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Rose knocked on the door of the brother's motel room, the door swung open to reveal Sam.
"Good morning," Rose said brightly she offered him the tray of coffee in her hand. "brought coffee." Sam smiled slightly as he grabbed one of the three cups and let her inside, Dean looked up from his hunched position over the laptop.
"Brought coffee," Rose said again, Dean took one of the cups then turned back to the computer. "There's cream and sugar if you want," Rose said taking the third cup and sat on the desk across from Dean.
"Thanks," Sam said to rose.
"So, what's first on the agenda?" Rose asked,
"First we get you a tattoo," Dean said, without looking at her.
"A tattoo?"
"Yes a tattoo, didn't you hear me the first time?" Dean glared at her.
"It's for protection," Sam said pulling down the corner of his shirt to show her his tattoo. "It's an anti-possession symbol that protects you from demonic possession." Sam released the collar of his shirt.
"So do you just go to any old tattoo shop to get one, or is there some special ritual or something?" Rose asked
"No, no ritual or anything. A regular tattoo shop will do just fine." Sam said slipping on his jacket.
"So when do we leave to get this tattoo?"
"Right now," Sam said grabbing the keys for the Impala.
"Careful with my baby." Dean glared at Sam, Rose held in a giggle and Sam just rolled his eyes before leaving.
Their trip didn't take long, it had only been about an hour or so since the two left. They had come through the door laughing at something, Rose had a tank top on, a white patch on the front of her shoulder where Dean assumed her Tattoo was. Dean couldn't help but stare at the women coming through the door, her neck and shoulder line, the way she laughed that mad her seem to glow. It was strange, this woman both infuriated and captivated him, she seemed to be the kind of person that others were naturally drawn to. Dean shook his head to clear his thoughts.
"Sounds like you two had a good time." Dean scowled.
"You won't believe what happened," Rose said, still giggling, Sam had stopped but he held a smile on his face. "So we walk into the tattoo shop and Sam shows him his tattoo as an example as the one I want. And so this argument starts up between two of the artist on whether we are siblings or lovers and eventually the whole shop joins in and Sam and I are just looking at each other awkwardly. The argument continues throughout the whole time I'm getting the tattoo. So after the Tattoo's done I walk up to Sam, kiss on the cheek and say 'Thanks love.' and one of the guys shouts that he's right but then Sam says 'No we're siblings.' And I reply that we just have a special relationship. You should have seen their faces it was priceless." Rose finished with a giggle. Dean tried to look un-amused.