❝...I think I can care for myself to a certain extent... ❞
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CHAPTER NINE
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RAVEN TURNED HER HEAD TO NOTICE DEAN at the jukebox to busy choosing a song to see them so she bites on her lip and grabs one of Dean's fries—well more than one. From the other side of the table, Sam scoffs at Raven's antics watching as Dean started to come back to the table. Sam was on the phone with Bobby and Raven was still stealing Dean's fries to notice him walking back so luckily Sam mumbled, "Here he comes."
When she heard him, Raven stuffs the last fry in her mouth and goes back to eating her sandwich that didn't come with fries. It was sad and she wouldn't have ordered the stupid sandwich if she knew it didn't come with fries. Once Sam hangs up, Dean sits down not noticing the lack of fries on his plate, "What's up?"
Sam begins typing on his computer, Raven sitting by and watching the two interact. It was something she did a lot when she didn't want to get involved in their drama. "Bobby found something in Wyoming."
"A job?" Dean says picking his burger up and taking a huge bite from it. Sam sighs shrugging his shoulders, "Maybe. Small town, no one's died in the past week and a half." Sam interjects, looking from his laptop and then at them. Raven still had a sly smile on her face knowing she got away with eating a handful of Dean's fries without getting caught.
Dean takes another bite from his burger. He lifts a brow and with his mouth full he questions him. "That so unusual?"
"Well, it's how they're not dying. One guy with terminal cancer strolls right out of hospice." Raven almost chokes on her sandwich, something that's been happening a lot since she's joined the two. She coughs getting a weird look from both of them and a pat on her back from Sam, who she was sitting next to, but he continues, "Another guy gets capped by a mugger and walks away without a scratch."
"Capped in the ass?" Dean remarks. Raven snorts taking a sip from her water but Sam ignores his comment.
"Police say Mr. Jenkins was shot in the heart at point-blank range by a nine-millimeter." Sam states looking up from his computer and up at Dean. Who raises his brows, and with his mouth full of food he asks, "And he's not a doughnut?"
Raven's lip curls up in disgust. She's never grown up with siblings or anything so she found the way they acted so weird. Everything's been weird but there was nothing she could do about it but sit by and watch as it plays by. Dean caught her look making her look away and sip at her water innocently, he would've made a sarcastic remark but instead he rolled his eyes.
