Dean Sings

I have not seen enough of the fairies episode to really do it justice. From what I have seen of it, it was just simply one of the funniest episodes of Supernatural history. Next episode, Caged Hearts , I am definitely doing. I already have several lines for Mira to say in regards to Meg lol.

The slashes.

The burns.

The pain.

Her eyes squeezed shut as she went against her own thoughts and screamed against the leather gag. If she could have, her head would have thrashing from side to side. All she succeeded in doing with that was pressing the leather harder into her cheeks. She cried muffled sobs as the pain cascaded through her body.

A burn here.

A cut there.

Deep within her, something was sparking feebly. But it was no use. If it wasn't physical pain, it was mental pain as the demons around her thought obscene things that tortured her mind. She fought against the restraints, thinking for crazy moments that she could escape. Even if she could have gotten herself off the table, that didn't mean that she'd be able to get around the demons, not with the way she was feeling.

"Mira..."

Another slash.

Another burn.

Her screaming got louder, despite the leather refraining her jaw from moving. Her fingers clenched and unclenched uselessly as she tried to pulling her wrists from their restraints.

"Mira..."

Her mind paused, suddenly taking notice to the new voice. She wondered how long it had been calling her. Was it really new or had it been there for a while now?

"Mira wake up!"

Wake up? She was asleep? This was a dream? No, it felt too real to be a dream.

"Mira, please...wake up!"

Wait a minute. Not real. Not now anyways. It was a memory. Her mind was recreating the torturing. But why? Why make her go through this another time?

"Mira!"

There was a figure before her, blurry as ever. But then...as she tried to focus on him, the lines got sharper, she could almost make him out...

"MIRA!"

Mira's eyes snapped open and she let out one more small scream before she realized who her present company was. Dean, sitting next to her on the motel bed, Gwen standing over them on the other side and Sam standing at the foot of the bed, looking curious and (was it possible?) slightly concerned. She looked at each of them then sighed and put her hands over her face.

"Are you okay?" Dean asked. "You were screaming and rolling around."

"Nightmare." Mira mumbled against her hands. Dean looked at Sam and Gwen. Sam muttered something about grabbing snacks from the nearby convenience store and Gwen quickly agreed with him before the two headed out. Dean looked back at Mira and gently took one of her hands. As he pulled it away from her face, her other one lowered as well and she looked up at him, tears in her eyes and rolling down the sides of her face.

"Hey now, it was just a nightmare." Dean assured her. "It has no power over you. Come on, don't be crying, you'll get tears in your ears." Mira managed a laugh at that and Dean, smiling, wiped away the tears before brushing his thumb across her cheek. "Wanna tell me about it?"

"It was just...things that happened...in the warehouse." Mira replied, sighing. Dean nodded slightly. Her eyes wouldn't connect with his. By that action alone, he could tell that she didn't want to talk about it. He kissed her forehead and then her cheek before placing a soft kiss on her lips. The sigh that came from her this time was a good one.

"How about getting in a shower, wash it all away and all that junk." Dean suggested. Mira laughed slightly but nodded. "Hot one?"

"Uh...maybe just warm." Mira said. Dean smiled and nodded. He kissed her again before climbing out of the bed and going to the washroom. Mira stayed lying on the bed, staring at the ceiling for a few seconds before she got up and grabbed some clothes from her bag. When she heard Dean call to her, she went to the washroom and smiled slightly at the steam already beginning to fog up the place.

"It's not as hot as the steam will lead you to believe." Dean explained with a smirk.

"I was waiting for some cheesy line about how you were the hot one, not the shower." Mira retorted.

"Huh, never thought of that." Dean muttered. Mira laughed and put her clothes by the sink. She picked up her brush and ran it through her hair a few times. The whole time, Dean remained, seating himself on the closed toilet seat, watching her. When she finished, she looked at herself then looked at him. "You're not going to invite me to join you?"

"Not really." Mira replied.

"I'm hurt." Dean mock whined. Mira smiled slightly.

"I...honestly don't care if you stay in the room." She said. Dean raised an eyebrow at that. "I kinda don't really even want to be alone for this right now. But you know...the whole...getting undressed bit."

"Ah, the troublesome nakedness issue." Dean remarked. "Hey, would it help if I told you that in that future I saw, I've already seen you naked?"

"Even if that wasn't a lie, I'd still say no." Mira answered with a grin.

"Worth a shot." Dean shrugged. He closed his eyes and, to prove that he wouldn't peek, he pressed the palms of his hands to his eyes as well. Mira couldn't help but smile at how cute he could be, something she would never dare tell him. She still watched him as she got undressed though and didn't say anything to him again until after she had stepped into the shower. He lowered his hands and glanced at the shower curtain before standing up and walking around the washroom. He started thinking about songs and somehow ended up with Aerosmith rolling in his head.

Mira giggled slightly as she stood under the stream of water. She rubbed the shampoo out of her hair as she listened, not only to the song running in Dean's head, but also to him as he was unconsciously beginning to sing out loud. After a while, she just stood there, letting the water run down on her while she listened to Dean.

"I don't wanna close my eyes. I don't wanna fall asleep, cuz I'll miss you baby, and I don't wanna miss a thing." Dean sang just loud enough for Mira to hear over the water. He kept on going to, seemingly oblivious to the fact that he was singing. She carefully moved the curtain and peeked out. Dean was playing with whatever was sitting on the counter by the sink: picking up one thing, examining it, then swapping it for something else. Mira giggled, which put a halt to his examining and singing. He turned around and raised an eyebrow at the half face he saw peeking around the curtain.

"Hello." Mira said innocently, wiggling her fingers in a slight wave.

"Hey." Dean replied, grinning. "Whatcha doing?"

"Oh nothing." Mira answered, shrugging as she pretended to look around the washroom as if she wasn't naked behind the curtain.

"Really?" Dean asked. Mira nodded and brushed her wet hair from her face. She had moved slightly so her head and one arm were completely visible. The curtain was now sticking to her chest and Dean's eyes drifted down to take in the curves. He unconsciously licked his lips and glanced up to see Mira suddenly blushing as she bit her lower lip. "Doesn't...doesn't seem like nothing to me."

"Well...doing a few things." Mira replied.

"Watching me." Dean commented. Despite herself, Mira couldn't help but grin and look a little guilty at that. Dean chuckled and walked over to stand on the other side of the curtain. "How's the cleaning going?"

"It's...coming along." Mira said.

"Taking a break huh?" Dean asked, tilting his head. Mira shrugged, her eyes drifting up and over the boxers and tank top that Dean was in. He watched her and stayed quiet. He knew very well what he wanted to do and he knew that she knew. But this was going to be her show. However, he couldn't stop his train of thought this time and the more he watched her, the redder her cheeks went. He actually thought it was a little funny and would have laughed if her eyes hadn't shot up to look at him.

"Interesting thoughts you have." Mira muttered. Dean was taken back by the way she said it. He had a momentary mental flash to the attitude future Mira had before everything but the present situation melted away as the girl in front of him grabbed hold of his top and pulled him forward to kiss him. He returned the kiss, moving closer and lifting his hands to her head. He felt her other hand pulling the bottom of his shirt and realized that the curtain was more then likely not in the way anymore. But he really couldn't think as her warm, slightly wet hands slid up under the piece of clothing and ran across his stomach, over his back, up his chest.

They separated long enough for the offending article to be lifted over his head and tossed over with Mira's clothes before Dean pulled her back to him for another bruising kiss. Her wet chest collided with his and both of them groaned. Her hands were trapped between them but she didn't seem to even care as his hands ran through her hair. His thoughts were in her head and it relaxed her more that they were all just about this single moment. Her hands slid free of the confines between chests and wound around behind his head. She attempted to lean back, to pull him into the shower with her, but was surprised when he resisted.

"Mir..." Dean muttered, his lips barely leaving hers. "I go in there...I'm not going to stop. I want you, you know I do. So if you pull me...you better be damn sure this is what you want." Mira opened her eyes and looked at him. Their faces were close. Water that was on her head had dripped to his. Her brown eyes followed the trail of a drop down the side of his face before they lifted to look at his green pair. Their eyes were locked for two seconds before Mira dropped her hands from his neck to his waist in order to push his boxers down. Dean was a little surprised but got over it with a grin as he stepped out of the final piece of clothing. This time when she pulled him, he went willingly.

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Sam stood back as Gwen looked cautiously into the motel room. When she gave the all clear, he followed her in and tilted his head at the sound of the shower running.

"I think they're...both in there." Gwen commented, glancing at the washroom door as she sat on her bed.

"Still?" Sam asked. "We were gone for a while."

"Hey, you know your brother better then I do." Gwen replied, shaking her head. "Frankly, I don't even want to think about it."

"Good point." Sam agreed, sitting at the table and opening his laptop.

"So is there anything new we can go after?" Gwen asked.

"Lot of reports of strange things happen." Sam replied. "But nothing really...big."

"You mean nothing Alpha worthy." Gwen said. Sam shrugged and continued to type. Gwen tilted her head as she watched him. She couldn't see the screen so she wasn't sure what he was up to but he was typing far too much. "What are you in a chat room or something?"

"Or something." Sam answered.

"Seriously?" Gwen asked. She stood up and walked over. Sure enough, Sam was in some sort of chat room, or at least he was on a messenger with several people talking in the same window. "What are you doing?"

"Hunters." Sam replied. "Not all hunters are as technologically deficient as Samuel." Gwen watched as Sam's fingers moved over the keys without his eyes needing to follow. "This is how a lot of hunts get told. Rumours going around, everyone trying to figure out who's closest to where, that sort of thing."

"Makes sense." Gwen muttered, nodding as she watched the conversation on the screen. There was a thud in the washroom and she straightened up quickly, her eyes looking over at the door.

"Don't worry." Sam cut in before his cousin was able to say anything. "Probably in the...rough stage of things."

"There are stages with him?" Gwen asked.

"Don't ask." Sam informed. "Just...don't...ask." He shook his head and Gwen was starting to regret the decision to return to the room.

Yay, Dean and Mira finally getting it on!

I've made up yet another picture for this story. I just can't help it when there are so many great ideas. When I get bored and need inspiration, I sometimes look through google for things. There is a question to be asked about that picture though. Would it be a real event in future chapters, or just a dream of Dean's? Lol, if I try to stray from the series a bit, that might very well end up being a real thing...Mira in a circus act. So many possibilities.