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Chapter 9 - Chasing Cars
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We'll do it all
Everything
On our own
We don't need
Anything
Or anyone
I don't quite know
How to say
How I feel
Those three words
Are said too much
They're not enough
If I lay here
If I just lay here
Would you lie with me
And just forget the world?
Forget what we're told
Before we get too old
Show me a garden
That's bursting into life
Let's waste time
Chasing cars
Around our heads
I need your grace
To remind me
To find my own
All that I am
All that I ever was
Is here in your perfect eyes
They're all I can see
I don't know where
Confused about how as well
Just know that these things
Will never change for us at all
Snow Patrol - Chasing Cars
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Dean POV
It was late Saturday afternoon. Dean had left Sam in the morning to find some action. He hadn't had much luck and was now sitting in some shoddy bar downtown. "To hell with this", he thought and drank the last of his whiskey. "I might aswell find Sam. I could try to bug the crap out of him, at least that's always entertaining". The threw a 20 dollar bill on the counter, nodded to the bartender and walked out into the afternoon sunlight. He picked up his cell, and tried to call his brother. There was no answer.
"Okay, so either he's in trouble, or he's getting laid. I hope it's the second alternative, but knowing Mr Goodie-Two-Shoes, it's probably the first one."
Dean found his way to the Impala and soon he was driving towards the motel. "Time to rescue Sammy", he thought.
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Rika POV
Rika was starting to wake up from her dreamless sleep. She was a confused at first, she couldn't remember what had happened before she had fallen asleep. All she knew was that she felt refreshed - she hadn't slept this well in ages. Soon, the memories started to come back. She felt Sam's arms around her, and his warm breath on her neck as he held her tightly. His head was resting against her neck and shoulder as he was holding her against his chest. She sighed and felt content. They had shared something amazing together. She might just be falling in love with the guy. Who was she kidding? It had been love at first sight, at the diner when he had bumped into her and she looked into his eyes for the first time. She hadn't been able to get him off her mind ever since.
Rika sighed once more and stretched her arms. She flickered her eyes open, and felt the afternoon sunlight coming through the bedroom window, hitting her face. How long had they been sleeping? As comfortable as she was lying next to Sam, she carefully moved herself out of his embrace. She sat up on the side of her bed, holding one of the covers tightly against her chest. She watched Sam sleep and listened to his calm, deep breathing for a while. She almost couldn't resist waking him, but he looked so peaceful, so she figured she'd let him sleep a bit longer.
Then she caught a glimpse of her cellphone lying on the floor, blinking. It had fallen out of her jeanpocket as Sam pulled them off and threw them on the floor. She smiled at the memory and picked up the phone.
"Jävlar!", she swore once she took a look at the screen.
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Sam POV
Sam was dreaming. It was a very pleasant dream. He dreamt about Rika, about kissing her. Then he realized it wasn't a dream, it had been real. No dream could do it justice. He was still a bit drowsy, not quite awake. He felt fantastic, better than he had felt in a long time. If he only could lay there forever, sleeping. He didn't want to wake up. He was worried that she, the memory of her and her taste, would be gone if he opened his eyes. No, he would just lay here forever. His face felt warm, and he could tell the room was light. Maybe the sun was shining on his face. He moved his hands along the bed, expecting to touch her skin or her hair. But there was nothing. Where did she go? Then he heard her voice, and he was wide awake.
"Jävlar!", he heard her say and he opened his eyes. He looked at her bare back, her long hair draped over her shoulder, like a waterfall. It was glowing in the afternoon sunlight. She was sitting at the side of the bed, holding something in her hand. She looked worried. "God, I love her", he thought.
"What's wrong?", Sam asked, and couldn't hide the worry in his voice. What was wrong? He pulled himself up, got closer to her, and holding himself up using his elbows and lower arms.
She turned towards him, and showed him the screen on her cellphone.
"My watcher has been trying to reach me", she replied. Sam looked at the screen. 27 missed calls. "He must be freaking out. I forgot to call him after last night's patrol", she continued.
He kissed her shoulder, gently.
"Call him back, let him know you're fine", he suggested.
"Yeah, I'll do that", she said, pressed a button, and then held the cellphone against her ear and tugged her hair behind her ear. Sam tried to find his own cellphone, and quickly succeeded. I saw Dean had been trying to reach him. But Dean could wait. Now he was worried about Rika and her watcher.
"Hi", he heard her say. "Yeah, I know, I'm sorry. I'm alright. Just a simple vamp last night, nothing strange. Sorry I forgot to call you, I got a bit distracted. No, I haven't forgotten about the demon. I'll come over soon, so we can do the tracking spell."
She paused to listen to what her watcher was saying but soon continued.
"I promise, I'll explain everything later. Bye", she finished and hung up.
She smiled towards Sam.
"So, everything's fixed."
"I have to call Dean now, he's been trying to reach me aswell", he said and picked up his phone.
"You could tell him to come pick us up", Rika suggested. "Maybe it's better if you two come along to see Hugh, if you're determined to help out."
Sam nodded, and called Dean. He was listening to the signal, and at the corner of his eye, he saw Rika get up from the bed, starting to get dressed. He didn't want her to, but he didn't get a chance to protest as Dean picked up.
"Sam, where the hell are you?", Dean asked angrily. "I've been trying to reach you, and I've been worried sick!"
"Dude, relax, I'm fine", Sam tried to calm his brother. "I'm at Rika's place, and we kind of lost track of time."
Dean chuckled at the other end.
"You got laid? That's my Sammy boy! How good was she? I bet she was mind-blowing, with the slayer powers and all that."
Sam realized Rika was back sitting on the bed, now fully dressed, looking at him with one eyebrow raised. He figured she had probably heard what Dean said with her super slayer hearing. He was embarrassed for his brother, and blushed.
"Stop calling me Sammy! Whatever we did or didn't do is none of your business, jerk", Sam said, trying to fix any possible damage Dean's comment may have done to his relationship with Rika. Dean just laughed.
"Yeah, fine, bitch. I know what you're up to though", Dean said, still chuckling. "So, when are we meeting up?"
"You could pick us up outside Rika's appartment", Sam replied. "Rika's on her way to meet up with her watcher to track the demon, so maybe we should go with her."
"Yeah, sure bro", Dean said and hung up. Sam looked at Rika, who was now looking clearly amused. She gave him a kiss on the cheek and said:
"You didn't answer his question."
"What question?", Sam asked pretending to have no idea what she was talking about. She looked at him and raised her eyebrow once more, and smiled. Then she bent over him and kissed him, on the lips this time, and he eagerly returned the kiss.
"'Cuz I thought it was amazing", she whispered once she pulled away.
"Me too", Sam agreed and got up from the bed, starting to get dressed. He found his button down shirt in the living room and once he was done he found Rika in the bedroom. She was kneeling on the floor besides her bed, and pulled a big box out from underneath it. It was from there that she had gotten the book the night before, when she was reading the prophecy for himself and Dean. He got a bit closer, trying to catch a glimpse of the contents.
"What's that?", he asked.
"Well, if I'm going to kill Belphegor I had better arm myself, don't you think?", she said and smiled at him. Then she opened the box and pulled out a silver sword and a bottle of holy water. He could see the box was filled with old books, weapons of all kinds - a couple of crossbows, stakes, bottles of holy water, swords, a battleax, something that looked like a metal frisbee, crosses, silver bullets...
"Wow", he said. "What are those books?"
"A couple of them are spellbooks with rituals and stuff, but most of them are books about demons and other supernatural stuff", she explained. "Hugh has a better collection, but I kind of need one of my own in case..." She didn't finish her sentence, but Sam knew what she had meant to say. "In case something happens to Hugh."
"Come on", she said while pushing the box back underneath the bed and then getting up. "Dean's probably waiting for us already."
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Dean POV
Dean pulled up outside Rika's appartment block and saw his brother standing on the pavement, with Rika next to him. They were holding hands, but let go of each other as soon as they saw Dean coming. Dean also noticed that Rika was carrying a sword in her other hand. Dean chuckled. They couldn't hide anything from him. Just one look at Sammy's face and he knew his brother had slept with Rika. His face was giving him away. "Good boy", he thought as the door opened and Sam sat down next to him. Rika got into the back seat like the night before.
"Hi there Romeo", he said to Sam and giving him a teasing smile. Sam just glared at Dean. "If looks could kill", Dean thought before turning towards Rika.
"So, where does your watcher live?"
She gave him some directions and he started driving. "Finally we're hunting", he thought.
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A/N: Reviews are very much appreciated. :) Next chapter should be up sooner or later. "Jävlar" is something you can use while cursing in Swedish, means something similar to "damn it" in English.