Chapter one:
Dean looked at the washing machine. He knew he had to separate the whites from the colours. He'd rooted right to the bottom of the pile and found a pair of Tess's red panties. He smiled as he tossed them over his shoulder she always knew how to make him smile.
'OK Dean. You can fight demons yet you haven't mastered the washing machine. Be a man. How hard can it be?' He spoke to himself as he looked at the dials.
Tess had gone to work and Dean was home alone. Sam was God knows where and all Dean wanted to do was something.
Anything!
So he decided to do the laundry. Dean piled in the colours and poured in some detergent. He remembered Tess mentioning to use a 30 degree wash and set it for that and a simple quick wash setting. The door to the machine locked and the water began to fill up. He punched the air.
The front door slammed and Sam walked in. His long hair was in his eyes and he had a great big grin on his face. 'Hey Sammy where you been?' Dean pulled out the chair at the table and sat down.
Sam looked at his brother and sat down. He pulled the paper from his jacket pocket. 'Looks like we have a case.'
Dean looked at his brother with one eye brow raised, 'Since when are you all excited about a hunt?'
He smirked and said, 'Oh I know. Since you've been getting some. She's made a man out of you Sammy.' He laughed at the frown that appeared on Sam's face and the faint blush across his cheeks.
Trinity Grainger was a hunter and Sam had been seeing her for a few months. She was tall and extremely pretty. Thanks to Tess Sam had met her and they just had clicked. To everyone else she seemed strong but Sam knew her and she was just like everybody else. Sam thought about her with those big green eyes and those pouty lips. He felt himself stir in his jeans and coughed.
Dean looked at Sam and smiled. 'You want to share Einstein or are you too busy getting all excited about your girlfriend?'
Sam was about to reply when they both heard the front door close and Tess shouted, 'Dean!' She walked into the kitchen and smiled, 'Hey guys! I've got some news but by the looks on your faces so have you.' She moved towards Dean and kissed him. She shrugged off her jacket and said, 'Well I'll go first seen as you are both at a loss for words. I've quit my job. No Dean.' As he went to speak, 'I wanted to in fact NO I needed too. The place was sucking the life out of me and I hated it. So now I'm unemployed and I feel great!'
She let out a giant whoop and pulled out three beers from the fridge. 'I just want to party like it's the weekend and get drunk.' She pulled the bottle cap off and took a large gulp. 'Ok come on give. You two look like a wet weekend so please share and then let's go get drunk.'
Dean looked at Sam and motioned for him to go. 'If you still want to go out then erm we can.' He left the room with his beer.
Dean smiled, 'I'm glad you're ok about quitting your job. I knew you weren't happy there.' He pulled her towards him and she sat down on his lap. 'So I think maybe I should tell you what Sam and I were talking about. We have a possible hunt.'
Tess looked at him and he carried on, 'Sam hasn't told me the details but it's in New York.' Tess looked at him and smiled.
'Well Dean I don't mind. I mean a hunt beats sitting around here and watching day time T.V. I mean I can only hear you say so many times, "That fabric softener teddy bear..ooh I'm gonna hunt that little bitch down" before I realised you hate day time T.V and you are getting bored.'
She laughed as she looked at his face. 'Dean I know you. This life is good but you really have to be doing what you did before. I'm not being funny honey but you forget I know you. Nearly two months here and you've hardly left the area other than to do the usual crappy hunt like ghosts and nothing major. This would be a great change.'
Dean looked at her face and she looked back, 'You really want me to go?' He swallowed.
'No Dean I don't want you to go and leave me but you have a job to do. This hunt it's obviously important. Come on Dean do you really want to miss out on it?' She stared into his big green eyes.
'Plus I get my bed back. I get to watch what I want the only thing I will miss will be you lying next to me.' She nestled her head against his shoulder. 'Don't worry Dean I'll be busy job hunting.'
She kissed his neck and rubbed her hand across his chest. She could feel his heart beating as she kissed him by his ear.
He smiled and found the hem of her shirt and pushed his hand inside to cup her breast. He squeezed the pert firm nipple and grinned as she moaned.
Kissing him again their tongues flicking against one another she pulled him away and said, 'Just think Dean this is what you come back to.'
She made him look at her, 'This..' She pointed to her face and her lips. ' You can come back to me any day any time and now I'm here. John Donne wrote a poem and described his lover as a compass.' Dean laughed but the look on her face said he should listen, 'He wrote,
"If they be two, they are two so
As stiff twin compasses are two ;
Thy soul, the fix'd foot, makes no show
To move, but doth, if th' other do.
And though it in the centre sit,
Yet, when the other far doth roam,
It leans, and hearkens after it,
And grows erect, as that comes home."
So that means that I'm your centre the place where your heart lies. As long as you know that?'
Dean kissed her and smiled, 'Yeah I know I love you.' He kissed her. 'Seriously though tell me about the erect part again?' She slapped him on the arm and laughed slightly.
She knew all about Dean he really did get what she meant he just couldn't always do the emotional side and say what he really thought. 'I still want to go out.'
She said as she flounced out of the kitchen leaving Dean alone again and slightly bemused.