Dean Winchester (mycar_mymusic) wrote in blindingheights,
Dean Winchester

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HERE I AM. there I go.

Here I am! Rock you like a hurricane!
Here I am! Rock you like a hurricane!

“Rock you like a hurricane …” I sang along, as I tied up my boots, watching Faith get dressed. Girl did have an amazing body. And she was my wife. How the hell did I get so lucky? She just gave me look and I grinned as I tied up the other boot and got up, walking over to her and givin’ her a kiss.

“We gotta go, Sam and Buffy are probably waitin’ for us.” Like always. Didn’t really matter though, I didn’t care and neither did Faith. Sometimes we did it on purpose just to see their faces when we walk in a half hour late after we were the ones who set the time to meet up. I think they’re catching on.

While Faith was outside smoking a cigarette, I went ahead and went into the diner where Buffy and Sam were waiting and Buffy didn’t look too happy, but I didn’t care about little itty bitty blonde’s with big attitude problems.

“You did it again,” was all she said and I shrugged, “What can I say, I –“

“Shut up,” she groaned and looked over her menu before putting it down and looking out the window to where Faith was.

“Dude, what did I do already this morning? I just got here!” I didn’t understand. Usually, Okay, I do something to her, but I just walked in. I didn’t even have the chance to pick on her, or tell her off or … any of those things.

“Your music. Is LOUD.”

Heh. That it was. I just grinned. “Sorry.”

Faith came inside and I got up, lettin’ her in before sitting back down again. The waitress came over and asked everyone what they wanted. After they all ordered, I got the two eggs, scrambled and a side of bacon with a cup of coffee. I figured that’ll fill me up so we can go and see what all the fuss was about that Sam read about, which personally, I thought was stupid anyway. I didn’t understand why we were here in the first place when it was so … explainable, but whatever. Sam was Sam and he probably saw something that I didn’t.

“So how did everyone sleep?” I grinned, looking at Buffy who just shot me daggers through those green eyes of hers.

“I slept great.”
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