You Are A What

Chapter 28~ Pixie Stix Run!

Chapter 28

Taylor's POV

"I am going to kill him!" I said through grit teeth fuming. Dean had gotten my underwear and hung them on the flag pole of the motel. Not to mention told everyone to look up there at that lady panties, pointing to me. I was embarrassed and angry not a good mix. "Taylor, calm down." Sam said trying to reason with me.  I walk away from the flag. My fist clenched. Dean was standing there laughing at me beside his car. When I coming towards him, his eyes get bigger. Picking up some speed he starts to back up. "All I did Dean was put glue in your hair gel, But you have the nerve to do that." I said. "It's just self defense." He shrugged smirking. "Fair enough. At least you had the kindness to pick my pretty ones." I said shrugging back at him. "Come on Sam we have plotting to do." I said smiling sweetly. "Okay." He replied nodding his head rather quickly. I walk past Dean, he was looking at me strangely. I guess he expected an outburst.  When we got into the hotel room Sam looked at me expectantly. "What?" I said flopping on the bed. "Don't you have a plan?" He said frowning. "Yeah." I said lying. I hadn't given it much thought. "Okay, what is it?" He said sitting down. "First," I paused. "I am going to take a nap." I sigh snuggling under the covers. "I'm waking you up in an hour." Sam says going to the bathroom. I just make a humming noise. I lay there for a while when I hear the shower turn on, the water is a perfect lullaby.

I open my eyes. I am laying on the bed. Feeling really warm I look up. Dean was sitting next to me. I was laying on his chest. "You woke up. You missed the movie." He said smiling sweetly. "What?" I said confused. Raising up in the bed looking down I was wearing the a men's shirt. "You missed the Lion King." Looking to the T.V sure enough there was end of the movie. Laying back on his chest he took my hand holding it. Looking down at our intertwined fingers I just sort of smile, warmth feeling my nerves. I feel a kissed pressed to my forehead. Looking up Dean is smiling at me. A blush spreads on my cheeks. This feels so natural. Me cuddling Dean Winchester. He pulls a Ipod off the night stand, a pair of headphones attached. He holds one ear bud up offering on to me. I put it in one ear, and he gets the other. Bon Jovi Superman Tonight plays. Listening to the lyrics, remind me of Dean. Closing my eyes I feel his weight shift, closer to me arm going around my waist. I drift into blackness. 

I raise up gasping in the bed. Dean was sitting in a chair at the little bed. I reach for my hair making it smoothed out. "Welcome back to reality." He says smirking. "Hay. What are you doing over here?" I said hoping I didn't talk in my sleep. "Sam and Arianna went on a supply run, anyway you needed the sleep. Did you listen to music before you napped?" He asked putting down a erotic magazine. "No, why?" I said my voice still sounding groggy. "You was humming." I blush thinking about my dream. It wasn't dirty, but sweet. I liked it. I liked it a lot. "Dean?" I said uncovering my legs. He hummed looking towards me. "You're great." I said smiling. He looks behind him like I am talking to someone else. "I mean it. You're great." I repeated. "Thanks." He said smiling back to me. Little crinkles at his eyes appearing. What is wrong with me? "You okay?" He ask bringing me from my daze. "Yeah." I say. "Dean stand right there." I say getting from the bed pointing to a spot on the floor. "Why? Is this a prank?" I scoff grabbing his shoulder positioning him standing in the spot. "I want try something." I say taking in a breath. Putting my hand on either side of his face, my fingers running over the slight stubble. I get on my tippy toes putting a kiss on his lips. My hands falling to his shoulders. His hands on my waist. After a what seem hours, I pull away. I feel the heat in my face. Then pulls me closer to him, swooping down to kiss me again. You know how they talk about fireworks, the big kiss. This was mine. It wasn't fireworks it was nuclear explosion. His slightly chapped lips caressed mine. It wasn't like our last kiss rushed, and fast, but smooth it feels like we were pouring ourselves into it. He pulled away, both of us find ourselves needing air. I let out a sigh, then smile brightly. I wasn't going to run away. Neither was he. I think we just finally couldn't stand the attraction.

Arianna's POV

Sam and I were on a supplies run. I was walking through Dollar Tree. I had picked out some eyeliner and various different foods. Sam was walking with me. He was into the fresh stuff. To be honest the more sugar better. He laughed after my face lit up when I found a 50 pack of Pixie Stix.  They are my addiction. That and Dr. Pepper. "Sam, what is your favorite candy?" He makes the signature Winchester face, I have seen it a lot since I joined them a month ago. "I like Air Heads. The sour, long, and rainbow ones. I could eat a bunch of them." He said shaking his head. I see them as we go down the aisle. I get about seven containers of them throwing them in the little basket. His eyes widen. "There you go." I say smiling. He chuckles, at me rolling his eyes. I giggle a little with him. Going to a check out line, we get behind a old elderly couple. The old woman had a purse on the shoulder, the man wearing an oxygen mask. I just got really sad, and happy. They have each other. Sam puts his arm around me kissing my forehead. The old man smiles, nudging his wife. They both smile cutely at us. It warms my heart.