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funkywerks · 5 years ago

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Things I Know About Airplanes Part 1:

First things first !

There are just some things you cannot control. So let go of that perfect travel itinerary. Air travel is made possible by so many factors its impossible that on everyday in every way everything goes perfect !

Is air travel safe ? Absolutely. Is airtravel convenient? HELL YAH. Is airtravel fun, cheap or relaxing? Go fish . So remember unless you want to swim , walk , or drive to your destination This airplane business is overall pretty cool.

I would have titled this post “ tips to make you a better traveler” , but that would mean that I deem myself queen supreme of all sky travel ever.

( and there is nothing that grinds my gears like a couple people calling themselves world travelers after their cruise to Cabo on spring break ). So this is just based on what I know as a flight attendant .

the plane will ( and I cannot stress this enough ) NOT , wait for you.

- SORRY !!!!! If you’re late the plane will not wait for you. If you miss your connection the plane will not wait for you. Let go. Stop stressing. I know this is a hard pill to swallow. You got this. Stop yelling at airport or airline staff because no matter what we do ( NO MATTER WHAT WE DO aka WE CANT DO ANYTHING) if we are delayed aka late or if you are late, Your plane is gone. THE PLANE WILL LEAVE AT THE TIME IT SAID IT WOULD. Much like you committed to being there at that time. I don’t make the rules. The rules pay me to be at work on time & here I am.

Why can’t the plane wait for you?

The world doesn’t revolve around you. How many more delays would you have caused if every time you were late for a connection or a flight , if it waited only for you. Just you. Did you ever think about the other 200 people trying to get to their connections. & maybe you haven’t thought of anyone else. BUT TODAY IS THE DAY YOU START. If you really wanna brain storm you can also think about the flight that needs your aircraft after you THOSE PEOPLE TOO . So just think about others. Bad weather ? Can’t go . Broken airplane ? Good thing we have awesome pilots and mechanics that can detect such dangers. No airplane ? Come on! you’re smarter than this. Stop being upset about it. Nothing you can do. Rebook your flight. Sleep in the airport if you have too or buy a hotel if you REALLY have to. Swallow your pride. You can travel across the country in less than 5 hours in a supersonic tin that sometimes has WiFi and movies ( more about that later ). Life is good.

Tip from a flight attendant, my personal fav , I swear by it:

Book the earliest flight you can. Like 5 am early!!!!! You are less likely to be delayed in the morning. There is less air traffic and the airplanes come from the hangers after being serviced overnight. If anything goes wrong you have time for a back up plan. Not being a “morning person “ is a lame excuse for an adult human these days . ok .

I’m honestly not sure if I’m giving airplane advice or just life advice at this point tbh. Moving on !!!!

2. Headphones and other things you forgot to pack.

Ok so. I’m for sure not about to tell you how to pack the perfect carry on because there is no such thing ( don’t let any YouTuber tell you so ) But I can tell you about the common items that people forget to bring with them on airplanes

( based on multiple true stories )

- headphoneS / MULTIPLE PAIRS / meaning the ones for your phone ( Bluetooth or lighting port AND the old regular ones ) if the airplane gods smile upon you the day of your flight , you might have inflight entertainment WOW free movies in your seat back! that’s insane right . ( especially since you’re paying for transportation and not to be entertained ) but if you forget the regular headphones, you can’t watch them ! I always also download other movies to my phone or tablet as well just Incase.

- A blanket or jacket. It’s true ! Breaking news ! not all airplanes supply blankets. Flight attendants get asked all day long multiple times if we have “ any extra blankets , it’s so cold in here “ so. Wear a jacket & closed toed shoes ?. Flight attendants have minimal control over the temperatures. Why did you wear shorts and sandals? YOU KNOW AIRPLANES GET COLD. Just like movie theaters are cold. You never ask someone at the concession stand to warm up your theater. This isn’t a house it’s an airplane. My airplane outfit is always nice jeans, plain tee, socks , vans and a jacket. Always. I will swear by it, I’m always the right temperature.

- Portable charger bank. This ones lame and I hate it. Not all airplanes have charging outlets. And it sucks I know. I work there. Can you imagine walking into work and there being no outlets. Well I feel your pain on this one. All of the airplanes are random. Some airbus models have screens and WiFi and chargers. And some have none. Luck of the draw. If you cannot find the charger in your immediate area. A flight attendant cannot make one for you. Be smart ! bring a portable charger bank. If the airplane is and old Boeing 767 ( super random plane we use for some Europe routes and select domestic ) it has cigarette lighter chargers ( like in old cars ) in some rows **** . Just bring a portable charger and avoid landing in a foreign country without access to information. Save yourself.

- SNACKS why do so many people overlook the importance of the airplane snack. Unless your flight is over 3 hours food will not even be available for purchase. And over 3 hours the food is expensive and mediocre. Complimentary meals are only served on long haul international or routes Jfk - SFO JFK - LAx and JFK - San ( direct ) . So airplane snacks are important. I usually get 2 choices . Something to munch on while watching my movie and one snack that actually is a meal. For example : I bring sunflower seeds and a Pb and j. Or if I’m feeling extra !!! : a quick bacon egg and cheese from the airport Starbucks, large venti ice coffee and Chex mix. You get the idea. It’s an airplane not a kitchen. It’s like a sky bodega. Don’t be unhappy. bring your own stuff. Especially if you’re vegan, or allergic to everything. PLEASE I BEG YOU! DONT BE THE FITNESS GURU WHO NEEDS MORE GRASS FED PROTEIN AT 38000 FEET. ( actually happened to me ) oh also people say that airplane coffee isn’t safe? Because of the water tanks. The Jury is still out on that: I will be your personal lab rat , I drink multiple cups of airplane coffee in one sitting. Make your assumptions and opinions. I will stay warm and caffeinated.

3. Hacks and tricks . Ok so we’re getting to the good stuff. I’m about to tell you the easiest way to be offered a free drink , snack , or in general special treatment on the airplane. Are you ready !? BE SUPER NICE AND PERSONABLE. Ok not exactly rocket science but seriously the SECOND you mumble under your breath, say something rude, get an attitude, look unsettled, or be annoying in the galley. You might as well kiss your chances of getting any special treatment goodbye. ( one person does something , the entire crew knows about it. rude passengers will not be rewarded . Being rude to airline staff never works . I’ve never seen it work) airline staff will most of the time reward good behavior. Wow are we back in pre-k? Or what. Ok now something more tangible . -BRING THE FLIGHT STAFF SMALL GIFTS. Most airplanes have 4 flight attendants on board. International has 12. If you walk on board and say “ hi I’m ______ seated in 23a ( whatever your seat may be ) I brought these for the flight attendants” almost 10/10 times we love it and tell the whole crew to take care of that person specifically. This is important : *You will probably have a flight attendant ask you “ thank you for the gift. do you need anything ? “* and that is your go to time !!!! That’s your time to shine !!!!!! If you want a free drink or snack !!!! Ask now!!!!!!!!!!! This is a real thing and it really works. Small gifts include : individually rapped candies, hand sanitizer, a pack of pens, any kind of snacks at all , a 4 pack of Red Bull/espresso 4 little bags of mnms,donuts or munchkins from Dunkin’ Donuts. Honestly it doesn’t have to be big or expensive! If you show up to your flight on time AND you’re nice to the flight attendants. Just wow . Doing better than 99% of anyone else on airplanes. Go you . If you are a high maintenance flyer this is your go to move to get on the good side of everyone on the crew. Or buy a first class seat ok ? A smile and some donuts go a long way. DO YOU WANT FREE WIFI ? Me too but unfortunately most of the time the WiFi is expensive and not at all free . BUT after take off if you connect to WiFi and the WiFi connection is sourced by the company “gogoinflight” ( you’ll know cause that’s what it’s called in your settings when you connect to WiFi ) I do have a trick. Gogoinflight is a company that sources WiFi for major airlines, if you have T-Mobile ( or if you know someone with a T-Mobile phone number *****) you can enter your phone number and boom free WiFi for an hour. FREE BEER AND WINE - actually free - on international routes ( not Caribbean) don’t be a jerk ! It’s an airplane not a bar. You’re an adult you know you can’t act drunk on airplanes. It’s actually VERY frowned upon and personal CAN call security on you. If you can’t drink 2 glasses of wine on the ground without dancing on the table , you can’t on the airplane. Oh and TRUST me I’ve seen the light while yaking in the airplane bathroom and THAT MY FRIEND!!!! will not be my final destination!!!

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fangirlhaley · 7 years ago

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Haley and Bree’s Supernatural Adventures: How They Started Hunting

A/N: Okay! So @familybusinesswritingbro and I are experts at thinking up scenarios in our heads. So of course, since both of us are in the SPN fandom, we started making up fic ideas for if we ever teamed up with the Winchesters. I had these posted on Wattpad but have decided to transfer them onto here because, well, this site is amazing. Here is part one of this compilation that has no order to it whatsoever. Enjoy.

"Listen. If you would have just let me read the map when we stopped for gas back, there we wouldn't be lost in the middle of nowhere."

"The phone GPS works just fine." Bree stated, taking the crinkled and weathered road atlas from Haley's hands and throwing it to the backseat of the black Jeep. Haley glanced over, giving Bree that look. The look of annoyance that bored holes into the side of her face until Haley finally decided to turn her attention back out the window to watch the passing scenery. It was Bree's car so if she wanted to get it lost in the middle of god damn no where Haley was going to let her and laugh when they GPS took them the wrong way. It wouldn't be the first time that it had happened. "It always works. It's fine."

"Always works," Haley repeats the words with a scoff. "Last week you got us lost somehow three hours off the main road. Just let me read you the map." She says and reaches for the crumpled paper in the backseat.

Neither of them were quite sure how they got to this point. They weren't related but might as well be. Sisters really, after years of friendship. They considered each other family. Probably now more than ever.

The adventure began as a road trip across the country with the two of them. A well-deserved college graduation present is what Haley called it and it was Bree's idea to begin with. It was also her car, so Haley was along for the ride. The road trip was full of fun and laughter and drinking and good times. At this point, they had made it to the southern states and the western ones and coming back through the northern states to hit all the places in between that they wanted to see.

Michigan was the destination for the night. A place to lay their heads down for the night in a motel room to get rested up for the car drive the next day. 7:00 rolled around and the car pulled to a stop in front of a bar and again Haley gave Bree the look.

"Come on. I'm exhausted. I just want to go to the room and go to sleep." She complained and rested her head against the back of the passenger seat.

"God. Do you have to literally do this every time?" Bree says, taking the keys out of the ignition.

"I don't do this every time." Haley says defensively as she takes off the seatbelt. "I'm just tired."

"I'm just tired." Bree responds back in a mocking tone. "Literally I just need you to try to have a little bit of fun. It's a Friday. The start of the weekend."

"Every day of our lives right now is a weekend technically."

"You know, I hate it when you pull that 'technically' bullshit on me."

The door shut, and Haley had no choice but to get out of the car as well.

"Okay fine but I'm putting a 3-drink limit on you tonight and that's pushing it." Haley said as she took the keys from Bree's hand even though she protested it.

"That's not even enough for me to have fun." She pouted as they walked into the bar.

The building was dingy, and the low lighting made for the shady characters inside to look even shadier. Haley was never sure of these places, but Bree somehow always assured her that it would be okay. Even if the atmosphere had murder written all over it. The building was packed but that seemed normal for a Friday night. Bree did her normal confident stride up to the bar, ordering a drink for both her and Haley over the loud music of the live band that was playing on the opposite end of the building.

"Hey, I forgot my phone out in the car, I'm going to go get it." Haley said over the loud music and Bree nodded in acceptance.

"I'll find us a table." She said before Haley disappeared through the sea of drunken bodies.

Bree bumped into a few people, causing a groan of annoyance to escape her lips as she spilled a few drops of the drinks onto her arm and her shoes. These people were drunken idiots though who she really didn't feel like fighting with tonight. That is, until the last person bumped into her and caused her drink to go down the front of her shirt, staining the fabric more than likely. Another huff escaped her lips as she glared at the back of whoever bumped into her.

"Would it kill you to watch where you're going?" Bree snapped, trying to wipe the liquor off the front of her shirt.

"Would it kill you to take a less crowded route to a table?" The man's voice asked as he turned around finally.

He was average height for a guy but shorter than most of the others in the bar that Bree could see. It was hard to see in the low lighting, but his face was littered with barely-there light freckles. His green eyes sparkled an emerald color that cut through Bree like knives. She didn't know whether she should punch him in the face or kiss him. His dark blonde hair was brushed up and out of his face and short. Bree rolled her eyes and looked up at the man. "But if you would sit and have a drink with me then maybe I'd forgive you." He said with a slight smirk on his lips which causes Bree to roll her eyes yet again.

"Yeah in your dreams." She says and turns away, keeping her tough front up. The man's expression fell, and he quickly stepped around to be standing in front of her again.

"No...no wait." He sighed. "Let me get you another drink...since I made you spill yours." He says. "I'm Dean, by the way." He introduced, and Bree was quiet for a while before agreeing to go sit by the bar with him.

"What brings you alone to Ann Arbor?" He asked, motioning for the bartender to bring them two drinks.

Bree looks at Dean and then to the door of the bar, looking for Haley. "Oh, I'm not here alone," she shakes her head. "I'm here with my friend." She says, looking back at Dean. "She's like family. She's like my sister. Her and I are on a road trip across the country." She explains and thanks the bartender as she brings the drinks to the table. Dean nods and puts the beer bottle to his lips, taking a drink as he listens.

"I'm here with my brother, Sam, we're on a road trip across the country too actually." Dean says. "He's here somewhere. Who knows." He shrugs and leans onto the table a bit to look at Bree with the same smirk as before. Bree rolls her eyes again and looks back at the door. Where was Haley? It's been like 20 minutes and she's still not back inside.

"You know, your little flirty personality won't work with me, right?" Bree says to Dean even though it kind of was. "I've seen plenty of guys like you at places like this."

"What's that supposed to mean?" Dean frowns and follows her gaze to the door. "And why do you keep looking at the door like you're waiting for someone?"

"Haley should have been back inside by now," She frowns, ignoring the first part of his question as she gets up from the table.

"Hey...hey whoa, whoa, whoa," Dean says, grabbing onto Bree's arm gently to turn her around to face him. "You can't just walk out there it's dark outside. Have you never watched a horror movie?"

"Horror movies aren't real." She says with a scoff, pulling her arm away from his grip.

"Yeah, I beg to differ." Dean adds, patting her shoulder before walking to the door and Bree follows behind, grabbing onto his shoulder like he did hers.

"How am I supposed to trust you? You're awfully adamant on going out there by yourself. How do I know you're not going to hurt her if you find her out there at the car?" Bree protests, stepping in front of him and out the door. Dean follows close behind, messing with the gun that was tucked into the belt of his jeans to make sure it was still there.

"Because I'm the good guy in this situation." Dean explains with an eye roll. "Now would you just get behind me?"

"Listen Dean. I really hate to break this to you, but I can handle myself, okay? And I can handle taking care of my friend," Bree says, getting annoyed with his orders. "I'm not a girl who is going to fall at your damn feet and beg for you to save me because I don't need it." She says, pulling out a knife from her pocket incase anyone tried anything, including Dean. He appreciated it though. Bree was one of the first people he had met who didn't rely on him for help. She was hunter material for sure. The two approached the black Jeep that was parked in front of the bar but there was no sign of Haley. "Shit..." Bree mumbles, picking up Haley's cellphone that was laying on the pavement by the tire. There were scratches deep in the black paint of the Jeep and red stains on the pavement that Bree didn't want to believe was blood, but she knew it was. Immediately, she turned to Dean. "What did you do?!" She demands, throwing him back against the Jeep and holding him there. For her size, she was strong.

"Hey!" Dean frowns, holding his hands up in defense. "Listen, bitch. I didn't do anything to your friend and I suggest you let me go because I can probably help." He says, and Bree holds him there for a bit longer before letting go of his shirt and stepping away. Dean straightens out his shirt and sighs, taking his cell phone out of his pocket. "Let me call Sam and find out where he is and then we'll go from there." He explains, holding the cellphone to his ear.

Bree was worried and that was an understatement. What if Haley was dead? She didn't even want to come in the first place she just wanted to go to the motel and go to sleep and now she was missing in the cold without her phone even to call for help.

"Dammit Sam, pick up." He mutters into the receiver for the fifth time before closing it shut and running his hand through his hair. He turns back to Bree. Dean glances down at the small amount of blood on the pavement. "Listen just...follow me, okay? In your car." Dean says, fishing his keys out of his pocket. "I have an idea of where both of them might be."

"Haley has my keys," Bree frowns.

Dean gives her a look, rolling his eyes.

"Okay fine come with me," He says, walking across the lot to a black 1967 Chevy Impala. He unlocks the doors and gets in the driver side. "This is Baby and if you hurt her I swear I'll drop you on the side of the road and not look back." He says, and Bree puts her hands up in defense as she gets in the passenger side of the car. "Sam and I have GPS tracking on our phones for when things like this happen." He says, starting the engine and handing Bree the cell phone for her to read off the directions.

"For when things like this happen?" Bree asks, looking down at the illuminated screen. "Like this shit happens regularly?"

"Yeah, I'll explain later." He says, throwing his hand over the seat and looking out the back window to back out of the parking space.

"No. You'll explain now." Bree says in her usual annoyed tone. She didn't like surprises. Especially from someone as shady as Dean was acting.

"Fine." He mumbles, turning out onto the main road and the tires squeal against the pavement. "My brother and I are hunters."

"Like Elk and shit or what? How does that explain anything you've said?" Bree snaps.

"No like the boogeyman and demons." Dean says and that shuts Bree up quickly.

"You expect me to believe that?" She says after a while of silence and for once she was in the passenger seat watching the scenery pass by which made Bree worry more about Haley and mess with the hem of the shirt she was wearing.

"No, I just expect you to trust me that I know what I'm doing."

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The buzzing and vibrating of a cellphone is what woke Haley up from her unconsciousness. It started with her just opening her eyes and everything was distorted. A few blinks later and she was coming to, hearing a voice across the room from her sounding frantic.

"Hey. Hey!" The man's voice said, and Haley opened her eyes all the way. Her head had a pounding pain in it. She didn't know where she was or how she got her but from the blood on her shirt and her hands tied above her head she could tell this wasn't good.

"W-Where am I? Who are you?" She asks, blinking her eyes again and starting to struggle in the standing position she was in. Her wrists were sore and red from the rope and she tried to focus in on the guy who was across the room. He was also tied the way she was, and he looked like he had been in a fight.

"Listen. We're going to get you out of here." He says. "We're going to get out. Don't worry. What's your name?"

"I-I'm Haley. Who are you?" She asks again. "Where are we at?"

"I'm Sam," He says, moving his wrists a bit in the rope as he was tied the same way she was, but he was much further along on getting out than what Haley was. She felt sick almost and the smell of her own blood on her skin and clothing didn't help anything at all. Finally, the rope snapped from his wrists and he rubbed the red skin gently before rushing over to Haley. "Listen, just stay with me okay? Keep your eyes open and look at me." Sam says, messing with the rope a bit. Haley was again falling in and out of consciousness and Sam figured that it was probably from the amount of blood she had lost.

Sam had no idea what he was dealing with here really. All he knew was he was at the impala, making a phone call to Cas back at the bunker about the case they were working in Ann Arbor, Michigan and the next he was waking up in this dark place.

After cutting a few of the strings on the rope, Haley's wrists were free, and she fell forward into Sam who caught her quickly, so she didn't fall to the ground.

"Hey...Hey come on, stay with me. We're going to get out of here." He assures her, taking off his green jacket and wrapping it around her shoulders before gently sitting her against one of the support beams nearby. The rustling in the darkness of the cold cave gave him no reassurance that something good was coming out of this situation. Where was his older brother when he needed him? They had been working this case for a few days now on missing people in the area and all the signs that Sam researched had pointed to Wendigo. He had a knife on him. A knife and his gun. Wendigos could only be killed with fire which meant that he had to find some and find some fast. The vibrating of his cell phone on the ground a few feet away gave him hope that maybe it was Dean calling to find out where he was. Sam was right when he picked up and Dean's voice answered on the other line.

"Sam where the hell are you? What's going on?"

"Dean. Remember that lead we had on a Wendigo? Yeah I think I found where it's been staying." Sam says, covering his nose with the crook of his elbow at the smell of the rotting leftover human flesh in the enclosure. "Do you have my location on your GPS?" He asks. "I have a girl here too that I found."

"Yeah...and I have her friend. We're headed over there now just...stay safe...Both of you." Dean says before hanging up and handing the phone back to Bree who was watching him rather nervously.

"Sam has your friend. She's alive but unconscious right now. She's going to be safe so don't worry about her." Dean mumbles. "We're dealing with a Wendigo."

"A what?"

"Wendigo. Humanlike creatures that feed off human flesh. They're lovely." Dean says sarcastically, turning down a grown over road and stopping at a fence that was across the path. "They like places like caves or mines." He says, getting out of the car and walking to unlock the trunk. "I'd assume there are some on that nature preserve that the GPS lead us to and that's where we'll find your friend and my brother." He adds, and the trunk pops open, causing Bree's jaw to drop. It was an arsenal. Literally an arsenal in his trunk. "They're killed by fire. Have you used a torch before?" He asks, and Bree's eyes widened.

"No but I'd love to." She says with a wicked smile forming across her face. Dean was hesitant but handed her the flame thrower weapon. "If you see the son of a bitch, torch it. No time for second guesses or thinking." He explains and Bree nods. Dean grabs his weapon and closes the trunk before the two hike off down the path.

Sam had managed to carry Haley safely out of the dark cave and he had propped her up against a tree just at the edge, wrapping his jacket around her again tighter. He paced back and forth, stopping suddenly when a low growl could be heard coming out of the opening of the cave. He took in a shaky breath and swallowed hard, pulling his gun out of his belt and drawing it in hopes that the bullets would slow down whatever would be coming after the two of them. Lucky for Sam though, footsteps behind him caused him to turn around and Dean appeared out of the thick brush.

"Sammy?" Dean sighs. "Are you hurt? You good?" He asks, pulling him into a hug.

"Yeah, Yeah I'm fine." He nods and glances back at Haley who was still propped up asleep against the tree. Sam glances over at Bree and she looks away back at Haley and it was obvious that she was worried to see her friend in a condition like this. "You two have this under control? I'll take her back to the car." Sam suggests and scoops Haley up in his arms gently. Dean nods in agreement before tossing him the keys to the impala and Bree just watches closely.

"Don't hurt her. She's like family." Bree warns and Sam nods to show that he understands before disappearing down the path.

The low growl comes out of the cave again and Dean nods to Bree as if to tell her to get ready as they enter. Dean was somehow balancing the weapon and a flashlight and Bree couldn't help but watch him in wonder. He wasn't all that bad and the two had bonded over their music tastes on the car ride here.

Suddenly, the low growl turned into a louder one and the darkness turned into a figure headed for the two of them. Dean fired his flare gun quickly at the creature but missed, the flare ricocheting off the cave walls. The creature was hideous, and it went after Dean, knocking him to the ground which caused Bree to act out in defense, firing one of the flares from the gun at the creature but she missed as well, the flare only scaring it away briefly. She rushed over to Dean, helping him up and handing him the gun back.

"Behind you!" She warns, and he turns, missing the shot again as the creature ran but not fast enough for Bree to not get a shot on it, the Wendigo falling as it was hit by the flame and soon enough it was gone. Dean watched in flat out awe as she hit the creature perfectly on only the second round of fire. Bree turns back around with a smile wide on her face at how proud she was of the kill. Her smile fades though as she turns to see that Dean's forehead was bleeding slightly from the attack. "Are you okay?" She frowns, her protective instincts coming out as she wipes the blood away gently.

"Bree that was.... That was amazing. You were amazing..." He admits, looking back at the creature dead on the cave floor.

She shrugs, "I don't like seeing people I care about getting hurt." She mumbles, grabbing the flashlight that he had dropped in the fight. "Let's go...Haley looked pretty beaten up we need to get her some help." She says.

"Have you considered hunting?" Dean asks as he walks down the path with Bree. "That was amazing. Really. I've never seen someone down a monster that fast on their first try at this."

"I didn't even know hunting was a thing until you told me about it." She points out and was determined to get back to the impala to make sure her friend was okay. The hike was relatively short and by the time they got back to the car, Sam was wrapping up some of Haley's wounds and she was still unconscious sitting against the tire.

"She needs blood." Sam says with a sigh. "We need to get her to the hospital just for the night." He adds, picking her up and putting her into the backseat of the Impala.

"Thank you for taking care of her." Bree says, touching Sam's shoulder gently and smiling weakly at him as he returns the expression back to her before getting in the backseat with Haley. Dean raises an eyebrow as Sam always sat in the front seat even when someone was in the back, but he didn't question it. Dean opened the drivers side door and slid in and Sam tossed him the keys as he started the engine up. Bree slid in the passenger seat, looking over at Dean. "You know, if I take up hunting, I'll need a good teacher." Bree says with a bit of a smirk on her lips and Dean pulls back out onto the main road.

"Well, considering Sam has been back there making his lover-boy eyes at your friend, I'm sure he wouldn't be opposed to me showing you some of the tricks of the job." Dean says, and Sam looks up and meet's Dean's eyes in the rearview mirror with a glare of annoyance and embarrassment at what he said. Haley was leaned against his shoulder and Sam was leaning against the window, his jacket still draped over her shoulders.

"I don't know, what if I end up getting better than you because I mean, we all know it's bound to happen. Did you see what I did back there?" Bree says with and looks over at Dean with a laugh which causes him to roll his eyes.

"I can see this is going to be a very long and tiring next few months." He mumbles as he turns up the radio on the car and continues to drive down the moonlit two-lane road with Bree laughing in the passenger seat and Sam and Haley asleep against each other in the back.

A very tiring, but very worth it, next few months.

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