Star-Crossed (Completed)

08

Nadia's pov

I woke up from my nap. I've been in a Bunker for nearly 12 hours.

Its nice to be away from my mom. I got up, getting dressed.

After I got dressed, I heading to the library. I turned corner.

I hear moaning sounds as I see Dean there as he was on his laptop. "Hey, Dean," I said.

He turns around, pausing the screen. "Oh, hey Nadia," he said, minimizing the screen.

"What you doing?" I asked, sitting down. "Nothing. How did you sleep?" he asked.

"Good, I feel better," I said. "Good," he said.

"Dean, is Sam okay?" I asked. "Yeah, why?" he asked.

"He looks sick like something is killing him," I said. "Don't worry, he'll be fine," he said.

I nodded. "I like to get away from Lebanon," I said.

"Where would you like to go?" he asked.
"I'd like to go to Miami to get away for a few days," I said.

"Let me go talk to Sam, I'll be right back," he said, getting up. "Okay," I said, smiling.

I move his laptop to me. "What were you watching, Dean," I whispered, clicked on the internet icon.

It opened up to a porn site. I muted it then played the video.

I see two women, an Asian woman and a white woman with a crooked nose.

It was year 1990. "She looks fami...," I paused as my jaw dropped as I recognize that its my mom in the video. 

"Damn, my mom was a knockout," I whispered, smiling. 'I'm going to hell', I thought.

I hear Dean's boots coming back and I hear Sam's thoughts. 

'After we drop Nadia off, we gotta find Crowley..'. I quickly minimized it, moving the laptop back to where it was.

I pretended that I didn't look at it. "Hi, Nadia," Sam said.

He looks like he's gonna pass out. "So you want to take break from Lebanon to Miami?" Sam asked.

"Yes, just to take some time away from Lebanon as well," I said. "We can arrange that," Sam said, continuing to cough.

I nodded as I looked at Dean with darts in my eyes. He looked at me, confused.

"What?" Dean asked. "Nothing," I said, taking another sip.

Dean has no idea that I noticed he was watching my mom's old porn video. Sam looked at me then at him.

An Hour Later

Dean and Sam took me to the bus station in Omaha. The bus to Miami was boarding.

"Well, this is where you depart," Sam said. I nodded.