Party of Three: Supernatural S1 (Sam x OC x Dean)

Dead in the Water Pt.1

"Eugene, slow down." Isabeau laughed as her brother went on about their grandfather showing him how to take apart an engine and put it back together.

She leaned against the restaurant counter, taking a sip of her drink. She glanced over, watching Dean flips through the obituaries. Isabeau rolls her eyes, listening to Eugene talk. "So, you're at Gramps for the next two weeks? Where's Alphonse and Dion?"

She felt a hand tugging at the loose braid that she pulled her hair into. Isabeau looked over, seeing that it was Dean. She swatted her hand at him, giving him a look, he mocked her expression.

"They're with Uncle C, for the next couple of days?" Isabeau repeated what her brother said. Dean tugged on her braid again.

Isabeau sighed. "Take care of yourself. And tell Gramps to stop swearing in front of you. You're picking up his vocabulary. Yeah... I love you too." Isabeau hangs up the phone and turns to Dean.

"Would you stop tugging on my hair?" Isabeau asks him.

Dean shrugs, pulling her braid to the front so that is cascaded over her shoulder. "What's the fun in that?" He turned back to the papers. "How are the little tykes?"

Isabeau chuckled, "Well, Gramps has got Eugene and knowing the two of them, they're going to be elbows deep in grease and car parts. I'll be lucky if I don't get a phone call from Gramps about Eugene accidentally blowing up something."

Dean laughs. "That kid still doesn't have a hold of his fire power?"

"Not really. I mean neither did I Dean. I didn't fully control it until Alphonse's age." She takes a sip of her drink and points her finger at Dean. "Speaking of Alphonse, him and Dion are with my Uncle C, no doubt causing chaos as we're speaking. And knowing Uncle C, he'll try to help the boys sneak in a new pet. He spoils those two."

"Didn't they bring home a snake the last time?" Dean asked, with a slight shudder.

Isabeau smirked, she knew Dean wasn't particularly fond of snakes, but she loved them. "First of all, that was me. And it was a gift. No, he'll probably send the boys home with a dog."

"That's not any better."

Isabeau scoffed, "That's way better! Dad would be ecstatic about the dog. When I came home with a snake, he wanted it out of the house the second I stepped through the door. Mom had to convince him to let me keep it."

Dean chuckles, circling an obituary on the paper. The waitress walks over, leaning over slightly in Dean's vision. Isabeau raises her brow at the waitress's flirtatious smile. "Can I get you anything else?" She asks.

Dean looks up and grins around the pen he's chewing on. Sam comes over, taking a seat next to Isabeau, once again, placing her in between the brothers. "Just the check, please." Isabeau hides her smile behind her hand.

"Okay." The waitress walks away and Dean drops his head, then looks at Sam.

"You know, Sam, we are allowed to have fun once in a while." Dean looks back at the waitress who was walking away with a sway in her step. He points at her. "That's fun."

Sam says nothing, looking at Dean. Dean sighs, "Here, take a look at this. I think I got one." He puts the newspaper in front of Isabeau for all three of them to see. "Lake Manitoc, Wisconsin, last week, Sophie Carlton, 18, walks into the lake, doesn't walk out. Authorities dragged the water, nothing. Sophie Carlton is the third Lake Manitoc drowning this year. None of the other bodies were found, either. They had a funeral two days ago."

"A funeral?" Sam questions.

"Yeah, it's weird. They buried an empty coffin for, uh, closure or whatever." Dean says.