Faith wriggled down in the backseat of the impala, enjoying the space she had to spread out. She yawned, leaning her head against the chair, splaying her legs comfortably.
"So you think this Dodger chick is shifty?"
Sam & Dean
"I do," Sam nodded, looking out the window.
"You think she's hot," Dean smirked.
"I do not," Sam scorned, "she's a suspect, Dean."
"Yeah, cos that worked well with Meg."
"Well now I'm spoken for," Sam insisted.
Faith
"It's cool," Faith said, stretching her arms up.
"I'd go downtown on her if she wanted. Oh, and if I wasn't with you, Sam."
Sam & Dean
"I like how I'm an afterthought," Sam joked, looking out the window again.
"Better get used to it Sammy," Dean mused.
Faith
Faith leaned forward and slid her arms around Sam's neck, resting her chin on his shoulder.
"Nah."
Sam & Dean
Sam leaned back into her with a smile, kissing at the nape of her neck.
"Oh please," Dean rolled his eyes, "can we at least leave the mushy stuff to the motels?"
Faith
Faith chortled and kissed Sam's jawline softly.
"I don't do mush," she said, nodding.
Dean
"Oh yes, you do," Dean chortled.
"With Sam? You do."
Faith
"No way," Faith argued.
"This isn't mush. This is just... the preshow."
Dean
"It's mush," Dean insisted.
"And I'm older, so I'm right."
"And I have breasts, so I'm right."
Faith reached over the chair for the thermos of coffee.
"Sam, agree with me, or no sex."
Sam
"For how log?" Sam asked jokingly.
Faith
"Forever," Faith threatened.
She nodded.
Sam
"Wow, ok," Sam cleared his throat.
"Faith is not mushy," he announced, "she's just very affectionate."
Faith
"Ew," Faith said, wrinkling her nose and pulling her arms away from Sam.
"I'm not that either... really? Am I really turning into a girl?"
Dean & Sam
"Yes," Sam nodded, as Dean muttered "unfortunately."
"But there's nothing wrong with that," Sam insisted, "I like this Faith."
Faith
Faith wrinkled her nose up.
"I'm going to need some time to process this new change."
Dean & Sam
"Don't get me wrong, it's been a gradual thing," Dean insisted.
"I honestly hadn't noticed," Sam shrugged, "not until it was pointed out."
"Sammy, I believe you've almost tamed the tiger," Dean teased.
Faith
"No way," Faith said, punching Dean on the arm in her version of 'light' (which would not be).
"I'm still as untamed as I was when he met me."
Dean & Sam
Dean rolled his eyes.
"Yeah right."
Sam's eyebrows rose, but he said nothing incriminating.
Faith
Faith made a huffing noise, and she leant back in the seat, folding her arms over her chest.
"No more affection, ever," she told Sam.
Sam
"Why, because Dean thinks you're a girl?" Sam demanded.
"Because anatomically, he's right."
Faith
"Yeah, but..." Faith wrinkled her nose.
"Emotionally."
Dean & Sam
"I should have been counting the chick flick moments. Damn!" Dean teased.
"Ignore him. You're good at that," Sam insisted.
Faith
Faith pouted and slumped further in the seat.
"Hmmph."
Sam
Sam watched her for a moment, then turned away.
"Fine," he cleared his throat.
"No affection? No sex. Ever."
Faith
Faith glared at him for a long moment.
"Fine," she managed to get out.
Sam & Dean
Sam glanced across at Dean, seeing him wink, then smiled a little. Moving slowly, he started taking his jacket off.
"I'm so hot right now," he sighed dramatically, "why does it have to be so hot out?"
"I don't know Sammy," Dean shrugged, playing along, "but I feel it man."
Sam got his jacket off, then started taking off his shirt.
"You got any water?" he started breathing heavily.
"Here you go," Dean handed him a bottle from under his seat.
Sam took it with thanks, purposely leaving the muscular part of his arm flinching in front of Faith's face for a moment. He unscrewed the cap and slowly poured a little over his head, tracing the water trails down his chest with his fingertips fluidly.
"Oh that's better..."
Faith
Faith turned her face away, looking out the window rather determinedly.
"Hmmph."
Sam & Dean
"Oh yeah," Sam moaned, his hands moving down past his waist smoothly.
"Oh that's so cool. Thanks so much Dean."
"Come to think of it, I'm getting hot too," Dean mused.
Faith
Faith made a face and then wrapped her arms around Sam's neck, before kissing him.
"Fine. You win. And shut up, Dean," she said, before he had even said anything.
Dean & Sam
"Now I'm not," Dean rolled his eyes.
Sam grinned proudly and pulled her body against his as he kissed her back.