The New Kid In Town

Title : The New Kid In Town

Author : Joxie

Pairing : Sam/Dean

Rating : R

Summary : A peek into the world of Sam, Dean and Robbie. A collection of short stories and drabbles set in the Naturally Supernatural universe.

Disclaimer : I do not own Supernatural, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

 

 

The Birthday Boy

“You fell off the map boy?” Bobby commented gruffly.

“What do you know about Lilith?” Dean asked straight off the bat.

“One of hells biggest bitches and Daddies favourite daughter, why?” Bobby demanded.

“The bitch is back” Dean revealed.

“Hell boy how do you know that” Bobby wanted to know.

“A fallen Angel told me” Dean waited.

“Naturally why didn’t I think of that” humour was evident in Bobby’s tone.

“So do you know anything about her?” Dean asked again.

“Only what I just told you boy” Bobby snapped back.

“Damn it there’s a chance she could be after Robbie” the words tumbled from Dean’s mouth.

There was a short silence and then Bobby was demanding he be told everything. Which Dean did even though there was very little to tell that he hadn’t already said.

“Is this Anna trustworthy?” Bobby asked.

“Who knows Cas doesn’t seem to think so but I don’t think she’s lying about Lilith” Dean glanced at his watch.

“I’ll hit the books and see what I can find” Bobby promised “I’ll be in touch.”



“Thanks Bobby” as the phone call ended Sam got into the Impala.

“Where’s Robbie” Dean looked out of the window.

“He needed to go” Sam told him “Bobby have anything for us?”

“He’s researching Lilith as we speak” Dean replied.

Robbie opened the car door and jumped into the back seat. They took off down the road music playing brash and loud as if they didn’t have a care in the world.

As the tape ended Robbie spoke up “Anna’s pretty don’t you think?”

“She’s trouble” Sam contradicted.

“She’s…” Robbie blushed.

“She’s too old for you” Dean returned with dark humour.

“Mom!” Robbie wailed.

“Anna is made of grace, light and raw power hell you should know that better then anyone” Sam scratched his head “that body isn’t her the vessel she’s wearing might even be dead.”

Robbie pulled a face “Yuck” he commented.

“Right and remember we don’t know her” Sam added for emphasis “she’s not Castiel.”

“Yeah I know” Robbie agreed with a smirked “I don’t want to hold Castiel’s hand or…”

 

Sam jumped in with “Don’t even joke about that Robbie.”

“Who says I’m joking” Robbie muttered.

“What about the yuck factor?” Sam rolled his eyes a Dean clone was all they needed.

To lighten the atmosphere Dean asked “So what do you want to do for your thirteen birthday kill something?”

Sam glared at Dean “Or you might want to do something a tad less bloodthirsty.”

Robbie thought for a moment “Driving lessons” he said brightly.

“Not a chance” the words were out of Sam’s mouth before he could think.

Robbie frowned then pouting asked “Why not?”

“It’s illegal at your age” Sam spluttered.

“That’s never stopped us before” Robbie replied.

“Off road lessons” Dean said firmly “you do as you’re told and treat my baby like a lady.”

Robbie grinned “I’ll respect her in the morning.”



“You damn well better” Dean said half seriously.

“Is there anything else you want” Sam asked resigned to the fact that there would be driving lessons.

“A tattoo” Robbie asked hopefully.

“Not until you’re sixteen the bangle stays put” Sam was not going to change his mind on this subject.

“It’s girly” Robbie protested.

“Tough it stays” Sam said without sympathy.

The first driving lesson went as well as could be expected. Dean swore his baby went into shock, still a promise was a promise and the lessons would continue.

When they arrived back at the motel room Sam handed Robbie a parcel. Which he unwraped carefully, revealing a knife that was beautiful and very old. Its handle was made of ivory worn smooth by use and the blade engraved with symbols, it looked as lethal as the day it was made.

“Awesome” Robbie almost whispered.

“Look after it and it’ll look after you” Sam smiled.

“And this is from Bobby” Dean tossed a small parcel at Robbie who caught it easily.

Gleefully he tore away the paper and asked “What is it?”

Dean looked at it “It’s….”

Sam made a sound of exasperation “It can’t be that obvious can it?”

Robbie put it on the table carefully and continued to stare at it.

“It’s a feather” Castiel’s voice made them jump.

“Cas” Robbie yelled throwing himself at the angel and hugged him fiercely “you remembered what did you bring me?” He asked.

“My good wishes” but Castiel was reaching into his pocket and brought out a chain made of orange gold.

Dean stopped him handing it to Robbie “That doesn’t bind him in anyway does it?” He asked suspiciously.

“It is merely a gift a token of affection” Castiel blinked.

“Fine” Dean allowed Robbie to take it.

“Not to girly for you?” Sam asked.

Robbie shook his head “Men wear gold chains, thanks Cas” he added grinning.

“The feather?” Dean asked looking at Castiel.

“One of Michael’s I think” Castiel gazed at the small black feather that was attached to a piece of red silk lying innocently on the table.

“It’s a bit small does he suffer feather envy?” Dean asked flippantly.

Castiel looked up and over to Dean ignored his remark and asked “Where did you get it?”

“A birthday present from Bobby” Dean continued with a smirk “heaven knows where he got it from.”

 

 

He’s Got A Type

“What’s with the feather Bobby” Dean spoke easily into his phone.

“Some dunderhead said it came from an angel thought the kid would get a kick out of it” Bobby’s gruff voice was all at once reassuring and calming.

“Castiel says its one of Michael’s” Dean told him.

“Well I’ll be damned” Bobby was honestly shocked.

“Hope not we still need you” Dean pointed out.

“No worries I’m hard to kill boy” Bobby sat down.

“Anything on Lilith yet” Dean asked.

“Her favourite tipple is baby blood and she likes possessing children and teenagers” Bobby scratched his chin.

“That’s not much Bobby” Dean mumbled.

“I know that boy but a part from being the first she is still only a demon and we know more about her than many of them even if it is almost bugger all” frustration crackled in Bobby’s voice.

Robbie entered the room and Dean threw the phone to him “Grandpa Bobby.”

The boy’s face lit up “Thanks for the cool present I’ve fixed it to the chain Cas gave me.”

“Glad you like it now tell me what you’ve been getting up to kiddo” Bobby’s tone was warm.

Later that afternoon Dean and Robbie left Sam to begin his own research on Lilith. They headed towards the nearest diner hungry and not much bothered about finding a healthy option. Once seated they waited for there ordered, Robbie let his eyes drift over the diner dispassionately.

A cheeseburger was placed in front of him and he took a bite out of it. Then continued his idle perusal of the diner and it occupants only for his gaze to come to a sudden halt. A shiver ran through him and Robbie brought his attention back to his cheeseburger abruptly.

Curiously Dean searched out what had shaken Robbie so much and grinned when his eyes came to rest on her. The girl was maybe fourteen years old and sitting with what looked to be her parents.

Robbie has good taste Dean thought to himself as the girl pushed a strand of hair behind her ear. He caught a glimpse of green eyes and freckles as the family made ready to leave the diner.

Dean picked up his own cheeseburger bit into it and brought his attention back to Robbie who was now watching the girl leave with her family.

That night Sam and Dean were keeping an eye on a house that they suspected was being used as a vampire nest. They were parked discretely but with a clear view of the house all the waiting was making Dean restless and fidgety. Sam on the other hand was calm and collected.

“He’s got a type” Dean announced.

“Who?” Sam asked without much interest.

“Robbie who else our boy is growing up Sammy” Dean declared.

“Thirteen going on thirty” Sam agreed none too seriously.

“On his way to fourteen as he might say himself” Dean smirked.

“Go on tell me I know you want to” Sam said.

“Strawberry blonde, green eyes and freckles” Dean beamed his pleasure at Sam.

Sam’s breathe hitched green eyes and freckles? It really did seem that the apple didn’t fall to far from the tree.

“You okay it’s a little early for empty nest syndrome” Dean teased.

“Jerk” Sam retorted comfortably.

Dean smirked relaxing back into the car seat spreading his thighs “If you feel the need.”

Sam reached over and ran his fingers up Dean’s thigh coming to rest over his cock. He squeezed gently feeling the cloth covered flesh twitch and harden beneath his touch.

“Still a slut even after all these years Dean” Sam murmured.

“What can I say I’m just naturally talented that way” Dean agreed.

“Show me” Sam ordered low and needy.

Dean sat up and reached for him but Sam leant back “No show me.”



“Ah you mean?” Dean grinned.

Sam nodded his head face flushed eyes bright.

“Sammy, Sammy” using only two fingers Dean pulled down the zip of his jeans and popped the button, slowly he spread the material a part revealing that as usual he wasn’t wearing any underwear.

“Ever ready” he murmured cupping himself and looked at Sam.

Dean ran a single finger the length of his prick collecting pre cum and brought it to his lips. Lapping at the sticky liquid coating his finger he still kept eye contact with Sam.

Casually he stroked his flesh watching Sam watching him. Smirking as his brothers breathing became more rapid and shallow. Dean’s strokes gathered speed and his grasp became tighter and much less gentle. He was rough with himself a little pain taking him higher.

Dean whimpered when Sam pushed his damp hand from his cock replacing it with a hot hungry mouth. Sam swallowed as much as he could at the awkward angle he was forced into as above him Dean moaned like a desperate whore.

“Gonna, gonna…” the words were hoarse and Dean came groaning “Sammy.”

Sam sat up and wiped his mouth he glanced out the car window. A group of teenagers were heading towards the house they were watching.

He looked at his brother and said “Put it away Dean we’ve got work to do” Sam opened the car door and got out.

Grumbling Dean tucked himself away and followed Sam out the car.

It was only small noise almost a disturbance of the air but it had Robbie blinking his eyes open. With a start he sat up in his bed clutching the sheet to him.

“What are you doing here?” He demanded.

Anna held her hand up “I mean you know harm.”

“That wasn’t what I asked” Robbie retorted.

“I have a gift for you” she held out a small black feather.

When he didn’t take it she placed it on the bed side table “You have grace within” she said quietly then disappeared before he could say a word.

For the rest of the night Robbie didn’t sleep so he was watchful and awake when Sam and Dean entered the motel room in the early dawn light. He sat up in his bed and rubbed his eyes and sent them a tired grin.

“How did it go?” He asked.

“The sons of bitches didn’t stand a chance there headless and hopeless” Dean went to the small fridge and liberated a beer.

“They tore up the place some but it went smoothly”Sam sat on the spare bed.

“Quiet night?” Sam asked.

“Sorta I had a visitor” Robbie had both of his parent’s attention.

“Who” the word dropped into the silence.

Robbie looked at Dean and said “Anna she gave me a feather and left.”

“She say anything” Sam asked.

“Just that she meant me no harm” Robbie bit his lip.

“And the feather?” Dean inquired as Robbie’s gaze went to the bed side table.