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A sunlight shone through the glass window, beaming across the surface of the bed. A radio on the dresser was playing Somebody to Love by Queen, one of her favorite songs by the band. Her brown eyes peered up on the skylight featuring a light blue sky with clouds. She was relaxing her body against the comforter, she never was hallucinating or dreaming about him. It was best to do so since she had already lived in a story with Sam Winchester.

A fairy tale that she never imagined to be part of, especially from a huntress. Silly of her at this moment that she was visioning a grass field running along with him, overflowing with joy and love. Her father had a love at first sight experience with her mother on the hospital bed when he checked on her injuries from a mission. She knew that she never had that experience when she grabbed his hand for safety, but a grip from him...

Connecting to her left hand that pulsed through the veins, finishing the course line on her heart. It was so powerful... so intoxicating... so... pure. Karina giggled like a youth girl at the thought from the moment they met from the bridge. Sighing deeply from her mouth until she heard her door was knocking.

Her eyes turned to see a person who was behind the door, it was Dean. He was carrying a plate of scrambled eggs, bacon, and toast along with a cup of coffee with a fork and paper towel. "Hey, you missed breakfast so... I suspect you are still hungry or whatnot."

"Thanks." Karina accepted his offering from him after she sat up straight with criss-crossed leggings. She was wearing her spaghetti top with dark gray cardigan, her hair was tied up into a high ponytail. She hummed softly at the sight of the meal, then she looked at her friend. He was in deep thoughts, looking afar to the window. She suspected his energy was questioning, "What's up?"

Dean shook his head softly, then he sat by her legs. "Just... you know, Bobby. What you said about him in the car, I agree with you. I do like the idea of him helping us again, but what if things go wrong? You know, what happens if he went vengeful when he sees Roman."

"Those are the questions we cannot answer, Dean." He sighed sadly, then she reached his hand. Comforting his right hand, making sure he looked into her eyes. "Look, all we have to do to continue what we can do now with our missions. It's better to look at two possibilities between the best or the worst opportunities waiting to happen. I did."

Dean looked deeply at her, chuckling softly. "Thanks, Kay, you're the best."

Karina rolled her eyes as she used her sassy tone with a grin, "I know." Dean nodded before he pressed his lips to her knuckles. He informed her that he will be downstairs with Sam, then she understood clearly.

After he left the room, she began eating her first meal of the day while listening to the next Queen song, Love of My Life. Her eyes widened by how everything tasted delicious, she never knew one bit that Dean was a good cook in the kitchen. In her future plan, she will have him as her sous chef for the next meal she will make for the boys.

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In a few minutes, she climbed downstairs with an empty plate and cup. Walking toward the sink to clean the dishes before drying them with a towel. Behind her back, she was hearing Sam talking on the phone to another hunter for any sightings on Leviathans or Dick Roman, but nothing. Dean showed up in time as he was responded to a bad checkup, and no information on the lore, then he opened the flask to take another sip.

All of the sudden, the lights in the cabin began to flicker and they felt the temperature dropping low around them. Karina backed up from the sink to stand between them, they both raised their guns in caution. Their eyes scanned the area until they spotted a familiar ghost in the living room, Bobby Singer. "Hey, hey, go easy, you idjits. Hi, sweetie.'