okie dokie boys and girls...i posted this instead of doing my midterm, just dont tell Persephone...i told her i was doing my midterm.

Dean woke up earlier the next morning, and when he couldnt fall back asleep, he figured he would go help Rome with breakfast. When he walked down the stairs, he stopped; Rome was sitting on the couch, reading and Sam was cuddled up to her lap.

She looked up when she sensed him looking at her and she rubbed her eyes. "What time is it?" she mouthed as he looked at his watch.

"Five." He mouthed back as she nodded, yawning. "What's going on?" he whispered as he walked closer. Rome carefully slipped out from under Sam's hold, propping him up with a pillow.

Rome yawned again as she tiredly walked into the kitchen. She turned and looked at him. "What was the question again?"

"You and Sam, down here, on the couch."

Rome shrugged. "He came down last night and he wanted to stay."

"And you just couldnt say no."

Rome placed her hand on her hip, shaking her head. "Some of us are capable of moving on Dean, and thats exactly what I am trying to do. If I remember correctly, I still stayed with him down there, and I was fine, just as I am fine now." Dean sighed, frustrated with her; he was not going to get mad at her, what honest right did he have to that?

Dean took a deep breath before speaking again. "So, whats for breakfast?" he asked as he clapped his hands together and she smiled.

"Glad you asked, go ahead and start grabbing stuff out of the fridge, i've got some water to boil." she said with a quick smile before turning to the stove, turning one of the burners on as she looked for a pan.

Once Dean grabbed everything out of the fridge, he set it on the counter. Rome gave it one look over and without looking at him said, "The potatoes and lemons too."

"What the hell are you making?"

"Just grab the food Dean. You'll love it, trust me." she said as he nodded and walked back to the fridge, grabbing the potatoes and lemons as she wanted. "Can you start the coffee please?" she asked as she grabbed a cheese grater and grated the potatoes. Dean knew what that was going to be, it was going to be hash browns.

Rome snuck quick glances of Dean out of the corner of her eye as she hummed; she couldnt help but go a bit fangirl every once and a while and right now was one of those times. The 'just rolled out of bed look' looked very good on Dean.

It was hard not to look, not to stare, but thankfully she had trained herself not to stare at him. She didnt need things to get weird between them. Rome liked what she had with the brothers and as much as she wanted to see her family, she knew she was needed here for some reason.

Dean looked over as Rome as she swayed side to side softly, bobbing her head to a beat in her head. "Are you going to tell me what we're having for breakfast?"

"No." she said, turning to smirk at him.

"Come on."

"Patience."

"You know I am not patient."

"Exactly, which is why this is so much fun."

"You're mean."

Rome's jaw dropped. "Did you, Dean Winchester just call me mean?"

"Yes."

Rome started cracking up, covering her mouth to try and stop. "Wow, and I thought things couldnt get any weirder."

Dean smile his most charming smile. "Oh, you havent seen anything yet sweetheart." Rome tried not to blush, but unfortunately, she blushed easily.

"I'm sure I haven't, but if you dont play nicely, then you can have cereal for breakfast."

Dean's jaw dropped. "You wouldnt do that to me." Rome only smiled and went back to cooking.

Once Rome had all of the prep done, she poured a cup of coffee; Dean looked at her oddly. Of all of the times he had been around her in the morning, he never once saw her drink coffee. "You drink coffee?" Rome looked at him from over her shoulder.

"Sure I do. I mean, I am more of a Red Bull kind of girl, but this isnt for me."

"Bobby's not up yet." he said as she turned towards him fully, the cup in her hand.

"Yes he is, and this is not for Bobby, its for Sam to get his ass off the couch." Dean looked at her moment.

"How do you know Bobby's awake?" he asked as she pressed a finger to her lips, then pointed up; Dean heard a faint noise then looked at Rome. "How did you hear that?"

Rome shrugged. "I've always been able to differenticate between people and the sounds they try not to make." "Thats weird." Rome chuckled. "No, thats a little girl trying not to freak out at every sound she heard when she was trying to sleep. Not everyone knew the boogy man was real, plus, I never really believed in the boogy man." Rome smiled at him as she walked passed him. "Now ghosts, i've always believed in them." she said as she walked into the living room and sat next to Sam on the couch.

Dean watched as she wifted the smell of the coffee towards Sam, trying to wake him with it. Sam groaned in his sleep, and slowly opened his eyes. "Hey there." she said with a bright smile; Sam smiled back.

"It is morning already?"

"Yep. You were out like a light."

"My back is killin me." he said as he sat up, lookin at the cup of coffee in her hand. "Is thats for me?"

"Yep. And I told you this couch was murder."

"Who was murdered?" Bobby mumbled as he walked down the stairs.

"Sam's back."

"Idjit." he siad as he walked into the kitchen.

Rome turned back to Sam. "Drink your coffee, breakfast will be done in a few minutes." Sam nodded as he yawned. He sipped his coffee, then looked over to Dean who was staring at them with crossed arms. Rome rolled her eyes at them as she stood and walked back into the kitchen.

Both boys looked at Bobby with jealously as Rome set the first plate in front of him. "I dont think I have had this in years, especially not made from stratch."

Rome chuckled with a smile. "Well thats a shame. My dad makes it every Christmas and birthdays. We cant get him to make it any other time." she said as she grabbed another plate, handing it to Sam.

"Oh come on. First you wont tell me what it is, then you give me the last plate, after I helped you?" Dean whined as they all looked at him.

"Last person plated usually gets more sauce Dean, dont complain."

"What is this anyways?" he asked, but Bobby and Sam were too far gone in food bliss to answer.

Dean eyed her suspciously as she merely smiled at grabbed her plate she had fixed up earlier. Dean took one bite and moaned. "What is this? Its-" he stopped, taking another bigger bite.

"Eggs Benedict. Now shut up and enjoy your breakfast." she said as she set her plate down, causing Bobby to look at her. Before he could speak, Rome did. "I'm just going to take a shower. Y'all just eat your breakfast."

Rome grabbed a bowl and held it in her hands. "Now, im hoping I can trust y'all not to murder each other over some more sauce. So I am going to leave this right here," she said as she went to set it in the middle of the table, but Dean reached out ot grab it from her, she smacked his hand. "Uh huh. You guys have to share."

"You sound like a teacher."

"Haha. Play nicely children." she taunted as she set the bowl down at walked out.

Rome took her time with the shower, knowing Bobby wouldnt mind. She wanted to get a good one in, not knowing when the next time she was going to get one. She knew where they needed to go to rescue Jo was far enough away, but the way Dean drove, it wouldnt take that long.

It was only a couple of states to cross. Rome wondered what it was going to be like to meet Jo. If she was still going to go all crazy school girl crush on him the moment she saw him while trying to keep it cool, or was she over him?

Rome sighed as she turned towards the spray of the shower; no one gets over Dean Winchester, its like a law nature.

When she came back down stairs, braiding one side of her hair, she found Bobby holding the bowl and while Sam sat there with ice over his eye. "Seriously you three?" Dean looked over at her, grinning. She cold faintly see blood. Rome shook her head as she walked over to Dean, gently grabbing his chin. "Open wide."

"That sounds dirty."

"Dean." Bobby said in a warning tone as Rome waved him off, "Its fine Bobby." Rome looked in his mouth, but she couldnt find where the blood was coming from. "You're fine." Rome gave his cheek a light tap before looking over to Sam.

Rome gently grabbed the towel holding the ice and looked at his eye. "Dean, didnt I ask you guys to play nice? Punching your brother is not nice." Rome rolled her eyes as Dean simply smiled at her.

Rome kissed Sam's forehead and placed the ice back on his eye. "Another ten on and then ten off, the discoloring should go down."

Bobby looked at her. "How do you know how much first aid?" Rome grabbed the plates and looked at them.

"When I was little, I wanted to be a nurse, and I liked patching kids up. Turns out, I dont like seeing kids in pain so switched from nurse to teacher."

"But, this is more then just, picking things up."

"I liked the nurses office. I spent a lot of time in there." The boys looked at her as she chuckled. "If y'all think i'm weird now, what makes you think I was a normal kid?"

"She has a point." Sam said as she smiled at him as she started clearing the table.

"You dont have to do that darlin, you cooked."

"I know, but look at it this way; its the last time i'll be able to do it for a while." she said as he nodded.

Rome noticed that Bobby looked a little sad at the thought of them all leaving. She bent down at kissed his cheek. "Dont worry Bobby. We'll be back in no time. You wont miss us at all." she said as he gave her a small smile. When she turned her back to them, she heard them whispering.

Of course she wondered what they were talking about, but she knew that they would tell her eventually. "So, when are we headin out?" she asked as she looked over her shoulder. Dean looked at his watch.

"About an hour, maybe less. You packed?"

"Yep. Are you?" Dean looked as if he was thinking then cursed under this breath. "I'll take that as a no. You Sam?" He shook his head.

Rome chuckled. "And how many times have y'all done this?"

"Shut up." Dean said as he stood and walked out.

"Dont listen to him, he's just embarrassed." Rome nodded as Sam also walked out.

That left her and Bobby alone. He looked at her, then sighed. "You sure you're going to be okay. Being here in the house with him-"

Rome smiled thankfully. "I'm sure Bobby. Neither of them are going to let anything happen to me, and that goes for me letting something happen to them too." Bobby nodded. He stood and walked out of the room.

Rome sat there, thinking; of all the times she had imagined herself on the road with Dean and Sam, this was all still too surreal. Even though she had been living and interacting with them for nearing two months, and even though she told herself she was used to all of it, this was still weird to her.

Bobby walked in a moment later, he sat back down and slid a gun across to her. "You keep that on you, ya here? Where you go it goes."

Rome looked at the gun, nodding. "I'll sleep with it under my pillow."

"You better." he said as she stood and hugged him. "Thank you Bobby."

"I know I dont gotta tell ya to be careful, or for those idjits to look after you but,"

"I know." she said as she hugged him again. She made sure he was watching as she checked the safety then placed it in the waist of her pants. "I promise." Bobby gave her a short nod then stood again. He mumbled something about looking up something in a book and walked out.

Rome looked at the dishes and sighed; she might as well do them when she is waiting and so Bobby doesnt have to do them later. As she was rinsing the dishes, she started tapping her foot and nodding her head to a song she loved. Then she started singing,

"I was ridin shotgun with my hair undone

in the front seat of his car,

he's got one-hand feel on the steering wheel

the other on my heart

I looked around turned the radio down

he says, 'baby is something wrong?

I say, 'nothing I was just thinking

how we dont have a song' and he says

our song is slamming screen doors

sneakin out late, tappin on your window

when we're on the phone and you talk real slow

cause its late and your mama dont know

our song is the way you laugh

the first date man, I didnt kiss her and I should have

and when I got home, before I said amen

askin god if he could play is again."

Rome turned as she was sining, then stopped when she saw Dean standing their with a smirk on his face. "Nice voice."

"I hate you." she said as he only smirked at her.

"So, why'd you tell Sammy that you had a horrible voice?" Rome looked at him, then dried her hands. "Cause I dont consider myself to have a good voice."

"Well, its decent."

Rome scoffed. "Thanks Dean."

"Anytime. You ready?"

"All my bags are packed and down here."

"okay." Dean watched her a few more minutes as she finished the dishes then walked passed him.

"What?"

"Nothing." she raised an eyebrow, then continuing walking passed him to grab her bags from the living room.

"Dean!" Sam called from the living room.

Dean was there in less then two seconds. "We need the keys." Dean nodded and tossed them at Sam. He caught them with ease, picking up his bags.

Rome picked hers up and Dean couldnt help but smile. "You need some help with those."

"Go fuck yourself."

Dean looked at her, taken back. "Hey I was just being-"

"Nice? Uh huh. I got this. Trust me. My school bags weighed more then theses." she said with a smirk as she walked out of the house.

As Dean gathered up his bags, Bobby walked in. "I really dont like this Dean."

"I know, but there was no talking her out of it. She's stubborn."

"Yeah I know." Bobby said as he looked at the window, giving a small smile as he watched Rome throw her stuff in the backseat. "Just make sure nothing happens to her. Shes a sweet kid."

"Dont worry Bobby. I'll have my eye on her the whole time."

"You better boy." Dean nodded as he walked out the door with his bags.

He stopped when he heard Rome and Sam laughing. "What?" he asked as Rome shook her head, pursing her lips together to stop herself from laughing.

"Sammy?"

"Its Sam, and nothing."

Dean's eyes narrowed. "Rome?" she shook her head, her lips pursed together.

"We aint leavin till someone tells me whats going on."

"Then I guess Jo will have to wait." Dean thought for a moment. "Damn it." he muttered as he threw his bags in the trunk and slammed it shut.

Once he got in the drivers seat, he looked back at Rome who had half her body out the window, waving to Bobby. "Hey Ro, unless you wanna fall out of the car..." He trailed off as she slipped back in, rolling her eyes.

"Yeah yeah." Rome sat back and put her seat belt on.

"So, what was so funny?"

"You're not going to let that go, are you?"

"Nope." He said as Sam looked back at her and she shrugged.

"Fundip."

"What?"

"Fundip. Its a candy. Sam saw it in my bag."

"And thats funny..."

"Had to be there moment Dean. Trust me you didnt miss much."

"Cept you screaming at the top of your lungs."

"I was excited." Sam smirked at her. "Shut up Sam."

"Fundip?" Dean was still a bit lost.

When Rome didnt answer, he looked back and saw she had headphones in. "Where'd she get that?"

"Get what?"

"Um, that ipod thingy."

"I gave it to her."

Dean looked at his brother sideways. "You gave her your ipod?"

"Yeah." Dean watched Sam's expression; he groaned.

"Dont tell me you like her Sammy?"

Sam looked away. 'Damn it.' Dean thought as he looked back at Rome for a moment; if she heard what they were talking about it, she was doing a good job of pretending not to. "You like her?"

"How is that any of your business Dean?"

Dean scoffed. "Not my business? She's already a problem and a distraction as it is Sam, you liking her-"

"Dean."

"No, you let me finish." Sam waited. "She's not from here Sam, we dont know how long she's stayin. I dont want to see you get hurt."

"And thats all?"

"What do you mean thats all?"

"Oh come on Dean."

"Wait, you think-"

"I dont think, I know."

"Really? Care to explain this theory to me?"

"You're nice to her."

"I'm always nice."

"No, you're not. You take what she throws at you, and you laugh."

"Cause its funny."

"Okay, how about this one; you actually go out of your way to spend time with her."

Dean shook his head at Sam. "I like her Sam, like a friend. Havent had many of those, at least female ones that-"

"What? You didnt want to bone?"

"Yeah Sam." They stared at each other a few minutes before Rome appeared over the seat, resting her head on the seat.

"Either of you gents have some water. I'm dying back here." Dean nodded and without taking his eyes off the road, reached across, opened the glove compartment and handed it to her.

"Might be a bit warm."

"Its still water. I'll live."

"You're welcome."

"Uh huh." she said with a grin as she sat back.

Dean smiled back at her, then met Sam's eyes. "Not the same thing." He pointed his finger at Sam, who only nodded.

They were quiet a while. "So, are you going to say anything?"

"About?"

"Dean."

"No. But I stand by what I said Sammy. We dont know how long she's stayin, or whats coming next. And I guess, why? I mean-"

"She's a good person Dean."

"You think I dont know that?"

"No, I know you do, its just." Sam sighed. "She makes me feel like i'm not a monster."

"Sam-"

"I know Dean, I know. Its just, she minds me of Jess okay? The way Jess used to make me feel." Dean didnt know what to say. He wanted his brother to be happy, but this was too twisted.

Dean knew that even Rome said she was okay around Sam, that there was a part of her that was stil scared of him. That is would never work between them, and Sam was in the dark about why.

Sometimes, he really hated his life. He didnt know what to say, so he turned up the music and stared at the road; it was the only thing he could do right now.

So there y'all go. PLease review...so if i get killed, i have something ti look forward to when im a ghost...not just Dean and Sam hunting me...mmmm...where was i?