I will take the no protests about Dean and Mia as a silent agreement that it might be fun to pair them up a little. Nothing too serious, we all know our Dean.

I'm a sucker for reviews or just thoughts, ideas.. all of that... it does help the writing.

also, all mistakes are mine, if someone wants to take over that responsibility though, let me know :)

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Dean enjoyed the movie more than he had before, watching it with someone who hadn't seen it before was almost like seeing it for the first time again. He absentmindedly let his fingers play in little circles on her leg and leaned his head down on the pillow, still watching the TV but much more comfortable. He could feel whatever it was they had given him start to drag him under and staying awake was a bit of an effort but he was so relaxed and at peace that he didn't wanna waste the moment with sleep.

"Hey Sammy?"

"Mmmm?"

"Remember the first time I made you watch this? You couldn't have been more than 8." Sam smiled at the memory of them sneaking the movie in to their motel room and past Dad, almost getting away with it as well.

"I remember dad kicking your ass for it!" Dean let out a low chuckle.

"Was totally worth it though, you were so freaked out!"

"yea, well it didn't help with you hiding under my bed and grabbing my feet right after I had just watched it. Jerk!" Dean laughed fondly at the memory, Sam had been very entertaining that week.

"It was a boring town alright, I had to make my own fun."

"So are they gonna end up killing this guy? How come he's not dead yet? Surely Chuck Norris can kill anything?" Mia spoke from behind her hand, peeking at the TV. Dean squeezed her leg and then returned to making little patterns with his finger, letting his hand slide up her leg, and then down her thigh again.

"He'll die soon enough, he just has to kill all the doctors and some other people first." She nodded and kept half an eye on the screen, and half an eye on Dean's distracting hand. Usually it took a bit longer for her to let people touch her. Hell, it had been years since anyone had touched her that way, after Bryan she had just given up on love and lust. But this felt nice, nice and natural.

"How's your back and stuff?" After watching the movie for a bit longer Mia needed some more distraction from what was going on on the screen and looked over to Dean.

"It's better."

Sam huffed.

"It is, I mean it. It does feel better. It might be all the drugs you've been pumping me full of, but I don't feel too bad." Dean gave Sam a reassuring smile just as Mia placed her hand on his forehead, turning the smile in to a frown.

"He's not lying, he's not as hot anymore."

"Hey! That hurt my feelings!"

"Huh?"

"I'm as hot as ever!" Dean winked at her and squeezed her leg a little tighter before return to the pattern he was drawing all over her thigh.

"Yea, you're the definition of hotness... wait until you see a mirror, scarface!" Dean felt like throwing something at Sam for his comment but there was nothing within his reach so he gave the idea up and focused on the TV again.

After about 10 minutes his hand stopped moving and a quiet snore filled the room. Sam looked over and found his brother fast asleep, mouth half open, one hand on Mia's leg, the other hugged around his chest, seeming to hold his broken body together. It unsettled Sam to see him this way, but he knew he just had to wait it out. Dean would be back on his feet within maybe a week. He sighed at the work they had waiting for them when Dean got better.

"So I wanted to ask you something." Sam sat up a bit and looked over at Mia.

"Shoot."

"You know how you said you still see Bryan?" He saw her tense up at the mention of it.

"Yea...?"

"Well... maybe you are. Maybe that hunter back then missed something."

"What would he have missed?"

"I don't know, sometimes it's hard to get everything, you know. And as you say you still see him?"

"Yea?" Mia folded her arm over her chest, feeling her heart speed up.

"Have you been in the forest since he attacked you?" She shook her head in response.

"So he might very well still be there."

"That's reassuring... thanks." Dean stirred at that moment, making her jump a little and watched him as he slid a bit further down, his slightly wet nose wiping off on her shoulder before his forehead landed on there instead, a snore filling the room again.

"I'm not trying to scary you, I just wanna make sure that you'll be alright even after we leave."

"Alright... so how are you gonna do that?"

"I need you to think... Like really think... do you have anything of Bryan's?"

"What do you mean?"

"Anything that would be like an essence of him, something his spirit could be attached to?"

It took Sam and Mia about 2 hours to figure out what it was that she still had that was Bryan's. In an attempt to let Dean sleep they had moved out of the room and in to the kitchen, Sam helping her clean up the last of the dishes when she suddenly stopped, remembering.

Explaining to Sam what a time-capsule was took a bit of time, and remembering where in the forest they had buried it also took a while. By the time they had it all figure out it had been long enough for them to get more meds and food to Dean.

They heated soup and some more solid food for Sam, also grabbing two clean cups with some herbs in, to make more tea. Sam carried the heavier tray and Mia was right behind him with the two cups.

Sam flinched a bit at the noise of Mia dropping and shattering a cup as he was unlocking the door to their room. Her eyes were once again fixed on the forest. This time Sam saw him as well. The pale boy was just stood there, in the dark, pointing at her.