Maddison Winchester: Journal 5 {Supernatural} (Editing)

7 Changing Channels: Part 1

November 27th - November 28th, 2009

Dean and I sat on the bed, waiting for Sam to finish getting ready. We had turned on the TV and flipped to our favorite secret channel.

Dr. Sexy MD was on, and it was an episode that we had missed a few nights before. Dr. Palmer and Dr. Piccolo had been fighting their feelings for each other all season, and we were ready for them to just finally admit it. Dean was sure they weren't going to get together this season, but I had a feeling that it was going to happen regardless of all the drama, and this episode seemed promising. Dr. Palmer and Dr. Piccolo walked into an elevator together, trying to ignore each other, but as soon as the doors closed, they started passionately making out.

I smacked Dean in the arm. "See, I told you."

"Yeah, yeah. I know." Dean smirked. "Just keep it down. Sam can't know we actually watch this."

"But it's so good, though," I said.

Sam walked out of the bathroom and stared at the TV. "What are you two watching?"

"Hospital show." Dean waved it off like it wasn't a big deal. "Dr. Sexy, MD."

I nodded. "Yeah, I think it's based on a book."

Sam laughed. "When did you guys hit menopause?"

"It's called channel surfing," Dean said defensively.

"Um, excuse me, but we were waiting for you to finish fixing your hair. When did you turn into a teenage girl?" I joked.

Dean smirked and gave me a high-five. "Nice." He stood up and turned off the TV.

Sam shook his head and then grabbed his suit jacket off the other bed and put it on.

"You ready?" Dean asked.

"Are you?" Sam asked.

Dean grabbed his keys, and Sam walked out in front of him. Dean turned to me and whispered. "Don't watch it without me."

I shrugged. "I'll try."

He glared at me. "Don't."

I laughed. "All right, jeez. I won't. Get out of here."

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As I waited for Sam and Dean to get back, I gave Nate a call.

"Hey, so are you gonna come back anytime soon?" he asked.

I laughed. "I don't know. You're really that lonely?"

"No..." He laughed. "It's not that I'm lonely. It's more that I miss... your company."

I blushed and cleared my throat. "Go hang out with Jo or something. She's fun."

"It's not the same." Nate laughed.

Nate and I talked for a while, and then Sam and Dean walked through the door.

"Oh, hey. I've gotta go," I said into the phone as I quickly sat up on the bed.

"Everything okay?" Nate asked.

"Uh, yeah, everything's fine," I said quickly as Dean stared me down.

"They're back, aren't they?" he asked.

"Yup," I said.

He laughed. "All right, I'll text you... is Dean glaring at me through the phone?"

I looked up at Dean, who was, in fact, glaring at my phone. "Yup."

Nate laughed. "Bye, dimples."