Broken Faith

Disclaimer: Danni and Jake are mine, no one else.

Chapter Eight--The White Flag is Raised

Jake shifted uncomfortably in his seat. It wasn't weird being in the passenger seat, that's where he always was or passed out in the back. It was the car he was in. He should be in a Mustang, not an Impala. He also didn't like that Dean was with his sister, even though he had calmed down since he took a swing at him he knew the Danielle hadn't. She was still pissed about everything and she had every right to be pissed at him. But after what Dean did, he just didn't trust him.

"Dude, you okay over there?" Sam glanced over at Jake, one eye brow raised.

Jake looked over then back out the window. "Yeah, fine. How far are we?"

"Just over an hour." Silence filled the car once again, and Sam was getting tired of it. "So it looks like Ellen and Ash did most of the work for us. Should be a quick gig."

Jake nodded his head in agreement. "Yeah, they got the location of the woman terrorizing the house, name, cause of death, and any former residence. Shouldn't take long." He paused for a moment, letting out a small laugh. "You do know this was just busy work right?" He looked over at Sam, who glanced at him confused.

"What do you mean?"

"Well, Ellen wants Dean and Danni to make up or whatever the hell she's really getting at. She's thinking that they need to be alone in order to do that. So she digs up an easy job for us to go do while they have to drive further and take more time to finish it up. Did you see that file? There was one sheet in it and guaranteed all it had was the names of the victims."

"Huh. Just a distraction. She just wanted us out of the way. Well, who's to say that we won't make our way up there when the fire's started?"

Jake nodded, thinking about what he said. "Well, I don't' think she car if we end up in New York. She just wanted to give the two of them a chance to talk it out I guess. She had to have known we'd end up in Albany."

"So, you think they work it out?"

He thought about it for a second, then finally nodded his head. "Yeah, they're bound to get over it. They got a long drive ahead of them. Hopefully they don't kill each other."

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He could get a word in. Every time he tried she turn the stereo up drowning him out. Dean was starting to get pissed, ready to rip the radio out of the dashboard. I was ridiculous. This whole plan Ellen had would be wasted if they couldn't even talk to each other.

"DANNI! COME ON!" He yelled over the powerful guitar riffs of Metallic that filled the car making the windows shake.

She sang alone to the song loudly, ignoring him. "Call your name, Suicide I've already died."

He clenched his jaws, eyes narrowing at her. "You're just the funeral."

"DANNI!"

"I've been waiting for, Cyanide. Living dead inside."

"FUCK! THAT'S IT!" He hit eject and through the CD out the window.

"What the fuck Dean! You're going to pay for that! I just fucking bought that!" She punched his arm.

"Hey, you're specking to me now." He grinned at her.

Danni glared at him, looking back to the road, trying to hide her smile. "You fucking suck you asshole."

His smile grew, seeing the smirk on her face. "Ha, look you're smiling!"

She smack him in the back of the head. "Shut it!"

There was no music in the car, the only sound was coming from her roaring engine as she pressed on the gas. They sat in a comfortably silence for almost twenty minutes. No fighting, no yelling. There wasn't much yelling at all, some when they started out but it was just the two of them repeating what they had already said to each other.

Clearing his throat, Dean broke the silence. "I'm…um…I'm sorry. About everything that happened, you know?" Danni nodded her head. "I was just…Pissed. Why didn't you tell me you were going to see your cousin when you left?"

She was surprised that he even apologized, the question made her stop and think. Looking back to him she just shrugged. "I don't know. I guess it would have made everything different though huh? I was just in such a rush to get out of there and get to him. I really didn't even think about telling you where I was going and who I was seeing."

Dean was about to open his mouth and tell her it was her fault, just as a joke, but thought better of it. The two of them were finally talking, civilly like Ellen wanted. He wasn't going to screw things up by being an ass. "Um, so are we cool?"

Danni sighed rolling her eyes. "Yeah, I guess. For now." She turned to him looking at him sternly, pointing a finger at him.

"I knew you'd come around. Women just can't resist my awesomeness."

He smiled at her, his wide smirk of a grin she loved so much. It had been to long since she had see that smile. She felt a flutter in the pit of her stomach, like she had the first time she felt his lips press against hers. Her face felt hotter, she quickly turned her head back to the road making her hair fall to the sides of her face.

"So, how long?" She asked trying to keep her voice steady.

"I don't, um" Dean looked down at the maps, barely noticing the redness on her cheeks. "Damn. We still got another 20 hours or so. We're gonna have to stop somewhere to night, unless…" A sly smirk spread across his face, looking to her.

"No way. You are not going to drive my car Dean. No way in hell. We'll stop somewhere."

Dean laughed, shaking his head. Ugh, that laugh! She thought. God, that has to be one of my favorite sounds. The flutters came back, her cheek didn't get hot or redder. Everything seemed to be falling into place, like they were picking up where they left off.

TBC

A/N: Okay, so maybe the little make up was quick, but I didn't want to drag it out anymore. I was getting kind of board with the fighting. Yeah and the chapter title gave it away, whole waving the white flag in surrender, though neither of them surrendered….Hm…I guess Danni kind of caved after he tossed her CD. Anyway, I hope you're happy that I updated.