*Sam's P.O.V.*
Holy shit. Riven just slapped the shit out of dean. Holy shit. I feel like clapping. That. Was. Awesome.
"Holy...shit..." Dean was stunned. Could barely mutter out that short phrase. He looked so surprised. Not really sure why. He's been slapped by plenty of girls. But, he still looks suprised.
"Dean I think we should let Riven come along..." I thought that I sounded reasonable... hopefully not as desperate as I actually was. Because truth is I knew I was in love with Riven... I got a shiver down my spine every time she spoke. Every time I looked at her. It was crazy! It was stupid. I didn't know anything about her. And I'm the one who usually doesn't go off of looks... dammit...
"Fine. She can come along," Dean whispered, "but, she has to stay in the hotel!"
"No fucking way! You're not just going to lock me up in some random ass hotel and just leave me here while you guys go bang a bunch of random chicks in that Impala!" Riven yelled.
"Whoa whoa whoa WHOA. We do not just go bang random girls in 'that Impala' you have no idea what we go through everyday sweetheart. And frankly, you don't want to." Dean sounded genuinely hurt by Riven's comment. I'm not really sure how I felt about that. Normally he'd be proud about how many chicks he's laid. What's going on here?
*Riven's P.O.V.*
These guys are weird. Like. Really weird. First of all here comes this really annoying prick who decided he wanted to be my "prince charming" and save me. Then this really sweet attractive guy brings me into his hotel. But then he decides to DROOL ALL OVER ME! WHAT. THE. HELL. God. Sam and Dean are just... so... weird. I didn't want to slap Dean. But he was just being a real dick. But damn is he attractive. You can tell they're brothers. They're both completely different. But they're both really attractive. No way it could just be a coincidence...
"Come on. Tell me then. What's soooooo bad about what you do?" I asked.
"Fine. You really want to know? We're hunters. Like. Demon hunters. We kill things. Supernatural things. Things only in your wildest nightmares." Dean said.
"And that's bad? Sounds spooky" I winked at Sam for added effect. He paled. I almost fucking choked from laughing so hard.
"Riven... he's not kidding ..." Sam whispered.
"No I believe you. Trust me. I believe in the whole paranormal activity thing. I used to 'ghost hunt' in graveyards all the time. And mess with Ouija Boards. I get it. It's real."
"Okay Riven. Let's go. Right now. You got a lead Sammy?" Dean said mockingly.
"Yeah. Portland, Oregon. Sounds like we got some sort of vengeful spirit."
"Alright. Lets go Riven. You're not scared are you?"
"Never." I smiled wildly.