Chapter 10
Faith was going insane, stuck in the bunker for 3 days now, without anything to do. She had clean the bunker, from top to bottom; did all the laundry, including the bed linens, for all three of them and watched every season of ''Game of Thrones'' that Sam owned. She wished that the boys would just hurry up with those hellhounds. Just as she thought that, she heard noise coming from the garage. ''That's weird. The guys aren't supposed to be back for another day'', she thought.
Grabbing the gun from under the desk in the library, just like Dean told her, she made her way to the garage, carefully. She heard heavy footsteps coming her way, so she snuck around the corner and waited. Just as the steps got close enough to get a clean shot at whoever it was, she got out of her hiding spot and aimed the gun forward.
-''Wow, Faith, it's us.'' – Dean said, jumping backwards, making Sam stumble back as well.
-''God, I'm so sorry. I thought you guys weren't supposed to be back for another day or so.'' – she said, embarrassed that she just pointed the gun at the guys.
-''It's okay. We're just glad you didn't shoot on sight.'' – Sam said with a little chuckle.
-''Me too.''
After putting the gun back in its place, they all sat down in the library. The boys told her how her lead was right and how they found the hounds. She told them everything she did while they were away. They spent hours talking. The boys quizzing her about monsters, where to find them and how to kill them. Faith asking them about the monsters she didn't know about. Soon was time to call it a night, even though none of them was really tired.
As they retreat to their separate rooms, Sam couldn't stop thinking about what was going to happen when was time for Faith to go back to her reality. He could already see his brother drowning the issue in a bottle of whiskey and not wanting to talk about it. Even he didn't want to imagine how he will react when the time comes. For a second he wished that Cas wouldn't find anything, but he knew that he was just being selfish.
Next door, Dean was thinking the exact same thing. How he wished that Cas didn't find anything or that she would choose to stay with him. It was wishful thinking but he couldn't help it. He had fallen for her. Although he wouldn't admitted it out loud.
Laying in her bed, Faith was thinking of how great it would be if she could just stay there. She already showed the boys that she could help them with research and around the bunker, so why not stay? But at the same time, she knew she didn't belong there. She was still divided by the time she fell asleep.