Come Along With Me

Are you flirting with me?

Eden POV:

"You really gotta update these cassette tapes" I laugh while searching the Winchesters music collection.
"Why?" Dean asked me while watching the road. "Well, first off, they're all cassette tapes" I say while throwing on at him. "And two; Motorhead? Black Sabbath?" I speak while showing Dean each cassette as I listed them off. "It's the greatest hits of mullet rock" Dean replies. I hold up an AC/DC labled cassette and examine it "This is the only one I agree with" I say while trying to put the tape in. "Hey! Driver picks the music" Dean says while grabbing the tape from my hand.
"Shotgun shuts his cake hole" he continues while putting the tapes away. "Wow what a gentleman" I roll my eyes and reply. I hope Melody is having a better time with Sam than I am with Mr. Grumpy gills over here. I start softly sing 'Have a Drink with Me' to entertain myself until I hear the man beside me chuckle. "What?" I ask slightly annoyed. "You sound nice" He smirks causing a hint of blush to cross my cheeks, I regain my compose quickly "Are you flirting with me, Winchester?" I retort. "Yeah, you wish, sweetheart" He replies with the same smirk spread across his face. "That's my saying" I say while crossing my arms."Not anymore" He replies. I stay silent for a while and let my mind drift until I couldn't take the silence anymore. "Do you like pie?" I randomly blurt out. "Pie?" Dean questions with a confused expression. "Yeah pie, ya know a flakey crust with a filling, it's usually fruit or-" "I know what pie is." Dean cuts me off suddenly while looking at me with a annoyed expression. I smirk at the fact that I got under his skin so I continue. "My favorite is cherry, I love the tart and sweetness of it, ya know, when I was a kid I wanted to open a bakery? The dream got thrown out the window real fast, Imagine trying to bake a batch of cupcakes while taking on a demon, doesn't really work out." I speak while looking out the window. "How old were you?" He asks. "When I started hunting?" I ask. "No, just...all of it, how old were you?" He asks while glancing at me while an unreadable expression. "I was 10 when I found out, my mom wanted me to have a normal childhood, that's when I met Mel, our parents knew eachother and both hunted so when one was off killing the supernatural their kid was safe at another hunters house". I recall the first time I trained with Mel she knew so much because she was exposed to it at a younger age than I was. I felt bad sometimes because I was still learning so she had to protect me, teach me, and train me when my mom couldn't. "She punched me in the face first time I met her" I say randomly causing Dean to let out a laugh. "You're something else, ya know that, kid?" He smiles. I almost let myslef return the smile but catch myself. I like his laugh. Sounds nice.