giggles.

"Sammy shut up." Dean groans. God, I missed these two.

"Ladies, ladies. Calm down." I giggle. Dean hugs me from behind as Sammy runs up to his room.

"I love you, princess." He whispers.

"Want me to make you guys my pancakes for dinner?" I ask.

"Hell yeah!" Dean says with excitement. I smile and kiss him, wrapping my arms around his neck. We make out for a while until my older brother walks in.

"My virgin eyes!" He yells. I blush but Dean doesn't break the kiss. Blake walks to his room, leaving us alone. I gasp as Dean smacks my ass, gripping it. I run my fingers through his hair, earning a low groan. I pull back, lightly panting.

"I love you, babe." Dean whispers, holding me close.

"I love you more." I smile softly. He kisses my cheek and smiles.

"I'm so happy to have you back." He mumbles.

"I'm happy to be back." I tell him.

"Let's go cuddle." He smiles. I nod, following him upstairs and into his room.

"Can we please watch Mean Girls?" I beg.

"Baby, really? I hate chick flicks." He groans.

"But Dean..." I beg, giving him the puppy eyes and a pout. He sighs and puts it on.

"Fine. You're the only one I'd watch a chick flick for, because I love you." He groans. I smile wide and sit in his lap, cuddling up to him and kissing his jaw. He rubs my belly, his head on my shoulder. I play with his hands and focus on the movie, giggling every now and then. Even Dean laughs a couple times.

"If you're from Africa, then why are white? Oh my god Karen you can't just ask people why they're white!" I say as Gretchen and Karen do.

"Babe, you're such a dork." He mumbles, kissing me.

"I'm you're dork." I giggle back. He shakes head and we continue to watch.

"4 for you Glen Coco, you go Glen Coco!" Dean recites. I stare at him in awe.

"Since when did you know lines from this?" I ask.

"It's your favorite movie so I watched it a couple times while you were gone..." He blushes. I tear up and hug him.

"I love you so much, babe." I whisper. He holds me tight, kissing my shoulder.

"You'll never know how much I love you, there's no way for me to show it." He mumbles. I look up at him, his thumb running across my bottom lip. I blush, him smirking before gently biting it. I moan softly, his hands taking mine.

"I missed your teases." I mumble.

"I missed teasing my girl." He smirks. I kiss his jaw, running my hands through his hair.

"Dean?" I ask softly.

"Hmm?"

"Were... were you with any other girls while I was gone?" I ask him nervously, thinking about the pictures Castiel show me. They were of Dean and some other girls kissing...

"Maisey, baby, I-I couldn't even get out of bed most days, never mind be with another girl. I love you so much, I couldn't be with somebody else. Where are you getting this?" He  says sadly.

"Castiel showed me pictures of you and other girls kissing... one had black hair, another was a redhead." I sniffle.

"Baby girl, I don't know what he showed you but it's all fake. Ask Sammy, go through my phone and laptop, anything to make you believe me." He cries. I hug him tight, snuggling into his lap.

Dean

Ugh! Why is Castiel doing this?!

"I have to use the bathroom." She groans. I nod and let her go, Cas appearing as the door shuts.

"Dean." He growls.

"What the fuck is your problem? Why are you trying to break us up?!" I yell.

"Dean you're not right for her!" He yells back.

"How would you know?" I snarl.

"Because I love you!" He screams, pushing me against the wall and kissing me just as Maisey walks in.

"No..." She says and runs out. I shove Castiel off and run after her. I grab her arm and pull her back just before a car goes by, almost killing her.

"Maisey-"

"Let me go! You lied!" She screams.

"Maisey I didn't! He literally just kissed me, I'm not gay or bi! I wouldn't even look at somebody who's hurt you!" I tell her. She pounds on my chest, screaming and hitting and punching me as I walk her to the bunker. She breaks down as I shut the door, crying into my chest. I just hold her, rocking her and singing our song.

"This is not what it is only baby scars..." I sing softly. She just cries, so I carry her to my room where I find Castiel undressing.

"Cas... how could you..." She sobs.

"Get the fuck out. Get the fuck out of my house now! You're a horrible person and all you do is cause your own sister pain! Fuck yo, asshole!" I scream. He leaves and I sit on the bed, wiping Maisey's tears away.

"D-dean, promise me you didn't kiss him? Please?" She begs, tears rapidly falling.

"My lips have only been on yours baby girl. I don't even look at other girls, and Castiel isn't even a girl. I'm not into that, I'm into you though." I whisper, kissing her lips. She kisses back slightly, sniffling.

"Why does he do this?" She cries.

"He's got a thing for me I guess... but I only want you." I whisper. She buries her face in my chest, crying.

"I'm gonna go see Sammy..." She sniffles, getting up. I pull her back for a kiss, holding her cheek.

"I love you, okay?" I tell her.

"I know, and I love you too." She mumbles.

Maisey

"I'm never ever gonna leave, okay?" He whispers.

"Okay, me either..." I whisper, tracing shapes on his chest. I get up, grabbing a different and bigger hoodie. I slide my pants off, laying back down in his arms. He grabs a fluffy blanket and pulls it over us.

"Go to sleep, baby girl.: he tells me