I Am Complete

CHAPTER 7

SAM'S POV:

It's been a month since we worked with Andy. We text everyday though. I type something on my phone. "You texting her again?" Dean asks, trying to peek over at the screen. I click my phone off and pull it away from him. "Shut up Dean." I mumble, looking out the window. He smirks. "I knew it. You two have been texting non-stop. Do I sense a budding romance?" I elbow him. "We're just texting. We're friends, that's it." I insist. "Mhm. Just friends. Sure." Dean mumbles, returning his eyes to the road. As if on cue, my phone buzzes. I pull it out of my pocket and see that Andy is calling me. I press answer and put the phone against my ear.

"Hey, Andy. What's going on?" I ask, trying to seem calm. In reality, I'm insanely nervous. "Hi Sam. So, I could use your guy's help. I found a vamp nest and I can't take it out on my own. You guys interested?" I look at Dean and repeat what she said. Dean shrugs, his way of saying yes. "Sure. Nothing better to do. Where you at?" I question. "I'm right outside of Iowa. Some small town called Dyersville." I glance at Dean. "We're only a couple hours away. We can be there by dinner time." I tell her. "Perfect. I'll see you guys then. Meet at Barry's diner." She hangs up and I put my phone in my pocket.

The rest of the drive there, I'm thinking over what to say when I see her. I haven't been this nervous since- Oh shit. Well. This is bad. I haven't felt this way since Jess. That means.... That means I might like her. And I mean like like her. I've only met her once, but I guess that was enough to make me develop feelings. I feel like I'm in highschool again. I have butterflies, I stutter over my words, I blush like crazy. And apparently Dean knew I had a crush before I did.

A few hours later, we pull into town. "Look up the nearest motel, will ya Sammy?" Dean asks. I nod and pull out my phone and do a quick search. "There's only one in town. Just take this street and turn left on Maple." Dean follows my directions and we pull into the parking lot. There's only two other cars there, neither of which belong to Andy. She must already be at the diner. We park and pay for a room, dropping our stuff off inside. I pull up the directions and we make our way to the restaurant.

The diner is cute. It has a family feel, with old fashioned red booths and silver tables. There are about twenty people here, mostly families. I hear laughing from somewhere, and the sound of silverware clinking. I glance around the diner until I see Andy, sitting in a corner booth. She waves at us and we walk over, weaving between tables. I slide into the booth next to Dean, squishing myself up so I didn't invade Andy's foot space.

"Nice to see you again, boys." She looks beautiful. Her hair is tied back in a low ponytail, a few strands of hair loose and framing her face. She has on a blue t-shirt and a pair of jeans, her black boots covering the cuffs. Her red flannel covers it all, the black buttons winking in the light. Her lips are colored the same bright red as the first time we met.

I clear my throat. "So, what's the deal?" I ask. "I found a nest, maybe twelve vamps. Right outside of town, I'm surprised that we haven't picked up on it before now." She explains. "We can hit it tomorrow once they're asleep. We need to get some dead man's blood, so we'll have to stop by the morgue-" Andy cuts Dean off. "Already got it. I have about a pint of it sitting in my car." I raise an eyebrow in surprise.

"What's been going on with you two?" She asks, leaning forward. "Well, we dealt with a werewolf, two spirits, and a demon." Dean tells her. "Impressive. I took down a couple spirits and a wendigo. Nothing too big." She leans back, crossing her arms. A waiter comes over and takes our orders. I order my typical salad, Dean orders what might as well be a heart attack with a bun, and Andy orders a burger with some fries.

"So, I figure that we're staying at the same motel, right?" I ask. She nods. "The only one in town. Have to warn you, the hot water runs out fast. Also, the beds might as well be filled with rocks." I chuckle. We chat for a while longer, continuing while we eat. Dean and Andy argue about which AC/DC song is the best, Andy declaring that Back In Black as the winner. Andy and I talk about books and ancient lore. Dean calls us nerds, so Andy flips him off, smirking at him. Once we finish our food, I pay the bill. I insist, saying that Andy paid the bill last time.

We go our separate ways, meeting up again at the motel. We say our goodnights and head to our rooms. I change for bed and lay down, looking up at the ceiling. There's only one thing on my mind. 

Andy.