Being Different (D.Winchester)

1.5. Roadhouse

A week later. Home.

I walked outside and saw Dean under his car doing some work on it. 

The car was looking like crap.

Me "How's your baby doing?"

Dean "still in progress"

i leaned against the car "need any help?"

Dean eyed me amused "you wanna help me? you"

I smiled and crossed my arms over my chest "yeah?"

Dean "No offense but you're pretty crappy under a hood."

Me "you think Bobby didn't teach me anything?"

Dean "just because he taught you doesn't mean you are good at it"

Me "Screw you"

Dean nodded amused "mhmm"

Me "But are you sure i can't help you with anything else? It doesn't have to be under the hood"

Dean rolled out of the car and stood up.

Then he eyed me and, sighed "not you too, Lena"

He walked over to the working shelf and put the wrench on it. 

I asked confused "what do you mean ?"

Dean "First Sam and now you. Who's next? Bobby?"

Me "bullshit, you know dad doesn't give a damn about your feelings"

There was a ghost of a smile on his face.

I smiled "did you just smile?? oh my god, you just smiled. I made you smile. oh my god"

He rolled his eyes.

Me "Sam's getting worried, Dean"

Dean looked down.

Me" And he's not the only one"

Dean fake smiled  "nice to know that you two care about me"

I sighed "You've been at my place for over a week now and you haven't brought up John once"