Heroes (We Could Be)

6) Drive!

The song used for the title is sung by Alan Jackson.

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With her body exhausted and her mind full of everything that had happened to her Beck, snuggled up to Sam, and began to dream.

*Dream*

"How did we get back in the root cellar?" I wondered

"Whoa there, easy honey or ur gonna topple both of us." Dean said near me

"What happened?"

"Ghost got us."

A moment later Dean and I were standing. Now I had my hand on his chest, over his heart to be precise; I could feel it beating beneath my hand.

Hadn't I done this before?

Dean's hand covered my own and my own heart raced familiarly.

We stood there like that for I don't know how long until I heard..... "Here ya go Becky-love."

*End Dream*

Beck sat up slowly from sleeping against Sam, yawned, and rubbed her eyes.

"Did you say something, Dean?" Beck asked sleepily.

Beck looked down and found Dean's leather jacket draped over her. She smiled at his gesture.

She turned her head to Sam and found he was asleep. She shook her head fondly at the sleeping man she had used as a pillow.

"Sam's out." Beck commented.

"Bobby too." Dean said back.

Beck pulled Dean's jacket from its position on her and put it on. She shifted slightly in her seat, moved Sam's arm back against him, and rested her head against Dean's shoulder.

"How long have you been driving without any sleep?" she asked starting to yawn again.

Dean began to answer when suddenly Castiel appeared in front of the Impala. He had to swerve and brake to avoid hitting the angel.

"Holy shit!" Beck exclaimed, when they had stopped.

"Yea." Dean agreed.

Miraculously Sam and Bobby were still asleep. The incident had not even made them stir, nor had Beck's exclamation.

Dean and Beck turned and looked at the other two still zonked out. The awake passenger and driver of the Impala unbuckled their seat belts. Dean threw open his door, got out, and Beck followed suit assisted by Dean. Dean closed his car door, exchanged a look with Beck, and the pair busted up laughing.

"Well, I'm definitely awake now!" she giggled, "Nice driving, mister."

"Thanks, nice reaction to the suicidal angel." he returned with a chuckle.

Beck closed the distance between herself and Dean, smiled, and planted a kiss on his lips.

"There's your kiss, I'd say you've earned it after that fancy driving maneuver." she said, after pulling away from a pleasantly surprised Dean.

Dean grinned like a Cheshire cat, Bobby may have earned two kisses on the cheek, but he had gotten one smack on his lips.

"Dean." Castiel said interrupting the hunter's pleasant revelation.

"Cas, what the hell man?! I could have hit you!" Dean fumed at his angel friend.

"It probably would have done more damage to the Impala than him." Beck quipped.