"I don't think this is such a good idea, Dean..." The brown eyed girl stared at her boyfriend nursing a cold beer in front of a small motel tv with disbelief.
Dean threw up his hands, careful not to spill his drink. He didn't understand why she was being so difficult. This is what she had wanted..."Why not? Oh come on. It'll be fun! Just you, me, and a house full of murderous, pissed off ghosts." He smirked before a took a sip from the bottle, his eyes falling back to the black and white movie on the tv.
Katie gaped at him. He had to be joking. "...You're kidding right?" She stood in the doorway of the bathroom, she had been about to take a shower when Dean had suggested it.
"Nah! It'll be just like the old days!"
"I'm leaving."No, she wasn't really. She could never leave him she loved him too much. But..really?
Dean's eyes bulged as he turned to her. "What-. You bitched at me yesterday for not spending enough time with you, and then when I invite you on a hunt you say no?" He shook his head slowly before muttering, "What is it with you women?"
The woman sighed, her patience wearing thin. He could be so dense sometimes. "...I can't believe this. When I 'bitched' at you yesterday it was to tell you, you weren't spending enough time with me. I wanted to bond with you. Not go on a stupid hunt and get killed!" Plus their one year anniversary was coming up, who the hell wanted to spend that dead?
He scoffed, turning back to the entertainment. "You won't get killed. And hunts aren't stupid." Oh god.
She rolled her eyes. "You're stupid. And I'm definitely leaving now. You can take Sam on your stupid little hunt and get killed." She stormed back in the bathroom and slammed the door shut behind her but not before she heard,
"Well, while you're out at least do something useful and get us something to eat!"
She gripped the edges of the sink and shook her head, cursing him in her head. She loved him she really did but sometimes...