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Dean Winchester ([personal profile] bloodnbadthings) wrote2012-01-28 02:12 am

An Unexpected Visit

They'd been at it over a month now with still no sign of Dad. There had been hope once when an old acquaintance of John and Dean's called for help on another case and informed them that he found Sam's phone number by calling John's. Suddenly the phone that had given them nothing but disconnect redirects was now clicking over to voicemail in their father's voice informing people to call Sam if they needed help.

Sam had... not liked that development. Dean could understand why. Sam didn't have anything against helping people, but to have proof that their father was still out there and knew Sam was hunting... presumably knew Sam was looking for him... but, he was still staying out of communication? Dean could understand why that was upsetting. All he could do was keep trying to track the man down and hope when they did, Sam could get his answers.

They were in the middle of nowhere Illinois, Dean still recovering from his first and last airplane flight, when their hunt met with an unexpected snag. Dean walked into their motel room after sitting with Sam through his dinner to find their room occupied. A blond vampire was stretched out on Dean's bed, lounging. Inwardly, Dean started cussing colorfully while he pushed Sam as casually behind him as he could.

"Hello, Eric."
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[personal profile] thinkshesosmart 2012-03-01 07:07 am (UTC)(link)
He snorted. "I guess not, no." She definitely didn't seem pleased to have to serve a vampire here anyway.

"You could always have some of mine later." Not here at the table. Sam wasn't that buzzed, but in private... He didn't really mind all that much. Not if it was Dean.
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[personal profile] thinkshesosmart 2012-03-01 07:36 am (UTC)(link)
Even if he never let Dean near him again like that... it wasn't going to change the fact that his blood was different, right? Plus, it really did seem to help Dean. Maybe one day, he'd get weirded out by this, realize how wrong it was to let Dean drink from him, but... it wasn't today.

"Yeah, alright... sounds like a plan." He flashed a short smile.
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[personal profile] thinkshesosmart 2012-03-01 08:09 am (UTC)(link)
That was another thing he couldn't just forget... the way Dean had been pretty sincere about telling him how important it was, how it helped him feel alive. He didn't want to cut that off from him, if it really did help.

And in the meantime, he was happy finishing off this beer and maybe getting another. "Mm, maybe I should, I guess." He shrugged. "Not really hungry, but..." He should probably get something on his stomach or the booze'd be hitting him pretty hard.
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[personal profile] thinkshesosmart 2012-03-01 08:39 am (UTC)(link)
"You might be in luck," he murmured, reading over the menu. "The burger might be the only thing I'd feel comfortable eating."

Because it was seriously difficult to mess up a burger anyway.

When the waitress came back over, he asked for one an another beer. He'd go ahead and eat. It'd be better in the long run and Dean wouldn't be inclined to get buggy about his eating habits or anything.
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[personal profile] thinkshesosmart 2012-03-01 09:14 am (UTC)(link)
"Admit it, that's a big part of why you hated being turned... I know how much you love your burgers and pie." He loved them as much as he loved sex... and that was a lot. He flashed a playful look over the table at him.
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[personal profile] thinkshesosmart 2012-03-01 09:21 pm (UTC)(link)
He gave a snort at that. "You're obsessed, Dean. Maybe I'll have a slice of pie for you sometime." If he could eat burgers for Dean, he could eat a pie... unless that was some sort of insult to Dean.
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[personal profile] thinkshesosmart 2012-03-01 09:48 pm (UTC)(link)
He snorted, giving Dean a playful nudge under the table. "Alright, but I'm not describing it to you like some kind of food porn."
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[personal profile] thinkshesosmart 2012-03-01 10:16 pm (UTC)(link)
"Fine, maybe I'll describe it, but if you start getting too into it, dude..." Then that was it. No more food in his honor... or at least descriptions.

He straightened up a bit when the burger he ordered was brought out, along with his other beer.
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[personal profile] thinkshesosmart 2012-03-01 10:56 pm (UTC)(link)
Sam rolled his eyes when he saw that look he was giving the waitress. He figured if Dean had been human still? She'd have probably giggled and given some flirty look back--they usually did when Dean gave those looks.

At the question, he shrugged. "Yeah, actually." He'd half expected it to taste like crap, but apparently this place had decent food too.

"Or maybe I'm just hungrier than I thought."
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[personal profile] thinkshesosmart 2012-03-01 11:33 pm (UTC)(link)
He knew Dean wasn't going to be eating anyone, trusted that his brother had the self-control and could manage his condition... so it was still a little weird, maybe a little annoying to see how uneasy the waitress was. But he was ignoring it for the most part.

The booze was putting him in a better mood, maybe. For now anyway.

"You always sniffed them out, dude, like you got a sixth sense for burgers and pie," he teased, finishing up his burger along with his beer.
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[personal profile] thinkshesosmart 2012-03-02 05:04 am (UTC)(link)
He gave an almost fond laugh at that. "Your sense of humor is still so lame, dude. I can't believe it."

He straightened up, taking the last swig from his beer. "Yeah, I do actually. You want to head back now or do you want stick around awhile?"
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[personal profile] thinkshesosmart 2012-03-02 07:04 am (UTC)(link)
"Yeah, okay." He didn't know how much more he'd want to drink, but he wasn't in the mood to argue over it anyway. He slipped to his feet and headed out of the bar and to their car once Dean had finished paying, settling in his seat.
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[personal profile] thinkshesosmart 2012-03-02 08:16 am (UTC)(link)
He definitely might want another. It wasn't like they could do much, work-wise, until tomorrow night anyway. So when they got close enough, Sam asked Dean to pull over to grab some more.

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