Supernatural Fan Fiction ❯ Kashmir ❯ 8: Fortunate Son ( Chapter 8 )

[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]

8: Fortunate Son - Creedence Clearwater Revival

The group of hunters played like children in the water. While none of them would admit just how much they enjoyed it, they were all grateful for a break from the life of hunting something that could kill you. A game of chicken was played in the shallower part of the pond. Sam and Faye came away victorious, only after Dean slipped, dropping Kat, following a particularly nasty, and well-timed, shove from their opponents.

After a while of swimming and splashing, they tired themselves out. Making their way back to the dock, the girls climbed up the ladder and the boys followed. Sam unloaded the cooler as the girls spread themselves out in the grass for their clothes to dry. The boys passed out a few beers and settled themselves down next to the girls.

Kat sat up, reaching for the tie in her hair to take down her braid. She untwisted the strands, combing her fingers through in hopes that it would dry faster. She stole a glance at Faye and Sam while she worked. They really are cute together.

Faye was lying on her back in the grass while Sam was lounging on his side to her left. They were talking and laughing quietly and Kat was convinced that she would have Sam for a brother-in-law sooner or later. In all their years, Kat had never seen Faye take to a boy as quickly as she did to Sam. Sure they both had their flings, but nothing ever stuck.

She was pulled from her musings at the feeling of Dean's fingertips grazing the back of her arm. Turning to face him with a smile, she nodded her head in the direction of their siblings. The corners of his eyes crinkled as he smiled at them. He seemed to hesitate a moment before shifting closer to her, motioning for her to lean back against him. He began the task of combing through her hair as he spoke quietly to her.

“Sammy and Faye seem to be getting along well.”

“I'm glad. I've never seen her like this… she deserves it.”

“So does Sam. He hasn't exactly had the best luck with women.”

She nodded as she relaxed against him, sipping her beer. The warm skin of his bare chest pressed against her back as he carded his fingers through her hair. As they relaxed in the sun, they laughed and shared stories about growing up and different situations they had gotten themselves into over the years.

The opening chords of House of the Rising Sun ended the moment for the group. Her mother was calling, letting them know it was time for lunch. Thankfully dry, for the most part, the group redressed and packed up the cooler before hoping on the four-wheelers to head to the house. They took their time getting back. No-one was ready for the morning to end just yet, but as they pulled back up to the shop to park the four-wheelers, a figure approached them from the house.

“There's my girls!”

“Daddy!”

The girls hopped of the ATVs and darted toward their father. Kat made it first, wrapping him in a tight hug. It had been so long since she had seen him. The last time she was home, he was gone on a hunt, so it had been at least two months. Faye embraced him as soon as Kat let go. He kissed both girls on their foreheads and turned his attention to the boys.

Sam and Dean stepped forward to greet the older man. Kat and Faye were the perfect mix of both of their parents. Kat had her mother's fair complexion and blonde hair, and her father's dark eyes. Faye on the other hand had his dark complexion and hair with their mother's green eyes. Kat was the first to excitedly speak up.

“Daddy, this is Sam and Dean Winchester. Guys, this is William, our father.”

“Nice to meet you boys.”

The brothers shook hands with the girl's father. He reminded them of their own father in many ways. He had a weathered look that spoke to the life he lived as a hunter, but there was something else. A warmth that they rarely saw in John.

“You girls go ahead and lock up the shop. I'll take Sam and Dean in to fix a plate before everything's been picked over.”

The girls followed their father's instructions while the boys walked with him back to the house. Once they were alone in the shop, Kat elbowed Faye and wagged her eyebrows.

“So Faye… what do you think of Sam now?”

Faye looked like a tomato as she grinned back at Kat. She knew there was no point in lying about it. Kat had obviously seen how they interacted together back at the pond. She certainly hadn't missed the way her sister had snuggled into Dean's chest as he played with her hair.

“I'll admit it. I'm interested in him. There's just something about him that I'm drawn to, ya know? And don't think for a second that I missed you and your snuggle buddy.”

The girls laughed and quickly finished putting everything back in its place. They made their way to the house, giggling and discussing their developing crushes on the brothers. Once they made it to the back door of the kitchen, they collected themselves and made their way inside to fix their plates.

Lunch was a boisterous affair. Their uncle Rick had returned with their father, and he was busy entertaining the family and their guests. His wife would be back later that night from a wendigo hunt in Utah. As everyone finished, Ray requested that Sam and Dean join himself, Rick and William in the study. Kat and Faye were planning on helping with some of the chores around the house, but their father stopped them, requesting that they come along.

In the library, Ray took his spot at his desk while Rick and William sat at the research table across from him. The group young hunters took their seats on the oversized leather couch facing the older men. Once everyone was settled, Ray spoke.

“It's been brought to my attention that you two have made a home in the Men of Letters bunker in Lebanon. Is that correct?”

“Yes, sir. We're legacies.”

Sam resisted the urge to roll his eyes at his brother's answer. He decided he would let Dean do most of the talking for this meeting, not really sure of what all this family of hunters knew about them. Ray clapped his hands together in an exaggerated fashion.

“Wonderful! I knew some of the Men back in the fifties before they were exterminated. It would be a great value to the hunting community to have them back in action. As you can see, we have a great deal of information at our disposal, which I'm sure you do as well. We would like to invite you boys to stay here for a while to gather information that you may need in the future. All that we would ask is that, once you arrive back in Lebanon, you send us as much information from your collection as possible.”

Dean seemed to think about Ray's offer for a moment. More information was always good for a hunter and getting the Men of Letters running again would be something he would be interested in. He also was not opposed to staying here and getting to know this family and how they worked. But on the other hand, he had never stayed in one place very long. He wasn't sure how he felt about being tied down here.

“Well sir, we appreciate the offer. All of this is a lot to take in… Could ya give us some time to discuss it?

Ray nodded happily. To have the information from the Men of Letters would be a tremendous help when researching. As much as their family was hunters, they were also collectors of all things supernatural. They did everything they could to educate themselves and the hunters they associated with.

With the mildly uncomfortable meeting over, Kat and Faye escorted the boys out of the library and into the main foyer of the house for the grand tour. Dean could easily see why Kat had joked that he try not to get lost. It was massive.

On the first floor, off the main entry was the library to the right. Directly in front of them was the massive staircase and landing that lead to the rest of the house. To the left was the main entrance to the dining room and kitchen.

Making their way past the stair case, they found themselves in a large living area. There were a couple of couches, similar to the one in the library arranged in front of a large fireplace. There was a smaller sitting area to the back right of the room, with large windows facing the back garden, and the pool table off to the left.

Across from the sitting area and pool table was a long bar with dark wooden stools. Behind the bar was a paneled wall that, when Kat pressed on the correct panel, opened into a theater room. There were massive recliners, big enough for two, arranged around the large room. Needless to say, the boys were in awe.

After exiting the theater, the girls lead them up to the second floor, which held the suites the family used while they were home. On that floor were the rooms for the grandparents as well as their aunt and uncle, Carla and Ray, and Maddie and Michael. On the third floor, Chari and William were on one end of the hall while their other aunt and uncle, Rick and Alice, were on the other. The girls' rooms and the two guest rooms were located in the center.

The fourth floor was reserved for Rick and Alice's daughters' families. On one end of the hall was Diane and Blake's room. On the opposite end was Melissa and Steve's room. Their daughters, Mary and Anna shared a room on the right side of the hall.

“Wow. Y'all better cut out the reproduction before you outgrow the house.”

The girls laughed at Dean's joke as they came back down to the first floor. They knew the family was enormous and the house was just as ridiculous. They could only imagine that it was a lot to take in for an outsider, especially considering how the brothers lived.

“That's the idea, Dean. We don't all live here full time, and we don't all plan on staying here forever. Think of it more as a private hotel. We always have a bed if we need it.”

“Agreed. Looks guys, don't let it overwhelm you. No one's going to get mad if you can't remember everyone's names. Hell, we don't even call each other by the right name half the time. Now, we have a few hours to kill before Michael and Maddie are released from their lessons for the day. Any request on what to do?”

Faye tried her best to help the guys relax about staying with them for a few days. There was no point in them getting nervous about remembering everyone or where everything is. Sam took the opportunity to speak up.

“Not gonna lie… it's a bit much to take in. But, for now, what I wouldn't mind checking out is that theater. Got any good movies?”

Kat and Faye beamed at the younger Winchester's suggestion. They excitedly lead Sam and Dean back toward the theater, shutting the large door behind them. Sam made his way to one recliner toward the right on the front while Dean selected one on the second row toward the center. The girls bustled about, selecting a movie. Once the projector was turned on, Kat grabbed the master remote, and the girls headed towards their seats.

Kat paused a moment to watch as Faye approached Sam. He reached for her as she slid into the recliner next to him. To her disappointment, they didn't exactly snuggle up, but Sam's arm was resting around her shoulders. She smiled to herself. It was nice to see her sister so comfortable with someone.

Shaking her head, she turned toward Dean. He was focused on Sam and Faye as she approached him. To get his attention, she tapped her finger tips on his left arm, resting on the side of the recliner. He regarded her with a grin and nodded his head toward the couple on the front row.

“Yea, I noticed… Is this seat taken?”

He shook his head and slid over to make room for her. Once she was seated next to him, she dimmed the lights and pressed play. The girls had selected one of their favorite thrillers, `It Follows'. She wasn't sure that the guys would enjoy it as much as they did, but she had a feeling they might.

As the film's opening scene began, Dean tightened the arm that was draped over her shoulders, motioning for her to move closer. As she adjusted herself to nestle into his side, she peaked up at him to make sure he was comfortable. With his free hand, he gently gripped her chin to bring her lips to his. At first the kiss was soft, almost chaste. His lips parted as he grazed his tongue across her bottom lip, pulling it between his own. He pulled away sooner than she would have liked, but he smiled and kissed the top of her head while turning his attention back to the screen. She curled back into his side, resting her head on his chest to continue watching the move.