Chapter 8: Those Chick FlickMoments
Dean slips back into his motel room.
"Sam?" he whispers. No response.
After conducting a quick search, he knocks and enters Venia's room to find Sam pressed against the girl in a passionate kiss.
Shocked, Dean cries, "Whoah! I told you to kiss and make up, but I didn't think you'd take it literally!"
Sam and Venia pull apart, guilty. Dean looks from one to the other, grabs his brother, and drags him into the other room.
"No way, nuh-uh," Dean says.
"What the hell's your problem, Dean?!" Sam asks.
"My problem! I'm not the one locking lips with another demon!" Dean shouts at him.
"Nothing happened! You're missing the point," Sam says, "I know what she is now."
"Oh, really?" Dean asks sarcastically, "What?"
"Something called a Mali Puer." Sam replies calmly.
"And that means...?!" Dean asks, frustrated.
"It basically translates to "evil's child," Sam mutters.
"Sam! Dude!" Dean screeches, "What is with you and evil stuff?"
"She's not evil!" Sam says, "Get a grip, Dean."
"I can't!" Dean yells back.
"Why not?" Sam mocks.
"Because I can't lose you again!" Dean shouts. Sam looks down, ashamed. "I lost you when you left, I lost you to Ruby, and I lost you with your soul!"
"Dean, I-"
"Look, it's not just you. Venia's been great, but with this whole Mali Power thing, I don't know, man."
"Puer. And Dean, really, nothing is going on." Sam promises, "I swear."
"Yeah, well, be careful. I don't want either of you to go evil on me again, okay?" Dean requests.
Smiling, Sam claps Dean on the shoulder and exits.
"Hey, Dean..." says Venia hesitantly.
"Yeah," Dean replies stonily.
"Did you really mean what you said?" Venia asks.
Dean groans, "What's with all the sappy, sentimental crap lately?"
Venia gives him a pleading look, and he relents. "You're the mind reader. You tell me."
"Thanks, Dean," Venia says as she wraps her arms around him loosely and hugs him. "No more chick flick moments! I mean it!"
Venia laughs
