So here's another one in the Family series, but you don't have to read the others to know what's going on. This is back in season 2 of Supernatural, All Hell Breaks Loose, so I hope you enjoy.


Alec was stretched out across the backseat of the Impala, dozing off and on. He'd taken over the backseat of the Impala and now, even when it was his turn to be upfront, he still chose to stay in the back. He didn't really know why he liked it, but it felt like his own space and he'd never really had that before.

Sam was driving and Dean was asleep in the passenger seat. They didn't have another case yet, so Alec didn't even know where they were going. It didn't matter though; he was with two people that actually cared about him.

He watched the lights flash by on the roof of the car as they drove past. He couldn't stop thinking about how Sam and Dean had taken care of him when the seizures had hit. They hadn't judged him for his weakness or complained about the cost of the pills they had bought him. They were only concerned about him and they wanted to make sure he was going to be ok.

"If I lay here

If I just lay here

Would you lie with me and just forget the world?"

The song on the radio suddenly caught Alec's attention; it wasn't what was usually played in Dean's car.

"I don't quite know

How to say

How I feel"

Well, the words definitely seemed to fit for Sam and Dean. Alec didn't like to share his feelings, but Dean would avoid sharing at all costs.

"Those three words

Are said too much

They're not enough"

Alec glanced up to the front seat to see Sam turning the volume down a little.

"What the hell?" Dean grumbled after a moment. Apparently he could sense that his radio was being used for something other than classic rock.

Alec saw Sam grimace, but he didn't say anything in reply.

"Sam, what the hell are you playing in my car?" Dean asked, sounding more awake.

"It's not a bad song…" Sam defended.

"I told you no emo crap in my car," Dean continued

"Isn't your rule 'Driver picks the music, shotgun shuts his cakehole?" Sam said with a pointed look at Dean.

Alec couldn't see Dean's face, but he almost couldn't hold in the chuckle at Sam using what he knew was one of Dean's own phrases.

Dean was quiet for a moment. "Alright, new rule…now that there are three of us, we can take a vote…"

Alec quickly closed his eyes as Dean looked back at him. Alec held his breath as Dean's gaze swept over him.

"Quit faking!" Dean said after a moment and he smacked Alec on the stomach.

Alec grunted in surprise, but he slowly sat up with a smile on his face. "How'd you know?"

"People usually breathe when they're sleeping…" Dean said; a smile spreading across his face.

"Alright, good point," Alec muttered and Dean reached over and messed up his hair before turning back around.

Dean switched off the radio, but Sam immediately turned it back on.

"Sam…" Dean growled out in warning.

"I thought we were going to take a vote," Sam replied with a smile.

"We did, Alec's on my side," Dean stated.

"I think I missed that part…" Alec muttered.

At the same time Sam said, "He is not! He's on my side!"

"Sam-"

"Just because you two look alike, doesn't mean he likes the same music as you," Sam interrupted.

"He has good taste, which means he likes my music," Dean replied.

"This is ridiculous, flattering, but definitely ridiculous," Alec said to no one in particular.

Dean turned around and asked, "Do you like this song?"

"What? I'm sorry, I didn't think you were talking to me," Alec replied with a smirk.

Dean rolled his eyes, but he got Sam to chuckle.

"Alright, find somewhere to eat, I'm starving," Dean said after a moment, effectively dropping the subject for now.

"Dean, we're in the middle of nowhere," Sam answered.

"C'mon Sammy, you know you're hungry too," Dean stated with certainty.

"I know I could eat," Alec threw in.

Sam rolled his eyes and admitted, "Fine, I'm hungry…"

"There'll be something soon, just keep an eye out," Dean said as he leaned back against the seat and closed his eyes again. Dean had been driving the majority of the trip and he looked exhausted, but it was still a fight for Sam to take over driving.

Alec would be happy to drive, but he only ever joked about it. He didn't want to push his luck and ruin everything by badgering them about it. Besides, he didn't even think he should be trusted with something that special to Dean. He was a disaster just waiting to happen; he still didn't think he should be around Sam or Dean. Bad things happened to the people he cared about.

It didn't take long for Sam to find a little cafe off the road. The place looked tiny and there was only one truck in the parking lot. Alec hadn't noticed before, but it was raining and the parking lot was mostly puddles and mud.

Sam parked, but neither Dean nor Alec moved to get out and Sam glanced over at both of them. "Are you going to get out of the car?"

"It doesn't really make sense for all of us to get mud all over our shoes…" Alec replied.

"And since you made us listen to crap on the way here, I think you should have to get the food," Dean said with a smile. "And don't forget the extra onions this time, ok?"

Sam grabbed some money from Dean and complained, "Dude, we're the ones who have to ride in the car with your extra onions."

Dean just smiled as Sam got out, but before he closed the door he called out, "See if they've got any pie!" Sam just glared at him and closed the door. "Bring me some pie!...I love me some pie…"

Dean scooted over to the driver's seat once Sam had left and Alec found himself humming the tune of whatever song had been on the radio.

Dean's head turned in thought and Alec heard him mutter, "Son of a bitch…" Alec smiled; he could tell Dean wasn't really mad; he didn't even tell him to stop humming.

The radio was still on, but it started cutting in and out after a few minutes. Dean tapped it a few times and looked around. Alec tried to see if there would be anything nearby that would disrupt the signal, but he didn't see anything.

Dean looked back to the window and Alec looked too when he saw Dean's shoulders tense; the café was empty.

Alec and Dean got out of the car and ran to the door. The sight of a man slumped over on the table had both of them drawing their guns.

"Sam?" Dean called out and started to slowly move inside. Alec watched the front as Dean walked to the back. He opened the door and called out again, "Sam?"

Alec looked over at Dean as he lifted his hand from the door and examined it.

"What is it?" Alec asked.

"Sulphur," Dean replied. He ran past Alec to the front of the café and out the door while Alec quickly followed.

"Sam…Sammy," Dean kept calling for Sam as he walked toward the car. Alec didn't really know what was going on, but he didn't want to stop Dean.

"Sam!" Dean yelled, but there was no reply. Sam was gone.


The song in here is Chasing Cars by Snow Patrol. I actually really like this song and big thank you to Tera for helping me out! Hopefully I can post more soon, but I hope you all like it!