I got the feeling I'm never gonna come down
Who: future!Dean Winchester and Emily Sorenson When: Tonight Where: Las Vegas, in da hotel suite. Warnings: Well, there's not going to be any petting.
Dean seeing his dad was a bust. They’d been in Las Vegas for three days and he had yet to even catch a glimpse of him. He told himself that it was okay. That his father was going through a rough time since coming back from where he was and it was okay. He needed time. Hell, Dean needed time himself when he got pulled out of hell. He remembered what that was like and he didn’t adjust for a while after he was back. It was okay.
While in Vegas, Dean had seen the sights, played some poker and blackjack, gotten laid, saw some strippers and even saw some shows with Emily, including a front row seat to see ZZ Top. He didn’t think that Emily would have a good time, but she did, so he thought that was pretty cool. But, he would have traded all of that to just see his dad and talk to him. But, he understood, although it was a little heart wrenching. He’d put on a smile and get over it because he knew it was what his father had to do.
Tonight though, Dean decided to stay in because he wasn’t planning on sticking around the next day so he could see Sam again being pawned off on him to keep him away, or whatever it was that was going on. Dean sat there on the couch in the living room, flipping through channels with the remote in one hand and drinking a beer from the other hand. He finally settled on something when Emily came through the door with a bunch of bags in her hand. He watched her for a second as she dropped the bags, and shut the door behind her.