Are We Meant to Be?

Chapter 33

~Miranda's POV~

"I'm going to bed. You coming?" Sam asked me.

"Yeah. I'm gonna finish up this bit of research and I'll be right in." He nodded and went to our room.

"Miranda." Dean started. "I know I said no chick flick moments, but I never actually apologized."

"It's ok, Dean. I knew you were apologizing earlier. I should have told you."

"No. It's not ok. I wish you had told me too, but there's no excuse for how I've been treating you. No one deserves to be feeling like someone wants them to die and like no one cares about them. I was stupid and a jerk and I'm sorry I treated you that way."

"I mean it Dean. It's ok. You've got a lot on your plate too. Any time you want some time with Sam, let me know. I'll gladly back off."

"Eww no. You make it sound like a date." He chuckled. "Maybe I'll drag him to a bar sometime so I can pick up some hot chicks." I rolled my eyes and shook my head.

"And what's Sam gonna do while you pick up girls?"

"Be a good little brother and wait while I get their numbers." I chuckled.

"And that's brotherly time how?"

"I pick up hot girls and he gets to drink, and he usually seems to enjoy making fun of me." I laughed at the thought of that. "No, but in all seriousness, I probably will drag him off to a bar and we'll do some drinking and hanging out." He said.

"Sounds good." I said with another chuckle. "Before I go to bed, I need to apologize too."

"No you don't. I was way out of line. It was all my fault."

"Yes I do. I was out of line too. I said you were worse than my ex and even than the demon I dated. I can't believe I compared you to the two worst people I've ever met. You were just mad and high strung too. You aren't worse than either of them. You're a million times better. You aren't anywhere near being capable of being compared to them. I never should have done that."

"I know. You were just upset with me, and rightfully so. I know you didn't mean it. It's ok."

"So we're good?"

"Yes. We're good. No hard feelings. And regardless of what it's about, even if I get really mad and say it to your face, I will never hate you." I nodded.

"Goodnight Dean."

"Goodnight."

~Sam's POV~

Miranda came walking in, tears in her eyes.
"What's wrong now, baby? Did Dean say anything else?" I got up and went over to her. She wrapped me in a hug and cried. We climbed in bed. "Baby, talk to me."

"Dean didn't say anything bad, but I'm sorry."

"For what, babe?"

"Everything I said to you. I told you I couldn't trust you and that you saying he didn't hate me proved I couldn't trust you, and I got so mad at you by saying that, and I could see in your eyes that I hurt you and I didn't even care." She ranted out. I wrapped my arms around her.

"It's ok. I promise." I told her as I laid with my arms around her. "I'm not mad. It hurt at the time but you were upset with Dean and I understood that. It's ok."

"You're the best." She said. I just hugged her even tighter for a bit longer.

"We better get some sleep."

"Probably." She laid her head on my chest, and her eyes slowly closed. I too eventually fell asleep, and it was great to know that everyone's apologies had been said and that everything was finally ok.

We woke up in the morning and she was still asleep. I knew that crying really tires a person out, so I was gonna let her sleep. As I started to get up, I felt her grab my wrist.

"Come on babe. 5 more minutes?" She asked as I looked back at her. I chuckled and laid back down, wrapping my arms back around her.

"I love you." I said as I kissed her on the forehead as she laid there.

"Love you too. Can I ask you something?"

"Sure."

"How does Dean get through to Ethan so well? He's always been super calm around him. I'm not complaining, I'm just curious."

"I don't know. We can ask Dean."

"Ok." She said before scooting closer to me, and closing her eyes once again.

~Miranda's POV~

I loved laying there. I scooted close to Sam, and could feel the comforting warmth that radiated off of him, and the softness of his black v-neck he sometimes wore to bed. It was nice to be able to lay there and just cuddle with Sam and feel like there were no worries anymore. We stayed that way for a while before Sam got up.

"I'm sorry baby. I gotta go help Dean with research. You can stay in bed if you want."

"I might as well get up. My heat source is gone." I laughed. He chuckled. I headed to the shower.

I took my shower then joined them in the main room. Ethan was sitting on the couch watching some kids show. "Hey guys."

"Hey." Dean said.

"Hey Dean, while I'm thinking about it, random question- why is Ethan so calm around you? Ever since he was a baby, he always calmed down for you."

"I don't know. That's true though, he always has. Hey Ethan!" Dean called. Ethan came running in. "Can we ask you a question E?"

"Am I in trouble?"

"No. You're not in trouble. We just wanted to know, why are you always calmer around Dean?" I asked.

"I don't know. I just am."

"Is there a reason why that you can think of? We were just wondering since you always have been calmer with him, even as a baby."

"I don't know, it's just a feeling I get. Like he's there to protect us, especially Sam and me no matter what and that he's gonna be strong no matter what. It's hard to explain."

"Oh. Ok. You can go back to watch your show. We just wanted to ask you." He nodded and ran back to his show.

"Dean." Sam started.

"Don't, Sam." Dean said. I was wondering what I missed.

"Did I miss something?"

"Don't worry about it." Dean said. I nodded, knowing I would talk to him later.