My Best Friends Brother // Supernatural

Chapter 35

We arrive at the old junkyard Bobby lives in "you better not call this place a junkyard to him again" Sam speaks up, I look at him shocked "did you read my mind?" I ask "I don't have to, I know you" Sam replies and I roll my eye. We get out and I'm the first to run to the door, knocking frantically "BOBBY OPEN UP" I yell "give him a minute" Dean says "why, he's always been very fast on those old legs of his" I say "even though I don't hear footsteps, what the hell and I missing?" I ask, the door opens, Bobby is on a wheel chair "didn't we mention this?" Dean asks "no, you didn't. Bobby what the hell happened to you?" I ask kneeling down, he smiles at me "good to see you again kid, these idjits thought you were a goner. Even though you're immortal" Bobby says "the Angel brought me out of my own personal hell yesterday and I wanted some peace and uh not quiet, so we decided to stop by is that alright?" I ask

"You know you kids are always welcome here" Bobby says, I kiss his cheek and wheel him in, he protests obviously "so is someone going to tell me what happened? And how exactly you know I'm not human?" I ask, I sit on his couch and slump back. The boys go to get our things out of the car "I got possessed and they were going to make me kill Dean so, I got the demon knife and-" Bobby explains and re-enacts stabbing his leg "and that caused you to lose your ability to walk?" I ask "apparently so" Bobby replies pursing his lips together "you know, I think my blood can heal you Bobby" I say looking into his eyes "no offence kid but I don't want whats in you to be in me" Bobby replies "Bobby, it will heal you. And you only have to be careful for the next 24 hours, once it's out that's it" I say, I can see the hood in his eyes. I reach for his hand "Bobby, you've always been so good to me and to the boys. I know there's a reason you didn't decapitate me the moment I knocked on your door" I say "I didn't because I can't reach it" Bobby says, I laugh at him

I grab one of his whiskey glasses and put my hand out asking for his pocket knife, he hesitates but hands it to me anyways "it's not going to taste nice" I say cutting my wrist and holding it over the glass, letting it fill up half way "I don't want the boys to know, in case it doesn't work. I don't want to give them hope" Bobby says, I nod. My wrist heals and I hand him the glass, he cringes slightly but drinks it all in one go before handing me the glass. I speed to the kitchen, washing the glass and coming back, the boys walk in with our bags and go upstairs to the spare rooms. Sam and I are sharing one and Dean has the other. I sit down in front of Bobby "do you feel any different?" I ask pouring us some whiskey, I hand him a glass and he chugs is down probably trying to flush out the taste of blood. The boys come back down "I'm going to need to borrow the car" I say to Dean "absolutely not, you are fast and irresponsible" he replies "did you, Dean Winchester, just call me fast and irresponsible?" I ask

"Why do you need it?" Dean questions "I don't want to say" I reply "then you don't get the keys" Dean replies, I roll my eyes "fine I'll run there" I complain "no, I'll drive you there. I don't want you going off on your own anymore, just in case" Dean says leading the way, I look at Sam who shrugs "I'm sorry considering what happened when you went off on your own last time, I'm siding with Dean on this" Sam says taking a seat, I roll my eyes and follow Dean out. We get in the car and he looks over at me "what?" I ask "nothing, I- I just forgot just how beautiful you are" Dean says, I smile at him "you've aged very well Dean" I say touching his cheek "drive off" I say tapping his thigh, he drives off and parks in front of a motel. I tilt my head "I hope you don't think I'm trying to insinuate anything-" Dean begins saying but I cut him off by kissing him roughly "Dean I've had a very shitty five years, I could really do with some uh relaxing" I whisper against his lips, he smirks down at me before kissing me again

We spend a few hours in the motel, after we make two quick pit stops, one at the hospital and one at a diner before going back to Bobbys. Sam is on the couch staring at Bobby in disbelief who is walking, actually walking around the hours. I squeal and run to him "it worked my sweet old man" I say pulling his hat off and kissing his forehead "get the hell off me" he says and I laugh "you're damn right it worked" he says proudly "how? Uh um how?" Dean asks, Sam is also looking confused "he wouldn't stay anything until the two of you got back. What took you so long anyways?" Sam asks "we had to rob the damn hospital, and we brought you guys food too" I say handing Sam the bag "can we get an explanation now?" Dean asks "oh yeah, I gave him my blood so. We need to make sure he doesn't die until tomorrow" I say with a smile "but I am beat, sleeping in the back of the impala is nothing. I need a bed, so my sweet old man. Thank you, I'll be getting some sleep now" I say kissing his cheek again because I know he hates any sign of affection

I head up stairs, have a quick shower before changing into my pjs and going to mine and Sam's shares room. Sam is sitting on the bed "don't sleep yet" he says grabbing his towel and going for his own shower, I shrug and get myself a blood bag from the fridge in the mean time "I missed you kid, the boys did too. Not having you almost killed them" Bobby says, he's sitting down on the table with some books in his hand "I tried to get out of there, but the amount of vervain they put in me just made it that much harder. I felt human again and that was terrifying" I admit "we're glad to have you back" Bobby says, I smile "yeah me too, thanks for having us again Bobby" I say "you needed a home, and this is it" he replies, I tap his shoulder and head back up

Sam is already in bed, I quickly finish my blood bag before getting in bed with him. I lay on the same side of the bed facing him "I'm glad to have you back Reg" Sam whispers "I'm glad to be back too Sammy, i missed you so much" I say "I did too" Sam replies "and now, now that it's been five years" Sam starts saying "will you finally admit that you're hooking up with Dean behind my back" Sam says, I let out a laugh and he joins in "yeah, I am" I admit "you guys are terrible at hiding it" Sam says "I know, part of me wanted to. I just didn't want to admit that I broke our promise" I say "but did you break it because you wanted a hookup or you actually like him?" Sam asks "I don't want neither of you to get hurt by this thing you have, this thing you have always had" Sam says "it feels good being able to talk about this to you, I always have and when I couldn't. I hated it" I say "But now you can tell me" Sam says 

I don't say anything "You're in love with him" Sam realises, I turn to face the ceiling "You do" He says, the shock in his voice still there "We are sharing a wall with him Sammy, I need you to be quieter" I say "I knew you guys were hooking up, I didn't know you were in love" Sam says, I turn my face to him "I don't know if he loves me back" I say "You know it's been five years since he's slept with anyone?" Sam asks "Not anymore" I reply, he scrunches his whole face at me "Spare the details" He adds "But, since you disappeared. Even after hell, he never went after anyone else. And you know how Dean is" Sam says, I nod "I do know" I reply 

"You should tell him" Sam says "You should tell me more about this Demon girl, was she hot?" I question him, Sam laughs at me "Yes" He admits "But it was more than that when Dean died and I thought you died. I got bitter and she literally saved me, if felt different. She tested me and it was this adrenaline rush" Sam explains, I smile at him "And you had fun? You know after the whole Dean being in hell thing" I ask "I hate to say that I did" Sam admits. I turn to face him again "You have no idea how happy that makes me" I say, Sam is smiling at me "Thank God you're back" He says again, I nod "I have to agree with that one"