The Young and the Ruthless

CHAPTER 3 The girl

Sam's P.O.V.

I woke up, Alex was still asleep, and we were still close. I had my arms wrapped around her torso, my chin was resting on her head. She is so small compared to me, I could probably wrap one arm all the way around her waist. But she had killer arms. I just lied there watching her, she is so adorable when she sleeps. Then her eyes fluttered open,they are even greener up close. She raised her head to look at me ,she never moved her hand from my chest, she smiled at me and said, "Good Morning Sammy"

"Morning", I grinned.

Then she put her head back on my chest.

Alex P.O.V

I slowly opened my eyes hoping Sam was still next to me. This plan needs to work. I could hear him breathing, my ear was pressed against his chest. I gently lifted my head from his chest, he was smiling at me and I told him good morning. He did the same. I lied my head back on his chest and I traced his name on his chest by his neck, I felt him shiver under my touch. Just then the door bursts open. I roll out of bed, grabbing my gun from under my pillow ,and pointing it at Dean!

He is carrying bags of fast food, he sees me and drops the bags.

"It's just me ", he says with his hands up.

"Then who is that" ,shrugging my gun to the strange man in the trench coat.

"That's Castiel or Cas. And besides that won't do much good...he's an angel after all..."

"Well ya but I have one of these", waving the angel blade from under Dean's bed.

Sam put his pants on, then he and I stood next to one another in front of the bed we slept on.

"There is no need to kill me I am here to help.", he says. He's gotta go.

"Well now since we are done with awkward introductions let's eat! What happened with you guys last night!?!"

Dean raises his eye brows and points to me and Sam ,while stuffing his face with a breakfast burrito.

"Nothing!", says Sam defensively.

"Eh nothing, sleeping and you snoring the usual", I smirk.

"Sorry" He was talking with his mouth full.

"Ugh that's disgusting ...... let me have some" I smile grabbing a burrito and taking a huge bite. I sigh in pure bliss.

Meanwhile Dean is telling Castiel about what happened with that girl last night. Just give it up already. Castiel didn't look to amused. I feel that Dean and Castiel have some kind of a bro-mance going on. I keep eating watching how Dean and Cas interact together. Analyzing there every movement storing it in the back of my mind remembering it for later. I have gotten better at blending in over the years. Just by watching how others interact helps alot.

I notice out of the corner of my eye that Sam gives me a few glances. It's working. I silently scold the voice. Stop! I think back. Why does this happen to me?

"I'm gunna go and get some coffee", I say still chewing, getting up from my seat, "anybody want any?".

"Yes, no frew frew stuff.....straight black", says Dean.

"Sam?"

"Uhmm How 'bout I go with?", he says getting up.

"Sure"

I grab my bag and rummage through it looking for my black jeans and a dark red top. I grab them and go to change in the bathroom. I come back out and put my boots on. Sam gets up and does the same but comes out in just another pair of jeans and a grey t-shirt. We grab our jackets and head out.

We hop into my car and drive into town for coffee. We arrive just before everyone is trying to get their morning caffeine fix. We get out and walk up to the window. I ask for a double shot mocha latte extra foam, a black coffee, and Sam orders a caramel mocha latte, two pumps, no foam and I quote 'the little leafy design' on top. The barista and I both stared at Sam wide eyed and curious. She goes to fill our orders.

"Wow, Nice coffee Samantha...", I tease.

"Oh shut up! ", says Sam nudging my shoulder with his.

The barista comes back with our coffees. We head back. On the way back I ask Sam about his family.

"Dean is all I've got...", he replies.

"I don't have anyone but me". Good choice leave her out of this.

"I'm sorry" he mumbles.

"No, no it's fine... I've been on my own since I was about 16 so nothing's new", I say shrugginh it off. But feeling a slight ping in my heart thinking back to her and how this was the only way to keep her safe. They have to go.

"Umm can we go and get some real food! That fast food buritto junk is not cuttin' it...", the voice makes me say. I wince as soon as it comes out.

"Yeah, I guess"

The voice always comes in when I need reasurance or advice. Some good, some bad, but the figure behind it is all bad.

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A\N: Hey guys thanks for reading if you have any ideas those would be greatly appreciated. I might add them in so see if you can spot them! THANKS!!!!! HOPE YOU LIKED IT!!!!! COMMENT!!!! CREATIVE CRITICISM WELCOME!!!!!!! So many edits.... ugh!!!!!! Sorry its shorter......