Faith opened the door to the motel, laden with paperbags full of food and chocolate and a bottle of wine.
"Hey," she said, glancing over at Sam. "Did you get the ice?"
Dean
"I did," Dean indicated the sink from where he lay on his bed.
"Get the food?"
Faith
"Yeah," Faith sighed, putting the bags down on the table.
"Are you... going out tonight?"
Dean & Sam
"Have you read Chantelle's journal lately? I don't think so."
Sam gave Faith an apologetic look.
Faith
Faith settled down on the bed next to Sam, bringing over one of the bags.
"You think she's still trying?"
Sam & Dean
"It almost sounds like she's ready to propose," Sam leant over to kiss her as he grabbed a bag and opened it.
"If I knew who the hell she was on any given day," Dean muttered.
Faith
Faith kissed him back and then toed her shoes off. SHe settled herself comfortably next to Sam.
"Well," she said, nodding. "She's your favourite porn stars, slightly altered. You haven't noticed that she always seems to be a girl who is completely out of your league?"
Dean & Sam
"She is not," Dean scorned.
"Have to agree," Sam nodded, "but more in that she's not always looking like a porn star. Sometimes she's just a college girl with huge breasts."
"Which is not, and proven, out of my league," Dean insisted.
"Porn stars aren't either," Sam raised a beer bottle in toast.
"Mmm..."
Faith
"Maybe you should switch to guys," Faith teased.
"If you do decide to swing by that way, give me a yell. Happily watch and referee that sausage match."
Dean & Sam
Dean hesitated.
"I feel nauseas."
Sam chuckled.
"Don't laugh!" Dean pointed at him, "you know she only wants incest!"
"Please tell me we're past that?" Sam looked at Faith somewhat worriedly.
Faith
"Why? Worried I'll insist on it?" Faith smirked.
Sam & Dean
"No," Sam shrugged.
"Because even if you did, it wouldn't matter. It won't happen."
"Amen!" Dean toasted his beer.
Faith
Faith clicked her fingers, grinning.
"Damn," she joked. "There goes the dream of being the meat in the Winchester sandwich."
Dean & Sam
"Oh my God," Dean moaned, facepalming.
Sam screwed is face up.
"That's emotionally scarring even without picturing it."
Faith
Faith snickered and slipped her arms around Sam's neck.
"It's ok, I don't want anything more than you, Jumbo."
Sam
"Mmm..." Sam smiled, "you might need to keep reiterating that."
He turned his head to kiss her cheek.
Faith
Faith reached up to ruffle Sam's hair.
"Awww, feeling unloved?"
Sam
"Maybe," Sam grinned.
"But I'm full of love for you."
Faith
Faith smirked.
"Now, are you hoping that by buttering me up, I'll be nice and easy for you?"
Sam & Dean
"Possibly," Sam smirked.
Dean groaned in the background.
Faith glanced at Dean and then grinned cheekily at Sam.
"But Sam, I'm always easy for you."
Dean & Sam
"You guys aren't getting rid of me that easy you know," Dean grunted.
"You can always watch," Sam teased.
Faith
Faith grinned again and got up from her place on the bed. She went over to
Sam and straddled his lap.
"So, Samwise," she teased. "What are we doing tonight?"
Sam
"That depends if you can get rid of my brother or not," Sam mused.
Sam & Dean
Sam bit his lip, then smirked.
"Fine."
He turned his head.
"Hey Dean?"
"Mmm?"
"There's one of those all-you-can-eat Mexican places just around the corner."
"Don't tell me that," Dean groaned, "I'm starving."
"Take my wallet," Sam offered.
"Done!" Dean grabbed it before his brother could change his mind and he was
out the door just as quick.
Faith
"You're a good man, Charlie Brown," Faith grinned.
She leaned in to kiss Sam.
Sam
Sam grinned when she pulled away.
"That wasn't so hard now, was it?"
Faith
"I don't know," Faith said innocently. "It feels pretty hard."