After about 10 minutes more Dean found a motel he was satisfied with and he pulled in. Sam went in and got two rooms and came back to the car. As he pulled into the parking space it occurred to me that Maggie and I had no changes of clothing. I said as much and Sam said we would figure something out. He opened our door for us and we went in. Then he opened a connecting door.
"We can close this door if you want when we go to bed, he said, "But I'd rather we prop it open with something just a little, in case something happens and we need to get in here fast. You'll be safe, we won't hurt you."
I had to smile at that. "Sam," I said, "We know you two better than we know anyone else. We aren't afraid of you."
"Yeah, that's not creepy at all," Dean mumbled from the other room.
Maggie and I sat on my bed, which was farthest from the connecting door, and talked and giggled and had a great old time letting out our excitement. But underneath that excitement was the worry for our parents. We also both had job contracts at the moment and we wondered about them as well. But even so we couldn't help being on a high. We were with the guys we loved, and they were real. And I, for one, was not going to miss this opportunity if I had anything to say about it.
There was a soft knock on the door and dean came in carrying some things. He put them down on Maggie's empty bed and took a bag from there. This turned out to be salt which he put in front of our window and door. Then he brought it to us and laid id down between the beds. "Nothing should happen," he said softly, "But if it does grab the salt and throw it." Then he handed us each a big vial of holy water. "Keep this handy too, wherever we go." Then he took out two long blades. "These are angel blades," he said. "They will kill both angels and demons. Don't be afraid to use it or you'll be dead. For real dead, not playacting dead. Keep them where you can reach them in a hurry."
Then he handed us two little bags tied up. "These are hex bags, they will help keep you safe. Keep them on you all the times too. If it looks like you're going to be around for a while, tomorrow we will get you tattoos so you can't be possessed."
Maggie and I looked at each other and laughed. Then we both looked at Dean and pulled down the necklines of our tops to show him the tattoos we both already had. He looked at them closely, and I swear he looked at Maggie's very closely. "Yeah, they're accurate, good job." He looked from Maggie to me several times before asking, "Why would you do that? You don't need them where you come from."
At some point Sam had come in and I looked at him and smiled. Then I looked back to Dean and shrugged. "Some of us get really into our fandoms," I said.
Dean shook his head and left the room. Sam looked at each of us and smiled, "Goodnight," he said sweetly. Was it my imagination, or did his eyes linger just a little longer on mine?
Maggie jumped over on my bed and we became teenagers again, whispering and giggling and being all excited. You'd think we just met our prince charmings or something. Oh wait! We did!!
"Shhhh," I shushed her when she started getting louder and louder. "I don't know about Dean but Sam has Super hearing."
Our giggles were interrupted by a soft knock on the door. Sam came in and said, "Okay we have a plan for tomorrow. I got ahold of that Professor and he actually lives about a days ride from here. But he won't be available till Thursday, so we stay another night here. Tomorrow we will hit up a Walmart and get you girls some clothing and supplies."
Dean sauntered in, sat down in our easy chair and put his feet up on Maggie's bed and asked, " By the way, what do you girls do in your own world anyway?"
"Oh nothing important," I said in a teasing tone. "Maggie here is a grade A hacker, kinda like Charlie, and I'm a research scientist, emphasis on the research. People pay me to do research for them."
Dean glared at me for a full 15 seconds. "Why didn't you think to mention this to us before this?" I glared right back at him and responded with a smile, "Why didn't you think to ask?" He got up from the chair a little peeved, and mumbling something to himself that we were probably happier not knowing.
Again Sam said goodnight to us and pulled the door closed to its stopper. The excitement of the day finally hit us and we were soon fast asleep.