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75th Hunt [Video | Action]

[Dean is approaching this whole thing with a lot of mixed feelings. He knows he could see Sam. He also knows seeing Sam would mean losing him again and as much as he wants to see Sam, he doesn't know if he can handle losing him again. He's a bit grumpy but he's sitting on the hood of the Impala just off the square with a half a tin of Mary's cherry pie and a six pack of beer. He's ~~Sam~~people watching.]

Great. One of these weekends again. Don't touch the car without permission. Make a line over there to touch me and I'm way more awesome than Carver Edlund ever imagined.

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I'll talk to him. Maybe he'll confide in me.

[She goes back to leaning against him, grateful for the comfort it offers.]

I wish I could stay longer than the few days I seem to get. I'd like to get to know your mother.

Thanks, Red.

[He takes a deep breath and presses a kiss to the top of her head.]</small. Yeah, I wish you could get to know her too. She's amazing. I mean I know she screwed up making that deal but...she couldn't help it, Anna. She had to.

Seems to be an inherited trait.

[She sighs a little at the contact. Familiar and tender, two things she'd never expected from a man like Dean Winchester when she met him.]

[Dean smirks at that mostly to keep from being embarrassed by the compliment.] You trying to get in my pants?

[It's a little bit of a joke.]

Isn't that usually how this works?

[She doesn't mind the joke and gives him a little nudge with her elbow in return.]

A great night of sex and I'm gone the next day.

[He grins at her and winks.] That an offer, Red?

[Because he's going to take you up on it if it is.]

Could be?

[She smiles and looks down at the ground before back at him. She won't say no, but its his call, he's the one that remembers after she's gone.]

[He considers it for a damn long moment because he is going to be the one left behind. Finally he nods.] Come on, Red. Let's head back to the apartment.

[he stops long enough to place hand at the back of her neck and pull her in for a real kiss. This might not be the smartest thing he's done but the intimacy is something he could really use right now.]

[She doesn't let him rush, reaching up to caress his rough cheek as they kiss. If he needs this as badly as he seems to, as badly as she does, she's going to make sure they get everything they want out of it.

They have the weekend after all.]

Just like that, huh?

[She chuckles as she slides off the hood of the Impala.]

[Dean smirks and reaches out for her hand as she slides off the hood of the car. He pulls her close so that when he bows his head, he's just a whisper away.]

Angel, you wanna spend the night with me?

[It's in that low, husky sort of voice he occasionally uses.]

[As a human, she enjoyed sex. It was freeing and exciting. As an angel, it's a reminder of all of that. And while she isn't the blushing human she once was, she can still loose herself in the moment, turning her head to brush her lips against his neck as she replies.]

Only if you can show me heaven.

[Dean chuckles a little bit and takes a deep breath.]

You'll have to let me know when we get there.

I think you'll notice.

[She reaches up and pulls him down for another soft kiss.]

Come on, before your mother gets home.

[He chuckles at that and shakes his head.] She doesn't actually live in the same apartment.

[But he goes around to open the car door for her anyway.]

Really? You let her have her own place and everything?

[She's as genuinely surprised as she is intrigued. Sure Dean's the proverbial big boy, but it's still his mother. One he hasn't seen since, well, technically since Anna tried to kill her, but effectively since childhood.]

Let me guess, next door? Down the hall in my former apartment?

[She knows him well.] She found a house. There's an apartment above the garage I live in.

[It's his own space so his Mom isn't witness to everything he does but she's still close.] She's got a lawn.

[And he sounds pretty happy about that.]

[Anna's just going to chuckle at that for awhile as she slides into the car and makes herself comfortable.]

Do you have to mow it for beer money?

[He just grins and shakes his head.] Hell no. I mow it for all the pie and sugar cookies I can eat.

You're a man of simple tastes, aren't you?

[So different from some humans. Dean would be happy just to live in a life where his family was safe and he could enjoy the things he was so often denied.]

What can I say? I'm easy. [He winks at her then and pulls the Impala into the driveway of a house with a garage and backyard.]

[She looks at the house. So nice and normal. It almost reminds her of the one she grew up in as a human. The one she can barely remember now with all of her other life crammed back into her head.]

It's much nicer than the apartments were. Even after we expanded them into each other.

[He parks the car in the garage and goes around to wait for her to get out. He'll take her hand when she does.]

I don't know. I liked the apartments but this seemed more...Mom.

It's a home Dean. That always feels more... family-like.

[Getting out, she willingly offers her hand, giving him a slight squeeze when she does. This place is artificial to her, she can't feel settled, but Dean has a life here and part of her is very thankful for that... and sad that she can't be here to share any of it. After all the work they did, after all the fights they've had, if she'd ever had something like this back home many things would have been different.]

[he smirks a little.] Yeah, guess I've forgotten what that feels like.

[They immediately turn into a staircase that leads up to the apartment above the garage. It's occurred to him too, that she should be here to experience all of this and it sucks that she's not. It's also pretty much as he expects. Dean doesn't get to have anything nice for too long before the universe screws him. He unlocks the door at the top of the staircase and throws it open.]

Home sweet home.

[It's kind of messy but thankfully he hasn't been back long enough to make a big mess.]

[She doesn't mind, the whole thing is very... Dean. Comforting as much as she allows.]

It's nice.

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