Pumpkin Carving

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"Dean, how bout' this one?" You called to him from across the pumpkin patch. Dean looked up from where he was looking for his own pumpkin.

"That one looks great sweet heart. Ask the clerk to pick it up for you, don't wrench your back," he called to you.

"Here I'll take it," Sam said setting his pumpkin down on the table so the clerk could ring it up.

"What are you going to carve in it?" You asked the boys on the way home.

"I'm doing a classic Jack-O-Lantern," Sam replied enthusiastically. You laughed then looked at Dean, "And you?"

"You'll see, I think you're gonna like," he grinned.

"What are you going to carve Ellie? Sam asked. You smiled in spite of yourself.

"Well, I've got a couple of ideas, but I'm not sure which one I should do,"

"Are you going to make pumpkin pie when you're done?" Dean asked eagerly. You laughed.

"No! Not with these. But I'll go shopping to buy the stuff for pumpkin pie tomorrow," you promised.

Back at the bunker you, Sam, and Dean set to work gutting and carving your pumpkins. Sam finished relatively quickly, and put his jack-o-lantern outside, then went to do some reading in the library. Leaving just you and Dean to toil over your creations.

About two hours into it, you opened the fridge and pulled out a can of beer for Dean and a can of diet coke for you. Another hour and a half later, you were done. You washed your hands, covered your creation with a shopping bag then put it outside with Sam's.

Dean was just going out with his too when you flopped onto the couch for a much needed nap. When you woke up a couple hours later, Dean was napping on the second couch, you decided to go out and look at the jack-o-lantern outside.

There was yours, a pretty scene of a sunset and a big tree. Sam's cute little classic. But Dean's took the cake. His was a carving of the Impala, but upon closer examination you saw yourself in the passenger seat.

"Like it?" Came Dean's voice behind you.

"It's wonderful,"

"Thanks baby," he whispered in your ear, wrapping his arms around your waste, taking in the view of the beautifully carved pumpkins.

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