The sharpest lives

17.

Meira knew Sam wanted to go to bed, but she wanted to spend some time with him while she could, so she asked if he wanted to watch a movie, which he agreed to and Dean went out to get some groceries.

Hunter didn't really look where she was runnig, until she stopped at some random park, sat on the ground, back to some tree. It was getting pretty late, already dark and she felt alone once again, she felt like she had nothing left. Last time she felt this, her whole family died. The plan was too crazy to work and knowing all of them, something will go wrong. She was really scared this time, scared that she'll lose all of her family. She can't lose any more people in her life. Not Meira, Sam, Cas, Jack and Dean. She can't lose her only family.

When she stood up, her head was spining from the sudden movement, but she didn't care. She started jogging back to the bunker. As she got back it was really quiet so she didn't bother to look if anyone was still up and went to take a shower. After that she went to the kitchen for some water.

Dean was sitting in the library, alone, looking at some photos smiling sadly. Hunter went to sit next to him, laying her head on his soulder, not saying anything, just smiling at him and looking at some of their best photos they had together, thinking about those times the photos were taken.

Meira fall asleep at the first half of the movie, but she heard the entrance door open, knowing Hunter was back. She still wanted to talk to her, but decided to leave it on other time. She looed at Sam, he was holding her hand while sleeping, she smiled and layed her head on his shoulder, going back to sleep.

Jack was in his room, thinking about what will happen and what others were about to do. They were his family, but still, he wanted to help his father somehow, even when he knew how dangerous he was. He knew, that Meira wants him dead so badly, she will do anything, so will others, but he still hopes, she'll listen to him and won't do it. Jack really hoped, he can save his father.

Cass was outside, calling his friends, trying to find the blade they needed and everyone hoped he will. He didn't want to dissapoint them, even though he could never dissapoint them. He didn't know where to look first. Hundred different peoples, hundred differend stories. Even on Cass thi was too much, but he didn't want to give up, he couldn't give up.

Soon Hunter felt really tired and Dean was basically asleep on the table. She tapped on his shoulder to wake him up and then she went to bed.

Dean was laying in his bed, thinking about Hunter. He couldn't get her out of his head for a while. He knew he should do something, because there's so many possibilites, that he could lose her. But he was scared, scared of loving someone, scared of losing someone again.

After about an hour, someone knocked on Hunter's door, she sat up and saw Dean walking inside.

,,Can I come in?" he asked and then cleared his throat.

,,You're already here, so what's the point of asking?" Hunter chuckled softly. She tapped on the bed and Dean sat down. ,,Did you need something or do you just want to talk?"

,,I-honestly I just wanted to talk." he said and she smiled.

,,Okey."

They talked about everything, laughing and having a goot time. Soon they both fall asleep in Hunter's bed. But she couldn't complain. For a while, this was perfect.

*B&S*