Two men are sitting in a booth of a diner, eating together and talking. A young woman sits outside in a '67 Chevy Impala, waiting for them. They're Winchesters - Brothers - Sammy and Dean Winchester. Speaking about another monster, they were quiet, not wanting to cause a scene if someone overheard them. I, the young woman mentioned earlier, was sitting there quietly. In their car. Because they made me stay there. Why? Because apparently they didn't want me to be 'overly loud' like last time. I sighed and got out of the car, marching my way into the diner. I sat next to Sam and sighed, crossing my arms, "You are aware that you could be arrested for leaving a minor alone in a car for a certain amount of time, correct? I could crash it into-" Dean had cut me off.
"First of all," he wagged his finger at me as he spoke, "Baby will not be crashed into anything." he sighed as he looked from Sam, then back to me, "Second of all, you're fourteen and much smarter than you appear. You should know how to use an FBI badge."
I rolled my eyes, "Oh yeah, because every FBI agent has acne."
Sam sighed at me, "Abbie, hush. We'll get you some food then get out of here, alright? We have a Djinn to catch and kill."
Prompt from here~
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| Team Free Will: November 2012 |
