Love You Like Hell - Part 21

Guys I met Mark Sheppard and Misha Collins two days ago can you believe it. And I saw almost the entire cast except Jared and Jensen. Ruth Connell liked my tweet. Rob Benedict waved at me. It was amazing and gave me a shit ton of inspiration so here we go.

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Chapter 21 – Date Night with Dean

Faith and Dean wandered the trails of Sioux Falls. The falls themselves were off to their left, the sound of water creating a soothing, almost numbing background noise. The two lovebirds walked, their hands not linked but dangerously close to each other. Faith admired the beauty of the twilight and the way the dim light of the setting sun shone on the waterfalls. She felt herself smile. "This is really pretty," she remarked softly.

Dean nodded. "Yeah, I like coming here," he answered, smiling at Faith instead of the falls.

She grinned. "Do you take all your hot dates here?"

"No, only the ones I really like," was the answer. Faith felt herself blush a little. She walked ahead of Dean so he wouldn't see the effect he had on her.

Taking a moment, she paused at the edge of the trail, looking at the falls. She realized how lucky she was to be alive and experiencing this moment. I should be dead, she thought with a shudder. She should have been dead a long time ago, but that never stopped her, or never stopped Lexi would be a more apt description. "Dean," she whispered. At first, she didn't think that he would hear her.

But he did, and he was at her side in an instant. "Yeah?"

Her hand involuntarily went and rested on the Mark of Cain. "I don't want this," she murmured, referring to the disease that was now coursing through her blood.

Silence met her words. Then, Dean's timid voice sounded. "Okay… We don't… We don't have to see each other anymore if you don't want to."

Faith immediately grabbed his hand, panicking. "No, no, no, that's not what I meant!" she rapidly amended. She looked up at him and saw relief flood his face.

"Oh," was all he said as a smile spread across his face.

She leaned up and pressed her lips softly against his. Dean reciprocated, his arms moving to encircle her waist. After a few moments, she pulled away from the kiss, only to press one to his chin. The stubble made her laugh a little. "You need to shave," she observed teasingly.

Dean shrugged. "I was thinkin' about maybe just letting it get long."

Faith took a moment and studied his face. "Hmm, maybe."

He kissed her forehead softly. "What were you referring to, if you don't mind me asking."

"This," she sighed, showing him the Mark on her arm.

Dean's brow furrowed as he looked at it. "Maybe… Maybe we can find a way to get it off?"

Faith shook her head. "Don't you think that if there was a way, Cain would have gotten it off years ago? He has been around for thousands and thousands of years."

He let out a huff and studied the Mark more closely. "Well… if anyone can get it off you, it's Sammy."

She stiffened at the mention of Dean's brother. She was comfortable with Dean—by now she was relatively certain that he wasn't gonna murder he in her sleep. But other hunters? Faith wasn't so sure. Sam sounded like a really nice guy, but how would he react to a demon?

Dean noticed her uneasiness. "Hey, don't worry about Sammy. He won't try to kill you. I'll make sure of it."

Faith was still hesitant but nodded nonetheless. "Okay. Let's go meet Sammy."