Dean set up for the invocation spell while Sam reiterated the plan with Kirsti. I handed supplies to Dean as he asked for them, but my mind was a million miles away.

"Olivia!" I blinked the fog from my eyes as Dean snapped his fingers by my ear.

"Yeah?" My stomach did flip flops as I realized how close Dean was standing.

"You here?" I nodded. "Good. I need you here." He cleared his throat. "I mean alert. You know." He was right. I wouldn't be much help in my current state. He went back to his prep work.

"Dean?" I nibbled my lip.

"Hmmm?" He was absorbed in the runes on the floor. I closed the distance between us, laying my hand on his shoulder. He looked up, and I could tell the contact surprised him. Hell, it surprised me. I didn't know what I'd planned to do or say, and we kind of just stared at each other for an awkward moment. "Ummm…" Fuck it. I swallowed hard, then dipped down, firmly kissed a shocked Dean on the lips. "For luck." I flushed red as his shock melted into one of his trademarked smirks. I turned, loading our shot guns with salt shells, hoping no one noticed the shaking in my hands. Out of the corner of my eyes, I saw Kirsti smile. It was just a tad bit to self satisfied for my taste.

When the prep was done, I walked the dock, stopping as I reached the end, watching the sun set over the lake. The spring air was cool over the water, and I wrapped my arms around myself to ward off a chill. I hear boots thud on the dock planks as foot falls approached me. I didn't have to look to know who it was.

Dean slipped his jacket over my shoulders. The leather smelled like him. He stood next to me, his shoulder almost touching mine.

"Does it ever get to you?" My voice was soft.

"What?"

"Having to kill things that used to be human?"

It took a moment for Dean to answer. "All the time." I slipped my hand around hiss. I must have still been under the influence of Kirsti's words. I began to think it was a mistake, but after a moment, Dean gave my hand a squeeze.

We stood there until the sun disappeared below the horizon. Without speaking another word, we headed back to the dock house. It was time to save a spirit.

"Don't leave the salt ring." Sam warned, for the hundredth time. Kirsti rolled her eyes.

"You mean this salt ring? Right here? This very one that I'm in? Right now?" Sam's sigh was long suffering. "Okay, so to clarify, this is the salt ring. That I'm standing in. That's the salt ring you mean, when you say not to leave the salt ring? Because you've said it so many times that I don't want to get confused."

I was nervous as hell, and I broke up laughing hysterically.

The boys and I held onto our shot guns as Dean read the incantation. I waited for the lights to flicker, and the emf readers to go nuts. That, I was prepared for. What I didn't expect was…. Nothing. We waited. Nothing happened.

"Why didn't it work?" I looked to Sam. He shrugged. "Well, here did you get the invocation spell?"

"Dean found it."

I looked at Dean. His look was uncharacteristically sheepish. "I found it online."

"Okay?" I walked over to him and took the sheet of paper from his hand, scanning it. "Damn it, Dean!"
"What!?"

I sighed, the former English major in me emerging. "Wikipedia is NOT a reputable source."

Sam was staring at Dean, eyebrows up. Dean gave a small nod, and Sam rolled his eyes. I was really getting frustrated with their silent exchanges. Kirsti was quietly laughing on her stool.

"Well, according to your theory, there is another way to get the ghost here." Kirsti's eyes twinkled and I swear to god she wiggled her eyebrows at Dean and I. I was confused as hell as I felt Sam and Kirsti's eyes on me. Slowly, realization dawned on me.

"What?! No! That's-"

"I'll take one for the team." Dean shrugged smiling at me. I must have looked as appalled as I felt, because despite the fact that we were going to face to face with a murderous ghost, my response had elicited a chuckled in my companions. I turned scarlet.

"Wow, Dean, you sure know how to make a girl feel special." I glared at everyone, muttering.

"It it makes you feel any better, this is your plan, so technically, you're using me."

I met his eyes and tried to stammer out something witty, but all I could manage to force out my mouth was a strangled "Shit."

a/n - I've been sick, so my usual self betaing is probably sub par this chapter. I promise to correct his in the future. Things are going to start moving pretty fast soon, story wise.

There may be lemons coming up.

J/s

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