A/N: No Dean in this one, just Jeremy and Caroline, but Dean does appear in spirit.
Challenge Word: Blah
Suggested Listening: Blah, Blah, Blah by Ke$ha
/Stop Talking That Blah, Blah/
"Hmm?" She murmured into her cell phone, pulling it away slightly she looked at the caller id. She had it right Dean was on the other line, but she was having none of what he had to say, personally, she thought he was being a bit annoying. Men can't live with them, and you sure can't live without them. Rolling her eyes at what he was saying, even though he couldn't see it, it made her feel better. She was so tired of the same old continual litany the one he gave her every time she went anywhere without Sam and Dean, be safe, don't do anything stupid. You did what? I'll be right there to help you, what do you mean you fixed it yourself, what do you mean you took out a werewolf by yourself? Or the one that never grows old, for him at least, YOU DID WHAT? That one was usually screamed at a pitch that normally dogs could only hear.
"Dean," she says trying to get his attention, no use really, she should have known better. Dean Winchester listen to anyone, but himself, unheard of. Sighing she made the usual sounds, the kind where it shows that, yes she really was listening, and no she wasn't making things up to make him happy. Why would she do that, not like he was acting like an overly worried mother hen, with it feathers ruffled by a fox licking its chops, at all the yummy chicks. "Hey Dean," She says once more trying to get his attention, rolling her eyes she looked over at Jeremy. She had taken him with her for this little excursion having both Bobby and Ric's apparent approval; she had needed the help anyhow. Taking down a vampire nest by oneself wasn't easy, doable, but not easy. Jeremy gave her a commiserating smile, having received the same treatment from his sister he understood.
"Dean," she dragged out his name, hoping against hope that he would hear her this time, still no use. "Dean, stop talking that blah, blah." She murmured before hanging up on him, there that should get his attention. Geeze it's not like this is her first time in the rodeo; it wasn't as if she was greenhorn. She wished she could get him to understand that. "Come on Jerm," Grabbing her jacket, she slipped it on while dropping her phone into one of her pockets; she was sure when she finally bothered to look at it again, there would be a dozen or so messages. She just couldn't bring herself to care, she loved Dean she really did, but the same old blah, blah got really old. She heard Jeremy laugh as they walked out into the sunlight, "Where to Care?" shrugging she looked out at what the world had to offer.
The sun was shinning, the sky blue and cloudless; the air around them was sweet smelling as a Virginia spring day. The hunt had gone off without a hitch, nest taken care of; blood bank sent home to deal with the aftermath, her Ford was packed and ready to role. The whole world was open to them at the moment. She didn't say anything until they climbed into her Ford, reaching into her messenger bag; she pulled out her trusty old map. "Pick a place and tell me how to get there Jeremy." Smiling back at her, he looked over the map; it had coffee stains all over it, smelled like whiskey and the leather bag it was kept in. She loved that map and would morn its loss when the day came, it got her out of a few places she didn't want to be. "Here," He said tapping a spot on the map, Washington State, hmm sounded as good as place as any. Sure, it would take them three days at least to get there, but hey why not. "Washington State it is then." With a huge grin, she threw her Ford into drive, and booked it for the open road.