12 Into The Woods

Sam's POV

Now that all of you had full stomachs, you were driving off to the camping grounds where all the attacks took place. Normally, it'd be better if you waited until you knew what you guys were dealing with. But with this thing about to go back into its 23 year hibernation, times not exactly on your side. While you were researching at the cafe, you noticed that it hasn't gotten as many people as any of the previous years.

In other words, it was about to strike again.

Another thing you noticed at the cafe, was that Dean has not unclenched his jaw since that guy was checking Y/n out. Coincidence you thought not. You couldn't help but wonder if she was actually going to call him. For Dean's sake, you hoped she wouldn't.

While you knew he wouldn't admit it, you could tell he it bothered him. This also made you remember how much it bothered her when that one waitress was all over Dean. You've been noticing little things like this and you've been debating whether to intervene or not.

"Oh my god! I love this song!" Y/n exclaimed, bringing you out of your thoughts. You saw Dean smile and look back at her, you groaned when you recognized it.

"Oh whatever, Sammy, you know you love this song," Dean said and you heard Y/n start to sing along to Carry On Wayward Son by Kansas.

She really did have an amazing voice and you saw Dean smile out of the corner of your eye. This only fueling your theories about the two. Could they be falling for each other and not even know it? Yeah it'd be too soon to call it love, assuming you were right, but it'd certainly be along those lines.

Suddenly you came up with an idea, why not help them along? If neither of them actually have feelings for the other then what's the harm? If you were right then both of them would be happy, that's worth the risk. So you quickly came up with some sort of a plan.

"I guess it's starting to grow on me," you said after a second while listening to Y/n's voice. You then felt Dean's eyes bore into you and you tried to suppress a triumphant smile.

"Not the only thing that's growing, huh Sammy?" Dean replied.

"You would know," you replied, not at all phased by his comment.

You made sure he saw you before you glanced pointedly in his lower regions to get your point across. Dean's comment may not have surprised you but the blush that appeared on his face certainly did. You looked at his face in curiosity but he quickly avoided your gaze. Damn, you thought,  maybe this is more serious than you initially thought.

Dean checked the rear view mirror anxiously to see if Y/n heard what you both said then looked relieved. You looked and saw she was starring out the window seemingly lost in thought. Whether you were relieved or disappointed, you weren't sure.

"So, Y/n, when was the last time you went camping?" You asked to break the now awkward silence.

"Huh? Oh I actually went last summer," she answered. "What about you guys?" She asked trying to include Dean in the conversation.

"I don't know about camping but we slept out in the woods about two weeks ago," Sam replied kindly.

"Oh, what for?" You asked.

"Hunting some forest god," he said casually.

Suddenly the Impala lurched forward just enough so your seat belt was choking you.

"Oopse," Dean said not meaning it whatsoever (A/N: just for you Gena). You felt Y/n's head hit the back of your seat and saw Dean smirk slightly.

"Son of a bitch," she exclaimed rubbing her head. You and Dean got out of the car and Y/n quickly followed suit.

Y/n's POV

The boys went to the trunk of Baby and you did the same. As Dean opened the trunk your eyes widened, there were too many weapons to count. The boys began loading a bunch of weapons on themselves and in the bags so you took that as your que. Looking around to make sure no one was watching and you armed yourself up.

You put a gun in your jeans and reached for something else when Dean stopped you. You gave him a confused look and he instead handed you what looked like a silver knife.

"You'd be surprised how many times silver has saved my ass," Dean explained.

"I don't know, I don't get surprised easily, and besides, you're pretty reckless," you said as you took the knife.

"Reckless? How am I reckless?" He asked as he closed the trunk.

You all began your walk into the woods. Trying your hardest to distract yourself from the fact that there was a real monster somewhere in there. But you also tried to tried to keep your mind alert just in case. You couldn't help but wonder if this sorta thing even phased Sam and Dean anymore.

"How long ya got?" You joked. When he gave you a look you went on, "1) splashing what I'm guessing was holy water on someone, 2) being cocky with a angry Bobby."

"Constantly putting yourself in danger, leaving with random girls every chance you get, that one time when you-" Sam started adding.

"Alright alright, I get it," Dean interrupted before either of your could bring up anything embarrassing. "How far in we're the victims when the attack happened?" Dean said trying to change the subject, you and Sam shared a grin.

"Just a little ways further, the site should be right about...there," Sam answered pointing at what would've been the perfect camping spot.

There was only one tent standing and shreds of the rest scattered. Dried up blood was mixed in a few spots of dirt and a gun or two were left lying on the ground to rust. There was a traditional fire pit in the middle of the clearing and it had an amazing view of a nearby lake. All around in the dirt around the pit were coals that have long burnt out.

"Looks like smokey had a wild Friday night," Dean tried to joke.

"Was that supposed to be funny?" Sam asked bitchily.

"Shut up, I'm hilarious," he said before you all started setting up your tent.

You would've had separate tents but the only store you guys could find that sold tents had one left. So you guys all had to share one, you just thanked God that they had enough sleeping bags. The tent was decent sized so you were too concerned but you were worried it'd be awkward. Soon enough you were ready to stay the night into the woods.