Love Conquers Evil

"Make Me"

By the time we pulled into the motel, I was slightly grumpy.

With nine and a half hours stuck in a car with Sam and Dean, they liked to mess with me when they got bored until I was about to snap.

I stayed in the Impala while the guys went and got us a room.

A few minutes later I see Sam and Dean walking back towards me, talking to each other.

"Why do they always assume we're gay?" Deans grumbled words reached my ears.

I bit my lip to keep from laughing out.

"Who thinks you're gay?" I asked once they reached me.

Deans face fell while Sam laughed.

Dean grumbled something under his breath and walked past me.

I laughed and looked at Sammy.

"We've been asked if we are dating because of our arguments," He told me.

I had to bite my lip again so I wouldn't laugh.

Sammy saw that and pushed me playfully as he walked by.

I laughed and followed him through the door.

For the next hour we set up all out pictures and things on the wall.

After we looked over things, we decided we needed to go check things out.

All the victims had died at the Stardust hotel.

All victims were tortured and then murdered by something unknown.

It was fifteen minute drive from the motel to the hotel.

Once there we found it was closed.

Weird, I thought to myself.

Dean motioned for Sammy and I to follow him.

We followed him to the side of the hotel.

"Dean, there's not any doors," I said quietly.

"Yeah, but there's windows," He shot back.

I sighed seeing the size of them.

They were just big enough for me to fit through.

"I'll help you get through the window and then you unlock the front doors," He said like it was the most full proof plan.

I rolled my eyes and waited as Dean popped a scream off and slid the window up.

He moved the window curtain to the side and peered around for anyone.

"All clear," He said.

I went up to the window, which only happened to be just above my head.

I reached up and gripped the window sill.

Dean placed his hands gently on my hips.

"One," He said close to my ear.

I ignored the random butterflies I always feel around him and his hot breath on my neck.

"Two...three!" He tightened his grip slightly and lifted me up as I jumped.

I pulled myself up and brought my leg as Deans hand pushed went down to my ass and pushed to help.

"Watch it, Winchester, your boyfriend may get jealous," I joked.

"Oh, shut up," Sam and Dean growled.

I stifled my laugh as I lost my grip and fell through the window.

I fell on the wooden floor with a groan.

"That's karma," Dean said slightly laughing.

I stood up and went to the window once again.

I leaned over the edge and whacked him upside the head.

He glared up at me.

"Just go an unlock the damn door," He said shortly.

I rested my elbow on the sill and placed my chin on my hand.

"Make me," I dared.

He glare me some more and suddenly came up to grab me, but I jumped back quickly and laughed.

I headed out the door to the room and suddenly became serious.

I watched my surroundings as I made me way to the front lobby and to the front doors.

I could see Sam and Dean waiting behind the glass doors.

I quickly unlocked the doors and was greeted by the glare of Dean.

I replied with a smile.

He opened his mouth to say something, but a hand was quickly placed over my mouth and my waist, suddenly pulling back into the darkness of the hotel.