The sharpest lives

8.

Meira woke up around 7AM, her head hurt really badly. She looked at Hunter and saw Dean hugging her. They were both still asleep. Then she looked at Sam who looked like a little puppy, like always. She slowly got up and went to take a shower, hoping it would help her head.

Hunter woke up to the sound of running shower. She looked at the place, Meira was supposed to be, seeing that she was gone, figuring that she's the one who's in the shower. She wanted to get up, but strong arm around her waist stopped her. She turned around to look at Dean's slightly smiling face. She got out of Dean's arms carefully, she didn't want to wake him up. She pulled out a bottle of water and pain killers. She left them on the table for Meira.

Meira got out, she looked like a dead person, not even make-up could cover it. She noticed the pills and Hunter being awake. She took the pills and sat opposite to her.

,,Kill me." Meira said, putting her head on the table. ,,Please."

,,Don't need to say that twice." Hunter said and took out her knife. It was just for fun, everybody knew, she wouldn't really kill her friend.

,,I hate you." Meira looked at her. ,,That's not fucking funny."

,,It kinda is." Hunter laughed, putting her knife back. ,,Go back to bed, I'm gonna go get breakfast."

,,Okey." she nodded.

Meira went back to the bed and Hunter went for that breakfast. She wrote a note, that she's out and put it on table. She was thinking about the case and that fresh air helped her with headache. She got some sandwiches, coffee and smootie for Sammy. But still she couldn't stop thinking about the demons. She was so sure it wasn't Crowley.

She slowly made her way back to the motel, opening and closing the door as quietly as possible. No one was up, all of them were still sleeping and Cass wasn't even there anymore. She didn't want to wake anyone up so she sat down on the ground, back pressed againt her bed, going trough what they knew, which wasn't much, eating her sandwich and drinking her black coffee, waiting for someone to wake up.

She waited for 15 minutes before an alarm on Sam's phone went off, waking everybody up. Meira's head didn't hurt as much as it did before, Dean was happy to see the food on the table and went to eat some right away.

Meira was sitting on the bed, her head was better, but she couldn't look at the food.

,,How are you feeling?" Sam sat next to her.

,,Shoot me, please." she said and put her head on his shoulder. ,,I'm not drinking with Hunter anymore."

Dean started laughing and Hunter did too. Meira looked at Dean, she wanted to kill that son of a bitch even more, even though he is her best friend.

,,I think we have some chicken soup." Sam said. ,,You want some?"

,,If it's gonna make me feel better, then yes please." Meira said.

Sam took the soup from Dean's bag. ,,Hey, that's mine!"

,,Not anymore." Sam said to his brother and went to the kitchen to make the soup.

Meira noticed Hunter sitting on the ground. She joined her and looked at whatever she was looking. Sam gave her the soup and after that she felt much better. Cass appeared out of nowhere.

,,We have another attack." he said.

,,Jeez Cass, stop scaring us." Dean said.

,,Where?" Sam asked.

,,It's the bar nearby."

Hunter and Meira looked at each other. It was the fucking bar they were in yesterday. They were so lucky that they got even home. They could be dead now.

*B&S*