Guilty pleasures

Chapter one

Chapter one

Spencer's point of view

I scoffed as i looked at the disgusting motel room. The walls were a bright yellow color and the dark marroon colored rug had more than plenty of mystery stains. "Dean you couldn't have picked a better motel."

Dean rolled his gorgeous apple green eyes at me. "This is the only motel within 40 miles. And I wasn't driving any longer."

I snickered at him, running my fingers over his short brown hair.

"Your a wimp." I teased him. He flashed me a grin, but didn't say anything. Sam finally walked in from the car, with his bag but was acting strange.

He looked at me and just stared like he was looking into my soul.

He kept muttering something to himself. "Sam, you ok?" He smirked at me and nodded.

"Yea, i'm fine." That's another thing, Sam doesn't smirk.

I looked at Dean to see if he had noticed it too. "Hey Sam, you want the shower first?" I caught myself thinking what it would be like to run my fingers down his muscle-toned chest and trace his V and lower stroking his big cock.

No stop it. He's your foster care brother, you can't be thinking of him like that.

"Sure." He grabbed his bag and walked into the bathroom, shutting the door. "Dean i'm tired. I'm going to bed, goodnight." He nodded but looked like he was looking far away some place. Something was up that they weren't telling me and i'm gonna find out what. I grabbed my panties and one of Dean's old ripped t-shirts. As soon as i was done changing,  I climbed on the bed and pulled the covers over my body.

I usually couldn't fall asleep but for some reason, I went straight to sleep, not waking up till morning.

I wiped the sleep from my eyes as i woke up. That's when i heard Sam talking to someone in the bathroom.

He was on the phone, i knew that much. "I know, but it's getting harder and i'm hungry. Ok fine, see you tonight." I pretended to be asleep as Sam hung up the phone and walked back in the room.

He walked straight to my bed and gently nudged my shoulder.

The moment he touched me, i felt sparks erupt on my skin. I almost gasped from shock, keyword almost.

"Hey wake up. Go take your shower, Spencer." I nodded and stood up walking to the bathroom.

I grabbed my bag, closing the door and stripping. I turned the hot water on and sighed in content as warm water ran over my body, soothing my tense muscles.

As I relaxed, I couldn't help but think about what i heard Sam say over the phone. Who was Sam talking to? Does Dean know about this and if he does why would they hide this from me?

I jumped when i heard a knock on the door. "Hey were going to leave without you if you don't come on." Dean's husky voice grumbled from the other side of the door.

"I'm coming." I snapped, pulling my black v-neck shirt on and grabbed my hair brush untangling the knots.

When my hair was dry it was dirty blonde, but when it was wet it looked almost black. I grabbed my bag and walked out of the bathroom. I quickly grabbed my old leathed jacket walking out to the impala. Sam was riding shotgun and Dean was driving as usual.

I took my usual spot in the back.

"So what's the case about?"

I noticed Sam grow tense when i asked that question. "A girl was found her head chopped off in red lodge. So were going to investigate." Dean spoke up. I nodded my head in acknowledgement.

"Well, wake me when we get there." I grumbled, laying down in the back. I kniw what your thinking. You just woke up, why are you going back to sleep? Well, when your a hunter you take every chance you get to sleep. Because you may not get much in the future.

"Alright." Sam mumbled, looking at the map.  Then my world went black, as i fell into a somewhat peaceful slumber.