AUTHOR'S NOTE:
Okay, so this is still getting to know characters some more and then some angst will happen later, promise.
WARNINGS: Language, Violence, Sensuality
ENJOY!
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Dean laughed as he and Aurora left the house, glad that he had been split up into her group because she kept him entertained. On top of making Dean happy because she kept Sam in a good mood pretty much all the time, Aurora shared Dean's kind of humor and she could hold her own. They were best friends and though he didn't always admit it out loud, Dean considered her part of the family and he enjoyed the time they spent together.
"I loved the, 'we don't want to take you in for 'false information' but if forced to act, we'll arrest you both'." Dean said as he laughed a little more. "How in the world could you tell that they were lying?"
Aurora smiled and shrugged. "I'm part of the CIA, Dean—I have a knack for knowing when people are being untruthful."
"Well it helps us out in this case because we just got new information that points to this Harry Keplar guy being all too similar to our first victim, Judy Cross." Dean said nodding slowly. "Now all we need is the positive EMF reading from Sam and Lanni and we're good to go."
"You love her." Aurora teased laughing some more as Dean sent her a look. "Don't deny it—you've all inadvertently let her in by giving her a nickname. If you didn't want to fall for her, you wouldn't call her every week."
"She calls me," Dean replied, giving Aurora a look when she said, 'bullshit', "and for your information right after this hunt she's going straight back home and I'm not following her."
Aurora rolled her eyes. "You know, I understand that you hunters all think you have to push each other away to keep each other safe, but don't you think it's a little refreshing to find someone who understands that and yet keeps you close? I fought to keep Sam and I'm going to keep fighting for him because he deserves that, and so do I—you don't have to be alone, forever Dean."
"When did this become a chick flick?" Dean asked after a pause, taking in the words and mulling them over in his head. "I think we just had a moment."
"Get in the car, Slick." Aurora said with a laugh, getting into the passenger seat.
Dean nodded slowly and got into the driver's seat, sticking the key into the ignition and turning over the engine. They drove back to the motel and added to the pile of research as Sam pulled out the homemade EMF radar at the house and Lana glanced around the living room. Something was up and they intended to find out what it was—and Lana also had all sorts of questions for Sam.
"So…is the real reason I can't be on Ror's team the fact that, oh, I dunno—I'm all half demon and she doesn't know that yet?" Lana asked Sam as she looked at the dusty bookshelf.
Sam glanced at her. "Well you're not exactly ready to be hunting without Dean or I right there to stop you from using your powers, now are you."
"Whatever, Sammy—I'm in complete control." Lana replied, turning around quickly at a sudden noise and moving one of the books off of the bookshelf in the direction of a cat, frowning and looking at Sam. "Okay, that doesn't count."
"What was the cat going to do, Lan? Eat your face?" Sam asked her, shaking his head and then laughing harder when she hit his shoulder. "I think you've just proven my point."
"Fine, fine—I'm not ready to be paired up with Ror, but sooner or later you have to tell her. I tried and then you and Dean stopped me." Lana reminded him, heading over to the gray cat hiding, picking it up and trying to calm it down. "You guys think she's more fragile than she really is, you know? She knows about demons now and she knows me well enough to know that I'm one of the good guys…why can't we just tell her?"
Sam took a deep breath. "After what that last hunter said about half-breeds, I just really don't think we should."
Lana nodded and snuggled the cat with her face, setting it down and heading into the kitchen to get it some food. He was going to have to leave this place eventually, and as she watched him eat and stroked her his fur, she took a deep breath and thought Sam's words over in her head. She understood that Aurora was weary of the supernatural enough as it was and that hunters from the boys' past coming along and saying half-breeds were dangerous and so obviously using everyone had its merit, but at the same time Aurora Sinclair was her own person.
The first time Lana and Aurora had met, it was sheer coincidence. Lana had been on a hunt and Aurora was on a mission and they met in a café—the boys weren't even there. Lana was taking care of her own business in Kansas, and Aurora needed a bite to eat and place to think and they just happened to be at booths right next to each other with the same flirtatious waiter. One joke and two snide remarks later, Lana had joined Aurora at the table and they'd started talking about friends and yet somehow Sam's and Dean's names hadn't come up. Aurora and Sam hadn't started dating yet and Dean and Lana were still in a state of flirting and so neither of them really saw the need to divulge that information to a stranger.
However, the two ended up meeting again in the company of Sam and Dean and when the boys learned that they'd already met, things almost seemed…easier. Eventually Aurora was brought into the world of hunting—not entirely in a way that Sam wanted her to be brought in either—and she and Lana instantly found themselves bonding and even sometimes taking a side against the boys. It was one of the many reasons why Lana just wanted to come clean even though she understood where Sam was coming from because to be honest at this point even she believed that half-breeds were dangerous judging by the things she was capable of—she was just lucky enough to have the mother she had looking out for her and protecting her.
"Okay, we have to tell her." Lana said as she went back into the living room and she sighed as she saw Sam's face. "Nothing?"
Sam looked up at her and then stood up. "Nothing—I'm not picking up any EMF at all."
"Awesome…oh, and we have to tell Aurora what I am, all right?" Lana told Sam softly. "I know it'll freak her out, but the longer we wait, the more upset she'll be later and Dean will give us Hell if we make Aurora upset and closed off."
"So is this about Ror…or about upsetting Dean?" Sam asked her as they packed up to head back to the motel room.
Lana rolled her eyes. "Oh, please—I care more about Aurora's happiness than Dean's. I mean I care about his, but, we're not serious remember? It was his choice and I'm respecting that choice, one hunter to another."
"It never bothers you that he never follows you back home?" Sam asked her, shaking his head as she did. "Wow…I can't imagine Aurora ever just up and leaving."
"Because you love her." Lana said, leaning against her friend and shrugging a little. "It's actually really cute. I mean, the way that one other person's body seems to just fit against yours, and the way they seem to know what you're thinking before you do—you and Ror seem to finish each other's thoughts without being vomit inducing and yet somehow you still surprise each other."
Sam laughed a little and nodded, rolling his eyes a bit and heading back to the motel with her. The two of them had bonded rather fast and become best friends in hardly any time at all and it was nice to be able to spend time together without anyone else. At the same time, Sam wanted to get this hunt over with as soon as possible and Lana really didn't mind going home so their chat would have to be cut short.
"I mean you still want 'normal' someday, don't you?" Lana asked as they got to the motel. "You still want to quit all this someday and settle down and be 'normal'?"
Sam looked at her as her phone rang. "Jen?"
"Who else would call me?" Lana asked and then she took a deep breath. "I just hope this doesn't meant that she's in trouble."
Note: That was kind of a cute little fluffy chapter. Next chapter has another hunt, some fluff, and the beginning of some angst. Feedback is always appreciated!
