"If I had sex in a dream does that mean I'm not a virgin anymore?"
It was morning, and Crowley sputtered his coffee when River asked this. Vera stopped chopping peppers the omlette. Dean put down the newspaper he was reading for omens. Castiel seemed confused. Missouri laughed.
"Medically speaking your virtue is intact." Vera stated.
"Please do not encourage her to quite literally mind fuck my brother while I am in the room!"
"I'm not eating. Again." Crowley stated.
"Wait...River and Sam...on the mental plane?"
"Did you dream about having sex or did you and Sam make love via your mental connection?"
"Missouri!" Dean exclaimed.
Vera snickered as Crowley groaned again.
"Dean, you've said and done far worse in Sam's presence." Missouri pointed out.
"Only when he walked in-and on occasion to watch him squirm!"
"Whats our plan?" River asked as they argued. Vera sat beside her and spoke up.
"I have to dig up a way we can connect you to Raziel's memories. She's more trouble as she never really died."
"Can't you use Sam and I's connection and syphon through Sammael?"
"Can't. We'd need Sam to institute the connection."
"What if I can't see through Raziel's memories?"
"Then training your powers is going to be a bitch." Vera finished her coffee and stretched out. "I should get going."
Before another word could be said a car screeched to a stop outside. Missouri was the only one un-phased, as Crowley whistled for Grim, Castiel drew his blade, Dean loaded a sawed off, and Vera moved in front of River.
The door was kicked open. Bobby burst in, rifle out.
"What in the Sam Hill is going, why have you all seized Dean?"
"To save the world." Castiel said.
"To train River." Crowley interjected.
"Hi Robert."
By the time Bobby turned Vera was trying to hide behind river. The flaw was in the fact that she was taller. He dropped his gun and stared.
"Vera?"