The Monsters In Our Heads (Book 7 Arrow/SPN Crossovers)

Twists and Turns

"What's going on?" She asked.

I laid back and closed my eyes, "Vamps not acting like vamps, tell me what you think." I gave her the rundown on what was going on.

"Hmm, I agree, something's way off. What's the plan?"

"Sam's talking to Gerald and the rest. I'm just sitting in our room, trying not to get too involved. Sam gets it."

"I thought you didn't like going into things blind," she countered.

"I know enough; like I said, Jacob's the priority here. I don't want to waste a week or two playing detective. They can figure all that out later."

"Dean," she didn't like that answer. "Not saying you don't have a point, because Jacob is what got you back on the road but.."

"Not trying to be a jerk," I interrupted, "But there's seven other hunters here besides Sam and I. If they can't figure out what the hell is going on there's not much hope for hunters in general is there. Sam can come back if he wants. I'm staying out of it."

"I understand, just don't get killed because you're not paying attention."

"I won't. Sam will fill me in later. Just, you know me. The more I know, the more I'll want to figure it out and then I'll be back to actually hunting, not moonlighting," I sighed, "Sam's gotten a smart ass side too. Keeps it up, I'll take the car back."

She laughed and for a minute there things didn't suck so bad, "Where do you think he got it from?"

"Yeah, but he wasn't so fast on the uptake before."

"That was when he deferred to you out of habit. He doesn't have to do that anymore you know."

"I know, it's kind of depressing."

"Everyone grows up eventually," she pointed out. "Just hits you harder because of your guys' past and how you grew up."

"I guess." I was suddenly tired, just worn out. I shouldn't be, but I was. "Hey, I'm going to go. Wiped out I guess, we should plan our emotionally intense sessions a bit better. I didn't get much sleep last night." I could picture the smile on her face.

"All right," her voice was soft and made me miss her that much more, "What you said last night and Sam did this morning, you really ready for that? Not asking for anything with diamonds or all that but, sister-in-law? He's never used those terms before and you were a lot more serious."

"You were too, I saw it in your face even if you didn't actually say anything. Sam's always known what I'm thinking before I do so I'm not surprised he sees you as family. We've been together a year now, for me that's pretty much a lifetime. So yes, I'm not going anywhere, your place is home for me. It's our place. I miss it, miss the porch, miss the weirdness of a round house, miss that damn yard and miss my garage. All of it. I miss how I feel when I'm in it. You probably won't ever get a ceremony because, well, my family history with those isn't all that great, but you have what counts. That's if you want it."

There was a long pause and I think my heart skipped a beat or two. Then I heard her sniff.

"Trying to find a way to say yes without being cliche." She sounded pretty choked up and happy at the same time. My heart started beating again and all that homesickness faded away.

"Um, think you said it and managed to be cliche but I'll let it slide this time. I love you."

"I love you too Dean."

We let it hang there for a second or two, "Get some sleep," she said, "I'll call you later with a rundown on Jacob and Krissy."

"They hanging in there?"