Making a Connection.

[followstheorders]

The hunt seemed to last forever. Dean had tracked the water wraith through almost two entire states before he finally caught up with it. Even then, the damn thing almost drowned him before he put it down. Probably should have called in some help, Dad or Bobby, but he wanted to finish it on his own. That way he could slip off and take a few days for himself afterward.

Dean dragged into his motel room and made a beeline for the shower. The water that thing had lived in was freezing and he was still chilled to the bone even an hour later. Before he did anything else, he was going to use up all the hot water he could get a hold of. Which, of course, made him miss another shower he'd enjoyed. Man, he couldn't wait to get back.

After his shower, he pulled on a clean, dry pair of sweatpants and a t-shirt and ordered a pizza to be delivered. Then he flopped down on his bed, burrowing under the covers to thaw out and wait for his dinner.

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[rockandscotch]

He smiled at that compliment. Hey, good thing Dean thought so, wasn't it? All things considered...

He followed Dean down and unlocked the doors before he slid into the driver's seat. Once Dean was inside, he got them started towards the restaurant. "I hope you like Italian."

[followstheorders]

"Italian food's awesome." Dean didn't get good Italian food too often on the road. Once in a while a diner would produce a passable spaghetti, but nothing fancy. "Good choice."

[rockandscotch]

"Good, glad you think so." The restaurant wasn't really too very far, even if he'd been tempted to take the longest route possible to it, just to tease Dean a little further. Knew every bump in the road had to feel pretty interesting with that plug he had on.

He decided to have a little mercy though, for now. He parked outside of the restaurant and gave him a look over at him. "Come on, let's go in."