Megan had no sooner climbed out of the bathtub than she wanted to climb back in. There was HAIR in the bathtub, and it wasn't hers. It was long, dark, curly hair that looked like it had been scraped off of roadkill. The point was, it was hair, and she didn't know who it belonged to, and she had been in the tub. EEEW. At least at home when the place was a mess, she knew which one of her brothers or nephews to attribute it to.
With a much put upon groan, she grabbed all of the hotel samples of lotion, dressed quickly and went back into the main room. "Eeew...." she groaned, flopping down on the bed and focusing on massaging the lotion "into her feet instead of the hair. Come on, Ben. Seeing Mom and Dad and Dean couldn't screw up THAT much. We've got to get out of her. Ca-- Megan cut herself off before she thought Cas's name. She wasn't quite sure how he always knew to be in the right place at the right time to keep her safe, but if she somehow summoned Cas with her brain Ben would be pissed.
As though on cue, Ben came through the door with clothes and food. "Oh thank God," She breathed. She went to rummage through the bags, but stopped when she heard Natalie's lecture.
"'He said nothing bad was gonna happen if we did?', who said that? When did you..." She trailed off, remembering just how long she had been trying to scrub off the weird smell of the hotel in the bathroom. Uh-oh. Ben was gonna kill her. CAS was gonna kill her. Once again trouble found Megan Winchester without her even doing anything.
And then, as if things couldn't get worse, the door swung open and Dean Winchester came into the room.