"And lastly... I don't know. Maybe jaffa. That's the orange and chocolate one right?" Sam made sure.
"Yep," Dean replied boredly.
"Next?"
"Uh... Faith. Desert island. Five... animals," Sam smirked with a shrug.
Faith
"Ooh, a puppy, a mogwai, a giraffe, a spider monkey and an otter."
Faith nodded.
"Um... Dean... who was better in bed, the last girl you slept with or the one before that?"
Dean & Sam
"The one before," Dean nodded, "the last girl was a bit... uncoordinated."
"Aren't they all if they're drunk?" Sam pointed out.
"No. And she wasn't drunk enough to not be annoying," Dean rolled his eyes.
"But drunk chicks are annoying."
"But they look better."
"Dean, that's if you're drunk."
"Says who? Faith, who's better in bed, me or Sam?"
"What?! Faith, don't answer that."
Faith
Faith grinned and shrugged.
"You're both ok."
Dean & Sam
"Ok?" both boys turned to look at her in unison.
"Just ok?" Sam scoffed.
"She doesn't know what she's talking about," Dean blew it off.
Faith
"You told me not to answer!" Faith replied.
"So I didn't give either of you preference."
Dean & Sam
"Oh so now you turn obedient," Dean smirked.
"Well... fine. I guess I could live with that excuse," Sam shrugged.
"I can't," Dean insisted, "Faith, you have to answer either way. It's the object of the game."
Faith
"You're as good as each other then."
Faith smirked.
Sam & Dean
Sam and Dean looked at each other.
And both cringed.
"Yeah, I'm not sure if I could live with that either," Sam shook his head, "unless you mean in different ways."
"She'd have to," Dean scorned, "because I sincerely doubt we're anything alike. Really."
Faith
Faith stayed quiet, and leaned back against the chair.
She whistled.
Sam & Dean
"Are you serious?!" Sam exclaimed, turning in his seat and leaning his arm on the head rest.
"No. No way," Dean said sternly, looking in the rear view mirror.
Faith
"Look, you both try hard."
Faith snickered.
Dean & Sam
"Try?!" they both exclaimed.
"Oh no, we are settling this," Dean pulled the car over.
Sam looked between them incredulously.
"You really think we're alike in bed?" he frowned.
Faith
"Not completely alike," Faith replied, shrugging.
"But you have noticed the unison thing you've been doing, right?"
Dean & Sam
They looked at each other again.
"But... he's huge," Dean screwed his face up in defense, "doesn't he crush you? And he'd be all slow and lumbering..."
"Hey," Sam called him out, "you're the one with all the fancy accessories. So if we're somewhat balanced, I obviously am too good to need them."
"Accessories?" Dean's brow furrowed.
Faith
"Maybe I need a refresher," Faith joked.
"And he's not slow or lumbering."
Dean & Sam
"Well hey..." Dean shrugged.
"Hell no," Sam put his foot down.
"I mean me, yeah sure. But you're not sleeping with Dean just to settle who's better in bed."
Faith
"Well, then I need a refresher from you, Sam."
Faith grinned slyly.
Sam & Dean
"You're on," Sam insisted.
"Excuse me," Dean cut in, "but I happen to think Sam has an unfair advantage here."
Faith
Faith shrugged.
"Well, look, I honestly can't answer anyway. You were both good."
Sam & Dean
"This doesn't say much for our sexual future," Sam assured her.
"No it doesn't," Dean chuckled.
Faith
"Well, prove that you're better," Faith teased.
"I don't know. I can't answer."
Dean & Sam
"How am I supposed to prove that I'm better?" Dean demanded.
"I'm handicapped here."
"Sure are," Sam chuckled under his breath, "I mean... what a shame."
Faith
Faith grinned.
"Well, you're good Dean, don't get me wrong. You definitely give it your all."
Dean & Sam
"I'm almost thirty," Dean threw out again.
"Too bad you'll never make up for being old," Sam chuckled again.
Faith
"You're very fit though," Faith told him.
"Nice arms too."
Dean & Sam
"Thanks," the boys both said, looked at each other, then back at Faith.
"Who were you talking to? Me, right?" Dean asked.
Faith
Faith couldn't answer, because she had started giggling.
Dean & Sam
"Faith?" Dean insisted.
"Maybe she meant both of us," Sam shrugged.
Faith
"Yeah, you both do have nice arms."
Faith grinned.
"Plus, Sam has that vein that sticks out. Mmmhmmm."
Sam & Dean
"You mean whis one?" Sam turned his arm slightly.
"Oh come, come on," Dean scorned, "it's a vein. It makes it easier to know where to cut to kill him."
"Maybe she finds that hot," Sam smirked.
Faith
Faith grinned and nodded.
"I do like that vein. Show me again."
Sam & Dean
Sam flexed his arm.
"Dude, I have veins," Dean scorned.
Faith
Faith smirked slightly.
"Not like his."
Dean & Sam
"Fine. I got other assets," Dean shrugged.
"What have you got that I haven't?" Sam asked innocently.
"Flair," Dean said sarcastically.
Faith
Faith chuckled.
"He has a good hand. For spanking."
Sam & Dean
"What?" Sam was a deer in headlights for a moment.
Dean broke out laughing.
"Oh that's hilarious. But you know, I'm not surprised if you haven't tried it yet."
"Why?" Sam shrugged.
"Dude, your hands are huge. You'd hit her out the window and that kinda kills the mood."
Faith
Faith grinned.
"Sam's big hands are good in other ways."
Dean & Sam
"Like what? Wouldn't they just be uncomfortable?" Dean shrugged.
"Dean, you realise you're talking about me and my-"
"About the only thing they have going for them are their size."
Faith
"He has gentle hands," Faith shrugged.
"They're surprisingly soft."
Dean & Sam
"I bet they are. Like every other part of his body," Dean chuckled.
"Excuse me?" Sam's eyebrows rose.
Faith
"Oh no," Faith grinned.
"Some of his parts are quite hard."
Dean & Sam
"Oh yeah? Like what?" Dean asked.
"Don't answer that," Sam insisted.
Faith
Faith mimed zipping her lips shut.
Dean & Sam
"Come on, say it," Dean grinned cheekily.
"Didn't you get the mime?" Sam scorned.
Faith
Faith mimed unzipping her lips.
"His abs."
Dean & Sam
"And what about mine?" Dean scoffed.
Sam broke into a 'thank God' chuckle.
Faith
"Yours are ok," Faith shrugged.
"I haven't felt them in awhile is all."
Dean & Sam
"Well you know you're welcome to anytime," Dean assured, "except when you're sexing up my brother, of course."
Sam slapped his forehead.
Faith
Faith grinned and leaned forward. She reached over the seat and ran her hand over Dean's stomach.
"I'll give you an A for effort."
Dean & Sam
"That's my stomach. Move up," Dean grabbed her hand and guided it.
Sam just watched with eyebrows raised.
Faith
Faith pulled her hand back after feeling his abs.
"A for effort."
Dean & Sam
"You don't know what you're talking about," Dean dismissed.
"And what makes you say that?" Sam smirked, "like every guy she's been with recently has been built up, she should know what she's talking about."
Faith
Faith reached over and put her arms around Sam's neck, sliding her hands down his chest.
"Mmmhmm."
Sam & Dean
"Thanks," Sam grinned, turning his head to kiss her.
"She still doesn't know what she's talking about," Dean scoffed.
Faith
Faith kissed him back, then rested her chin on his shoulder.
"Sammich, your girlfriend is lonely back here."
Sam & Dean
"Really?" Sam sighed.
"You're staying here," Dean said insistantly.
Faith
Faith let out a long wavering sigh.
"So lonely. And cold. And scared."
Dean & Sam
"I'm turning the music up now..." Dean trailed off as he blasted Black Sabbath and pulled the car out.
"Dude, let me out," Sam hit him in the arm.
Faith
Faith grinned and then climbed over the seat, settling herself half on Sam.
Dean & Sam
Dean threw them evil glances.
Sam just grinned and put his arm around her.
"I guess that solves that problem."
Faith
Faith leaned into Sam.
"Guess it does."