Chapter 15 - Anything You Can Do

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Anything You Can Do

Chapter 15

"Hey little brother!" Dean calls as I walk into the car park. He throws his duffle into the trunk and slams it shut. I see Zai in the passenger seat jump and mutter something through the window.

"Hey." I smile as I near him. "You never came to get me."
"Oh yeah!" He says, slapping his hand dramatically to his forehead. "By the time we got in the car - and then there was that really heavy traffic – when we finally got back, I was so tired that I went straight to bed."

"Translation," I say, trying to keep myself from laughing, "You put the girl to bed - in my bed I might add - then you went and found a bar and toasted at how clever you think you are, setting me up with Karen."

"Well, I um," He smiles. "I am pretty clever."
"You're a jerk." I laugh.

"Bitch."

"So," Dean asks, recovering from the laughter. "You ready to head back?"

I spy Zai again, back straight, sitting behind Dean's seat. Her mouth moves, but I can't make out what she's saying.

"How is she?" I ask.

Dean follows my gaze. "I gave her some pain meds this morning for, well, you know."

"No." I sigh. "I mean, how is she?"

"I don't know." He says, looking away. "She's... she killed someone, Sammy. Someone not a demon. She's... coping."

"That's what I'm worried about." I say, heading to the passenger door.

"Me too, Sam." Dean sighs, ducking into the car. "Me too."

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We arrive back at the bunker that night.

I get out from the back seat while Sam and Dean fish their bags from the trunk. I grab my duffle and Dean slams that boot shut. I follow behind Sam and the three of us trudge towards the bunker.

"Honey," Dean calls as we enter the building. "I'm home!"

I watch as Kevin runs out from the study, full of excited energy. "Hey guys!" He looks from the brothers to me. "And Zai."
"'Guys' is a collective term." I say, "I am more than happy to be associated with 'guys'. Please don't single me out by recognising my lack of male genitals and testosterone."

I feel the Winchester's look at me with a 'what?' stare.

"Um," Kevin mutters, his cheeks flushing. "Ok. Hey guys!"

"Hey." I grumble. Sam nudges me. "What?"

"Nothing." He sighs begrudgingly.

"Nothing." Lucifer mimics. I shoot him a poisonous stare.

"I'm gonna have a shower." I announce, walking away from the group before they have a chance to reply.

"Ah, ok. Well, guys, I've found something." I hear Kevin continue with as much enthusiasm as ever. "Have a look at this!"

I walk down the hall to my bedroom.

"No testosterone, hey?" Lucifer laughs, following behind me. "I'm a guy with no balls! No genitals, no balls!"

I turn into my room and slam the door, hoping to shut him up.

"Ooh, testosterone is flaring now!" He taunts behind me. I tense up, feeling my blood boil. I clench my fists and grab the sides of my shorts.

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