The demon Meg was a total bitch and didn't want to tell Sam, Dean and Bobby anything. Of course she was a demon so what could one expect. When they realized that she wasn't going to give them the information they wanted Bobby started to say the exorcism. With the demon gone the body she inhabited slumped over. It turns out I was correct in thinking the girl was already dead. "This is our fault we threw her from that building." Dean said. I frowned because even if they had thrown her from a building who's to say that the girl wasn't dead before that. I walked over to him and put my hand on his shoulder. "Cheer up sweet-cheeks you have no way of knowing if what you did resulted in her death or if something else did so don't go playing the blame game. I promise it won't do ya any good it will only cause wrinkles on that pretty face of yours." I told him.
Dean looked at me and smiled grateful for what I was trying to do. Sam and Bobby just shook their head at me. "I swear Nic you are the female version of him. Always wanting to eat and flirtatious as all hell." Bobby said. I wasn't sure if he meant it as a compliment, but I was going to take it as one. "Thanks Bobby that's sweet of you." I replied. Dean and Sam snickered while Bobby threw his hands in the air. He then sent us upstairs so that he could deal with the body. I grabbed a beer for all of us and we sat down in the kitchen to talk. "So if our dad brought you here for your protection what do you plan on doing?" Sam asked. "Well far as I can see I got two options sit here scared the demons are gonna get me or relax, learn what I can, enjoy life and give the demons hell when the time comes." I start before taking a drink of my beer. "Obviously I'm going with option two cause cowering just ain't my thing." I finish
Sam and Dean look at me and smile. "Good answer after all taking the fight to them is what a hunter does best." Dean tells me. I look at him and smile; there was just something about him that made me feel at ease. It's possible that my relaxed feeling came from the fact we were so much alike in attitude or maybe it was because we connected on an emotional level about losing a parent. All I know was I was enjoying having him around. "So I gotta ask what was it like growing up with super strength." Dean asked. "To tell ya the truth at first it was weird as crap, but then it became the coolest thing because I was just like the super heroes in my comic books. I could lift stuff 10 times my own body weight and move faster than normal just not as fast as The Flash which was a bit of a downer, but still…I was able to help the people in my neighborhood and help my dad which was great because he worked so much to take care of us and I was finally able to go to work with him." I said smiling remembering the good times before I frowned.
"Hey no sad faces. If I'm not allowed to frown neither are you." Dean told me. I smiled at him glad I had some one to cheer me up. "Hey you want more pie cause I sure do?" I asked getting up. Dean jumped all over the idea of more pie while Sam said he didn't want any. He followed me to the kitchen to get the pie. "Where did you learn to cook and how did you know to make pie?" Dean asked. I chuckled because I didn't know to make the pie it was a happy coincidence. "Well I enjoy eating so I learned to cook and as far as the pie I didn't know to make the pie. I just wanted it and what do ya know you were lucky enough to show up when I made it." I told him. He smiled with a mouthful of pie and said, "Lucky me indeed the pie is amazing and it was made by a real hottie." I looked him up and down thinking the same thing about him.
I smirked at him and nodded my thanks. "You know it's nice to be around someone my own age again. Plus it helps that you are one fine specimen of a man." I told him. Sam was hot as well, but Dean's personality matched mine more. We were goofy, outgoing, and flirty, loved old rock, and had an unhealthy love for food. I can honestly say I had never met someone who was so like me. I was going to enjoy having him around that was for sure. Dean smirked and walked over to me. "Well you're one good looking chick yourself." Dean told me. "Well Dean ya know what they say about fire and gasoline right? They burn hotter together." I told him. I came up with the analogy because I was always throwing fuel to the fire and Dean was as hot as a fire.
"Well how bout first chance we get we see just how hot we can burn." Dean told me leaning real close to me. My neck flushed and I felt heat pool in my lower belly. I was definitely okay with his plan. "First chance we get we'll see what kind of fun we can have without little brother and Bobby to stop us." I replied. Dean smirked gave me a light kiss and then went back to his pie. I couldn't help but to laugh. The boy certainly loved his food. I was curious to if he loved it or sex more. Now there's a thought, bring food to the bedroom. Sure real food would be weird, but we could go with cherries and whip cream that would be okay. Or at least I thought it would be.
Sam walked in and saw how flushed I was. "Umm Nic are you okay?" he asked. I looked at him a little funny and replied, "I'm fine Sam." Bobby came right in behind him. "Well ya don't look fine ya look like you're hot." My eyes widened knowing exactly what they were talking about. "Oh it's nothing Dean here just asked me to tell him a story from my childhood. Guess the memories got me a little flushed from anger thinking bout my dad." I told them hoping they would buy it. Sam seemed to, Bobby looked like he didn't, but was going to let it go for now. Dean just smirked and licked his lips to mess with me more. I threw a towel at him and smiled. Man the fun me and him were gonna have together.