I Don't Bite [Dean Winchester x Reader]

Late Nights

"You know you can just go talk to him, right?" Sam offered for the umpteenth time that night, an amused smile gracing his face. I glared at him with narrowed, irritable eyes and turned back towards Dean. His back was to me and he was speaking to Ellen's daughter. I hadn't introduced myself to her yet, though I believed her name was Jo.

"No, I don't want to be a bother. He can talk to whoever he wants," I spoke, trying and failing to keep the bitter tone out of my voice. I slumped back in my seat, arms folded tightly, and scowled at the laughing pair. "So what's up with this vision you had? Another demon thing?"

"Demons?" Andrew questioned as he made his way over to our table, a few beers in hand. He did his best to maneuver around the tables and sea of drunks without spilling the beverages, although he wasn't the most graceful. "Like that one that put you in the hospital? Don't tell me you're going up against that thing again."

Sam chuckled and took a beer from the younger boy. "No- no, I don't think it's that demon. I don't know what it is, really," he took a swig of his beer and set it back on the table, a grim expression on his face. "I just know that someone's going to die and that I might be able to prevent it."

I nodded slowly along with his words and gripped my own beer bottle tighter, ignoring the cold sensation it left on my skin. "What are you going to do if it's a demon and not some wackjob?" I questioned. Sam lifted his gaze to meet mine, surprised by my question. "You don't have the Colt anymore. What are you going to do, exorcise it?"

Sam shrugged and furrowed his brows in thought, eyes fixated once more on his beer. "I guess if it is a demon, we'll figure out what to do when we find it."

I clenched my jaw in irritation. This sort of reckless behavior was what had landed us in the hospital in the first place - it had nearly gotten Dean killed. I opened my mouth to retort but was quickly silenced by a thundering of feet coming down a staircase.

The scraggly hunter who had been talking with Sam and Dean when I first arrived popped his head from around the corner, his messy mullet on display. I cringed; mullets should have been left in the '80s.

"I think I found your logo-" he called out to Sam. Before he even had a chance to finish his sentence, Sam was on his feet and pushing past the numerous hunters that stood in his way, earning him a chorus of swears. I turned towards Dean, who looked rather confused by Sam's sudden disappearance - it was clear he hadn't seen Ash.

I stood, sliding my chair roughly across the wooden floors, and gestured for Dean to follow. Andrew rose slowly but froze when I held a hand out to halt him. "Stay here," I ordered, gesturing for him to sit back down. He scowled but didn't argue.

I raced after Sam with Dean close behind, watching as the pair seated themselves at a nearby table, in the corner of the room. Ash opened his laptop, eyes scanning whatever page he previously had open.

"I got a match," Ash began, lifting his gaze to meet Dean and I made our way to the corner. It seemed Ash wasn't interested in any light other than that of his computer screen -- his pale complexion and dim office were evidence enough. The lights of the bar only seemed to enhance the already obvious fact. "It's the logo from the Blue Ridge bus lines in Guthrie, Oklahoma."

"Check Guthrie for any signs of demonic activity," Sam ordered and pulled out a chair by his side for Dean. I leaned against the wall, watching the display.

Ash cast the younger Winchester a concerned glance. "You think maybe your demon pal's there?"

"Maybe," Sam replied with a shrug. Ash looked as though he wanted to say something else, but was promptly cut off by Dean.

"Just run it," Dean ordered. I turned to face him, taking in the serious scowl on his features. He looked... determined. I wouldn't have minded the expression if it was directed towards anything other than Yellow-eyes. That was the same look he held that night in the cabin. I pursed my lips and turned back to Ash, my eyes never leaving Dean's profile.