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34. Country Boy, I Love You

Eileen slung herself over a stool next to where Dean was. He'd finally escaped the horde of hormones and was knocking back some shots.

"Yooo, lemme help you with that," Eileen giggled, her words slurred. She reached over and grabbed one of the glasses, throwing her head back and slamming it back down. She took two more before Dean stopped her.

"Are you alright?"

"Yeah man, I'm fiiiine. Perfect-o."

"I don't think so."

"Hey, you're hot. Wanna fuck?" Dean hesitated.

"Not now."

"What the h-hell does that mean?!" she hiccupped with a sultry frown. Dean sighed and looked around for the others. He saw Connor owning beer pong, and thought he caught a glimpse of Emalee in the crowd, but that was it. He sighed and ran a hand through his hair.

"You need to get home," he muttered.

"Whaaaat, I'm fine! Why would I leave? Yyyyou just need to l-l-loosen up, mistur." Eileen rocked forward and grabbed his collar, tugging him onto the dance floor. Dean looked around wildly for everyone else while Eileen tried to get closer to him. 

Meanwhile, Emalee and Sam were making out in a corner. She had him shoved against the wall, her hands clenched around his collar. His arms wrapped around her waist, pulling her closer.

Cas went looking for Marley, who was still trembling in a bathroom stall. He pushed his way into the bathroom.

"Marley?"

"C-Cas?"

"I'm here." She stood shakily and unlatched the stall door. Her eyes were rimmed with tears, pale tracks down her face. Thank God her makeup was waterproof.

"It's alright. It's okay," he said, putting his arms around her. She curled into his chest, shaking.

"Hey, where're you goooiiing?"

"To get Connor." Dean wrapped his fingers around Eileen's wrist and pulled her along towards the tables.

"Oooh, he's hot too," she giggled, hiccupping again and trying not to trip over her heels. "Threesome?"

"Oh God," Sam moaned. Emalee smirked, pressing closer, his hip grinding into her stomach. She combed her hands through his hair, tugging a little. 

"Cas, I-"

"You don't have to say anything." Marley sniffed, standing there in his arms.

"I want to go home."

"Okay."

Emalee nipped at Sam's lower lip playfully. He kissed hungrily up her jaw, biting her earlobe. She kneaded his back, tilting back her head.

"Lets get out of here," Sam whispered hoarsely, panting for breath. Emalee nodded wordlessly, dazed from both Sam and all the liquor she'd consumed. They linked hands and shoved their way towards the door.

"Where the fuck are you, Connor?" Dean growled, craning his neck. Eileen burped, then laughed uproariously. He shook his head and ignored her. "Let's just get you out to the car."

"Aight," she said, shrugging and laughing even more.

Cas set Marley in Emalee's Hellcat, which she probably wasn't going to be able to drive anyway. He sat down next to her, and pulled her into his lap, cradling her there.

Sam pressed one more heated kiss to Emalee's temple before letting go of her hand and opening the door. She started toward her car, only to trip a little. Sam caught her, chuckling softly. Emalee flipped him off and went for the drivers seat.

"No way, you are not driving."

"The fuck I am, this is my car and no one else fucking touches it or their ass gets handed to them," she growled, grabbing the handle. Sam set a hand over hers and met her gaze. They silently argued for a minute before Emalee sighed, giving in. She slid into the passenger side, Sam into the driver's seat.

Dean almost had to carry Eileen out to the car; she couldn't walk worth a damn. He dumped her into the passenger's seat of her Audi, ignoring her weak protests and waiting for her to pass out. He leaned against the grill and texted Connor.

A couple minutes later he emerged from the building, covered in hickies and lipstick marks. He smiled sheepishly and got into the car.

As carefully as they could, Sam and Dean drove everyone home. They dumped the girls in bed with some Aspirin and a couple buckets, then went to bed themselves, exhausted.

I'd just like to thank all my dedicated readers for sticking with me. I still can't believe this fic's almost at 500 reads! I know it's not actually that much, but it's monumental to me. Thanks so much everyone. 

~Love, Kals

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