Winchester Love Part 5A
Title: Winchester Love Part 5A Author: myguys_sam_dean Rating: R Characters: Sam/Abby, Dean/Kylee, Bobby Disclaimer: I don't own 'em, I just play with 'em. Feedback: Please? Summary: Written for fanfic100 prompt#050-spade. Abby asks Sam to show her what's in the trunk--all their tools of hunting.
After breakfast, Sam took Abby on a tour of the scrap yard. Dean, Kylee and Bobby were talking hunting and Sam didn't want to throw Abby into the middle of that just yet. Kylee had adjusted well to hunting and accepted it, but that didn't mean that Abby was ready to.
The screen door creaked as they opened it and stepped onto the porch into the bright sun. Sam squinted for a second while he patted his jacket pockets to find his sunglasses.
"Do you need shades?" he asked Abby as he slipped them on.
"No, Sam, I'm fine," she lied, squinting so much it gave Sam a headache to look at her. "I don't think I brought any."
"We'll grab a pair from the car," Sam told her. "We always keep spares in there."
As they walked toward the Impala, Abby asked a question that had bothered her since they came to Bobby's, "Why did we need to put our bags in the car with us instead of in the trunk?"
Sam looked at her for a moment. He wasn't sure how to answer. He decided on the truth. "Our trunk is full of hunting supplies," he explained. "We have a place for everything in the trunk so we can find it quickly when we need it.
There was some silence as Abby mulled it over. "Can I see what's inside the trunk?"
Sam was torn. He wanted to show her and somehow explain that the implements looked scary or medival, but they worked to till evil and keep him safe. He didn't want to lose her if she thought he was crazy.
Sam took a deep breath. He'd known this day was going to come someday. He just hadn't expected it to be today. "Okay," he tried to sound like it was no big deal, "just remember that these are the instruments we use to save other people and keep us safe."
Abby nodded.
Sam grabbed the extra pair of sunglasses for her before he went to the trunk.
Upon first looking at it, there wasn't much to see. Then, Sam listed the false bottom and propped it up revealing their arsenal.
Sam just looked at Abby, waiting for a response of some kind.
***
Dean happened to get a drink from the kitchen and saw Sam and Abby by the open trunk. "Hey, Kylee, Bobby, come here," he called the others in. "Look at what Sam's doing."
"He's showing her all your weapons?" Bobby couldn't believe it. Where was Sam's mind so that he thought that lying the scary part of hunting bare in front of Abby would help break it to her gently.
"I haven't even seen the trunk," Kylee said. "Should I have?"
"I didn't want you to worry," Dean put an arm around her waist. "I'd have shown you if you had asked though."
"Abby probably did just that," Bobby concluded. "Abby is shy but she's direct when she wants to know something. It probably scared the shit out of Sam when she asked."
"Think we need to go out there?" Dean asked, "Help Sam smooth it over a little?"
"No," Bobby replied. "That's his woman. He's gonna have to learn how to handle her sometime, just as she is learning to handle him."
The three stood at the window and watched Sam at the trunk.
***
Sam told her the names of everything in the trunk. He answered all of her questions.
"Okay," Abby said after a little bit. "Should we go on that walk now?"
"Sure," Sam took her hand surprised that she hadn't yelled or screamed or anything. They'd gone a little way before Sam said, ""I'm surprised you are taking it so well. Are you okay with all this?"
"I'm learning at my own pace," she replied. "You didn't make me look in the trunk and you answered all the questions that I have for now. I'm just letting it sink in."
"Abby, you are amazing," Sam had a huge smile on his face and a big relief in his heart.
"You mean you didn't already know?" she teased him.