Quick A/N----- So this is going to be a little filler chapter cause it's Christmas!
Spence and I have been driving for the past 4 days. It was mainly my fault, not like I would ever admit it to him though. We thought we were going to Connecticut but I just read it wrong and it turned to be California. Hehe whoops? So now we were stuck at a random small town and we are snowed in. I'm pretty sure it was called Stars Shallow or something along those lines.
"I think that we should just stop at a motel and wait out the storm." Spence said looking at me. I wanted to be defiant but I was to cold and tired so I rolled my eyes and gave in. "Good cause I saw a nice looking one a little bit back." I just nodded. I could feel him looking at me with concern. "Penny for your thoughts." He said smiling.
I sighed loudly as I shifted to look at him. "It's just that, well , I know we may not meet him but what if we see Dean and he doesn't like me? Or what if he doesn't want me? Or what if-" I got cut off by Spencer flicking my forehead. I pouted and crossed my arms.
Beck," he smirked, "You worry to much. Stop worrying about what if's and silly things like that. He will love you and if he doesn't well at least ya got to meet him. Plus ya still got me and Bobby with ya." He looked at me with full certainty of what he was saying. I smiled at him. Maybe he's right I thought as I looked back out the window.
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We were all unpacked and settled into our hotel room. Despite Spencer's little pep talk earlier, I was still pretty scared about the possibility of meeting Dean.
Spencer was sitting at the table when he got up and dramatically flopped onto his bed. He stayed there for about .0001 seconds before jumping up and yelling to nobody in particular, "Bored!!!" I looked at him and giggled cause his hair was messy from flopping and jumping everywhere. He suddenly grabbed my arm and our jackets and ran outside.
"What the hell are you doing!?" I shrieked surprised by the freezing air outside. He grinned evilly and threw a snowball at me. My eyes widened from the cold projectile. Once I got my bearings I rolled up a snowball and chucked it as hard as I could and hit him straight in the face. We threw snowballs back and forth for a while but it got to cold for me so we went back inside for hot cocoa. One of the things that I haven't grown out of is my terrible immune system. It's because while in the womb my sister was the bigger one, the stronger of the two of us so I didn't get as many nutrients as she did. Basically I was the runt.
Once we finished our cocoa, we made snow angels. Suddenly we heard someone scream pure bloody murder. We looked at each other then he rolled his eyes and we ran towards the noise. Once we got to where the noise was supposedly coming from we saw something attacking a woman. "Holy shit." Spence said laughing, "Is that a snowman?" That's when I saw the attacker. We both laughed but stopped once it bit a pice of flesh off the woman. My first reaction was to burn it and it seemed to be exactly what Spence was thinking as he grabbed his lighter. I ran into the woman's house and grabbed a hairspray can to make our own blowtorch. I tossed it to Spence and he lit his lighter and the snowman melted away. We were both panting and the lady had passed out from blood loss.
When the paramedics came, we told them that she was attacked by a dog. They bought our story but I knew that I could never look at a snowman the same. As we were walking away a little kid and his friends were making a snowman.
Spencer looked at me and smiled then said in a sing-song voice, " Do ya wanna build a snowman?" It was from a really obnoxious movie that Bobby made us go see. I can't remember the name of the movie but I remember the bad guy saying something really fucked up. Honestly I just remember being really upset. Spencer was still smiling at me.
"Shut up that is sooo annoying!!" We made more hot cocoa for lunch and tried to think of something else to do.
SPENCER'S POV
We were both bored so I smiled as an idea came to mind. I looked at Beck dead on in the eyes, "Beck I have a very important question for you." I looked at her in total seriousness. She looked so scared I almost didn't do it. Keyword being almost. I leaned really close to her ears, "Do ya wanna bui-" I began.
"SHUT UP SPENCER!" Her face became flushed. I was cackling and Beck was trying to look angry but ended up laughing with me.
These were times that I wished could never stop. They were times when we all felt normal. The times it felt like we were just a crazy, energetic 17 year old and a 21 year old meme king. Times when we could pretend, even if just for a minute, that we weren't risking our lives day in and day out. Like we were ok with never getting recognition for the shit we were put through and still have to deal with. When we forget the things that go bump in the night.
I must have looked sad because Beck looked at me and walked over so she was closer. "Hey Spency-wency! You all good?" She said using my really old nickname she came up with when she was 4 and I was 8. I smiled at the fact that she still remembers our little nicknames. But I'm still to upset to talk so I nodded. She looked at me then abruptly stood up and yelled, "HAKEEM SPENCER VARGUS!" I jumped because she was so loud, "I WANT FOOD!!" I looked at her and she looked back with a stupid crooked grin.
Next thing I know we are walking to the diner across the street. 'Damn this kid had got me wrapped around her finger' I thought as she skipped towards the diner, happy to get her way. I chuckled as we went in and sat down. "Heyyy. What's so funny?" She demanded pouting like a 3 year old. It only made me laugh harder. She eventually forgot all about it once the waiter came to ask what we want. "Hi! Can I get the Loaded Cheeseburger, a side of sweet potato fries, and a extra large Oreo Milkshake, Please." she said smiling at the guy.
He nodded and wrote it all and looked at me. "I'll get a normal burger with no condiments but all of the lettuce and stuff, and a sprite." I said handing him my menu but not looking at him. Beck looked at me and for some reason she was upset. I cocked an eyebrow.
"Why were you so rude to him?!" She said disappointed. "No no no let me guess its cause he's a guy? Hmm? Only girls with half their chest showing get to be treated nicely huh?"
I looked at her as if she was crazy. Which she is!! I couldn't help but smile at her. "This is why I think Dean will like you." I said just as our waiter came back with our drinks. To make Beck happy I smiled at him and said a polite thank you. "As I was saying, I think Dean will have to like you is cause you don't take shit from anyone." I stated simply as I took a sip from my sprite. She looked at me with confusion before a huge crooked grin showed up on her face. She blushed and pretended to be angry. I laughed at her little charade and she flipped me off.
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BECK's POV
We went back to our motel room to sleep cause the cold drained our energy out of us. Well..actually I pretended to be drained really I was going to the store to buy Spencer some gifts cause it is Christmas after all. I walked to a target store to see what my options were. Almost immediately I found a old CD and vinyl for Johnny Cash, who is Spence's favorite singer. After wandering around for a little bit I found a few flannels cause Spence is always ruining his. After that was when I finally found it, the perfect gift. I bought a few decorative bags and some of that papery stuff that you put to hide it and walked out happy with what I found. I jumped in Spencer's car and headed to the motel. I wrapped up everything in the car and as quietly as I could, I unlocked the door and crept in.
I saw Spence exactly where he was before I left and put his gifts on the table. I went to grab a beer but ended up hitting myself with the fridge door. "Ooof." I felt the air momentarily leave me. It must have woke up Spencer cause he jumped up gun in hand. When he saw it was just me he put it away and walked over to me. He wrapped his arm around my waist and laid his head on my shoulder. "You are such a cuddle monster when your sleepy huh?" I said teasing him. He looked at me upset but it went away once he saw the gifts on the table. He looked back at me and I nodded, letting him know that they were his.
He got up and ran to his bed and pulled out three gifts of his own. "Merry Christmas?" He said handing me the gifts. I grabbed a beer for him and got myself some rum and coke. "Come on slowpoke!" He said, laughing when I flipped him off.
Spencer got me a few flannels claiming that I always took his. I rolled my eyes saying it wasn't true but both knew it was. He also got me a really cute necklace that had a heart charm with the letter "R" engraved on it. I noticed that when I opened there was a old phot of Mama Trina and I that I took the day before I died. "THANK YOUUUU!!" I yelled. It was really pretty and had purple flowers on it. For my final gift he got me a brand new gun. A royal blue 1911 Colt. It came with a box of two dozen silver bullets and two dozen rock salt ones. I looked up at him and he pointed to the grip where my name was engraved into the wood. It read Rebecca Mary Singer, the craziest woman I know, love Spency-wency. I looked up at him happy but also worried cause I know my gifts are nothing compared to his. I tried to hide his gifts behind me but he just reached over and took them.
He opens the one that had flannels and laughed. "Guess we both had the same idea huh?" He said. I couldn't help but laugh along with him. Once he saw his Johnny Cash CD he squealed and flapped his arm in the air. "Woah are you ok?!" I said worried he was having a seizure. He nodded and said that it was a limited edition case and it was the last CD he need to own every Johnny Cash record. I smiled happy to get something that might compare to his gift for me. Then he opened his final gift and each of his eyes got the size of saucers . He pulled out the brand new laptop I bought/stole. Ok, maybe I just stole it, but he doesn't have to know that. He looked up at me then searched for the price tag sticker. "No!" You can NOT pay me back! This was a gift and you don't pay people back for gifts." He smiled at me and hugged me.
"Merry Christmas kid." He said as we watched snow fall
"Merry Christmas." I replied