my_sam_dean (my_sam_dean) wrote in mission_insane,

Winchester Garage and Singer Salvage, Part 6A

Title  Winchester Garage and Singer Salvage, Part 6A
Author  my_sam_dean
Claim  Dean Winchester
Rating  R
Disclaimer  I don't own the boys, I just wish I did!
Summary  Sam and Dean go on a hunt.
Table/Prompt  Emotions Table/Prompt #3 - Joy

The boys were up early for breakfast and eager to go. Bobby made sure they had a good meal, all the information he'd found, and that their minds were on hunting before they left. The girls were in their bedrooms, having already said their goodbyes. Bobby stood on the porch and waved as he watched the Impala drive off.


Kylee came down a short time later and her eyes were red.

"What's wrong?" Bobby asked, thinking it was because Dean had left.

"Just my family pulling more crap."

"Like what?"

"They think Dean and I are living in sin because we didn't get married in a church. Even though we were married by the same pastor. It's just one of their guilt trips. I'm sure the way our wedding went made them lose face."

"But did you like your wedding?" Bobby asked.

"I loved it," Kylee smiled. "Dean asked me if I wanted to leave him because he's caused some of the issues with my family. I told him 'no'. He reminded me that I have a new family now and they'll love me unconditionally. That's all I needed to hear."

"I'm glad," Bobby gave her a hug.

Kylee ate and went out to the garage.

Tasha came down next, grabbed a quick breakfast and left for work. She just breezed through the kitchen.

That left Abby. Bobby knew the next few days might be hard on her.


"Isn't this great?" Dean's smile was huge. "Fresh air, great tunes and an open road for my baby."

"I've missed this," Sam admitted. "I know I'll also miss Abby while we're gone."

"Me, too," Dean agreed. "I'll miss Kylee, I mean. She gave me one hell of a sendoff last night. She had this sexy, see-through thing that she was wearing, and--"

"Dean, I don't need to hear about your sex life."

"That's not what I'm getting at, Sam. All those one-nighters, they might have had some frilly underlings, but never something like what Kylee was wearing." Dean turned to look at Sam, "I guess you have to be married to get the good stuff."

"Guess so," Sam wasn't offering up any details of his bedroom. Sam thought it was an odd way for Dean to describe marriage, but that was just Dean's way.

Sam's phone rang.

"Already?" Dean seemed shocked.

"I love you, Abby. How are you doing?" Sam answered, knowing he'd get an earful.

"Bobby came in and hooked up the monitor. I just turned it off so I could call you in private."

"Okay," Sam wasn't sure what was required of him at this point.

"Bobby and Kylee are at the garage. Tasha's already at work. I'm all by myself and you aren't here to keep me company."

"I know, honey," Sam knew what to say this time. "That's why I put some books on the dresser that I thought you might like to read. I even found a baby name one."


"It's an old one that was stuffed in Bobby's library so it won't have the most hip names."

"I don't like hip names anyway. I feel better now, Sam. I'll have a list of names for us to review when you get back."

"Sounds good, Abby. I miss you."

"I miss you, too."

"I love you," Sam softened his voice. "I'll call you tonight and you can call me anytime."

"I love you, Sam."

Sam shut his phone and Dean asked, "What was that about?"

"She misses me," Sam smiled.

"So what's the new catastrophe in Abby's world?"

"Don't be like that, Dean. She was just feeling alone. I found an old baby name book in the library. That should keep her busy for awhile."

"Have you thought about names?" Dean asked.

Sam shook his head. "I'm too concerned about her weight to move ahead to baby names."

"Is she still losing weight?"

"No. That's stopped. I am hoping it will be easier from now on."

"Did you know she'd scaring Kylee out of having kids?"

"You and Kylee talk about babies?"

"Yeah, we do. Why does that surprise you?"

"No reason, Dean. It just did." Sam paused for a little bit. "What do you think of being an uncle?"

"Well, the only uncle we ever had was Uncle Bobby and he was cool. So, I think I'll like it."


Bobby heard when Abby shut the monitor off but he didn’t panic. After a few minutes, it was back on and he could hear Abby turning the pages of a book.

Bobby hadn’t realized what a great mechanic Kylee was until it was just the two of them. Dang if that girl didn’t know cars. Bobby was proud of her and told her so.

Kylee’s face beamed when she smiled.


“Did you want to drive?” Dean asked at their first gas stop.

Sam shook his head. “I want to look a couple things up while we’re on the road. Maybe I will save us time so we can get home sooner.”

Dean just nodded. He’d only asked Sam to be polite. Dean wanted to drive the whole way himself.


They pulled into town in the early evening. They grabbed some grub and headed to the motel. Once they walked in, they were reminded of what a nice home they had with Bobby. Just the decor made them want to puke. The beds were almost unbearable. Or, maybe they couldn’t sleep because their wives weren’t lying beside them.

Each of them had called home before going to bed. Kylee told Dean how Bobby said he was proud of her. That, in turn, made Dean proud, too.

Sam’s call with Abby had been harder. She was getting upset and Sam didn’t want to hang up when she was crying. He heard the door open and Bobby took the phone from Abby.

“She’ll be fine, Sam,” Bobby’s voice was calming. “We’ll just sit up and visit for awhile and then she’ll feel better.”

“Just take good care of her,” Sam was regretting leaving.

“You know I will. Have a safe trip.”

“Thanks, Bobby. For everything.”

“Don’t mention it.”

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