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I was about a quarter of the way through the book when I heard Dean get up. I waited about ten minutes before heading out to the kitchen to join everyone else.
I sat down at the table with Sam across me and Dean at the head of the table like usual.
Sam was still looking at me concerned so I gave him a bright smile that I hoped reach my eyes. He looked back to the laptop he was currently typing on without responding to the smile.
A couple of minutes later he looked back up at me and spoke.
"Rose, you must be hungry. Do you want me to make you something for breakfast?"
"No thanks, Sam. I'm not really hungry."
I was hungry, actually. But, I still didn't feel like I could eat anything and keep it down. He looked even more concerned than ever but went back to his laptop without saying anything.
There was tension between Sam and I, so I excused myself and headed over to the living room. I got comfy on the couch and turned the TV on. I flipped through the channels until I found something interesting.
I watched TV until it was about time for lunch. I knew that Sam was going to try to get me to eat so I headed to the gun range to practice my shooting. He wouldn't bother me there.
I practiced shooting with a shotgun first. I really needed to improve my aim with it and get used to the recoil. According to Sam and Dean, it was very vital to fighting a ghost.
Once I was semi satisfied at it, I practiced reloading bullets. I needed to get faster at it so I didn't take to long and end up dying.
Lastly, I practiced shooting with my pistol just because I wanted to. By the time I was finished I only had an hour before we usually ate dinner.
I couldn't figure out what to do so I just went back to my room.
Half an hour later, there was a knock on my door.
"Yeah?"
Sam opened the door and poked his head in before entering fully.
"I was just about to make dinner. Would you mind helping me?"
I thought for a second before nodding.
"Sure."
Why not?
I mean, it's not like I was doing anything anyway. And just because I helped make it doesn't mean I had to help eat it.
I got off of my bed and followed Sam to the kitchen, but stopped in my tracks when I saw the stuff that was set out. I immediately knew what he was making.
"We're making pizza?"
I turned to Sam with a smile on my face. He had a small smile adorning his face as well. He nodded and walked over to the table and began to flatten a ball of dough that was sitting on the counter.
I continued to stand there and stare at him. Suddenly he looked up at me and smiled.
"Come on! Aren't you gonna help?"
I couldn't help letting out a little giggle of joy and jogged over to the other end of the table. I grabbed my own ball of dough and started to flatten it out.
Sam was spreading sauce onto his when I was done so I had to wait for him to finish.
Once he finally finished, he handed me the sauce and started to put cheese on his. To get back at him for taking so long, I flicked the spoon at him and some sauce flew to his shirt and some got on his face.
He looked at me and glared but did nothing. I laughed and started to spread the sauce around.
Sam put sausage and pepperoni on his and I put mushrooms on mine. We slid them into the oven and set a timer.
When everything was set Sam turned to me with a grin on his face.
Before I knew what was happening Sam was sprinkling a handful of cheese onto my head.
I stood still in shock with my hands raised until I felt the cheese stop falling. I shook as much as I could from my hair before taking a couple of pepperonis and throwing them, one by one, at his face. They would stick for a second before falling to the floor.
We were a laughing mess. From the little we had already thrown, there was already a pretty decent mess on the floor. Sam was heading towards the table to grab something when he slipped on the pepperonis landing on his butt with a hard thud. I stopped laughing and started to freak out.
"Oh my God, Sam! Are you okay?!"
Suddenly, he started laughing. I looked at him unsure for a second before bursting into laughter myself. I extended my hand to help him up but when he put his foot down he slipped on a different pepperoni and fell again, this time pulling me down with him.
He landed flat on his back and I landed on his chest. I quickly used my hands to push me up so I wasn't laying on top of him, but didn't move any more than that.
My right leg was in between his legs but my left was on the outside of his right leg. My hands were on either side of his head. My hair was hanging down in front of my face and almost touched his face because of its length. His hair was spread out on the floor behind him and he looked really handsome. We were both breathing heavily from throwing food at each other.
It was like we were frozen in time. Neither of us moved. And to be honest, I really didn't want to.
Slowly, Sam's hand moved up to my face and tucked one side of hair behind my ear. We were both leaning in when-
"What the hell's going on in here?!" Dean yelled. "What did you guys do to the kitchen?"
We both jumped apart, startled by Dean yelling.
We both stood up and explained to Dean what happened.
When we finished, he actually chuckled
"Alright, well. You better get to cleaning. Oh, and, make sure you tell me the pizza's done."
With that, he walked off.
Sam and I turned to each other before bursting into laughter once more.
Once our laughter died down, I grabbed some paper towels to start cleaning.
"What are you doing?"
I turned to Sam with a confused look on my face.
"Cleaning, what else?"
"No, here. You go get yourself cleaned up and I'll clean up this mess."
"Are you sure?"
"Yeah."
He took the paper towels from me and gave me a little shove towards the hallway.
To Be Continued...
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