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*totally weirded out by today's episode 'cause…yeah. Killer bunny. At least there were nostalgic S1 vibes. And looking at the trailer for 11x08, the show just HAS to be on drugs. Only explanation*

So this was in my prompts list but I had literally no idea of what to do with it and was gonna shove it aside for a Sam/Rose fic until RangerHorseTug reviewed that list of suggestions. Thanks, Ranger! :D It did turn out to be more of a Sam/Rose centric one but I felt that the change was nice :) (Also I got carried away with the meta please don't kill me I'm sorry I was a bad girl)

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143. Tag

"What are those idiots up to now?" Rose laughed as Dean chased Cas around the bunker, trying to catch the ex-angel. But Cas had an advantage in his fuzzy black socks, which was allowing him to slide around and gain a little extra speed.

"They're playing tag?" Sam said, watching his brother and brother-in-law with an odd look on his face. "Dean hasn't played that since he was ten. I didn't know Cas could get him to agree to it…"

"Ha! Gotcha!" Dean crowed, grabbing the back of Cas' shirt. But instead of simply shouting tag, he wrapped his arms around Cas and kissed him hard before cackling and running away. Cas stood there with a dazed look on his face for a moment before recovering and dashing off after Dean.

"I just feel special," Rose admitted softly, feeling her heart swell with warm, fuzzy feels. "I mean, everyone knows that Dean's a big, macho man. So for him to do this around us…"

"Why do you think I wanted them to get together?" Sam said. "I wasn't particularly close friends with Cas until after I kicked Gadreel out but I could see just how much he meant to Dean. Dean's always been the one he was close to. I just didn't realise how much they loved each other until Cas and I became better friends."

"Dammit!" Dean howled from the next room. There was silence for a moment before Cas came shooting out of the room and across to a doorway on the opposite side of the library, Dean hot on his heels.

"Cas is so good for him," Rose sighed, her shipper feels threatening to overwhelm her. "I mean, Cassie was fiery and able to keep up and she would've been perfect if she'd accepted this side of Dean's life. And Lisa…well, she was kind and loving and just what Dean needed for a normal life. But Cas…Cas is his soulmate, I swear."

Sam stared at her.

"What?" Rose said defensively. "I've read the books extensively! I've shipped them ever since series 5!"

"Series 5?" Sam said.

"Sympathy for the Devil till Swan Song," Rose said, the unspoken 'duh' lacing her words. Sam still looked blank. "Y'know, from when God pulled you out of the church when Lucifer rose till you…well…fell into the Cage. It was the last series because Carver Edlund stopped writing after Swan Song."

"Oh," Sam said quietly. They sat in silence, listening to the sounds of Dean and Cas chasing each other and giving each other longer and longer kisses.

"You should so write down the rest of what happened," Rose said suddenly, the idea niggling at her brain. "From when Cas pulled you out of Hell until you got rid of the Mark of Cain. I bet you could get at least another five series out of it. Even if people think that they're just fanfiction…"

"And let me guess?" Sam said sarcastically. "A tonne of Destiel subtext?"

"Duh," Rose grinned. "I mean, the scene between Dean and Cas in Lucifer's crypt? That's sure to make the fangirls squeal. And the time when Balthazar sent you two into another world? People would love it! I even have the perfect name for it! 'The French Mistake'."

"You're on a roll," Sam commented mildly.

"Oh, I know I am! And that Looney Tunes case you three went on! Oh, people would go nuts! I wonder what we'd call it?"

"What d'you reckon we hunters would be called in that universe?" Sam laughed. "They've got all these 'scientific' names for Coyote and Road Runner –"

Rose snapped her fingers.

"Hunteri heroici!" she said triumphantly. "And that'd be the perfect book name! Hunteri Heroici!"

She could tell that even if Sam didn't end up going for the books, he was really getting into the swing of things.

"The case when Dean drank that potion and behaved like a dog," he snickered as Dean tackled Cas to the floor and peppered his face with kisses. "That'd be a hit. And when we ran into Snooki –"

"Wait! You met Snooki?" Rose felt like bursting into hysterical laughter.

"Yeah, she was a crossroads demon."

Rose blinked.

"That…explains a lot," she said. "But anyway! Wouldn't it be just awesome? You could split those ones into, like, five series! Series 6 could be you coming back from Hell until Cas opening Purgatory; series 7 could be the release of the Leviathans until Dean ices Dick; series 8 could be Dean getting out of Purgatory until the angels falling; series 9 could be Gadreel's entrance until Metatron stabs Dean; and series 10 could be from Dean waking up as Deanmon until he got rid of the Mark of Cain! Man, it'd be epic!"

Sam just rolled his eyes and ran his hand through her shoulder-length blonde hair. Rose sighed contentedly and leaned into the touch.

'This is how you win Sam Winchester, Becky,' she thought to herself. 'There's a reason that Harry picked Ginny and not Romilda Vane.'