Title: Things I'll Never Say
Author:
Jmaria
Theme: Intimacy
Rating: PG-13
Disclaimer:
Joss and Kripke are the Bosses. They own Faith Lehane and Sam
Winchester
Pairing: Faith Lehane/Sam Winchester
Words:
343
Summary: There's a lot left unsaid.
Author's
Notes: Cameo of Dawn and Dean. Do not ask me what they're doing
in the background - they have minds of their own.
Thing's I'll Never Say
"You guys have serious gun complexes, you do realize that?" Dawn snapped, shoving the gun off of her text.
"Guns work on most demons, Jolly," Dean snapped right back. Dawn's eyes narrowed as she turned to face Faith.
"I know some decent spells, Faith. Can I please use them?"
"Hey, you're the watcher, yo," Faith grinned up at Sam who was just frowning. "Do whatcha gotta."
"Yay!" Dawn grinned mischievously at Dean, who just scowled at Faith.
Faith waited about five seconds after Dawn preceded to hit Dean before she laughed. Sam was fighting hard not to laugh.
"Girl's got it bad," she sighed, catching her breath. "Why do you Winchester boys got such a hard-on for the guns?"
"Our dad, he trained us on 'em. Gave them to us for protection," Sam replied.
"Damn, all my 'stepdad' gave me was a condom," Faith laughed.
"What was the first weapon you handled?" Sam asked.
"Aw, I don't kiss and tell, Sammy."
"I told you what mine was."
"A gun, a given. Didn't have to dig for it, Sammy," she smirked as his eye twitched.
"She has a thing for daggers! Oof!" Dawn yelled as Dean yanked her back.
"Daggers, hm?" Sam grinned.
"That wasn't my first weapon."
"It's not like it's a state secret. Not like your last name."
"It was a chair leg! Ow!" Dawn shrieked as Dean pinched her. Faith gaped at her. "I read it in the journals! A little help here?"
"Go for the knees," Sam called, smirking as his
"Dude, I'm your brother!"
"Sorry."
Faith shook her head. Sam smiled back at her, and it reached his eyes. Oh, boy.
"A girl can't have any feminine mystique round you Winchester boys, can she?" Faith smiled.
"Not a whole lot," Sam answered, linking his fingers with hers. He glanced over at Dawn and Dean, frowning. "Of course, I'm the smarter one."
"Just makes me the pretty one, Sammy!" Dean yelled, pinching Dawn again. He frowned at Faith. "A little help?"
"Dude, I don't know her weaknesses," Faith smiled sweetly.
