Winchester Love Part 17A
Title: Winchester Love Part 17A Author: myguys_sam_dean Rating: R Characters: Sam/Abby, Dean/Kylee, Bobby Disclaimer: I don't own the boys, I just wish I did. Summary: Written for fanfic100 prompt #035-Sixth Sense. The Winchesters and Bobby arrive at the scrap yard.
"I'm so happy to be here," Kylee breathed a sigh of relief as they entered the kitchen at Bobby's.
"Not quite the Honeymoon Suite," Bobby replied, "but you can have your room back upstairs that you had your first visit."
"Thanks, Bobby." Dean said. "For everything. For your support and keeping me in line. All the things you did to make our day special."
"No problem, Dean. I'd do anything for you kids."
Abby and Sam came in with some more bags. "Do you two want to stay in the room off the kitchen or take the room off the kitchen?"
"I like the one by the kitchen," Abby answered when Sam looked at her with 'it's up to you' written all over his face. "It had those beautiful, tall windows that make it so sunny."
Bobby nodded. "How about we decorate the tree and open gifts tomorrow?"
The others nodded. "How about we sleep in?" Dean suggested. "It's been a draining day."
"Sure," Sam replied. "We won't start the festivities until you two are up."
They said their goodnights, giving hugs and congratulations. Dean and Kylee went upstairs. Bobby wasn't quite ready for bed yet, so he had his evening cup of coffee. Abby went to bed but Sam stayed up with Bobby.
"Did you ever think you'd be stealing the bride away today, Bobby?"
"I don't know what I expected for Dean's wedding," Bobby chuckled, "but it wasn't what happened."
"There wasn't really another option," Sam said. "You saw how upset Abby was, and she was just in the room. None of it had been directed at her."
"Abby's got a good head on her shoulders," Bobby took a sip of coffee. "She knew when she had to get Kylee out of there. She's tiny and can be soft-spoken, but there was no way she was letting that shit fly. She's got guts, that woman of yours."
"Yeah," Sam agreed. "Kylee and Abby took to each other so quickly, I'm not surprised that she could read Kylee and her distress."
"It is good that you brothers have wives that are as close as sisters. It makes it easier. They know your relationship is a close one and each woman respects that. I think they also know that they could trust the other brother with their life as well as their husband's."
"We're quite the tight crew." Sam laughed. "We joke around quite a bit. There are so many serious things in life that cannot be avoided. It is easier when we are able to lighten the mood, when possible."
"That's what family is for," Bobby told him. "They get you through the good and the bad. Today happened to be both."
Both Bobby and Sam laughed a little.
"Do you think her folks will call here looking for them?" Sam asked.
"It doesn't matter much to me," Bobby replied. "As far as I'm concerned, they aren't here. They are on their honeymoon. They deserve a break from that side of the family until they have had time to enjoy the beginning of their marriage."
Sam nodded.
"After today, are you glad that Abby didn't have family?" Bobby asked.
"I wish she had a little, nice family," Sam thought about it. "No one should be alone."
"She's not alone anymore."
"No, she's not," Sam smiled. "I just wish she'd had someone to help her through the rough spots in her life."
Bobby nodded, understanding. He emptied his mug and stood up. "I think I'll be heading to bed, Sam. Do you guys need anything before I turn in?"
Sam shook his head. "If we do, I know where it is just as well as you do."
"That's right," Bobby smiled. "I run a self-service home."