Abducted: Part Two SPN | Dean x Reader | Slow Burn

February 2015

Stepping up to the wooden door, balancing the burdens you carried in your left arm, you used your right hand to knock.

"Come in." Charlie's voice replied chirping from the other side. Even with a broken bone and swollen eye, the girl was still bubbly and happy.

This idea of yours was perfect. Spend some quality female to female time while you had the chance. Make a new friend, possibly to replace the one you were about to loose and forget about his stupid face while you were at it.

Yes. You had told Dean it was all good. And you'd sat in the car with him after the event without a tear. The goodnight you'd managed was pleasant enough when you arrived home late last night. There was even a 'good morning' when you saw him at the start of your day earlier.

Later still you'd passed him in the mess room and library without an outburst. You had even managed to have a conversation with him and Sam about how Charlie was doing about an hour ago. But there was only so long you could hide in your room or busy yourself with research, for his benefit you might add, before you would go insane with the silence.

You should have been laughing with him right now. Netflix and chilling in your room, or his. Sitting in his lap while the two of you ate lunch together. Okay, that was pushing things a little too far.

All in all you should have been reeling in post coital bliss. Damn you Sheldon Cooper and the Big Bang Theory. Although at least those guys were reliable. Those guys wouldn't have turned you down. They'd have wanted to have sex with you the moment they'd gotten you alone.

Stupid fucking Dean Winchester.

You opened the door of room number 15, the room Charlie was staying in. It was possibly a little too close to that asshats room for your liking. But at least with the door shut behind you and Charlie's company, you could surely forget him for at least an hour or two.

"Hi Charlie... Sorry to disturb you if you're not up to it. But I come bearing chocolate and other snacks..." You sheepishly explained.

Charlie was sitting up on the bed in the spare room. It looked like she'd been watching something as her laptop was open on the bed spread and you could just make out an image covering the full screen. "Does that include gummy bears?"

A huge grin covered your face as you replied. "I knew I liked you! I've got normal and sour. Plus some chips and the chocolate... Do you mind if I join you for a bit?"

Charlie shook her head and patted the bed next to her with her good arm. Walking over and sitting down on the end so you could face her. You finally put down your load spreading it across the bed.

"What're these?" She asked, picking up the packet of Violet Crumble bites you still had unopened. Eat them all Charlie, you thought. One less reminder of Dickwad Winchester.

"They're um, choccies from back home. The guys got them for me for my birthday last year... They have honeycomb in them... Try it..." You nodded to her.

She opened the packet by tearing off a dogs ear in the corner. Delicately picking out a small chocolate square with her thumb and index finger. She examined it briefly then placed it into her mouth. Her face lighting up in delight when you heard the crunch of the caramelised honey breaking into pieces.

Through mouthfuls, she then asked, "What's with the pens?"

You grinned. "I um, raided the bunker of all the pens I could find... I've always wanted to draw on a fresh cast and I was hoping I could convince you to let me doodle..."