Reader and her sister Stevie reunite with the Winchesters reunite after not seeing each other in a few years. Ever since Dean told you to leave him and his issues behind, reuniting wasn't what you expect it would be like. Hunting, past feelings, mem...
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CHAPTER TWO - CONFRONTATION
The drive back to the motel after picking up more greasy diner food and coffee isn't quiet between Sam and you. You aren't letting the excruciating news of Dean's deal get in the way of catching up with Sam. Although there isn't much to talk about but all the cases you haven't been on together and the many girls Sam and even you have connected with in the two years, it's nice to see him again after these past two years that flew by.
Having Sam around is like having another younger sibling and you knew that Stevie felt the same way about him, except they were best friends. They're metaphorically joined at the hip, despite the distance that was kept between the Winchesters and you all these years. For them it's easy probably because they weren't ever sexually and emotionally attached like you and Dean. Even if it is unsaid, it's still nothing but the truth.
Dean's love for you never faltered, and neither did yours for him.
Arriving at the motel, you let Sam go ahead as you stay inside the impala alone with your thoughts. You watch as he goes inside but leaves the door cracked open as if you were going to be right behind him. You slide from the passenger seat and sit in the seat where Dean would always be blasting rock music and occasionally a love ballad. Minutes go by and you decide that it was time to head inside. Once you reach the red chipped motel room that had a green plastic wreath around the room number, you push it open and stand in the doorway. Sam and Stevie are talking as they organize weapons and books, but you don't hear exactly what they're saying as your eyes are focused on Dean.
As you hesitate whether or not to walk completely inside and get prepared for the hunt, or muster up the courage to confront him, you wrap your arms around yourself in comfort. Gazing up and down, watching his body move around the motel, busying himself with whatever, reminds you of the cases the two of you used to go on. The way he rolls up his Carhartt button ups to his elbows, when he hunches over with his eyebrows furrowing in focus makes you swoon every time.
Going on hunts together and all the moments before, after, and everything in between. Being around him again started to make you reminisce about the years being alone with him while Sam and Stevie were at school alone. While John was off leaving Dean, you were there for him as he was there for you. Memories of times where you were both young, alone, and acting like you could take on the world together and save everyone.
The blissful moments of stolen kisses, both soft and rough touches begin to make your heart start aching. Even the drunken nights from the past are making you feel warm inside, aching for him and to get back to the way things were before he pushed you away.
"Happy birthday to me!" You yell as Dean is holding your side squeezing tightly as you two are walking out of a road bar and to the Impala. You listen to his contagious laugh and it begins making your cheeks heat up. That, or it was the alcohol that had consumed your body just moments ago.
