Stronger Than Ever Δ SPN [3]

056. GAME NIGHT

Ophelia sits across from Dean in the library as he attempts to make Mousetrap work.

"Come on." Dean mutters. "Son of a bitch!"

"You suck at this." Ophelia states earning a glare from her father. "Hey, why are we in here? I mean, Libby won't step foot in this room."

"Well, as of now, she refuses to play. Now, if Sam forces her to or she changes her mind or something, then we'll just move to the kitchen or some other room." Dean says.

Libby and Nathan are sitting in the kitchen and playing Uno while Jack and Mary prepare snacks.

"Do you think we have enough?" Mary asks.

"Son of a bitch!" They hear Dean's shout from the other room.

"I thought this was supposed to relax him." Jack says.

"Um, it will... I hope." Mary says. "I just thought it would be nice to stay in for a change. You know, this was his favorite game when he was little. How about you? Feeling better?" She asks Jack.

"Everybody keeps asking me that." Jack says.

"We're family. It's our job." Mary smiles.

"Well, it's annoying." Jack states.

"Jack... if you ever want to talk or vent--"

"You're here. I know." Jack says.

"All right." Mary says and Jack leaves.

"You know, he isn't wrong. It is annoying. Usually instead of saying annoying, we just threaten to punch each other." Libby says.

"Okay." Mary chuckles. "You two sure you're good in here? Game night should be fun."

"No. No, I'm good." Libby denies.

"Okay. If you change your mind..." Mary trails off and Libby nods, Mary leaving the kitchen.

"You know, they'd move the game night in here if you do wanna play." Nathan says.

"I know." Libby mumbles. "You can go play if you want. I can survive a few hours by myself."

"No. No, I have a promise to myself that I will beat you in Uno one day. I am doing my best to make that day today." Nathan says.

"You're never gonna beat me." Libby tells him.

"You don't know." Nathan insists.

"You know, you've rarely left my side in weeks." Libby says.

"Yeah. Yeah, I know." Nathan mumbles.

"I feel like I should be asking if you're okay." Libby says. "Are you okay?"

"I'm fine. I'm just... I like spending time with you." Nathan says. It's not a full lie, but it's not the only reason he stays with her.

"But there's more?" Libby pries.

"Okay, maybe, I just wanna be around in case anything... you know, happens. I mean, last time you were left alone, an archangel got in your head. And then your... your panic attack or... or whatever it was. It... I'm just worried."

"I get it." Libby says. "Thanks for caring... big dork."

"Little dork." Nathan scoffs. "Okay. Play your card. And I swear to God, if it's a--" He's cut off as Libby puts a draw four card down.

"If it's a what?" Libby innocently grins.

"I hate you." Nathan mutters making Libby let out a small laugh.