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You walk down the stairs of the bunker following behind Sam. Once Dean notices the two of you entering he waves his hand as a greeting.
"Who's this you brought home?" Dean asks in an attempt to be funny.
When your feet reach the bottom of the stairs you put on a confused expression and look at Sam, "Sam did you hear something?"
Sam instantly has the most frustrated look on his face as he lets out a long sigh, "Why can't you two ever get along. Come on Dean she's my friend."
"Look it's okay Sam it's his own fault that he doesn't like anyone."
Dean is dumbfounded and can't seem to form a response to your words. Perhaps they're actually true then...maybe.
"I'm going to the guest room." You announce and start making your way down the hallway towards the room you stayed in last time you were here.
After entering the room you throw your bags down onto the floor and the sound of the door closing catches your attention as you don't remember shutting it.
"Well that was fun wasn't it!" Dean says with the biggest smile on his face that you've ever seen.
"I don't know I thought the Dean Winchester I know would put up more of a fight."
Dean rolls his eyes at your criticism on his acting skills.
"I don't have much to say other than I missed you." He says coming up to pull you into a quick but sensational kiss.
"Now how much longer are we gonna keep up this 'pretending to hate each other' thing in front of Sammy."
"Until I say so." You tell him firmly as you now realize how much you enjoy playing this game.
"So bossy. I kinda like it." He says giving you a salacious smirk.
"Yeah...well lay back I'm bored." You say as you push him onto the bed and climb on top of him.
