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The pretty girl in the diner... (for lil_nellie)

RP for demon!Sam verse

They were in a diner having lunch as they drove through town. Alec and Dean had said there was a job. There was always a job. Something to hunt. Someone to save. Family business.

Alec and Dean had left Sam in the diner to go and get supplies. So he sat there in some new clothes that Dean had got him. Jeans. A shirt that buttoned down. A white shirt under it. lace up boots and new socks and underwear.

Right now he was curled up on his side of the booth. There was a plate of french fries in front of him. And a big pile of ketchup. And a big soda with a straw. His laptop was in his lap and he was researching water wraiths. He was being useful.

His eyes were glued to the computer and every now and then his hand would grab a fry without looking, dip it in the ketchup, and eat it.

Sam helped Dean and Alec like this, and he was going to help a lot. And he wasn't allowed to leave the diner. The Impala was outside, but Sam had to stay right there until Dean and Alec got back.

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Nellie was bored at home, so she decided to take her favorite car for a mini road trip. Sure, she could easily take Daddy's jet...but there was just something about driving her car on the open road. And well...it meant staying in different pretty hotels. Always a bonus.

Cruising down the highway, her tummy began to grumble. She checked the exits, really wishing there was a bigger city nearby with good dining - but there wasn't. She'd have to settle. Which really wasn't so bad. She pulled off the nearest exit and followed the signs for the diner. With a big grin she parked and hopped from the car. She shook out her jeans (too tight for Daddy's liking) and pulled the sleeves of her long pink shirt down over her arms.

As she walked in, she slid her designer sunglasses from her eyes and looked for a booth. Seeing one open behind Sam, she headed that way.

Sam was very preoccupied. He had found a story site that told all different legends about different water wraiths and he was reading them like they were bedtime stories.

He then reached over to get his soda and sip it in his straw. That was when he saw the pretty girl walk in front of him. She was wearing pink. Pink was a cute color. A girl color.

He then quickly went back to look at his computer. He was supposed to stay there and not talk to anyone except the waitress.

As Nellie moved for the booth, she noticed the gorgeous man in the booth beside hers. She also noticed his quick look-a-way. She couldn't help but tilt her head as she passed. "Hey darlin'," she said lightly as she moved to sit. She positioned herself on the fitting side of the booth to be facing him. Nothing wrong with looking at something pretty while she ate.

Sam bit his lip and looked over the top of his laptop at her. "Hi," he said quickly, then looked back away. He might have curled up just a bit more. He wasn't supposed to talk, but you were supposed to be polite. And she said hello and he had to say it back. He wasn't rude.

Shy and cute. She liked that. She picked up her menu and held it up to examine it, shooting eyes at him over the top of the menu moment to moment. She couldn't rid the small smile on her lips. This was fun.

He knew he was being watched. It was when the hairs on the back of your neck stood up. Sam tried to keep his eyes on the computer but he kept looking up at the pretty girl that was looking at him.

Finally, he just licked his lips. "You keep staring at me," he said, not looking at her. He wasn't really talking to her if he wasn't looking at her.

Nellie grinned. He wasn't going to make this flirting thing easy, was he? "I can stop if it bothers ya," she said, raising a brow.

"I'm not supposed to talk to strangers."

It was the truth, the words of a child. But coming out of a body of a 27 year old would make it seem like he was being playful.

She chuckled at that. Too cute. Seeing as how she wasn't shy, she took her menu and moved into the booth across from him. "Well let's fix that, darlin'." She held out her hand to him. "I'm Nellie."

He thought for a moment. Technically if he knew her name, then she wasn't a stranger anymore. And she had all her clothes on so he could talk to her too. "I'm Sam," he said, turning a bit to look at her, taking her hand and squeezing it just a bit.

She grinned brightly and shook his hand. "Well it's sure a pleasure, Sam," she drawled lightly. She shook his hand back and pulled hers from his, slowly letting her fingers slide out of his.

That tickled. He smiled and put his laptop on the table. "The fries are good," he said, seeing that she was with her menu. "My brother told me to eat something while he went shopping with Alec for things."

She smiled back. "I do like french fries." She continued looking over the menu, trying to decide what she liked, and spoke as she did. "Is Alec your brother, too?"

"No, he's my brother's friend. They spend a lot of time together."

Oh, that was going to come back and bite him later. But Sam didn't know.

Ah. Right. She considered that and nodded. She hadn't met many gay people in her life, but...there was nothing wrong with it. Power to them, right?

Nellie smiled. "That's nice," she nodded. She was also starting to get the feeling that this guy wasn't just the strong silent type, but...maybe a little slower than most. Didn't matter. He was cute and sweet.

Slow was a nice explanation. Demon with a 5 year old mentality might not be as believable.

"I'm sorry. I'm not... good... at talking much." He licked his lips. "It..it's been awhile since I... talked to someone that wasn't my brother or Alec." He was trying. And there was something in her eyes that made him want to try.

When the waitress came by, Nellie ordered pancakes with a side of bacon and a big cherry coke. After the waitress left, she looked at Sam. "Not a big social circle?" She nodded. "I get that. Sometimes you gotta stick with the people that know you best."

Sam nodded.

"So what... why are you here? If I can ask."

"Passin' through," she shrugged. "Needed something to eat." She couldn't help but smile at him again and study him. There was something so different and...kind about him. She couldn't figure it out.

"Well, you can find that here." He smiled back, starting slow until it spread over his whole face.

"You have an accent. Where are you from?"

She lit up. He had a beautiful smile. "Austin, Texas," she replied proudly. "Where are you from, Sam?"

"Kansas," he replied. "But I'm not there anymore." It was a joke from when he was a kid, and he laughed a bit.

Alec chose that moment to come breezing back in, he only paused for a second when he saw that Sam had company. "Hey." The greeting was directed at the pretty woman. Sam got a large smile. He'd done good, not disapering on them.

Dean followed Alec in, looking the woman over carefully as he went. First it was a critical eye, then it was a friendly one, before sliding into the seat next to his brother.

"Hi."

Nellie smiled at Alec and then at Dean. They were both cute boys. It was too bad they liked men, such a waste.

"Hi, there," she said lightly. "You two must be Dean and Alec."

The pretty girl in the diner... (for lil_nellie)

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