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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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Since Dean had taken the seat next to Sam, Alec moved to the other side. He looked down at the woman. "Squeeze a cheek hot stuff."

Dean snorted at Alec's comment, before shaking his head slightly. "I'm Dean. That's Alec."

Nellie nodded while moving over for Alec. "Sam here was tellin' me about where he's from." She glanced between the newcomers a bit, curiosity getting the best of her. But she still shot glances at Sam. Hard not to.

Sam smiled back at Nellie. "Yes. Kansas. But... we moved a lot. The Impala is really home." He nodded, moving his legs under the table so Dean had room.

Alec settled next to her and grabbed a munu and then after a second on of the jelly packets from the back of the table. "Wyomming here. Really friggin cold."

Dean caught those glances at his brother, before straightening slightly and regarding the girl again. He didn't want this girl getting the wrong idea, after all.

His brother didn't date.

Nellie smirked slightly, her knee catching Sam's by accident when he shifted. She moved out of Alec's way and looked to Dean, tilting her head slightly and trying to see what he was staring at her for.

"Sorry," Sam said as he felt his knee hit hers. Then he smiled and moved his laptop out of the way, closing it. They needed more room for their food.

Then he put his fries in the center of the table. "You can have some," he offered and just kept his soda in front of him, sipping it while smiling at Nellie around his straw.

Alec bit his lip trying valiently to not laugh. At Dean for going all papa bear about Sam. If Dean ever had a daughter he'd greet all of her dates with a shot gun. At Nellie for thinking that her flirting was going to get her anywhere near Sam and for thinking he even noticed it was flirting and not just her being friendly. And at Sam for being adorably nieve and not seeing what both Nellie and Dean were doing.

This was friggin hilarious.

Dean was glad to see that Alec was amused by this. Which was why he got an annoyed glance and an eye roll, before Dean turned his attention back to Nellie.

"So. Texas. Nice place."

She beamed. "Oh yea, I love Texas. Greatest place to live." She was trying to not feel uncomfortable, but it was hard. She felt like she was being evaluated and there was really no need. It's not like she was going to take Sam right there in the booth.....not that she didn't want to.

"You can ride bulls in Texas. The rodeo is the official sport there."

Yeah, like Sam was going to make this easier. He had no idea what was going on. Mentally, he was five. He didn't know what flirting was anymore.

First the menu hit the table, then Alec's forehead. They were killing him. He was going to hurt himself trying not to laugh.

Dean had half a mind to smack him. But he was going to restrain himself. For the sake of the company.

He just shrugged back in Nellie's direction. "I don't know. Seems like there's a lot of places that would be pretty nice to live."

Her teeth fell over her bottom lip at Sam's comment. Hard. It had been way too long since she'd gotten any and the hot boy making hot comments - knowingly or not - was not helping. She nodded, keeping her eyes on Dean. "Sure, there probably are, but they're not for me."

"I like California. Lots of beaches. And I want to learn to surf." He smiled a bit. "You ever go to California?" he asked Nellie.

Alec wrinkled his nose. He wasn't a fan of open water. Or. . .water anywere that wasn't in a shower or a sink. At least it curbed his urge to laugh. He still didn't trust himself to talk though.

Dean nodded slowly at her comment, before listening to Sam talk about California. And tried not to remember why Sam had left California to begin with. Those were bad memories he didn't need.

She smiled. "I love beaches. I could spend my whole life on a beach." She looked down in her glass and sipped from it, trying to think only pure thoughts.

"It's fun to run on the beach. Warm sand between your toes, then diving into the cold water for a long swim."

He was remembering the first time they had gotten to the beach. He had been 4, and built castles with Dean.

Ugh. they could keep their swimming. Alec? Alec had a jelly packet. He pulled the little foil wrapper back and licked it.

"Yeah, California's a nice place," Dean nodded.

Nellie got her pancakes then and quietly leaned over them to eat, unsure what to say to the guys. It'd been a lot easier before the happy couple showed up.

Sam looked at Nellie, then at Dean and Alec. Now he realized something was not right. Nelli wasn't smiling at much. She was quiet. Alec was quiet. Dean was watching Nellie with a look Sam didn't understand.

He bit his lip. He had to fix it. How can he make everyone smile again?

"Can we all go to a movie? We need to laugh, and movies make people laugh."

Alec blinked at Sam, and then looked around at the table. Oops. "Did you have one in mind?" He wasn't sure if Sam knew what was playing, but you never knew what Sam would pick up on. And he pretty much never wanted to dampen Sam's good mood.

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

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