Faith winced slightly as the door creaked. She'd gone out for a run, but ended up staying out longer than she intended when she'd found a nest of vampires.
So covered in dust and sweat, she crept quietly around the room, eyes adjusting to the dark as she pulled out some clothes to wear to bed, before heading to the bathroom.
After her shower, she felt her body just collapse and couldn't even bear the thought of making the short walk from the bathroom to the bed. But still, she switched off the light and headed for the bed, not quite remembering in her tired state which bed was Dean's.
So she just climbed into the closest one, assuming it was. And drifted off to sleep.
Dean & Sam
About seven hours later, Dean grunted a little as he turned over in his sleep. Used to being stopped by a body, he was jolted awake.
It was still dark, so he reached up to turn on his bedside lamp. Squinting as his eyes took a while to adjust to the light, he tuned over again to see if there were any signs Faith had returned the night before.
Yep... there was one. Faith was in bed... with his brother.
He lay on his back for a moment, frowning. Trying to decide what he should do, if anything. If it was an innocent mistake, he had to get a photo at the very least. If it was on purpose, well... a photo could make Sam feel guilty whenever he needed his help with something.
If he survived the week, that is.
Either way, he needed that photo.
He carefully go out of bed and looked through his pants pocket for his cell phone. Once found it he set it to camera, stood over Sam's bed, and aimed.
Making sure he got Sam's hand on her hip in the frame, he took the shot. The flash itself coupled with the loud snapshot sound from the phone made Sam open his eyes.
Faith
Faith rubbed her eyes rolling over onto her back and finding Dean.
Staring down at her.
"Right... so wrong bed then."
Dean & Sam
It took Sam a moment longer to realise what was going on, but once he did he immediately jumped out of bed.
"Oh... oh God..." he covered his face with his hand.
Dean cracked up laughing.
"You are in my debt forever," he teased his brother, "nice going Faith. Thankyou."
Faith
Faith sat up and pushed her hair out of her eyes.
"So, not sure whether or not to be terribly offended by that reaction."
She stood stretched, her shirt riding up a little.
Dean & Sam
"I'm sorry, I'm so sorry," Sam insisted, keeping his eyes closed.
"You'd better be," Dean's grin was more relief that they hadn't been doing anything other than sleeping.
"I didn't mean to offend you Faith, I was just... surprised," Sam insisted.
"Not so surprised cosidering where your hands were. Tell me Sam..." Dean showed him the photo, "where's your right hand, huh?"
Sam just glared at him.
Faith
Faith stood behind Dean and peered over his shoulder at the photo, sliping an aarm around his waist.
"I have nice hips," she observed.
Dean & Sam
"You definitely do, babe," Dean grinned, looking over his shoulder and kissing her on the ear.
"Ok, umm..." Sam was literally shaky, still unsure of the whole situation, "I'm gonna... take a shower. Yeah."
He backed into the bathroom, not even bothering to fetch a change of clothes first.
Dean chuckled.
Faith
Faith lowered her head and kissed the back of Dean's neck, sliding her other arm around his waist.
"So, he was more than a little scared to find me in his bed."
Dean
"Mmm... maybe you should do it more often. I could do with as much blackmail material as I can get," Dean held up his phone with a wicked grin.
He turned a little so he could kiss her throat easier.
"So if he's going to be a while, which he probably is..." Dean smiled suggestively.
Faith
Faith let go of his waist so he could turn and face her.
"And what exactly are you suggesting, Dean?" she said, a slight smirk on her face.
Dean
"A little white meat for breakfast?" Dean suggested.
"In the right brother's bed?"
Faith
Faith laughed and pulled on his arm, heading in the direction of his bed.
"Come on then."
Dean & Sam
"Or you know, the wall's fine," Dean said smugly.