An Awkward Surprise with immortalwin

[second_son83]

Sam really hadn't had a full nights sleep in a long time. So when he was woken up by something unknown, he wasn't too surprised. He shifted sleepily and blinked through his hair to check his watch. 6:27am. Perfect. They had to get going early today anyway. He stretched on his stomach and rolled off of his sleeping bag up into a sitting position.

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[immortalwin]

"Hmm?" Dean opened his eyes and groaned at the sunlight shinning in. He turned away as if burnt and covers his face with his...sleeping bag? What in the hell? He'd gone to sleep on a bed, a nice bed at Nate's club. Was this some kind of fucking joke?

"What the hell Sammy? Where are we?" He tried to look at Sam but he was too close to the sunlight. "And close the fucking drapes!"

[second_son83]

Sam looked up from packing his bag and frowned a little. Dean getting angry that the drapes were partially open was fine, it was the 'where are we' question that he didn't get.

"Hung over again, Dean?" Sam picked out a bottle of asprin and walked to the window, making sure the curtain was closed tight. He bent over to set the bottle down next to Dean's head. "Take a few of those. We gotta head out soon."

[immortalwin]

Dean's hand lashed out to wrap itself around Sam's wrist, holding it firmly. "Babe what in the fuck is going on? Where are we? Why the hell am I on the floor?"

[second_son83]

Sam couldn't help but jump a little as his brother's hand wrapped itself around his wrist. And... Did Dean just call him babe? Sam chuckled softly. That's weird. "Well... honey... You're on the floor cause that's where you fell asleep. See?"

He pointed over to his 'bed' on the other side of the room. "I slept on the floor too... Now come on. We gotta keep moving."

[immortalwin]

"Why? Where are we going?" He slowly got to his feet, moaning at the pain in his back. God, he felt like shit. He was weak and tired and...uncomfortable. "Can't we leave tonight? You know I'm a shitty driver in the daylight, and I'm fucking tired. Let's go get a hotel."

[second_son83]

What the fuck was with all the whining? And Sam was kind of happily surprised that Dean hadn't gone for the alcohol yet. But he knew Dean would go for it soon.

"A motel? Dean... When was the last time either one of us slept in a bed let alone have a hot shower? Motels are too dangerous, we've been over this..." He sighed gently and continued to pack their stuff. "But whatever.... I'll drive and you can sleep off your hang over..." and your bitchyness...

[immortalwin]

"I'm not hung over damnit! Stop saying that! Now stop and explain to me what the hell? Why are motels too dangerous? Did something happen last night?". Suddenly something occurred to him and he jumped to his feet in an instant, very into Sam's personal bubble. "Am I forgetting shit? How long since we've been to Nate's?"

[second_son83]

Damn did Dean move fast. And... His big brother was very much so in his space. Sam took a step back raising his hands a little, looking Dean over. "who's Nate? Are you side you're okay? Maybe you should sit down."

He took Dean's arm and led him to the rickety table and chairs in another corner of the room, trying to get Dean to sit down.

[immortalwin]

The moment that Sam touched his arm Dean was up even closer into his space, pressed against him. "I don't know baby, I'm just fucking confused."

[second_son83]

He really didn't like Dean up that close to him. He sat Dean down in the chair as he spoke. "Confused about what and since when do you used endearments when referring to me... You call the Impala baby but," he had to chuckle. "Never me."

[immortalwin]

"About what's happening," he finally snaps out o his sleepy haze and really looked at Sam. "How about what the fuck happened to your hair?!"

[second_son83]

Well that screech was a wake up call that was for damn sure. His hair? Hs hair was fine. And now Dean was on the receiving end of a classic bitch-face. "Dean... I know you don't like my hair this way... But do you really need to yell about it. Now get your shit together, okay?" He turned to walk away from Dean.

[immortalwin]

"No, it was different last night," he whined a little in the back of his throat and tried to pull Sam close again to wrap his arms around the other man's waist. "Baby please, just tell me what's going on. I don't like this."

[second_son83]

He awkwardly let Dean hug him, frowning gently. "Dean... Stop calling me baby... It's starting to creep me out." Sam tried to pull back from his brother slowly. "Just relax and just... Have something to drink."

[immortalwin]

"I...why am I creeping you out?" He frowned slightly, trying to figure out what the hell. "And I'm not hungy, okay? Just...confused cause the last fucking thing I remember we were in our bed at Nate's and now we're...I don't even know where sleeping on the floor. Just trying to figure out what the fuck is happening."

[second_son83]

Sam shook his head and took a step back from his obviously freaked out brother. Dean saying that drinking was food was almost normal. It was everything else that was scaring him, like making up new people and places... And calling him 'baby'.. "You're freaking me out cause you're holding on to me, calling me baby and... Did you say our bed? Dean... We don't share a bed. What's going on... And who the fuck is Nate?"

Confused? Yes. Majorly. Maybe... Maybe this was just a dream or Dean had gone somewhere and this was just Lucifer fucking wi him again? Seeing things was getting worse but they usually had to do with something that was going on around him. This was compltely random and came out of the blue.