Heaven's Child ≫ SPN

17.1

The faint smell of cigarette, mint, and cheap cologne filled my nose when I took a deep breath. The tv was buzzing in the distance along with Dean mumbling something about how annoying commercials these days were.

When I tried to free my arms, they wouldn't budge. I was tightly wrapped in a blanket, and from what I could tell, I was still in Sam's enormous jacket. I pulled the covers off me and walked over to the other side of the divider where Sam and Dean were lounging on the couch, watching tv and eating burgers.

"Hey," I greeted shyly, taking a seat on the chair next to the couch.

"Super Woman," Dean greeted, "how do you feel?"

"Extra fantastic," I gave him a small smile. "How long have I been out?"

"Couple hours," he replied. "We were going to wait until sundown to hit the road."

"Sounds good," I nodded.

"We made you sleep here just in case you started throwing up again."

I smiled uncomfortably, playing with the hems of Sam's jacket. It was at my knees. "Thanks."

"We didn't check you out of your room, though. Just in case you needed to hit the head or something," Sam added, looking at me earnestly. I felt my cheeks get warm and the awkward atmosphere was suddenly really present.

"Th-thank you. Both of you. I mean, for everything. For today, and for you know, the water bottle and the jacket. Thank you, really." I was looking anywhere but at them.

"Sam and I made a deal that we're not allowed to discuss what we said under the truth spell. You in?"

I sighed with relief. "Yes thank you, oh my god. Thank god."

"Good," Dean said. "That's over. I bought you a burger, but Sam doesn't want you to eat."

I looked up at Sam with a smile. "No need to get touchy, I was going to give you your jacket back after I made sure there was no blood stains on it."

He shook his head and rolled his eyes. "That's not it," he said, making his way to the mini fridge.

He reached in and took out a paper bag before laying it out in front of me. In it was a bottle of organic milk, a bag of nuts, a bundle of bananas, an apple, and a salad with grilled chicken chops. He crushed the paper bag in his hands and threw it in the trash before taking his seat again.

I raised my eyebrows. "Thanks, but I think I'll go with the burger." I reached over the grocery store he bought me to grab the wrapped goodness, but Sam snatched it away.

"Hey!"

"You have to eat your nutrients first. You lost way too much blood. I was even debating on taking you to the hospital."

"There's like, negative twelve calories in this! This isn't food!" I protested hotly. I really, really wanted that burger.

Dean waved his drink at me. "That's what I said, she gets it. Sam, just let her eat." He reached for the burger and handed it to me.

"No! She has to eat the vegetables. You could have your burger later, just drink the milk and eat the fruit first." I start unwrapping the burger. "I'm going call Cas," he threatened.

"Snitch," Dean muttered.

I sighed and unhappily started peeling a banana. I gave Sam a sarcastic smile. He fell back into the couch with a smug smile.

"You should call Cas. Tell him what happened," Dean pitched distractedly.

"You call Cas and tell him what happened," I mumbled, angrily trying to get my hand free from those string things in the banana peel.