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You stumbled out of your bedroom at the bunker and saw a very familiar face sitting at the kitchen table with your brothers “Benny!” You squealed and ran up to him, throwing your arms around him. He wrapped you in a tight bear hug, just as had become accustomed with the two of you. Dean had no idea that the two of you had kissed the night he’d benched you from hunting while on the case in Benny’s home town. He still thought you just enjoyed the vampire’s company the same as he did, or was in denial (more likely the second one). Sam could tell, that you were closer than “just friends” as you always told him, or you were quickly headed that way. Whenever he’d confront you about always texting or calling Benny, you would laugh it off telling him it was nice to have contact with people other than the two of them for a change.
You scampered back to your room slipping into real clothes, ones that weren’t Dean’s old basketball shorts and your dad’s Rolling Stones tee shirt, you even brushed down all the loose strands when you tied your hair into its usual ponytail. Back in the kitchen, you poured yourself a cup of coffee and claimed the spot beside your favorite, and only, vampire. He had dropped by for a visit and Dean had convinced him to join you on the latest case. “Oblivious” to your feelings for Benny, and vice versa, he had convinced him by using you as the deciding factor. “Come on man, You should come with us. Mary’ll be stayin’ at the cabin doin’ research, you should keep her company, her freakin’ everything lights up when she sees you.” Shortly after he’d said that, you had come running in, throwing your arms around Benny, and further proving his point.
Benny eventually agreed to go and your eyes caught Sam’s, they were filled with a burning hate that was directed at Benny. You kicked him under the table, hard enough to draw his attention to you. You scowled and raised an eyebrow at him, saying ‘knock off your shit.’ without speaking. “So Baby Sis, I stumped Sammy but you’re an even bigger nerd. Name a monster that takes animals tails and slaughters any human in it’s path.”
Your face went pale, and Benny could sense your blood pump a little faster. “Uh, I… No, I can only think of one, and I don’t even know if it’s real.”
“I dug around a little and it sounded like an animal creature, not a human.”
You exhaled, taking in a mouthful of coffee, your eyes darting from brother to brother, and then to Benny. He smiled softly and pressed a hand low enough to your back that it still calmed you, but Sam wouldn’t be able to see the gesture. “Dad told me about it when I was like seven. Remember when he took us on that wendigo hunt over in the Appalachians?”
“Yeah.”
“Yeah, Dean and I went to get dinner and you were scared to death when we got back to the room. You clung to Dean’s leg until you finally fell asleep.”
Benny chuckled lovingly at your expense, and you blushed “Thanks for the details, Sam… While you guys were gone, Dad tried to put my to bed since it was so late. But when I asked for a bedtime story, he told me about this thing called Tailypo. That’s why I was scared to death when you got back.”
“Dad never mentioned it to me, what the hell is it?”
“It’s a big demon-cat thing that lives in the Appalachian mountains. It’s usually the size of a dog, it has either yellow eyes or red eyes, pointy ears and a really long tail. Dad said it kinda looks like a bobcat sometimes because of its ears, and it has dark fur so you can’t see it at night… You guys don’t think it’s real do you?”
“Could be, but it doesn’t fit the region. This thing has been hittin’ places by Rufus’s cabin.”
“Bobby and Rufus hunted that Okami, and we hunted a Chupacabra in Utah. Creatures migrate, not that I’m in any way trying to persuade us to go on this hunt.”
Sam grabbed his laptop and began searching the internet. “Found it, Tailypo is a creature of North American folklore. Though the story is varied between versions, and no one knows it’s true origin due to its history of being passed down orally, Tailypo is always told to have the ability of human speech and repeats it’s well-known phrase three times. Tailypo, Tail--”
“No!”, you whined, putting your hands over your ears, “Don’t say it, it creeps me out… Do I have to go with you guys? I mean, someone should really stay to look after the bunker.”
“You’re going, Kiddo. Don’t worry, you’ll have me and Sammy, and Benny’s gonna come with us. You and him can stay at Rufus’s cabin while we go hunt the thing.”
“Benny’s going?” A smile broke out across your face before you could stop it, and Sam rolled his eyes.
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Dean and Sam packed the impala, while you went around gathering clothes and other needed items into everyone's duffle bags. When it was time to head out, you waited until Sam had gone back inside to check that everything was in place, and begged Dean to let you ride with Benny. “I was just thinking since he doesn’t know the way to Rufus’s cabin, and what if we get separated at a stoplight, or he has to stop somewhere for some reason. It’d be a better plan to have one of us ride with him, and we both know Sam won’t do it, and you need to drive Baby to make sure she’s safe.” You finished with an innocent smile, and Dean caved. Your smile, and pouty bottom lip were just as effective as Sam’s puppy dog eyes.
“Alright, alright, stop with the bottom lip. Go ask Benny though, He might not want any company.” You skipped over to Benny’s truck and around the back where he was checking his cooler.
“Hi.” You chirped.
‘Hey, Little Chère, what’s on your mind?” He purred.
“I asked Dean if I could ride with you, just in case you have trouble finding the cabin, he said to ask you ‘cause you might not want company.”
He shut the back door of his small camper, and his eyes searched around for Sam, “Come here, beautiful.” He slipped his hand beneath your hair, and pulled you close, pressing a kiss to your forehead. “I think it’d be best you keep me company, just so I don’t get lost on the way.” You went to transfer your bag from the impala to Benny’s truck, and he helped you climb into the high seat.
The ride in benny’s truck was pleasant, apart from feeling Sam’s eyes on you the whole way. Every time you neared the impala enough to see her rearview mirror, you could see Sam staring intently at you and Benny. When you got onto the open roads, Benny would fall back a bit and ‘accidently’ let a few cars slip in between you and your brothers. After a couple hours, you texted Dean’s phone and from the message you received, you knew Sam had responded.
Hey, I’m thirsty and Benny needs to fill the tank. Stopping at a gas station, we’ll catch up in a bit. :)
Great… You know there is a seat besides the middle seat. You could move over an inch.
Stop being such an ass Sam.
You huffed and shook your head, “Ever’thing alright, Darlin’?”
“Sam’s being an ass. Don’t worry about it.” You unbuckled as he pulled up to the pump, and grabbed your wallet. Inside the store you grabbed some junk food, sour candy, and liter bottle of water.
While you and Benny were stopped, the impala continued down the road and was filled with an awkward silence. Dean first tried to drown it out with music, when that didn’t work, he killed the radio. “What’s wrong with you, you’ve been pouting since we left the bunker.”
“I can’t believe you let Mary ride with him.”
“She wanted to. I don’t see the big friggin’ deal. You need to get this stick outta your ass, Benny’s a good guy.”
“Yeah, one that’s trying to- to have his way with our little sister. Are you really that stupid?”
“So she gets happy when she sees him, poor kid’s been stuck with us her whole life.”
“Jesus Dean, why do think when she runs away she always runs to him.”
Dean already knew everything Sam was saying and he couldn’t deny it anymore. “Fine, so she has a thing for him. Benny won’t do anything though, at least nothin’ bad.”
It had been snowing fairly hard near the cabin, and Baby could hardly make it up the road. When you and Benny caught up, the boys were already at the cabin and had gotten things set up, all except a fire. You headed up the porch stairs and threw your bag on the floor next to the couch. Dean came in from the back and shrugged off his jacket. “Alright, good news and bad news. Good news, a tree fell out back and it’s still dry enough to burn. Bad news, there’s no running water.”
“That’s okay, we can get water from the river. As long as the stove works, we can boil the water and drink it once it cools.”
“Sam, we should head out before it gets too dark, try and find that cabin. It’s about a mile away, we’ll take walkies just in case something happens with our phones.” He hugged you tightly and kissed the top of your head. “Stay safe, Kiddo.”
“Yeah, you too.”
Sam hugged you and leaned in close to whisper in your ear, “Don’t be stupid.” You shoved him off and forced a smile.
“Bye, Sam.”