AN: We hope everyone had a great holiday weekend.
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"Did you, did you put Lavender in the spaghetti sauce Lilly?" Sam asks as he gives his bowl a strange look. His eyes widen as, far to late, he feels kick it had; the uncomfortable kick. He starts sweating.
"No?" Lilly answers him before turning back to the pot on the stove and sniffing it. She frowns as she scoops a spoonful up to take a bite. Her eyes widen in surprise.
"Are you sure?" Dean asks, also chewing on his own bite. He jumps when Mae jumps up and rushes to the fridge. "Mae?" He questions, adjusting his collar as he feels the sweat beading on his forehead.
"Oh gods… What did I do?" Lilly asks her tone horrified as the odd mixture assaults her tongue. She moves to the cabinets where they kept the herbs her eyes watering from the heat of the sauce.
Sam drops his fork, running to try and help Mae as she frantically moved thing around in the fridge. "What do you need Mae?"
"Milk, my mouth." Mae bites out as she spots the heavy cream. She quickly grabs the carton and pops it open, pouring it into her mouth. She breaths out in relief as the dairy soothes the burning, before handing it to Sam.
Sam hears her swish it around a few times before she spits it out in the sink. With a slight chuckle, and still sweating from the heat of his own bite, he caps the cream and puts it back in the fridge.
"I, I fucked up cooking… I'm so sorry." Lilly apologized, hand over her face.
"It's ok Babe. You're just adjusting to your kitchen again or something." Dean tries to comfort her.
"No. I do not, you don't understand, I don't, this is like Mae cooking… I don't just… Excuse me." Lilly mumbles before running out of the room a bright red, obviously embarrassed.
"Shit, Lilly come back, it ain't that bad." Dean calls out as he pushes off the table and he races after her.
"Ouch." Mae teases, watching her go with sad eyes.
Sam puts his arms around her, "I'm sure she didn't mean to insult you."
"Oh no, she is correct. I am super awful at mixing spices for food… I kind of just add what I feel like. It usually doesn't taste that great to others." Mae chuckles at herself, unable to keep her worry for Lilly at bay; she'd never seen her sister mess up a dish.
"Ok, well, let's just get rid of this for her." Sam covers his smile by turning to grab the pot of super spicy lavender spaghetti sauce before he walks it over to the garbage can to dumb.
The two occupants pause as an angry curse is bellowed through the house.
"What do you think happened?" Mae asks, eyes wide as she feels residual anger pulse from upstairs.
"I'm not sure, but want to go grab something? We can make it a date?" Sam offers with a small smile.
"Sounds fun. I think I might have been spoiled during our time at Sandover." She teases.
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"Lilly, your gods can't just take you everytime your upset." Dean snaps.
"But there is something seriously wrong with me Dean, I've known since Zachariah first tried to give me the memories. Ahmes… She protected me by taking the hit." Lilly sighs as she sits on her bed, letting herself fall backwards. The twinge of pain comforting.
"Zachariah did this? Maybe Cass can undo it." Dean say hopefully, walking towards her door.
"Uh…I guess it wouldn't hurt to ask…" Lilly mumbles reaching for her pillow.
"Great, Come on, we can go to my room. I know you angel proofed yours." Dean smiles, holding out his hand to her.
"Ah, he mentioned that?" Lilly asks dragging herself and the pillow to him grabbing his hand, and following him to his room.
"Hey Cass? If you have a minute, I have a Lilly question-"
"Yes Dean? Lilly?" Castiel asks, appearing in the room with a flap.
"Zachariah fucked my priestess." Lilly pouts.
Dean covers his mouth with one hand at the look on Castiel's face. "Phrasing, Lilly, phrasing. Mae is right, you should watch your phrasing." He rubs his forehead.
"What? Oh… Ew. He tapped the wrong soul." Lilly corrects as she pulls a face.
"You believe that the memories did not fail to take root, but simply rooted in the wrong soul?" Castiel asks with frown..
"Yeah… She is not doing well...Apparently. Can you please fix it?" Lilly asks as she sits up on the edge of the bed with her pillow in her hand.
"I can look and see if it is possible." He offers simply.
"Thank you." Lilly breathes with a small grateful smile.
Castiel walks over to her, but pauses when he is standing in front of her. "I will have to touch you." He warns.
"I'll live." She shrugs, happy when Dean sits next to her and takes her hand.
"I won't kill you. You have my word." Castiel tilts his head to the side, not understanding.
"It's a badly used expression Cass." Dean explains shooting a Lilly a look.
"I see." Without another word, he lightly touches the exposed skin on her left shoulder, where her band tee was hanging off it. He frowns at her flinch.
"Ignore that, Sorry." Lilly mumbles looking to the ground, squeezing Dean's hand.
"I hope to one day change how you feel about me, but I understand." He admits, searching through her for the problem. "May I try something?"
"Sure. I trust you." Lilly says with another shrug, willing to try anything to help Ahmes, and get her cooking skills back.
"Thank you Lilly." Cass says with a small smile as he brings his hand not on her shoulder up to touch her forehead. "Well, that didn't work. She still seems to be hiding."
"That's what Maat and Thoth said too. Shit." Lilly sighs with a frown.
"I could try something else, but it would be… Very, very unpleasant. And dangerous." Castiel says after a moment, frowning at the thought of what he would have to do to truly help her.
"For who?" Dean asks looking between the two of them concerned and worried.
"For both of us." Castiel admits.
"Oh… How dangerous?" Lilly asks blowing her bangs out of her face.
"It is dangerous for me to do this to a mortal with one soul, you are… Different."
"Abomination thing?" Lilly asks with a quirked eyebrow.
"I'm stuck on unpleasant, and the verys attached to it..." Dean adds holding her closer to him.
"Mmm, but she's suffering so, if you are willing, I'll deal. Is it dangerous for Dean to be in the room?" Lilly questions
"Fuck that hufflepuff, if you are thinkin' about doing this, I'm not leaving." Dean growls at the girl.
"I am unsure." Castiel says thoughtfully, "Though I believe his staying will help you to remain calm, which is what I need you to remain."
"Dean, seriously, that's stu-" Lilly starts concerned.
"Nope."
"I would suggest you get as comfortable as possible." Castiel says, stepping back from her.
Lilly frowns, thinking about it before she gets up, making Dean scoot to the middle of the bed. She sits between his thighs, pulling her pillow in front of her and squeezing it tightly.
Castiel frowns, "I require access to your chest cavity."
"Mmm. Okay." She says as she places her pillow behind Dean.
"Chest cavity?" Dean asks wrapping his hands around her waist.
Castiel removes his trench coat and blazer, folding them and placing them on Dean's desk. He sits on the bed, facing Lilly and Dean, "Are you absolutely certain you would not prefer to lie down?"
"You said comfortable." Lilly answers simply.
"Are you comfortable?" Castiel asks with a head tilt.
"Yes."
"Dean you are going to have to hold her still." Castiel states as he begins folding his sleeve on his right arm up past his elbow.
"Chest cavity? Any answers there?" Dean asks even as he readjusts Lilly holding her arms to her torso tightly, one leg wrapping around her pelvis.
"I will be reaching into her chest cavity, I am going to be touching her souls to try and remove the memories from Ahmes.
Lilly stares at him. "I know you're doing me a favor… But can you wash your hands and arm first?"
Dean sighs, "He's going to shove his hand into you and that's what you're concerned about?"
"I have already sanitized my hand and arm far better than your soap and water method would."
Lilly looks him over for a moment. "Fair. Thank you."
"I know you abhor dirt and filth of any kind. I have zero bacterium on my hand and arm." He assures her, with a small amused smile.
"That is very reassuring... Thank you. He get's it, why don't you Dean." Lilly comments as she smiles at the Angel, even as she shoots Dean a dark look. "Please proceed."
"I'm still not a hundred percent behind this plan, and he's my angel about to go elbow deep into your chest." Dean says his tone dark.
"Phrasing." Lilly teases him leaning up to press a kiss to his jaw.
"I am not anyone's angel." Cass pouts as he adjusts to kneel in front of her.
"I'm sure he meant that in a good way." Lilly assures Castiel with some amusement.
"You need something to bite on." Cass states with a frown, shifting in discomfort.
"I'm sure I'll be fine." Lilly shrugs.
"If you are sure." Castiel sighs not pressing it. "Are you prepared?" He lightly grips her left shoulder, his right hand hovering in the space between them.
"No." Dean bites out, tightening his grip around Lilly.
"Thank you for this Cass, and yes." Lilly says with a small encouraging smile.
Castiel takes a deep breath as he plunges his hand straight into her chest, without further preamble.
Lilly's entire body jerks with spasms as the pain shoots through her, a blood curdling scream ripping from her throat as she turns her head. Her eyes screw together as she bites down hard on her bottom lip, clear through it, her teeth meeting through the new hole. Her nails dig into her own stomach. She wasn't sure why she was surprised by this new level of pain, with how the angel had been acting. Her head falls back to Dean's shoulder.
"Cass. What is this?" Dean shouts, doing his best to keep her steady when all he really wanted to do was deck the angel.
"Normal. I am touching her soul, looking for where they are melding together." Explains with a frown of concentration, shoving his hand in deeper..
"Well hurry the fuck up." Dean snaps his stomach turning from keeping her still like this, and for allowing this to happen. His eyes tearing up at the sound of her scream.
"I'm sorry Dean. I have to, there are two, this is more difficult, I need to concentrate." Castiel comments.
"Hey, don't let me hold you up. I'm just the asshole holding his screaming girlfriend down." Dean spits out defensively.
"Lilly is surprisingly quiet for this process. Again I am in awe of her endurance." Castiel comments absently his eyes narrowing at something.
"Didn't you need to concentrate or something." Dean growls.
"My talking seems to be helping you."
"If that is the case I could talk to him." Thoth comments from where he's leaned against the wall.
"Holy shit, where did you come from?" Dean asks, eyes wide.
"I stupidly attached myself to Lilly. She has given me a migraine." Thoth comments dryly as he eyes the odd scene in front of him.
"Well boo fucking who. She's trying to help Ahmes." Dean snaps, adjusting his grip on Lilly as she tries to buck in pain.
"Is that what this is?" Thoth asks with a raised brow. "I just figured she was doing something else stupid and reckless, oh wait, I'm standing here watching as an angel is elbow deep in her souls." The god comments dryly.
"I did warn her that this could be dangerous." Castiel informs him, his frown deepening as he follows what feels like a seam.
"I'm sure you did." Thoth comments with a blank face. "This is my shocked face. Please concentrate. Dean, I thought we talked about this."
"Talked about what Thoth?" Dean growls, sweat beading on his face from his constant tension against her movements.
"Communication at that lunch." Thoth responds.
"Did she not tell you what we were doing?" Dean bites out.
"No. Shocking I'm sure. She is prone to be exceedingly reckless, making decisions on a whim. It is very frustrating."
"Hey, she's just trying to live as normal as she can." Dean says defensively.
"I think I found her." Castiel comments. "Nevermind." He sighs. "She is very good at hiding." He adds with a frown.
The conversation pauses as Lilly lets out another scream of pain, followed by a litany of broken curses from every language she knew. Her nails digging into her own flesh.
The god, the angel, and Dean all flinch at the painful sounding scream
"How much longer?" Dean growls. God, is this how Sam felt at the hospital with Mae?
"Dean, you need to calm down this is dangerous." Castiel states.
"Oh… You need him calm? That would have been nice to know earlier." Thoth rolls his eyes, walking closer to the bed. He waves his hand as he grabbed an odd looking dowel from the air quickly shoving it into Lilly's mouth.
"Bite on that." He commands, his head tilting to the side as he notes the popped blood vessels in her eyes, and the blood pooling from her nose and ears.
Thoth? Lilly managed to focus on him for a mere second before the pain pulled her back into chaos. Instinctively she bit down on the thing in her mouth. Her souls and head fighting for most pain caused.
"I believe I have found Ahmes, well, part of her. The souls are very melded." Cass says, his eyes narrowed in concentration.
"Awesome." Dean mutters darkly keeping her still as she bucks again.
Thoth tilts his head further as he watches Lilly's fingers twitch in a familiar looking pattern. His eyes widen as he kneels next to the bed and grabs her moving hand. "Dean, grab her other hand, do not let her move her fingers." He demands, his tone brooking no room for argument.
"Got, it." Dean says not questioning the god as he finds her other hand, noting the familiar stickiness of blood, with a frown.
"That felt like it could have been very painful, possibly fatal." Castiel comments absently.
"That's concerning." Dean sighs even as he squeezes Lilly's hand.
"Ahmes is fighting." Thoth comments, watching Lilly's souls carefully, his eyes also narrowed in concentration, curious where either one of the priestesses had picked up that particular ritual.
"This is not, oh. Found her." Castiel closing his eyes for a moment before he jerks his hand out of her body, tipping off the foot of the bed, landing on the floor with a thud.
Thoth releases Lilly and steps back, leaving the couple on the bed.
Lilly winces in pain as the hand is yanked out of her though her temples continue to pound. She lets out a sigh of relief as something clicks into place. She relaxes into Dean's arms as her muscles lose the tension. She breathes heavily from exertion as she spits the dowel into her palm, the herbal taste of it lingering on her tongue, as she looks at the god and angel next to her.
"Lilly? Are you well?" Castiel asks in concern, pulling himself up to his knees.
"Super. Thank you." Lilly pants out, feeling more complete than she had in weeks and gladly dealing the pain. She felt right again, like she wasn't missing something.
She gives the Angel a weak smile, oblivious to how distressing it was with the sheer amount of blood smearing and still dripping from her eyes, nose and lips . Her blood shot eyes noting the angel's burned and blistered arm, concern filling her. "Are you? That looks fucking painful." She asks with immediate concern.
"This is why no one ever believes a word you say." Thoth snorts with a concerned frown.
"I can heal this, you do not look well, I will heal the damage I caused you first." Castiel says as he pulls himself from the floor. The rush of grace surprising him, not sure he had ever had this level of reserve before.
"Nah I'm fi-" Lilly mumbles before her eyes roll to the back of her head and she falls limp in Dean's arms; the pain and exertion finally catching up with her as the adrenalin seeped out.
"I'm going to have to agree with Thoth on this." Dean growls, rearranging his hold on her.
"Should I heal her? She did not seem to want it…" Castiel comments as he stands to his feet, looking extremely human in his discomfort. Torn between wanting to heal her, but not wanting her angry.
"Just heal her Cass, her brain looks french fried. I swear, if she gets angry with you I'll deal with it. Just heal her." Dean growls.
"I could do it if you both wish to avoid her mortal wrath." Thoth taunts, glad to see this over.
"I will heal her." Castiel mutters placing two fingers to her forehead. Repairing her, and even getting rid of the blood.
"Thank you Cass. Are you going to be ok?" Dean asks, sounding much better now that Lilly was healed.
"That was, quite the rush. Using human terms." Castiel says his arm already healed as he rolls down his sleeve over his arm. "That went much better than expected."
"What?" Dean groans, not really wanting to hear what could have happened.
"Everyone in this house could have died. Ahmes, or Lilly, one of them was trying to protect their body from the pain. That's why I asked you to restrain her hand. " Thoth volunteers.
"So, let's call this a win and never need to do it again." Dean sighs, glad he didn't know that before he had let her go through with Cass's plan. He pushes Lilly's hair out of face, looking up a thought occurring to him. "I'm surprised Sam and Mae didn't come running."
"I put a ward up, to silence the room." Thoth shrugs before disappearing.
"So everything is in it's right place now?" Dean asks Castiel.
"Yes. Though, I'm not sure how the priestess is faring. She was insane when I found her."
"Well, that's a scary thought. Part of Lilly could be insane." Dean looks down into her peaceful face, concerned that, again, the angels had fucked with his family.
"She should be fine. The priestess is old, and the memories have been removed. I am sure she will adjust."
"I mean it man, thank you. I know you risked your life." Dean looks at Cass for a long moment, unsure of when he had started to trust the angel.
"It was the least I could do, Lilly did not deserve what was done to her. I am surprised she let me, but I am honored that she sought my help." Castiel replies to Dean, startled by how honestly he felt the words.
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"So, what was the thing with Lilly's god? Thoth right?" Sam asks as he rests his back against a tree, content to laze about with Mae sitting comfortably between his thighs as both of them stare at the clouds. They had been quick to take advantage of the mild temperature after narrowly avoiding the fight in the house.
"What? When he came down to talk to everyone, or when he came to talk to me this morning?" Mae asks as she leans against him, pressing her back into his chest before she angled her face to look up at him.
"He talked to you this morning? Why is he talking to you?" Sam shakes his head and looks down at her. "Both. Definitely both."
"He's been working with me on my empathy thing, since I first lost it actually." Mae explains, putting her hand down on top of his, lacing their fingers together; she just enjoyed the warmth of his skin and how safe being in his arms made her feel.
"He's what?! Teaching, training, what? I don't think that's a good idea Mae, it's bad enough Lilly interacts with them. Old gods are bad news. It's not going to be too long before something ugly happens." Sam warns her as he wraps his arms around her and squeezes her tightly; possessively.
Mae furrows her brow as she registers his concern, along with a great deal of irritation. "He has been giving me books to read, and helping me try out new things. Right now I'm working on trying to build a… It's hard to explain."
"What does he expect in return though? There's always a catch." Sam says voice thick with worry and concern. Why hadn't he known this was happening. He had trusted Lilly to keep Mae away from such a blatant threat, but she was obviously too enamored by their perceived charm.
"He would like to help me figure out what I am. We just haven't-" Mae jumps as she feels his grip tighten.
"WHAT? He's offering what?" Sam demands as he picks her off the ground, and turns her around studying her face carefully. His concern and worry skyrocketing as fear gripped him like a vice around his heart.
"He, he watches me, and asks questions." Mae quickly tries to explain. "He took a few samples from my garden, really though, he just asks a lot of questions. He's offered to do a more indepth look into my- Uh… Heritage, but we've all been busy with other… The only thing he's really asked for has been my blood. I mean, that's normal when you're trying to learn stuff about yourself. And it's not like I can go to a normal doctor for that."
Sam watches her, his eyes widening before they narrow with anger and their depths flare with a myriad of emotions. Concern and anger being the top contenders. "He has your fucking blood? One of those goddamn monsters has your- MAE! What were you thinking? Why are you even talking with them? Surely you know how dangerous they are. Fuck, Lilly just got fucking branded by him. And she fuckin' worships them. I don't know why Dean's so fuckin' okay with it, but I don't want you near them! You're going to end up getting hurt, or something worse."
Mae takes a calming breath, giving herself a moment to compose herself. She watches Sam; noting the way his jaw tensed, a vein throbbed in his neck and his hazel eyes burned with a deep passion as he glared down at her. She could feel her headache building even as she tried to raise her own barriers.
Mae lifts her hand up to Sam's neck; her thumb stroking over his pulse gently in an attempt to soothe him. "Sam. I'm sorry. But... Don't you want to know what you're dating? I'm trying really hard to- I mean. Her gods have been nice to me, and I've had so many bad experiences with angels, not counting Cass… But even Cass doesn't know what I am, or he does but can't tell me. I just want to be able to control my empathy. I want to know why the demons had that reaction to me, and why the angels and gods say I'm only half human, or a more than human human. I want to stop, being useless and I don't want to keep living in this void of not knowing what is wrong with me. I need this Sam. It scares me to know I'm so different from my family… From you..." She trails off softly as tears begin to gather in her eyes before spilling unchecked down her cheeks. She looks up to him with her viridian eyes drowning in uncertainty and sadness.
Sam listens to her words trying to calm himself down. The thought of her with the gods and angels made his stomach turn. "You're not different Mae, you're just like the rest of us." He tells her after gently cupping her jaw in his hand. "And you think you're useless?" He asks with a frown and small shake of his head. "Mae, you do so much for me, for all of us. I mean if this is something you really wanna know, I'm not going to stop you but, Baby, that shit, whatever it is, won't change how I feel about you. I love you Mae, and without a doubt in my mind you are nothing but purity at it's rarest. It won't change anything, but sating your need to know. I love you. What you may or may not be will never matter to me."
Mae presses her head to his chest, struggling to keep herself protected from his heightened emotions, her head hurting from the combination of building her barrier and being assaulted by his strangely turbulent emotions. "I don't understand Sam, I'm able to do something I've never done before. Thoth has more answers to offer than anyone I've talked too. I just want to know what I am Sam."
"There are other ways Mae, We can find a way to help you get your empathy under control. Ways that don't involve gods. Or angels. Or anything supernatural really…"
"What about finding out what I am?" Mae asks desperately, trying to find anything to change his mind.
"I don't care what you are. You're a good person Mae, an amazing beautiful person. And I mean whatever it is, it's just extra. Obviously you aren't a monster. The very thought of that is ridiculous. It doesn't matter. Not to any of us. Certainly not enough to put you at risk. They are going to expect that debt to be paid eventually Mae." Sam sighs nuzzling his chin into her hair.
"I think you're wrong about this situation, because I can feel Maat and Thoth's emotions. They love Lilly. Love her. And Thoth cares about me, or he wouldn't have made me sleep in the kitchen. I can't remember what happened, but I lost my, my barrier. He was just protecting me." Mae tries to gently explain, wrapping her arms around his chest, hugging him tightly.
"Mae, they're old monsters that prey on people. I've run into gods. Dean and I have killed several. Some of them we haven't even been able to kill, they were that powerful. I think they can trick people. Lure them in. I can't do anything about Lilly, she'd just get belligerent, but I know you have enough sense to know what I'm saying is true. They branded her like cattle Mae. Branded. Cattle, like food. Which gods eat. I don't trust them."
Mae shakes her head against him, not sure what to say, or how he expected her to get out of classes with Thoth. As for the brand, she could see how Sam had come to that conclusion, but she had just thought of it more as someone chipping their pet; it established a type of ownership so she'd be returned. She finally lets out a defeated sigh. "You know I'm going to listen to you. If you don't want me to go to them or ask for help from Thoth anymore. I won't. Is that what you're asking me to do?"
"Mae I just want you to be safe. Honestly, I don't trust any of them, not her gods, not Castiel. Not anymore. Everytime I turn around they're hurting someone I care about. They're all just playing with us. Zachariah's test was proof of that."
"I can see why you think that, I even agree. Zachariah's test felt like it was just a demonstration of how much he could mess with us."
"I don't like being a mouse in some fucked up maze and they're all just playing with us. Jesus, the two of you have been hurt, beaten, several times, just to prove points. And that's after Cass told us they couldn't touch you, or even Lilly for that matter. They hurt us to gain compliance from the others. It's not a game any of us can win." Sam says; indignation, anger, concern and fear flaring.
"We've both lost our faith haven't we?" Mae asks tearfully, her headache morphing into a migraine. "What's left to believe in?"
"I'm sorry Mae. I know how much this is hurting you." Sam admits slowly, his voice raw with emotion. He shakes his head when it suddenly occurs to him that what he was feeling was probably hurting her. He kisses her forehead and releases her from the hug before taking several steps back as he runs his hands through his hair and looks to her completely lost for a moment. He shakes his head; his features going back to neutral in an instant.
"No, please, you don't have to do that." Mae says, turning to watch him walk away. "This isn't from you, I'm just scared. Please come back." She frowns as she looks up at him even as she wipes away her tears furiously; frustrated with herself. She was curious as to what she was getting off of Sam at the moment, he was everywhere emotionally and it worried her. He'd never been one to let his emotions jump all over the place.
"Just give me a minute. I'll be right back. I need to calm down." Sam assures her, giving her a weak smile before he turns to walk away. "I'm sorry. Just one minute."
Mae watches him go with a frown, confused by the newest emotion she feels off him.
Sam wanders back about ten minutes later his emotions a lot smoother as he smiles at her. "Sorry, I just needed to let off some steam."
"Are you ok?" Mae asks, coaxing him back to the blanket with her.
"Yeah, just worried." Sam answers with a smile as he walks back over and sits down, pulling her down with him. They adjust until she's comfortable in his arms and can easily rest her head on his chest as they stare at the darkening sky. "I really don't like you near any of them, it worries me, and I don't trust them. But, I'm not going to tell you what to do. I'm not your keeper."
Mae raises an eyebrow, turning to look him in the eyes. "You seemed pretty adamant that I not ask Thoth or Maat for help anymore. And I've already said I won't, though I can't keep them from visiting. But I'm still- I like talking to Cass. But if it makes you feel better, I'll do as you ask.. I promised you and Dean that I would follow orders, and I meant it."
Sam takes in a deep breath and releases it slowly; mulling it over. "I would rather you didn't, but, I could be wrong. At one point I thought angels and god, like The God, were good." He shakes his head at his folly before he continues. "I still don't trust them. But if you're going to be a hunter, you need to go with your instincts. I'll kill anything that hurts you though. Lilly will just have to deal with it." Sam snorts with derision as he leans down and kisses the nape of her neck tenderly.
Mae smiles, turning to her side to cuddle into him as the temperature began to drop with the setting sun. "My hero." She says as she kisses his throat. "I love you."
"I love you too Mae." He says leaning down to kiss the top of her head. The two of them settle into comfortable silence as they watch the sky morph from sparkling golds and orange to the dark blues and purples of twilight.
AN2: We'll see you next Sunday :)
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