You Are A What

{6~ Unicorn Attack}

Sam's POV

      After a couple more hours of driving, with minimal stops, we made it to Bobby's around by early morning . The sun was peeking up over the mountains casting a peachy hue on the sky.

"I am not leaving my car at a salvage yard. No way in Hell," Taylor says slamming her door shut effectively waking everybody up.

"What?" Dean asks rubbing his face and hair roughly. He looked exhausted from driving most of the way. The only reason I drove this much was because the risk of him falling asleep seem all too real.

"Why are we at a salvage yard?" Arianna emerges from the passenger side stretching her limbs widely.

"Well, this is where Bobby lives," I say trying to calm her spirits.

"I don't care who lives here. This is about my car." She crosses her arms with a scowl growing with each passing moment.

"Wait a second, Bobby is the best d*m hunter we know and could build a better car than yours outta of scrap parts." Dean retorted acting as if she had insulted his hero.

"Take that back you bastard."

"I will n-"

"Shut up! Gosh, you guys are acting like children." Arianna say making me stifle my laughter. Her face was scrounge up into a frown but she looked utterly adorable. Almost as if a bunny was trying to get between two wolves.

"Sorry Aria, it's just he is an ass."

Dean starts to retort but I slap his arm.

"What was that for?"

"Anyway, we better let Bobby know we're here." I say making them nod in agreement.

"Don't take it personally if Bobby wants to make sure that you're not a shapeshifter, or demon." Dean adds once we get to the door.

"Wait a minute, what does that entail?" Arianna asks a worried look on her face.

"Just a splash with some holy water maybe a silver test." He shrugs about to knock on the door.

"Oh. Okay." I see Taylor squeeze her forearm as comfort with a small smile. They always recognized each others signals. It kinda reminds me of Dean and I.

Bobby answered the door after a couple knocks.

"Where have you idjits been?" He asks looking in between us.

"Nice to see you too Bobby," Dean says with a grin.

"Who's that?" I follow his gaze to Taylor and Arianna behind us.

"Victims of a werewolf attack. Human chew toys more like, but no bites so they're clean." I say my gaze lingering on Arianna's nervous smiles and wringing hands.

"You Winchesters do not have any manners," Taylor says squeezing between us pulling Arianna along with her. "Nice to meet you Mr.Singer. I'm Taylor and this is Arianna." She holds out her hand and Bobby shakes it with a dubious look.

"Well, come on in. Don't touch anything."

Arianna's POV

    
       The house was crowded on the inside just as much as the yard itself. Instead of cars there were books lining the walls, encapsulated in an even layer of dust. You could tell which books he had out due to the clean lines on the shelf, yet I wouldn't call it dirty or cluttered. Instead it was homey and almost eccentric vintage.

"This is a cool setup you got here," Taylor says with a grin before sitting on the couch with a sigh of contentment.

     Sam and Dean leaned up against the kitchen door frame.