Leah had only been back in town for a few hours and thankfully, the problems of the town hadn’t yet made it back into the forefront of her mind which allowed her to enjoy another successful hunt. A wendigo two towns over had occupied her for a couple of days and she had been out of town, it some ways it had done her some good but she had been anxious to get back, worried that she was missing something big going down. It seemed she hadn’t but she was still anxious to see a familiar face and catch up on the last few days she had been gone.
As the thought entered her mind the sight of a familiar black impala caused her to smirk and pause. She quickly made her way over to the car and tapped on the window, flashing Dean a grin as she watched him jump. As he rolled down the window she crouched down and rested her hands on top of the glass. “Hey handsome. Funnily enough I was hoping I’d run into you and here you are.”
“Oh, complimenting me now are we? Hop in.” Dean winked as he unlocked the passenger side for her to open. He tapped an unknown beat on the steering wheel as he waited for her to climb in. His ears were quickly surveying each sound and separating them into dangerous or common. While his ears did that, his eyes surveyed the parking lot he was in. Concluding that it was all safe he turned his attention to Leah. “So what’s new?”
Leah chuckled softly and gave a small shrug of her shoulders. “Count yourself lucky, I’m not this nice to everyone.” She joked, winking quickly before she straightened up and made her way around to the other side of the car.
She slid into the passenger seat, closed the door behind her and turned to Dean with a smile. “Not much, been out of town on a job. Was going to ask you the same question actually. Have I missed much?”
(Source: saigo-made)
Dean was angry and stressed. The events of the last few days had left him on edge and he needed to calm down, even for a bit. He was sitting in his Impala, the leather seats’ smell drifting up through his nostils and acting like therapy to his tense nerves. A knock on the car window snapped him back into focus. Unrolling the window he saw a familiar face. “Leah.” A smile lit up his face.
Leah had only been back in town for a few hours and thankfully, the problems of the town hadn’t yet made it back into the forefront of her mind which allowed her to enjoy another successful hunt. A wendigo two towns over had occupied her for a couple of days and she had been out of town, it some ways it had done her some good but she had been anxious to get back, worried that she was missing something big going down. It seemed she hadn’t but she was still anxious to see a familiar face and catch up on the last few days she had been gone.
As the thought entered her mind the sight of a familiar black impala caused her to smirk and pause. She quickly made her way over to the car and tapped on the window, flashing Dean a grin as she watched him jump. As he rolled down the window she crouched down and rested her hands on top of the glass. “Hey handsome. Funnily enough I was hoping I’d run into you and here you are.”
Yeah it did. Anyway, his name is Cas. Or Castiel if you want to get all formal. He’s great, nothing at all like all those other dickass angels, so try to be nice?
If he’s not the same as the others then it’s all good with me.
Hey! I am nice.
(Source: leahthehunter, via deantheoldestbrother)
Which part? Hell or having an angel as a buttbuddy?
Well, of course hell isn’t funny. The angel buttbuddy thing was but hell kinda put a bad spin on it.
(Source: leahthehunter, via deantheoldestbrother)
You’ve been warned. That’s the best I can do. Lucky for me, at least now I can say I tried. You can do what you wish. I’m beyond caring about you self-righteous little animals.
Right… Not even going to justify that with an answer.
Yeah..hey, it’s not funny! Don’t be laughing!
..It’s a little funny.
(Source: leahthehunter, via deantheoldestbrother)
Like I said, I don’t think I’m superior to anyone. I’m just trying to do my job, maybe you should stop worrying about me and do the same.
And yet you still act like it. Your job is going to get you killed in this town, you are in over your head. Is that not sinking in?
I don’t act like it at all. And I don’t quit jobs, I stay till they’re finished. Besides, I’ve been told I’m done for many, many times before.
Yeah..you could say that. Uh, he’s the one that saved me from Hell. He says we have a bond, but that’s … weird..
Right.. well. That’s.. new?
(Source: leahthehunter, via deantheoldestbrother)
