My Best Friends Brother // Supernatural

Chapter 73

It's been a month since the last trial. We have been on a few hunts and now I'm looking for another while the boys sleep, with a glass of whiskey by my side. A news article catches my eye "Seven victims, heart carved out. Everything else left intact except for a few scratches and huh" I speak to myself "and what?" Sam asks, I look up and chug down the last of my whiskey before setting the cup back on the table "And bodies drained of blood" I say pursing my lips together "huh" Sam adds, his hair is a mess from being asleep

"Let me see it" Sam says "No no, too early for monster duty for you. I made breakfast, it's on the stove" I say pouring myself more whiskey "Isn't it too early for whiskey?" Sam asks "Is it too early if I never slept?" I ask "you didn't sleep?" Sam asks, I shake my head "I couldn't I keep thinking about this trial thing. It's been over a month and we haven't heard anything from Kevin. So, I'm a little worried" I shrug "You have another one of those bad feelings you get?" Sam asks coming over to me "No no, just worry" I say with a small smile 

"I could, however, do with a nice brutal murder of these um what should we call them? Hybrid? Werepire? VampWolf?" I say "We'll work on the name" Sam jokes, he taps my shoulder and walks away. "you sure?" Sam asks and I nod, he taps my shoulder and disappears into the kitchen. I grab my cup in my hand and close my eyes "Damn it Castiel, where the hell are you man?" I whisper to myself "We need you here, with us. You son of a bitch you promised you would stick around" I groan, I open my eyes and stare at the screen in front of me with a sigh. I down the rest of my drink and begin to pour another when Dean walks up the few steps in an open robe with just a shirt and boxers underneath, he frowns at me "What? Are you going to judge me?" I ask "It's too early for drunk attitude Reg" Dean says with a sleepy smile "Sorry," I say, he comes over to me and kisses the top of my head

"Maybe you should try to sleep a little" Dean says "I tried, I can't" I reply "Come on then" He says grabbing the cup from my hand and putting it on the table, he holds onto my hand and guides me into the bathroom. He turns the water on and pulls my shirt over my head innocently, he brushes my hair away from my face and kisses me. We hop in the shower together and he holds me close to his chest, the water washing down over us "You don't have to hide your worries, I can tell that something is eating you up inside. We are married now, it's different than it was before" Dean whispers, I nod against his chest

"I wish I could've done the trials instead" I admit, I look up and the water falls directly on my face. Dean chuckles and switches places with me "I saw the laptop, is looking for a hunt the best thing for you right now?" Dean asks "It's a distraction I guess" I say, he kisses me softly "As long as you're genuinely okay with it" Dean says and I nod "I am" I reply 

We get packed and on the road "So what do you know so far?" Dean asks, Sam is in the back seat this time and I'm looking at all the notes I took overnight "Seven victims, heart missing, scratches, completely drained from blood. All females, all brunettes, all have hazel eyes" I say with a smile "Sounds familiar?" I ask looking at both of them "So our killer has a type?" Dean asks "Yup, me" I say "So this Missouri killer. Where was he picking up the girls?" Dean asks "Before I say, you know that I'm going to have to be the distraction to get this son of a bitch right?" I ask "I'm aware" Dean replies "So you can't freak out" I say "Where was he picking up the girls Regina?" Dean asks again 

"They were all exotic performers at the um Devils Hideaway club" I say "Excuse me?" Dean asks, Sam laughs "They were performers, they would sing and um dance" I say, Dean raises an eyebrow as he glances over at me "I'm going to have to blend in, I've made the calls already and I got in. I am the opening performer for tomorrows show" I say, Sam laughs harder "And you did all of this while we were asleep? How did you know we would say yes? Hell, how did you do this behind my back?" Dean raises his voice "Dean it's a case, I'm not exactly going to dress Sammy up in a mini skirt and get him to sing and dance in front of our guy" I say, Dean purses his lips together "You are unbelievable" Dean says "How am I letting my wife do this?" Dean says "First of all, you don't let me do anything. I'm my own woman alright, it's the job. If it was the other way around I would sit right at the front watching you strip with glee" I say 

"You're stripping? Are you trying to make this worse?" Dean asks "I am not stripping, I have an outfit. Plus it's Halloween so" I shrug "You're wearing that playboy bunny costume aren't you?" Sam asks "Yeah" I say "Playboy bunny?" Dean asks, I nod "That costume was proved very popular freshman year of college" I say proudly, Dean is staring at the road ahead looking angrier than ever. Sam and I exchange a look and laugh "was this some kind of joke?" Dean asks "I wish it was big boy" I say tapping his shoulder "Jesus Christ" Dean shakes his head 

We get to the motel, and get two joined rooms so Dean and I can have our own this time around "Do you really have a playboy bunny costume?" Dean asks as I'm coming out of the bathroom in just a towel "Yes I do" I say "And I've never seen it?" he asks "You will tomorrow" I reply with a smile "I hate this" Dean states "I get that. But you need to remember that at the end of the night" I say coming closer to him, I stand in between his legs and he instantly rests his hands on the back of my thighs "You're the only one who's going to be taking it off" I whisper, Dean's demanding eyes become pleading as he pulls me onto his lap and kisses me roughly