Let Me Down Slowly Δ SPN [ 2 ]

chapter forty-eight

Sam is in the library and hangs up with Cas when Dean walks in.

"Hey. How did you sleep?" Sam asks, both knowing he had a nightmare.

"Like a drunk baby. What do we got?" Dean asks.

"Uh, nothing." Sam answers.

"Really?" Dean asks.

"Yeah, I mean, uh, no weird deaths, no demon signs. There's a Kitsune working some truck stops outside of Boise, but Rudy's on it, so..."

"All right. So, uh, snow day. I say we get drunk and shoot crap." Dean sits across from Sam.

"Yeah, except we do that every day. Actually, I was thinking about seeing a movie."

"Yeah, that would be cool."

"It's a French movie."

"You mean like nudie French?"

"Even better. It's about a mime that's secretly a cockroach."

"I-I don't get it."

"Dude, the New York Times said--"

"Who cares?"

"All right, well... it's playing in Wichita, so I might not be back till morning." Sam says, standing up.

"Well, I trust you. Make good choices." Dean says.

"Evie's staying here. She didn't want to go." Sam says.

"Can't hold it against her." Dean says.

"So, you know, don't let her starve." Sam says.

"Hey. I am a very responsible babysitter." Dean says.

"Right." Sam mumbles. "You know, I mean... I don't have to go alone..."

"It's fine. Besides, the shortcake and I could use a little uncle/niece time." Dean says.

"All right. Stay out of my room." Sam orders.

"Totally." Dean smiles.

Sam hesitates before leaving.

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Dean walks into the library where Evie's reading.

"Hey. You hungry?" Dean asks.

"Sure." Evie answers.

"Sweet. Let's go to a bar." Dean says, grabbing his jacket.

"I'm 10." Evie says.

"Yeah, and? It's fine. Not like you're gonna drink." Dean says.

"Can't we go to a diner or something?" Evie asks.

"We could, but I want to get drunk and consider it uncle/niece bonding." Dean says, dragging her to the stairs.

"You drinking beer and playing pool while I sit at a table bored out of my mind is uncle/niece bonding?" Evie asks.