Dean didn't know why Sam had offered this kid a ride home, but he did. And she'd accepted. I guess I couldn't blame her in this weather. A metal bicycle isn't exactly a perfect ride for a thunderstorm.
"Hi, Dean," she said, leaning forward.
"Um, hi. How do you know my name?"
"I Googled you, and your name was actually on a criminal database." She smiled at him.
"That's nice to know. So, why'd you get in the car with me, then?"
"I trust you."
"Why? Did it not tell you what I supposedly did?"
"Yeah. There's a lot."
"Okay. Now I'm even more confused."
"You had the perfect opportunity to kill me earlier and you didn't, so I doubt you're that dangerous."
"You're weird."
"Dean!" Sam said, shocked. She only laughed.
"It's okay. I know I'm weird." They pulled up in front of her house. "Well, thanks for the ride."
"Sure thing," Sam said.
"Hey. If you want to continue, you know where I live. I'll be home all day."
"Okay." He was so full of smiles for some odd reason. It was as if her happy manner was an airborne disease. It was infectious. "See you tomorrow, Jackie."
"See you tomorrow, Sam." When she opened the door of the car, they could hear the distant sound of church bells. Dean smirked.
"Did you hear that?" he asked when the door was closed.
"Hear what?" Sam was watching to make sure she made it inside okay.
"The church bells. Maybe it's a sign."
"What kind of sign?" Dean pulled away from the house.
"That you're going to marry her."
"I'm not going to marry her."
"Well, you definitely got a crush on her."
"I do not."
"Yes, you do."
"Shut up."
"I'm just saying, if you want to stay out all night tomorrow, I won't wait up."
"If you're gonna tease me about a crush I may or may not have, I'll tease you about your's."
"I don't have a crush."
"Sure, you don't. So you and Cas are just friends with a "profound bond," then?"
"There's nothing romantic between me and Cas!"
"You sure about that?"
"Yes! That stupid musical put ideas in your head."
"You loved that musical."
"I did not."
"You were totally into that one song."
"Shut up."
