Double Take - RP for smart_alec494 and <user site="livejournal.

[hasperkynipples]

Frankly, there were times when he could use an expert's eye.

Not that Dean wasn't an expert himself, but there were guys with a lot more knowledge than him, and there might be something out there that the older people he worked with would love to shove off on a younger, more virile individual. After all, they weren't as fast as they used to be. They could always use a little help here and there. And Dean made a point of checking in on said hunters every now and again, just to make sure they hadn't -- fallen and broken a hip or something.

Or maybe he just wanted to see the look on Bobby's face when he rolled up with a guy who looked just like him, and it just happened to be a really, really big coincidence.

Either way, it was said to be a good time all around, which is why he called up Bobby a few nights back and said he was coming into town, and was wondering if there was anything he could pick up from him and take care of, and maybe grab a beer while he was there. Bobby sounded mildly annoyed to be hearing from him, and sounded like he was trying to dissuade him from making that particular decision, but since when had Dean ever understood the word no.

When he finally arrived at the salvage yard, it was like coming home after a long business trip. It was a place he was starting to think he'd never see again, and while it wasn't a mansion with king size beds in every room, it was quite the beautiful sight to behold.

He climbed out of the Impala and stretched his legs slightly. He turned back to Alec as he came up on his bike and gave him a grin.

"Whadaya think?"

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[jstliketherifle.livejournal.com]

Dean nodded slowly, before turning back to Alec and tilting his head to the side slightly as he placed his hands on the hood of the sedan. "I'm gonna start here. Up to you what you wanna do."

He wasn't going to drag the kid in on his chores, but Alec seemed like he wanted to help, so he wasn't going to deny the extra effort.

[smart-alec494.livejournal.com]

He gave the sedan a narrow look. "Thing looks like it could use more than a transmission flush and spark plugs. That thing needs a make over." But who knew, maybe her engine was fine. He knew motorcycles more than cars.

He pushed up his sleaves and made a bee-line for the physical labor first. He knew he was more suited to it than the other two since it was entirely possable he could actually pick up the sedan Dean was sweet talking. He's wait until dark to poke his nosey little cat snoot into everything.

[maninflannel.livejournal.com]

Bobby waited until they got to work then went over to continue what he'd been doing before. He figured if they had anything to talk to him about, they would. Otherwise, he didn't really see much of a need for talking.

[jstliketherifle.livejournal.com]

Dean popped the hood on the sedan and started going to work on the engine. Maybe he was right, and the car did need a bit closer to a makeover, but in the meantime, he could at least make her purr. He looked over the engine for a minute, getting acquainted with the kind of engine he had and what kind of tools he would need, before heading back to the tool shed and pulling out the things he needed.

[smart-alec494.livejournal.com]

Alec bit his lip as he wandered from maintanance job to maintinance job, not giving in to his natural impulse to talk. He didn't ramble but he was a talker. These men clearly weren't. He was trying to adjust to a new behavior pattern.

Sanding, greasing and really what was this thing that was wedged into the shed door that made it scream like a jet taking off and kept it from closing propperly? He grabbed it and yanked it free. Now there was a nice hole to repair. "Huh"

[maninflannel.livejournal.com]

Bobby kept glanced up at the boys every so often to see what they were up to. He caught sight of Alec at the shed and just stared, wordlessly.

[jstliketherifle.livejournal.com]

Dean's head was buried in the car, just finishing tightening some things up, getting ready to flush the transmission before he heard Alec speak up from where he was standing at the shed, and just watching carefully for Bobby's reaction, just to see what would go down.

[smart-alec494.livejournal.com]

He still couldn't sort out what the hell it was, maybe a claw? Looked more like mineral that protien though. He shoved it in his back pocket to sort out later. He ran his fingers across the hole and starts a visual search for something to patch it with when the hair on the back of his neck started to stand up.

Bobby watching him. Staring. It had taken a minute to register because Bobby had been keeping an eye on him, but this was different. He turned towards the man and gave a casual grin, hoping to disarm if he's some how messed up. "Should I have not done that? You want me to put it back?"

[maninflannel.livejournal.com]

Bobby raised a brow then shook his head. "No..just don't break anything, kid."

[jstliketherifle.livejournal.com]

Dean smirked, before going back to the car. The Winchesters had had a habit of getting into things they really probably shouldn't, and he knew that Bobby was used to things going slightly awry. Now it was all a matter of seeing how far his patience would take him.

[smart-alec494.livejournal.com]

"Breaking things is to easy to be any fun." He shrugs and turns back to what he was doing. After a minute he picks up a pair of work gloves to put between his skin and the coragated metal of the shed door and starts bending the torn peices back down to where they go. It would be easier to patch once the surface was flat.

[maninflannel.livejournal.com]

Bobby rolled his eyes and got back to work. He stopped after awhile and stretched, then rubbed the back of his neck. He glanced out over the boys again and sighed, then called out, "Y'boys hungry?"

[jstliketherifle.livejournal.com]

"Always," Dean grinned, rubbing some of the grease off his hands and onto his jeans. "You know that."

[smart-alec494.livejournal.com]

"Food?" Yeah, it was safe to say that Alec was hungry. He turned back to what he was doing for a second until it was a good place to leave off and then makes his way over to them.

[maninflannel.livejournal.com]

Bobby headed into the kitchen where he washed up and started poking around for something to eat. He wasn't that much of a cooking man, but he usually made do when he needed to. He picked up a bag of pretzels to toss to Dean, figuring they could start somewhere while he figured it out.

[jstliketherifle.livejournal.com]

Dean caught the bag and settled down at one of the kitchen tables, pulling the bag open and offering it to Alec before he stuck his hand in.

[smart-alec494.livejournal.com]

Alec grabbed a handful and popped on into his mouth befor his inquisitive fingers started poking at things near him. He wasn't trying t be nosey, just simply curious.

[maninflannel.livejournal.com]

Bobby pulled out a pan and started preparation to fry a few burgers. He glanced over at Alec. "Help you with somethin'?"

[jstliketherifle.livejournal.com]

Dean just dug into the pretzels, watching the two of them interact.

[smart-alec494.livejournal.com]

"No, I'm good." It's polite enough. he's not trying to be rude or dismissive. He just doesn't need any help with his investigating. It's actually that he doesn't understand this as being rude. Kitchen's are public spaces so things left there are public. He would never enter Bobby's sleeping space for instance, without a specific and deliberate invitation. After a moment he unearths a book and flips. "Wait." Clearly he's changed his mind. "what language is this? I don't know it." He sounds a bit surprised and so it isn't anything Europian or Asian. Unless it's a dead language.

[maninflannel.livejournal.com]

Bobby looked over to Alec and stepped over, still holding his hot and greasy spatula. He took the book, snapping it shut. "It's nothin' you need to be readin'," Bobby answered. He tucked the book onto a shelf and went back to cooking.

He wasn't used to having people over, looking through his things, and he didn't care for it. Especially not with all the various information that his books contained...and with no knowledge of the person trying to see it.

[jstliketherifle.livejournal.com]

Dean sighed slightly before shaking his head and looking over at Alec. "Don't take it too personally, dude. Bobby doesn't like it when other people touch his things."

[smart-alec494.livejournal.com]

Dean saying that was the only thing that kept Alec from falling into a full on cat pout. The kind that let the whole room know they'd been wronged somehow. He didn't like his curiosity being snapped at like that.

He huffed and tried to let it go. But it had been right out there. Along with all this other neat stuff that he now got the feeling he wasn't allowed to poke at. "Then why was it out here? Kitchen's are public spaces." He figured if he couldn't touch or read he could at least know why.