Chapter 16

When they got there, Dean woke up Sam, who got out of the car, and asked if he should take Koven.

"No. I'll take her with me." Dean said. Sam nodded, waving as his brother pulled away. Dean looked back at Koven.

"Hey." He said, one hand still on the wheel, he reached behind the seat to shake her a bit. She groaned and moved her leg.

"No. Five minutes Cassidy." She mumbled. "Five minutes." She repeated.

"Hey Apple-pie, wake up." He said. Koven mumbled some curse words under her breath, her eyes cracking open.

"Shit..." She mumbled. Dean looked at her though the rear-view mirror. Her hair was a bit messy, but still presentable, and she had a smudge of what he guessed was dirt on her nose.

"What's wrong?" He asked.

"I've been waiting to wake up to find this was all a dream." She rubbed her eyes

"How long you been trying to do that?" He asked, raising an eyebrow.

"Almost a year." She yawned loudly before continuing. "I've been thinking this was all one big dream, and one day I'll wake up wrapped up in my blankets, my husband holding our baby girl." She said quietly.

"Well, I'm sorry you're not getting all your wishes, but hey, you still got me and Sam to keep you company." He said and she cracked a smile.

"Thanks Winchester. You know you're really sweet when you try. Other times your a dick."

"I will take that as a complement." He said with an eye roll, continuing on his drive. She pushed some hair out of her face and sighed.

"I feel so ick-y. I should have showered before we left the motel." She said.

"You look fine Koven. Just keep your head up and your eyes open, and I think you'll do just fine." He said, eye on the road.

"This would be so much easier, if I didn't know everything that would happen in the future. It gets boring." She sighed. "And the few things that happen in between the events I know, aren't that exciting. This story needs more exciting hunts that I have no idea about." She said, running a hand through her hair.

"Well, there's no way to fix that, so I guess you're just stuck with boring ol' us." He said sarcastically.

"You know I didn't mean that Winchester. The first time seeing the actual episode, it was new, exciting. Then you see it over, and over, and over, and now you're living it. I could probably recite this episode, word for word, gasp by gasp, and Dean smirk by Dean smirk." She decided to then smirk.

"I'm not sure if I should be scared or impressed." He said.

"Both. Both is good." She said with a slight chuckle. "This stuff is still gonna take some getting used to Winchester. But I don't think it'll be that bad." She crossed her arms over her chest and leaned back into her seat.

"Maybe. But you've got a year. Is there anything you really wanna do before the end comes?" He asked.

"Yeah. I wanna save as many people as I can. I want get drunk, I've always wanted to do that." Dean chuckled. "Are you laughing at my bucket list Mr. Winchester?" He shook his head, a smile on his face.

"No, not at all Miss Vermont." He said

"Good. I might have had to cross you off my list of things to do." He laughed a bit and she did too. "So. Should we be there soon?" She asked, re-positioning herself.

"Yeah. Ten minutes top." He said.

"Alright-y then." She said, smiling. She leaned her head against the door window and watched as other cars passed by. "How can you stand to not have seat-belts?" She suddenly asked.

"What?" He asked.

"How can you stand not having any seat-belts in here." She said.

"I've been traveling in this car since I was four years old Apple-pie. I'm just used to it." He shrugged. "I never really get asked that."

"Well I've always wondered. It seams dangerous. Then again, what's not dangerous about all of this?" She chuckled to herself. He rolled his eyes and continued to drive.

Ten minutes later, just as promise, Dean pulled up too the curb and put the car in park.

"Here we are." He said, looking at the house. She looked out as well and put on her best fake smile, thinking about what happens in the future.

"Goddamn angels and demons." She mumbled.

"What was that?" Dean asked, beginning to exit the car.

"Oh nothing. Just talking to myself." She said, exiting the car herself. She turned to Dean who looked a bit tired. "Did you drive the entire time?" She asked, only getting a nod from the older Winchester. "Well, no offence but you look like shit."

"Right back at'cha sweet-heart." He crossed his arms and she copied him before proclaiming,

"Nope. You already said I look fine, you don't get a second opinion." And then she booped him on the nose.

"Weirdo." He rolled his eyes. "Hold still for a moment." He leaned forward and rubbed the dirt off her nose. "There you go."

"Thank you." She smiled. She fixed her shirt, and smelled under her arm. "Why do hunters always smell like shit?" She asked. Dean just shrugged, fixing his jacket.

"C'mon Apple-pie, let's get this over with." He didn't seam as confidant as he did when she'd seen the episode. She nodded slowly and he took her hand, walking her over to the door. He seamed almost nervous. Dean Winchester didn't get nervous did he?

He rand the doorbell and stood back with Koven for a few moments before the door swung open. Lisa looked just as Koven had remembered her in the episode. She looked from Dean, to her, then back to Dean.

"Dean Winchester." She said.

"Lisa." He said

"Who's your friend?"

"I'm Marissa." Koven smiled. "Marissa Nightwing." She smiled. "I've heard a lot about you. Dean tells me it's been a while. Eight years?" She turned to Dean who nodded.

"Wow... It really has been that long." Lisa seamed as excited as she had when it first happened. Dean was acting strange. "So. What brings you here."

"We're on a road-trip with Dean's brother. And we were in town, so while Sam's at the motel, Dean brought me to meet you." Koven smiled.

"Well Marissa, it's very nice to meet you. We're kinda in the middle of a party."

"Oh, I love parties." Dean suddenly chimed in.

"Oh... Well then. Would you like to come in?" Lisa asked.

Once in the party, Koven began to glance around, her eyes landing on Ben.

"Okay. If I had to guess which one is your son. I think it's him." She pointed directly at Ben.

"Wow. That's amazing. Yep. That's my son."

"Son?" Dean asked. Lisa nodded as Ben announced that AC/DC rules.

"He seams pretty nice." Koven nodded. "How old is he?" She asked, although she already knew.

"He's eight now." She smiled and Dean looked at her the way Koven knew he would. The questioning look. "Oh. Can you give me a sec Dean, Marissa?" She motioned inside to a mother and her daughter. Dean and Koven nodded before Lisa walked away. Koven nodded at the other woman.

"That's the ex-wife of the man who was killed. And their daughter." She said. Dean nodded slowly. "You okay Dean-o?" She asked.

"Yeah, yeah." He nodded.

"Why don't you go get some cake." She patted his arm. He walked away, leaving Koven to stand there, wondering what to do, so instead she took an open seat that no one else was around and watched.

To her, it was a much more interesting story up close. Getting to see the in between parts that no one else dose. She watched as Dean went to get the cake, and the ladies talking about him until he turned around.

Everyone hits on Dean at one point I'm guessing.

"Yep. Sam as well." Koven mumbled, yawning a bit. "Why am I always so tired?"

Because you're a weird girl, now shut up and watch the magic.

"Bossy..."

"Who are you talking to?" She looked up at a man who had walked over. She noticed the golden wedding band on his left hand and the fatherly look to him.

"Just to myself. Just mumbling to myself." She said and the man nodded, and held out a plate that had a slice of the cake.

"Would you like some cake?" He asked. She gave a light shrug and took the plate.

"Thank you..."

"James." He smiled, sitting next to her. She smiled.

"Marisa." She said. He nodded and she took a bite of the cake. "For a kids cake, this isn't all that sweet." She mumbled.

"It's still good." James shrugged. She nodded slightly. "So. Who you here with? Or did you come alone?" He sounded alost as if he wished she'd come here alone.

"You see that man over there?" She pointed at a man standing across from Dean. James frowned.

"Yes." He said, sounding almost jealous. She smirked, thinking of how much of a perv this man was, and how much more jealous he would be when she said her next line.

"I'm with the cuter guy standing across from him with Ben."