likely_evil | The pretty girl in the diner... (for lil

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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"You think they're bad now, try when he was really five," Dean muttered, before looking over at her.

"Sam's -- a little special. I don't want you getting the wrong idea."

She gave Dean a look as sour as she could muster. "I didn't have any ideas, thanks. Like I said...I have to go."

Sam also looked at his brother. There was something in his eyes that showed he was not happy with that Dean had said.

"That was mean," Sam stated. "You should say you're sorry to Nellie."

Alec wondered how he had become the adult here. Since he was pretty sure he was the youngest person at the table.

He also didn't think Dean meant special as in short bus. He thinks Dean meant special as in special. Kinda like a short way of saying 'my reason for living.' And that meant protecting Sam from everything. Including flirting women. He wasn't quite sure how to fix this though.

"Look. Um. . " See here is where he got stuck. "You two were having a good time before Dean and I showed. And uh. . .maybe Sam was kinda missing the flirty subtext," And he didn't say that like there was anything wrong with flirting. Because, seriously? It was flirting. Harmless. "but you were still having a good time. So . . you try to not let the freak brigade scare you away from a decent meal and a good conversation and Dean will try and tone down his mama bear impression. I'll try not to act like a complete ass and we're all order pancakes?" He gave the entire table a wide eyed, hopeful look.

Dean caught the look from his brother, then looked away, diverting his attention back to the menu and away from Nellie. He wasn't going to apologize for being protective of his brother. That was just job, and he wasn't going to say he was sorry for doing it.

He probably should apologize for being an ass, however. He wasn't, but at least he was acknowledging that he should. Instead he just did as Alec suggested and backed off, turning his attention elsewhere.

She rolled her eyes and looked at Alec. "Excuse me, can I get up?" She really had no interest in being around stubborn, moody men right then. Sam was sweet, Alec was okay, but Dean was not worth taking time from her road trip. She just wanted to leave.

Sam looked at his brother a moment longer, then shook his head at Alec. No, let her go, he meant, and he pushed his plate of fries further away as he pouted in the corner.

"Goodbye then. Nellie."

"Okay, so awkward." But he gets up and out of her way.

Dean watches her go out of the corner of his eye, but keeps his eyes on the menu. He knows he's going to hear it later, and that Sam's upset with him, but it was better she left now then finding out what Sam really is and having it be later.

Before getting up, Nellie nodded to Sam. "It was good to meet you, Sam. I hope you have a nice time on the road." Then she got out of the booth with a slight nod to Alec, and made her way out the door.

Sam waited until Nellie was gone, then his head snapped up to look at Dean, his black eyes angry. "Not fair. I have my phone."

And then not caring about who saw it, Sam dissipated and left them alone in the seats with his laptop and his fries.

Alec sat back down with a slump. "That went well."

Dean grit his teeth slightly. "I didn't mean to scare her off."

"Hey, I don't think I helped much in the beginning." He tossed his menu aside. He wanted pancakes and he didn't care about the hour.

"Yeah, but Sam's not going to understand," Dean muttered. He wasn't even sure if he was actually going to eat anything now, he was just looking at the menu because it was somewhere to look.

"He's not going to stay your little boy forever." Alec said it mildly. He wasn't trying to repremand or anything. Just stating a fact. "Maybe you should try explaining it to him?"

"I know," he said with a sigh. "I mean, it's not just that, it's the demon thing too. It's not that I don't want him to have friends, I just -- don't want him to get hurt when they find out that he's not exactly what he seems like."

Dean ran a hand over his face, before leaning back in the booth. "I'll try to explain, but -- I don't really think he'll understand."

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

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