Ty casually looked towards the door of the diner as he heard Faith, Sam and Dean arrive. He pretended not to notice the new arrivals, sitting up at the counter, using his straw to stir through his soda absently.
~*~*~*~
Faith pushed Dean lightly, grinning as they all slid into the booth.
"You're such a perve."
Dean & Sam
"You know me too well," Dean smirked, shifting along the seat to make room.
"No one has to know you that well to tell," Sam scorned lightly.
"Jealous."
Faith and Ty
"I'm introducing a new policy," Faith said to Dean, nodding. "I'm not showing any cleavage from now on. None at all."
~*~*~*~
Ty winked at the waitress as he used his own telepathic prescence to slide into her mind.
He made her walk over to the booth and ask if they were ready to order.
Dean
"Why would you do such a thing?" Dean looked flabbergasted.
"To deprive mankind of the cleavage of Faith Lehane must surely be punishable by death?"
Sam rolled his eyes, looking up as the waitress came over.
Faith and Ty
"Well, Sam can still see it," Faith said, then glanced up at the waitress.
"Have y'all decided?" she asked pleasantly.
Ty watched carefully from a distance.
Dean & Sam
"I'll have the special, side of bacon," Dean sat back, eyeing off a younger waitress nearby.
"Short stack and black coffee for me," Sam smiled with a nod.
Faith and Ty
"Ditto, minus the coffee and replace it with tea," Faith said to the waitress.
The waitress nodded, heading into the kitchen to deliver the order.
Ty relinquished his hold on her mind and slipped into the chef's mind instead, getting up from his seat and leaving two little blue pills on his plate.
Sam & Dean
Sam caught movement out the corner of his eye, squinting as Ty made it through the door.
"So what were we talking about...? Oh yeah, Faith's breasts. Now, I don't know about you guys, but I think there should be a law forbidding- "
"Dean, shut up," Sam shook his head.
Faith and Ty
Faith smirked slightly, leaning forward in her chair, giving Dean a better look at her chest before she put her hand over them.
"Oh sorry, denied."
~*~*~*~
Ty closed his eyes, focusing on controlling the chef inside to take the pills from his plate and slip them into Dean's meal.
Sam & Dean
Sam hit his brother over the head.
"Someone has to stick up for the rest of humanity!" Dean insisted.
Faith and Ty
"Will the world collapse if I cover my cleavage?" Faith asked, quirking an eyebrow.
~*~*~*~
Ty slid out of the chef's mind when he was certain the pills were mashed inside Dean's meal and he waited for them to be delivered to the table.
Dean & Sam
"No, but humanity might die out," Dean reasoned as the waitress returned.
"One day special, side of bacon..."
"Right here," Dean nodded.
"...And two short stacks. I'll be back with your coffee young man."
"Thanks," Sam nodded, as Dean started digging in.
Faith and Ty
"You're a perve," Faith said again, lifting up her fork. "Granted, it's why we get along, but still... dirty."
~*~*~*~
Ty watched carefully out of sight, grinning to himself as Dean started eating.
Dean
"You love it," Dean grinned, mouth half full of bacon.
Faith
Faith rolled her eyes good naturedly and looked down at her food.
"Yeah, secretly pining away for you, Dean."
Dean
"I knew it," Dean pointed his fork at Sam.
"Looks like you guys will have to call it quits and make way for Mr. Smooth."
Faith and Ty
Faith snickered.
"Mr Smooth?"
~*~*~*~
Ty predicted that Dean would be out like a light in maybe ten minutes, judging by the speed he was eating.
Dean & Sam
When Dean was almost done, he felt his eyes start to get heavy.
"I think I'm gonna go back to the motel after this," he grunted, checking his watch.
"Want to hit town hall and try and find out about these missing people reports?" Sam asked Faith.
Faith and Ty
"You know, most guys get me alone and they don't usually want to research," Faith teased.
She reached over and poked him in the arm.
"But sure. Let's do the research thing."
~*~*~*~
Ty watched Dean struggle to keep his eyes open, and went to get into position.
Dean & Sam
Once Dean was done, he stood, leaving a tip on his empty plate.
"Catch you guys back at the motel," he saluted.
"Sure thing. If we find anything we'll call," Sam looked up.
"Don't bother, you'll just wake me up. Here," he threw Sam the impala keys, "look after her."
"She was mine for four months," Sam teased.
"And look what you did to her," Dean scorned, "see you Faith."
Dean
Dean made his way out of the diner, pulling his green jacket over his shoulders. He staggered a little a he began down the street, heading back for the motel.
Ty
Ty followed along behind him, deciding it would be easier if Dean passed out in the motel so he could transport him from there.
He smirked slightly.
Food. Dean's downfall.
Dean
Dean barely made it to the door of the motel, and fumbled with the key for a moment before getting it in.
He barely got the door open when he fell to his knees, unable to hold himself up any longer.
Ty
Ty seized this opportunity and slipped through the door behind Dean, putting an arm around the barely conscious man's shoulders.
"Dean, Dean," he said, tsking. "Food. Always your downfall."
Dean
"What?" Dean mumbled, before finally falling unconscious.
Ty
Ty snickered, before lifting Dean surprisingly easily into his arms, and heading off to his car.