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regala_electraFive Times Dean Wished He'd Never Met Faith (And One Time He Kinda Didn't)
Author: Regala Electra
Fandoms: BtVs/AtS & SPN
Pairing: Faith/Dean
Rating: PG-13 (I'm shocked too)
Spoilers: BtVS/AtS is fair game; SPN "In My Time of Dying"
Summary: There are very good reasons why Dean enjoys Faith's company. These are not those times.
Author's Notes: As requested by![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
callmesandy for a five things list!fic. The "one time he kinda didn't" was added on by me to lessen the angst. Er, I'm not sure it worked. Feedback appreciated.
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5. Dean's been searching for his keys for the past half-hour, finally hunting underneath the motel bed, but only finds dust bunnies. Unless they're possessed dust bunnies who've hidden his key, he figures he's shit out of luck.
Not even bothering to feign concern for this huge tragedy while he messes around on the new laptop, Sam just tells Dean to retrace his steps. Yeah, like that's freakin' helpful.
Faith strolls in carrying a tray of coffees, bearing one of those smiles on her face that should be infectious (and would've if Dean's keys were where they belonged – in his damn pocket).
"We motoring soon?"
The way she asks it, oh, it's a dangerous question. Faith sets down the tray and that smile just gets bigger as she smoothly takes the keys out of her cleavage. It's an easy move, like naturally you'd always find keys to the best damn car on the road between the tits of one of the best lays in the damn universe.
Hell, Dean ain't gonna complain about Faith swiping his keys now that he has that interesting visual, only Faith then says, "I’m driving."
Sam shuts the laptop and picks up his bag from the floor with an eager bounce of energy that makes Dean instantly suspicious. Like Sam’s been in on this thing the whole time. He casts one of those annoying little brother looks at him (the one that sorta says dude, you are so whipped) and announces that he's ready to go.
Meanwhile Dean is trying to figure out if he's got any shot of tackling Faith and wrestling his keys back that won't end in his ass getting beat down all too easily.
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4. Dean doesn't dance, okay?
Sure, it's one way to meet chicks, but that means dancing to that shitty club music that just pounds into your head without the comforting guitar thrumming through all the background noise. It's all drums and keyboards and computers and high-tech crap.
But Faith loves that crap and when they've got self-imposed shore leave (sometimes you need a breather between intense hunts, man), she insists they come with her to a club. She's almost more invested in seeing Sam hooking up than Sam is. Dean would make a crack about being a voyeur, but she'd probably agree with him and say if it's cool with him, she'd love to watch his brother get laid. And that is not cool with Dean in so many ways.
Dean won't dance with her and Faith's never been big on boundaries and they've been fucking for three months now (in some circles, it's called dating, although they seemed to have skipped all the boring parts and gotten right quick to the fun stuff). Where was he? Oh yeah, about to drag her away from her vertical throw-down with a goddamn trio of guys, all vying to get into her pants. It’s fucking with clothes on and it’s fun when Faith’s invested in the girl-on-girl stuff, but there ain’t anything fun about her doing a gangbang with some frat boys in front of his eyes.
Dean doesn't like wearing jealously like he's got his damn heart on his sleeve and he hates that when she's dancing, just like when she's fighting, she is in the moment. There is nothing else in the world but the moves and none of them are really planned out. It makes her a dangerous fighter and most of the time, one of the best, but when it comes to this, it's all danger and few benefits. For him at least. She’s having a hell of a time.
Then she looks at him, this look like she's asking something she's never asked before and Dean knows what it is. But Sam just has to bound over to Dean, leaving the cute blonde girl he was with completely hanging (Jesus, Sam's getting to be a master of not getting laid), so that he can say in his best Know-It-All voice, "She wants you to dance with her, Dean."
"I don't dance," Dean says, and it's quick, but he really wishes he did, just this once.
A new song starts up and whatever Faith had wanted, she doesn't care about it anymore, moving into a new patch of guys willing to be her dancing little go-go fucktoys.
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3. She's different from Dean. She'll bounce back. She'll deal. She doesn't forgive, that's not what she does, just brushes it off and tells him about ducks and water.
They'll get into fights sometimes. The kind of arguments that don’t mean anything once they’ve had time to cool off. You share enough personal space and it gets tiring sometimes and they never agreed to make this permanent – for her to stick around longer than it takes to have a good time and kill some evil sons of bitches.
And she looks forward to hopping a plane coast to coast and even across the ocean like it’s nothing for her. She loves a good fight and enjoys spending time with him (and not just in the bed) and she’s got a knack of making Sam smile even when Dean can’t quite do it. But she’s a master of moving, more than anyone else and she tells him he doesn’t want to see her baggage and Dean cuts off the fake apology, saying he gets it.
It still hurts like a bitch to know that when she's gone, she's not sparing a thought for him.
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2. He has one shot, he was told this, told it when he didn't realize what it would mean and that it would hurt this fucking much. A choice and now it’s real and he has to fucking end this.
Faith or Sam.
There are yellow eyes that mock him just by staring. A gravelly voice that's as close to being his father’s as it can be (the Demon had picked a near doppelganger this time around). and Dean's got no fucking time to spare.
Still Dean pauses, a split second and he's lost. And he hates the choice he makes, but it's always got to be Sam. Even if Faith doesn't ever understand, when it comes down to it, he's gotta pick Sam.
There's a laugh and it's the Demon's, so fucking sure of itself. Dean used to have goddamn clarity, but that was a long time ago.
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1. Faith won't do him a goddamn favor and lie to him. She'd told him about the short shelf life of Slayers and in his work, he should know better. He's come back from death twice; figured they'd offer more chances to people like Faith and Sam, not just a regular human.
But there's nothing to bargain with and Faith's wounds are the type that kill a normal person in minutes but she's gotten twenty good minutes. Dean's not sure that's much of a favor.
So she gasps out her last breath (she's not even twenty-fucking-nine yet), and tells him what possessions she was most attached to, asking him to burn the fuckers till there’s nothing left. "I'm stupid sometimes, Dean," she tells in a horrible rattle. Before he can tell her she's not, she says, "I might try to stick around. You make sure I don't."
He'll burn the body later, just like he did with Dad's, just like he might have to someday with Sam, if Dean doesn't check out (and really check out this time, no third resurrection for him, he's had enough of it) before his brother.
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0. "Wishes don't do jack," she tells him from the backseat. All the windows are rolled down and her hair flies in the wind. Dean pushes for more speed, enjoying how her hair looks as it whips across her face.
"Yeah," he agrees, "It all goes straight to hell."
Sam's staring out at the blur of rolling fields of the autumn harvest. He's getting too damn good at the silences.
"Like, if I ever wished I'd never met you and Sam-"
"Whoa, why'd you wish something like that?"
She raises an eyebrow at him. "Do I have to bring up the evil stuffed animals or should I jump straight to the succubus that nearly killed us all?"
Dean just chuckles.
"It's all relative or some shit. Patterns forming. Things turning out for the better and things just getting fucked up, because that's how it goes."
"You're a master of making mistakes, huh?"
Faith holds back her hair from her face and says very seriously, "Damn straight. Best in the where-ever-the-hell-this-is."
"It’s Virginia," Sam informs her, snapping out of his angst fest.
"Look, you ever get tempted to make a stupid wish, just don’t, okay?" Faith lets her hair fly loose again and just for this second, Dean can’t think of any wishes he’d want to make and that moment, that’s one moment he’ll learn to savor, if it ever has to come to that.
There’s miles still to burn and Dean doesn’t want to know where it ends.
end
Additional Story Note:
From 4: “Sure, it's one way to meet chicks…”
Inspired by Farscape, Scratch and Sniff (Season 3).
Pilot: "It made him dance?" John, defensively, "Hey, it's a great way to meet girls!"
Author: Regala Electra
Fandoms: BtVs/AtS & SPN
Pairing: Faith/Dean
Rating: PG-13 (I'm shocked too)
Spoilers: BtVS/AtS is fair game; SPN "In My Time of Dying"
Summary: There are very good reasons why Dean enjoys Faith's company. These are not those times.
Author's Notes: As requested by
callmesandy for a five things list!fic. The "one time he kinda didn't" was added on by me to lessen the angst. Er, I'm not sure it worked. Feedback appreciated.*
5. Dean's been searching for his keys for the past half-hour, finally hunting underneath the motel bed, but only finds dust bunnies. Unless they're possessed dust bunnies who've hidden his key, he figures he's shit out of luck.
Not even bothering to feign concern for this huge tragedy while he messes around on the new laptop, Sam just tells Dean to retrace his steps. Yeah, like that's freakin' helpful.
Faith strolls in carrying a tray of coffees, bearing one of those smiles on her face that should be infectious (and would've if Dean's keys were where they belonged – in his damn pocket).
"We motoring soon?"
The way she asks it, oh, it's a dangerous question. Faith sets down the tray and that smile just gets bigger as she smoothly takes the keys out of her cleavage. It's an easy move, like naturally you'd always find keys to the best damn car on the road between the tits of one of the best lays in the damn universe.
Hell, Dean ain't gonna complain about Faith swiping his keys now that he has that interesting visual, only Faith then says, "I’m driving."
Sam shuts the laptop and picks up his bag from the floor with an eager bounce of energy that makes Dean instantly suspicious. Like Sam’s been in on this thing the whole time. He casts one of those annoying little brother looks at him (the one that sorta says dude, you are so whipped) and announces that he's ready to go.
Meanwhile Dean is trying to figure out if he's got any shot of tackling Faith and wrestling his keys back that won't end in his ass getting beat down all too easily.
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4. Dean doesn't dance, okay?
Sure, it's one way to meet chicks, but that means dancing to that shitty club music that just pounds into your head without the comforting guitar thrumming through all the background noise. It's all drums and keyboards and computers and high-tech crap.
But Faith loves that crap and when they've got self-imposed shore leave (sometimes you need a breather between intense hunts, man), she insists they come with her to a club. She's almost more invested in seeing Sam hooking up than Sam is. Dean would make a crack about being a voyeur, but she'd probably agree with him and say if it's cool with him, she'd love to watch his brother get laid. And that is not cool with Dean in so many ways.
Dean won't dance with her and Faith's never been big on boundaries and they've been fucking for three months now (in some circles, it's called dating, although they seemed to have skipped all the boring parts and gotten right quick to the fun stuff). Where was he? Oh yeah, about to drag her away from her vertical throw-down with a goddamn trio of guys, all vying to get into her pants. It’s fucking with clothes on and it’s fun when Faith’s invested in the girl-on-girl stuff, but there ain’t anything fun about her doing a gangbang with some frat boys in front of his eyes.
Dean doesn't like wearing jealously like he's got his damn heart on his sleeve and he hates that when she's dancing, just like when she's fighting, she is in the moment. There is nothing else in the world but the moves and none of them are really planned out. It makes her a dangerous fighter and most of the time, one of the best, but when it comes to this, it's all danger and few benefits. For him at least. She’s having a hell of a time.
Then she looks at him, this look like she's asking something she's never asked before and Dean knows what it is. But Sam just has to bound over to Dean, leaving the cute blonde girl he was with completely hanging (Jesus, Sam's getting to be a master of not getting laid), so that he can say in his best Know-It-All voice, "She wants you to dance with her, Dean."
"I don't dance," Dean says, and it's quick, but he really wishes he did, just this once.
A new song starts up and whatever Faith had wanted, she doesn't care about it anymore, moving into a new patch of guys willing to be her dancing little go-go fucktoys.
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3. She's different from Dean. She'll bounce back. She'll deal. She doesn't forgive, that's not what she does, just brushes it off and tells him about ducks and water.
They'll get into fights sometimes. The kind of arguments that don’t mean anything once they’ve had time to cool off. You share enough personal space and it gets tiring sometimes and they never agreed to make this permanent – for her to stick around longer than it takes to have a good time and kill some evil sons of bitches.
And she looks forward to hopping a plane coast to coast and even across the ocean like it’s nothing for her. She loves a good fight and enjoys spending time with him (and not just in the bed) and she’s got a knack of making Sam smile even when Dean can’t quite do it. But she’s a master of moving, more than anyone else and she tells him he doesn’t want to see her baggage and Dean cuts off the fake apology, saying he gets it.
It still hurts like a bitch to know that when she's gone, she's not sparing a thought for him.
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2. He has one shot, he was told this, told it when he didn't realize what it would mean and that it would hurt this fucking much. A choice and now it’s real and he has to fucking end this.
Faith or Sam.
There are yellow eyes that mock him just by staring. A gravelly voice that's as close to being his father’s as it can be (the Demon had picked a near doppelganger this time around). and Dean's got no fucking time to spare.
Still Dean pauses, a split second and he's lost. And he hates the choice he makes, but it's always got to be Sam. Even if Faith doesn't ever understand, when it comes down to it, he's gotta pick Sam.
There's a laugh and it's the Demon's, so fucking sure of itself. Dean used to have goddamn clarity, but that was a long time ago.
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1. Faith won't do him a goddamn favor and lie to him. She'd told him about the short shelf life of Slayers and in his work, he should know better. He's come back from death twice; figured they'd offer more chances to people like Faith and Sam, not just a regular human.
But there's nothing to bargain with and Faith's wounds are the type that kill a normal person in minutes but she's gotten twenty good minutes. Dean's not sure that's much of a favor.
So she gasps out her last breath (she's not even twenty-fucking-nine yet), and tells him what possessions she was most attached to, asking him to burn the fuckers till there’s nothing left. "I'm stupid sometimes, Dean," she tells in a horrible rattle. Before he can tell her she's not, she says, "I might try to stick around. You make sure I don't."
He'll burn the body later, just like he did with Dad's, just like he might have to someday with Sam, if Dean doesn't check out (and really check out this time, no third resurrection for him, he's had enough of it) before his brother.
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0. "Wishes don't do jack," she tells him from the backseat. All the windows are rolled down and her hair flies in the wind. Dean pushes for more speed, enjoying how her hair looks as it whips across her face.
"Yeah," he agrees, "It all goes straight to hell."
Sam's staring out at the blur of rolling fields of the autumn harvest. He's getting too damn good at the silences.
"Like, if I ever wished I'd never met you and Sam-"
"Whoa, why'd you wish something like that?"
She raises an eyebrow at him. "Do I have to bring up the evil stuffed animals or should I jump straight to the succubus that nearly killed us all?"
Dean just chuckles.
"It's all relative or some shit. Patterns forming. Things turning out for the better and things just getting fucked up, because that's how it goes."
"You're a master of making mistakes, huh?"
Faith holds back her hair from her face and says very seriously, "Damn straight. Best in the where-ever-the-hell-this-is."
"It’s Virginia," Sam informs her, snapping out of his angst fest.
"Look, you ever get tempted to make a stupid wish, just don’t, okay?" Faith lets her hair fly loose again and just for this second, Dean can’t think of any wishes he’d want to make and that moment, that’s one moment he’ll learn to savor, if it ever has to come to that.
There’s miles still to burn and Dean doesn’t want to know where it ends.
end
Additional Story Note:
From 4: “Sure, it's one way to meet chicks…”
Inspired by Farscape, Scratch and Sniff (Season 3).
Pilot: "It made him dance?" John, defensively, "Hey, it's a great way to meet girls!"
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Date: 2006-10-02 04:39 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-10-03 12:36 am (UTC)0 was me trying to tie up the theme and not have it be as utterly bleak. Savoring the good moments and whatnot.
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Date: 2006-10-02 04:58 am (UTC)And in a beautiful coincidence, I'm watching Jensen on Dark Angel on SciFi.
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Date: 2006-10-03 12:38 am (UTC)Thank you!
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Date: 2006-10-02 05:03 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-10-03 12:38 am (UTC)I enjoy writing Dean. He's just so...Dean.
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Date: 2006-10-02 09:30 am (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2006-10-03 01:23 am (UTC)I shall point you in the friendly direction of
I also have written several other stories in my lj (all connected under the tag faith/dean). ;-)
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Date: 2006-10-03 01:32 am (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2006-10-05 02:00 am (UTC)Interesting thing on the 2 & 1 'times' - I wrote them in that order (one after the other) but I didn't originally intend for them to read as happening one after the other. I cut a line in 2, where Faith basically saves herself (cuz that's just how she rolls and she's fought badder monsters in the dark), but this is Dean's story of regrets and angst and misunderstanding.
I feel really bad about killing Faith and totally have to get my mind back into my "Other Myths That Aren't True" 'verse, where Dean & Faith share sexy voicemails and text messages, hook up in a diner bathroom, and do the fun sex 'n snark thang.
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Date: 2006-10-04 07:10 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-10-05 02:03 am (UTC)When I wrote 0, it was to attempt to tie up the jumbled theme and to show how Dean could cope, after all the regret and pain. It's actually taking place in the past; before, at the very least, the 3 'time.'
However, I think the wishverse idea rocks. :-)
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Date: 2006-10-19 02:49 am (UTC)For the next part in my Other Myths That Aren't True, Dean will get to speak to Buffy, however briefly, when Buffy calls Faith's cell phone and there may be misunderstandings, but nothing earth-shattering.
Dean might like Buffy's Leader Mode, which really kicked into gear in the later BtVS seasons. Dean really does like being second-in-command, which is neat and speaks volumes as to the role he likes to take (the mediator, but strong enough and diplomatic enough that he's nearly an equal and could be the leader, but he'd rather have someone he perceives as "the expert" acting as the commander).
I always imagine that after BtVS, Buffy's very invested in the new Watcher's Council/Slayer Conference group/thingummy, even when I like to picture her living a fabulous life in Rome.
She'd still slay, but she'd be slightly more professional about it, unlike Faith, who embraces her wanderlust in these stories I'm writing about Faith and Dean. Faith's constantly on the move because that's what she wants to do with the rest of her life (I keep on seeing her try the balance of sorta-normal and the slaying world, and she crashes and burns and breaks things off with Wood really badly).
I'd have to actually write a fic out with Buffy and Dean interacting to get at the heart of it because I'm not sure. I do think that they'd work well together. Even when Buffy's been accused of been "bossy" Dean seems to work best with demanding, angsty, and needy people.
One of the reasons I love Dean and Sam's relationship is that Dean's such a good big brother, even when he's a jerk, and Dean's fabulous at smoothing things over when it's really needed, something that might work really well in interactions with Buffy.
Plus, he'd be hella amused that a slight little blonde California chick can kick so much ass without breaking a sweat.
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Date: 2006-10-19 03:17 am (UTC)Oh. Me too! I know she'll be heavily involved with the council and stuff, probably travelling internationally when needed. Although, I have this idea, a feeling that she won't be really involved in the Council decisions because she's still feeling stung by the mutiny. She'll be the Chief Slayer, yes, and Giles will frequently allude that she should take the leadership but she keeps ducking it. Saying he's doing fine and she's alright being just one of the board members and getting control of Rome but Giles knows that its isn't the case but he doesn't push. Much.
So by the time Andrew rolls along its Giles who decides that Angel is no longer in the side of Angels (heh). Buffy learns about this and she really doesn't believe that because she remembers the amulet, what he offered to do and what happened to Spike but she keeps her peace.
And, oh, look I've wandered of topic. *wry*
She'd still slay, but she'd be slightly more professional about it, unlike Faith, who embraces her wanderlust in these stories I'm writing about Faith and Dean.
That's what I always thought Buffy's approached about slaying was -- its her calling but its also her job. Being the slayer isn't all of her and for once in her life she has a chance to pursue something, maybe even finish college in Rome, to really live.
I'd have to actually write a fic out with Buffy and Dean interacting to get at the heart of it because I'm not sure. I do think that they'd work well together. Even when Buffy's been accused of been "bossy" Dean seems to work best with demanding, angsty, and needy people.
I have to confess, I'm more of a Buffy/Dean person because much as I love Buffy/Angel I really want Buffy to have a non-angsty relationship with a 'normal' guy who really understands her life. Riley tried it but his issues got in the way (and no way, no how am I buying ME's interpretation that its Buffy's issues that got in the way). They have enough in common and like Faith, Buffy will see through his pick-up lines. Dean's like, the perfect Riley/Xander/Angel combination. Of course, that could only be me. *grins*
Don't listen to me, though, 'cause I tried to write Buffy/Dean and it just ended up with them becoming buddies or something. Apparently, all of Dean's pick-up lines were too corny for Buffy that all she did was roll her eyes at him the whole time. Even when he wasn't even doing the line thing anymore.
One of the reasons I love Dean and Sam's relationship is that Dean's such a good big brother, even when he's a jerk, and Dean's fabulous at smoothing things over when it's really needed, something that might work really well in interactions with Buffy.
Yeah, that's what I love about Dean he's just... at first you'd think he's all this surface features you know, the playboy jerk but beneath that... it's Oh, Dean.
Plus, he'd be hella amused that a slight little blonde California chick can kick so much ass without breaking a sweat.
*smirk* Oh, he so would.
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Date: 2006-12-05 06:02 am (UTC)This was a whim, you see. I'm being driven insane by the stress of this week (as it is the week before finals) and I desperately needed something to entertain me. My F-list is rampant about Buffy/Dean, Shotguns and Stakes, yadda yadda. However, I've always sussed that if Dean was going to get drunk and screw anyone from Buffy-verse it would logically be Faith. So, I went a huntin' and voila, here I am. I might just have to stick around too. Girl could get used to this. Definitely my kind of crack. =)
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Date: 2006-12-06 05:24 am (UTC)I have a couple of one shot Faith/Dean fics and I'm currently working on an ongoing series of standalones called Other Myths That Aren't True.
Hee, for me, I always see Buffy with either Angel or Spike. She's got too much invested with those vamps of hers. ;-)
Plus, Faith and Dean? Work crazy well together.
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Date: 2008-02-21 11:35 am (UTC)They were all incredibly vivid, but for some reason this line just made me seem them so clearly:
Hell, Dean ain't gonna complain about Faith swiping his keys now that he has that interesting visual, only Faith then says, "I’m driving."
Just fyi: I'm going to be working my way through your Faith/Dean (danegen rec'd you) over the next little while, so it will probably seem like I'm stalking you.
You might also like danegen's latest vidlet--it's Faith/Dean and Buffy/Sam and a stylish crossover thingy. http://danegen.livejournal.com/3914.html
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Date: 2010-07-09 06:54 am (UTC)Sam shuts the laptop and picks up his bag from the floor with an eager bounce of energy that makes Dean instantly suspicious. Like Sam’s been in on this thing the whole time. He casts one of those annoying little brother looks at him (the one that sorta says dude, you are so whipped) and announces that he's ready to go.
Meanwhile Dean is trying to figure out if he's got any shot of tackling Faith and wrestling his keys back that won't end in his ass getting beat down all too easily.
-- The chemistry all three of them have together is INSANE!
And she looks forward to hopping a plane coast to coast and even across the ocean like it’s nothing for her. She loves a good fight and enjoys spending time with him (and not just in the bed) and she’s got a knack of making Sam smile even when Dean can’t quite do it. But she’s a master of moving, more than anyone else and she tells him he doesn’t want to see her baggage and Dean cuts off the fake apology, saying he gets it.
-- That is SO them!
Way to kill Faith and then put something slightly fluffy at the end. It's unnerving and it is so what Faith/Dean would be like. I see you wrote this eons ago... I hope you come back to writing about this pairing cause you're damn good at it.
xx Dulce