Supernatural Fan Fiction ❯ Kashmir ❯ 6: Complexity ( Chapter 6 )

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6: Complexity - The Eagles of Death Metal

By six in the morning, the group of hunters were pulling out of the bunker's garage, heading south. While the drive was already going to be long, her pounding headache was only making it worse. She wore her darkest sunglasses and took something to ease the pain, but her hangover still persisted. However, no matter how bad she felt, she couldn't bring herself to regret the previous night. She still couldn't believe she had made a move on the eldest Winchester. A grin spread across her face at the hazy memory.

A few car lengths ahead of her, tension between the brothers was brewing. Sam was getting too much enjoyment from torturing Dean for details about the previous night and what he was thinking. Dean, on the other hand, was being as tight lipped as possible, which only made Sam press further.

“Dude, you seriously didn't sleep with her?”

“For the last time Sammy, no. I did not sleep with her. Now can we just drop it?”

Dean's frustration was at its peak. Sam had been on him for the last three hours, asking for details and pushing him to consider things he wasn't quite ready to admit.

“Why not? I mean, it's obvious that your attracted to each other… not to mention the little show she put on at the bar.”

“I dunno dude, bad timing? Look, just let this go. If not, you can go ride with her. I'm done talking about it.”

“Jerk.”

“Bitch.”

A silence fell over the pair until Dean pulled off the interstate and made his way to the nearest gas station. He had to get a break from Sam, and he needed to think.

Kat pulled up next to the Impala just in time to see an agitated Dean Winchester slamming his door and stomping into the small store. Sam, however, was lounging against the side of the car, pumping gas, and smiling ear to ear. She couldn't help but laugh at the brothers and wonder what was going on that had Sam so pleased with himself and Dean so on edge. Her passenger door snatching open interrupted her train of thought. On reflex, she had her 9mm Ruger pulled from the holster next to her seat and aimed at the intruder.

“Woah, princess! Is that any way to treat your favorite hunter?”

His grin and raised hands brought a smile back to her face as she giggled at his antics. She holstered the pistol before holding her own hands up in surrender.

“Sorry, Winchester. Didn't your daddy ever teach you not to sneak up on a lady who's packing?”

Dean simply laughed to himself and climbed in the passenger seat, closing the door. At her look of confusion, he handed her a fresh cup of coffee and a bottle of water. She smiled gratefully and took them, placing the water in her cup holder and taking a greedy gulp of the steaming coffee.

“Consider it a peace offering. I was hoping that Sam could ride with you for a while. He's drivin' me crazy with all the chatter.”

She laughed again, taking another sip from her coffee. Feeling bold, and a bit giddy from the kiss the night before, she decided she'd see how far she could push the older hunter.

“I don't see why not… although I wouldn't complain if you decided to ride shotgun instead. I'm sure you would make the ride much more entertaining.”

She hid her grin behind her cup as he choked out a laugh, freckled cheeks slightly tinted pink. Mentally, she was pounding her chest like King Kong for being able to pull even the slightest reaction from the eldest Winchester. He turned his emerald green gaze her direction and rolled his tongue over his full lips, leaning toward her.

“I have no doubt about that, sweetheart.”

It was her turn to suppress the blush that was threatening to spread from her cheeks to her chest. Not one to be outdone, she decided to take action. Without a word, leaning over her center console, she closed the gap between them. Her lips were a hair away from his. She could feel the warm puff of his breath and smell the coffee he had been sipping, but she made no move to make contact. She, instead, opted to hold her ground, maintain eye contact, and wait for him to make the final move.

“Ball's in your court, Winchester.”

She didn't have to wait long. His eyes slid to her lips, then snapped back up to hers. Before she could fully process his movements, one of his hands was wrapped securely in her blonde tresses, pulling her closer and molding his lips over hers.

Fully sober, his kiss was even better than she recalled. His lips were warm and soft against hers. And while he certainly dominated her, he was far from rough. From the gentle tugs of her hair to the soft nips he placed on her bottom lip, she was hyper aware of his every movement. All it took was the blaring horn of the Impala to bring reality crashing down around them.

She tried pulling away slowly, to acclimate herself to her surroundings, but Dean's grip in her hair held her in place. He pressed a final chaste kiss over her lips before releasing her and turning to glare at his baby brother through the windshield.

“Like I said, he's driving me insane.”

Kat just laughed again at the brothers and slid her hand down Dean's arm to give his hand a gentle squeeze, bringing his attention back to her.

“It's no problem… besides, I have a few questions of my own for Sammy. You should have seen him when he met Faye.”

“By all means, give'm hell. We'll stop again in a few hours, so we shouldn't be too late getting to the compound.”

She nodded in consent, as Dean climbed out of the car, he yelled from Sam to switch vehicles, pulling his hand from her grip. Moments later, Sam was sliding in the passenger seat with a broad grin plastered across his face. She simply rolled her eyes and started the engine, pulling out behind the Impala. She gave him the opportunity to speak to whatever was on his mind, but he just gave her that knowing smirk and stared at the highway. She began to get a little antsy, dying to know what Sam thought of Faye.

“So Sam, I couldn't help but notice your curiosity about Faye last night. Anything you wanna ask me?”

There was a slight pause where he visibly stiffened at the mention of her older sister. His cheeks brightened, and the corners of his mouth lifted slightly. Cutting his eyes in her direction, his smile widened as he spoke and she knew she was going to regret it.

“Can't believe you noticed much of anything besides my brother.”

“Haha, Sam… very funny, but this is about you and my sister. You're interested aren't you?”

“And you're interested in Dean.”

It was more of a statement than a question. If he wants to play hardball, fine. I'll get him to crack. She grinned at him. She wouldn't deny that the eldest Winchester certainly had her attention, but she wasn't letting Sam off the hook that easy.

“Possibly, but I asked you first. Tell you what… one question for one answer. Sound fair?”

“Fine. Yes, I'm interested. What's the deal with you and Dean?”

“Honestly… it's complicated for me, but I'm definitely interested to see where things go. What are your thoughts on Faye? When I spoke with her yesterday, she certainly clammed up when I mentioned you.”

“What did you say to her?”

She smiled to herself. Gotcha! She replayed to conversation to him and couldn't help grinning like the Cheshire Cat at his discomfort.

“You obviously caught her eye, Sammy.”

“What's she like?”

She couldn't hold back the look of sheer delight that crossed her features. She loved her sister dearly, and she would make sure she hyped Faye up to the younger Winchester. Over the next few hours they swapped stories about their siblings, their question and answer game forgotten. She knew she liked Sam, and she discovered that they shared a bond as younger siblings. Although they each had their share of issues with their older counterparts, they adored them all the same.

The conversation flowed easily and, before they realized the time, Dean was pulling off the interstate just outside Fort Smith, AR. He found a small diner, close to the interstate, for their lunch. Honestly, she was a little nervous to be around him after their earlier shenanigans and her conversation with Sam. As they exited their vehicles, Sam walked ahead to give the other two hunters a little privacy.

“So how's the ride been with Chatty Cathy?”

“Not bad, actually. I think he's more excited about getting to the compound than I am. Your little brother has a small crush on my big sister”

Dean laughed out and opened the door for her to enter the small diner, making their way to Sam, who was already seated in a booth towards the back. Dean stood to the side to allow her to slide in first. She didn't miss the cheeky smirk Sam sent her way as his brother took his place next to her. Lunch was fairly quick while the group of hunters decided on the route for the rest of the trip. As Kat snatched up the bill, the boys started to protest but she gave them a hard stare, stating it was the least she could do.

“So Sammy, where ya riddin'?”

“Actually, I was hoping Sam could drive me for a while. Still a little hungover and I wouldn't mind a nap. Besides, it's kinda nice to have someone in the car for a change”

It wasn't long after they pulled back out onto the interstate that Kat fell asleep. Sam on the other hand was taking full advantage of all the modern convenience her luxury SUV provided, especially the sound system. While he loved the Impala, it felt fantastic to drive something made in this century.

The sun was just starting to set as Kat slowly opened her eyes, reacquainting herself with her surroundings. She stretched lazily and tried to discern exactly where they were. Sam seemed to read her mind.

“Good morning, sunshine. Dean called a bit ago, and were just over an hour out. Feel up to driving the rest of the way?”

“Like a million bucks! I'll text Dean and have him pullover once we cross the river so I can lead the way.”

Sam nodded deftly as she pulled out her phone to clue Dean in. He responded with an affirmative and, once they had crossed the bridge over the Mississippi River, Dean pulled to the shoulder of the highway. Sam pulled ahead of him and climbed out of the SUV, stretching his tense muscles. As Kat made her way to the driver seat, she spotted Dean climbing out of the Impala.

“Take over Sammy, I could use a break seein' as how I'm the only one that's driven this whole God awful trip.”

Sam shook his head in the affirmative and hopped in the driver seat. She was mildly surprised when her passenger door opened and Dean climbed in, adjusting the seat. She gave him a curious look as she started the engine and pulled back out onto the highway.

“Can't believe you're letting Sam drive your baby without supervision.”

Dean barked out a laugh, and she grinned.

“Sammy can handle it. Besides, yours is a little more comfortable.”

She glanced his way as he reclined his seat, stretching his legs out in front of him.

“Oh you have no idea just how comfortable it can be, Winchester.”

A small smile played over his lips, but he didn't respond. He simply pulled one arm to cradle behind his head as he closed his eyes. The rest of the ride was quiet, but not in an annoying way. It was comfortable. Her music played low in the background as they made their way closer to her home. She was mildly disappointed that it was going to be dark by the time they arrived. She had always loved the way the main drive looked in the setting sun.

The hour passed quickly. Before long, she turned down the familiar gravel road, between towering oak trees. Dean sat up, adjusting himself and rolling his neck. As she approached the front courtyard of the mansion, she couldn't help but giggle as his eyes widened.

“Holy shit. Nice digs…”

“Thanks. Try not to get lost.”

He laughed quietly as she parked in her usual spot, directing Sam to park the Impala next to her. As they were unloading the bags, a shrill voice pierced the silence of the placid Mississippi night. She spun on her heels to catch the small body flying toward her at an almost impossible speed.

“I missed you, Mini Me! Learned any new tricks while I've been gone?”

Only as Kat sat her down did Maddie notice the two men with her. She froze, suddenly going silent. She was only able to manage a slight nod of her head as she regarded the brothers in the dim light.

“Maddie, this is Sam and Dean Winchester. Boys, this is my little cousin, Maddie.”

The brothers greeted her, but she still stood in stunned silence. Kat laughed at her discomfort, but continued helping the brothers unload everything, passing a small bag to Maddie to carry in. As they made their way up the front steps, her mother stepped out to greet them, followed closely by Faye and Michael.

“Honey! I'm so glad y'all made it safely. I know y'all must be exhausted, but there are leftovers in the kitchen and the boys' rooms are ready. I put them across the hall from you and Faye…”

She hugged her mother tightly as she continued to ramble about the accommodations for the brothers. As Chari pulled away, she regarded Sam with a big smile and a tight hug.

“Good to see you again Sam… And you must be Dean! I'm so glad y'all were able to make it. I just wouldn't have it any other way after what happened. I'm thrilled that you're alright!”

Chari attached herself to Dean as soon as she released Sam. He returned the embrace awkwardly and flashed pleading eyes to Kat.

“Sorry, Winchester. I forgot to warn you that my family is a bunch of huggers.”

She laughed as introductions were made to Michael and Faye as they made their way through the front entryway and into the kitchen. Michael and Maddie said their goodnights as the rest of the group sat around the island while Chari pulled leftovers from the massive commercial refrigerator.

“Hope you boys are hungry. On the menu tonight we have deer steak with mac'n cheese and black eyed peas.”

The boys' mouths were practically salivating as Chari warmed their plates. Kat and Faye grabbed a few beers and took their seats at the island as their mother placed the steaming plates in front of them.

“And Dean, Kat mentioned you like pie, so we have a homemade cherry one for desert.”

“You're too much, Mrs. Ainsworth.”

He flashed her a genuine smile, thrilled to have a home cooked meal. She returned it and patted he and Sam on the shoulders.

“Call me Chari… or mom… which ever really. Although you two boys would make wonderful additions to the family.”

She flashed her eyes towards Kat and Faye. Simultaneously, both girls sputtered and choked on their beer.

“Ok, that's enough mom. I'm sure they are all exhausted and want to crash as soon as they finish eating, so let's head on to bed. I'm sure Kat can get them settled in.”

Kat flashed her sister a grateful smile as Faye ushered their mother out of the kitchen and off to bed. She huffed out an exasperated sigh as she turned back to finish her meal. Dean gave her a lopsided grin.

“Your mom is something else…”

“Oh yea, she's something alright. I don't know about y'all, but I'm beat. If y'all wanna crash after dinner, I can show you to your rooms. They are right across from Faye and me if you need anything.”

The brothers nodded in consent as they finished their dinner and helped Kat straighten up the kitchen. After loading the dishwasher, she escorted the boys up to the third floor and down the long hallway to their rooms. The rooms were fairly large and connected by a jack and jill bath, similar to the one she shared with Faye. Queen sized beds sat centered under the windows of each room, overlooking the back of the property. A chest of draws sat opposite each bed with spare pillows and blankets placed on top.

“Well, here ya go. Sheets are clean and the bathroom is stocked. If you need anything, let us know… Thanks again for coming guys. I'll give you the grand tour tomorrow.”

Sam thanked her, leaning in for a small hug and shut his door, leaving Kat and Dean standing in the hall.

“Some place…”

“Yea, it's been in the family for generations. There are a few spots I'll point out on the tour that I think you'll like.”

“Lookin' forward to it. You headin' to bed?”

“Yea, I'm beat. Besides, everyone gets moving pretty early around here. Breakfast is at seven. Y'all will meet everyone that's here then”

“Are they all huggers like your mom?”

“Nah… at least, not as bad.”

He nodded, resigned to meeting the entire clan of hunters. He laughed lightly as she grinned, telling him goodnight. He stepped closer to her, pulling one hand into his and up to drape over his shoulder. His other hand curved around her waist.

He hesitated a moment, gauging her reaction. As soon as he felt her free hand rest lightly on his chest, he closed the distance between them. His lips were soft and full beneath hers. It built slowly as he caressed her, deepening the kiss. She pulled his lower lip between her teeth, flicking her tongue across the sensitive flesh and dragging her teeth across it as she pulled away. His soft groan vibrated through her body as she struggled for control. As he released her from his hold, she placed a gentle peck on his jaw.

“Night.”

“Goodnight, Dean. I'll wake y'all up for breakfast.”

He nodded as he watched her cross the hall and close her bedroom door. He smiled to himself as he climbed in bed.