Saving Myself #1 ✔️

Chapter 51

Evelyn
So we're all in the impala headed to Massachusetts to investigate a murder. This one was going to be fun. Pretty sure, according to Sam the murderer was involved with witchcraft. We were heading to the crime scene to see if we could figure it out.

We pulled in front of the house where the murder took place and we walked inside.

"Hey guys I found some hex bags over here."

Sam takes them from me and he puts them in a bag to look at later. We head back to the motel and get to work on researching. After hours of research we had gotten farther then when we started.

"I think we should head to a bar", said Dean.

"Alright".

We headed to a bar once we finished looking over the house. I sat in the back and looked out the window.

We made it to one of the bars here and I got out. Dean went in and got three beers and a whole tray of shots. I sat next to Dean and Sam sat across from us and I felt Dean's hand on my leg. I pushed his hand off and he looked sad. I put his hand back and he smiled. I took a sip of my beer.

A bit later Dean was drunk as hell and he was being all cuddly with me and Sam didn't even seem to notice. I really was the only one sober enough to drive. I decided to just drink back at the motel. Lord knows we had enough. I just hope that Dean would be sober enough so we could stay up a bit. Sam looked like he was ready to pass out but he kept drinking. I took Dean's remaining shots and shoved them in Sam's direction. Dean pouted.

"Dean. Let Sam drink as much as he wants that way we can stay up a bit", I whispered in his ear. Dean smirked and put his hand on my thigh and moved it closer upwards. "Not here Dean. I need to at least Sam back to the motel and get him to bed".

So we all got up I had to get some help to get Sam into the passenger seat at the disappointment of Dean. I ignored it and made sure both Winchesters were in and buckled up before I left the bar and headed towards the motel. I almost had to pull over a few times because of Sam about to throw up but we made it. Dean had sobered up a lot actually and we both helped Sam into the motel and helped him into bed not even worrying about his clothes. We left him a trash bin in case he needed to throw up. I made sure Sam was okay and then I felt Dean gently pull my hand and I pulled out in search of a park or an empty place.