open to Sam, Faith and Fred

[deanwinchester]

There wasn't much that Dean had come across that made his skin really crawl, but the demon he and Sammy were currently chasing was one of those things. He wasn't sure what the hell it was. It was the first either him or Sam had come across something like it. He was starting to think maybe they could use Dawn's help since she seemed to be book smart

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[winchester_sam]

His head was still pounding, there was something about the visions when he was awake that felt just about like a knife being stuck in one temple and out the other.

"Dean, I can't believe we're doing this!" Not stealing the car, somehow he expects that, but maybe the whole stealing it in plain sight in the parking lot of a 7-11. "It was vague, warehouse, reddish color..." he winced as thinking about it brought the vision back again and he clutched his forehead unable to move for a minute.

"Numer 5135 on the side in white." He hoped that was enough to help bad enough they were chasing one smelly slimey monster but the headache was going to kill him here.

[freddles]

The man at the 7-11 too Fred's money and she waited to see if he'd give them directions to White Castle. Tacos were great and so was whatever else they'd gotten here, but what Fred really wanted was a messy hamburger and fries. And a milkshake.

When Faith walked up next to her at the counter, Fred just gave her a look. The clerk started speaking in Spanish and pointing out the window. "Um.." Fred smiled a little at the man and picked up the bag with her stuff. "Thanks."

Faith paid for whatever she was getting and they were back outside still having no clue where a White Castle was in LA. "Faith," Stopping on the way back to the car, Fred watched as the car they'd driven here started backing out of its parking space. "Faith, I think somebody's taking your car."

[neverbeenfree]

Faith came sauntering out of 7-11 on Fred's heels with nothin' more than visions of White Castle weighing down on her mind. That was until she heard the tires squeeling of her car. Wait. Was someone stealing her car?!

"What the fuck?!" She cursed, digging around in her pockets for the keys but too late she realized she'd left them in the ignition. Stupid fucking Faith! She couldn't believe she'd done that to herself.

"Get back you ASSHOLE! You ARE SO DEAD WHEN I CATCH YOU!" She raged as she ran halfway out into the street.

[deanwinchester]

Dean heard the screaming because he had yet to turn on the car's stereo. He was used to his cassettes in his car. Checking the rear view he caught sight of Fred sipping on her slushie while Faith chased them down the street.

"Oh shit. We just lifted that slayer's car. Whatever, it's not like her husband won't buy her a new one. The dude got that yacht as a present."

Rich people pissed him off. It would serve her right if he returned her car covered in slimed and covered in dents and chipped paint. She should know better than to leave her car unlocked in a parking lot.

"You don't think she remembers what I drive, right?"

[deanwinchester]

Being slammed against the hood of a car by a beautiful woman like Faith was a turn on. At least she hadn't dented his hood or they would be throwing down. He didn't care if she was a girl. She was stronger than most men or demons.

He was about to argue his point, but something Sammy said broke him out of his rage. "Shit. Let me go. Temporary truce until we kill the demon and the save the girl in his vision. Then we can kick the shit out of each other until you apologize for spilling that crap on my interior and offer to have your hubby's platinum car pay for it to be cleaned. Deal?" He asked, looking up at Faith, half expecting her to punch him in the face.

The cute girl with the accent was using logic too. He scowled a little at the car line. "They're not just cars. Well, her beamer is just a car, but my baby is a classic. Do you have any idea how much time I've put in to keeping her up in pristine condition?"

Just cars. What the hell?

[neverbeenfree]

Temporary true until they killed some demon? They had to steal my car to kill some demon? Maybe they forgot Faith wasn't in it. Fucking retard. She wondered if Dean's brother was like Cordelia, you know minus the cute cheerleading skirt and perky rack. Shame.

Faith finally shrugged at both Fred and Sam's insistance and let her fist pound off of Dean's jaw. Not hard enough to break anything but hard enough to get the message across.

"Kay." She finally relented, letting him go and taking a step away from the car. Turning towards Sam who seemed like the more reasonable brother she gave him an even look.

"What's up with this demon, huh?"

[winchester_sam]

Damn as soon as they asked about it the vision came back full force.

"Big slimey demon in a warehouse, red pain and white letters saying 5135...it's got someone with it and they're in trouble." Sam tried to keep what felt like his forhead from exploding with both hands.

"Fuck it's almost too late, some sort of symbols on the ground...hurry up and pick a fucking car lets go." One last flash of images.

"Three palm trees out front..."

[freddles]

"He has visions?" Fred asked, confused. "Like Cordy?" Shaking her head, she just stepped back from Faith and Dean after she popped him in the jaw and looked at Sam.

"How about we just take our own cars alright?" She didn't really wanna get back in a seat with cold slushy spilt all over it anyway.

Plus, she doubted Dean would appreciate her anywhere near the wheel of his car after what happened.

[winchester_sam]

Oh my god, Faith wants Dean to apologize before she saves him, she has no idea how my brother works or she'd know better.

"Here get the girl outside." I shove Fred and the hostage out the door, hopefully they'll wait for us by the cars because I don't know what else to do but go back and make sure Dean doesn't asphysxiate because he's too stubborn to fucking say uncle.

"Hey!" I bark it out to get the things attention, Faith is to one side but there's no way to hit the thing without hitting Dean unless....

I think Faith sees the gun because she ducks out of the way and I let go with both barrels of rock salt right into the smelly thing. It immediately starts to bubble and melt away, hey looks like a slug, leaves a trail like a slug, you do the math.

[freddles]

Outside with the girl, I help her sit down on an empty crate and glance back at the door. I make sure she's alright minus being scared as hell and a few scrapes and bruises. She might have a cracked bone or two, but nothing major. Looks like we got to her and the smelly demon just in time.

Hearing shots inside the warehouse, I frowned and glanced to the door again. Okay, what just happened? Assuring the girl I'd be right back, I poked my head through the door and took a look to where I saw the demon and all his smelly goo spilling out all over the floor.

"Um, ew." Looking to Faith and Dean, I stifled a laugh. "Faith, we're not riding back together okay?"

[deanwinchester]

The chick had a lot of nerve trying to force an apology out of me. Who the hell did she think she was? Sammy stepped in and took care of the slimeball before I could tell Faith what she could do with the axe. Of course as soon as it melted it meant we got even more covered with slime. Fantastic.

"What the hell was that? APOLOGIZE? You nearly wrecked my car and there is a slushie staind on the seats and you expected me to apologize so you could do your damn job. Some slayer you are. Remind me to never bring you along again."

I was worked up something fierce. Of course the girl and Sammy were slime free. Nice. "Take her back in my car, Sammy. I'll ride with the girl who has more insurance because this slime isn't getting anywhere near my baby."

[neverbeenfree]

This dickhead was so stubborn he couldn't even apologize for borrowing my car to get slime all over. He would rather die than admit that he was out of line so his brother had to save the day with his handy shotgun. Thanks alot.

Something about what Dean said to me rubbed me the wrong way. Some slayer I was? Where the hell did he get off judging me? All I asked for was a lousy apology and I wasn't gonna let the thing kill him. If he wasn't such a bastard he wouldn't even have to worry about it.

"Fuck you. I don't give a crap what you do, but you're not riding with me." I practically spat at him before turnin' tail and heading back outside towards my car. I really was gonna get slime all over it but I wasn't doing Dean Winchester any more favors.

And really if I had to look at him for one more minute I was gonna fucking kill him.

[deanwinchester]

The girl was nothing but mixed signals. Hot, cold, yes, no, and I couldn't catch the hell up with one sign before she was giving me another. Did I forget she was married? No. Did I care she was married? No. I'd paid enough attention to know that she had an open marriage. It wasn't my business to judge that. If she and the hubby didn't care that they were diddling around with other people then why should I

[neverbeenfree]

"I'm always on top." I said in a low throaty voice as he practically ripped my shirt off from over my head, which was good cause it was wet and cold and startin' to cling to my skin something fierce. He grabbed my ass and pulled me towards him but as he did that I grabbed the waist of his jeans and yanked him towards me at the same time and let's face it I got a little more power than he does.

Turnin' us both around quick I flung him down onto the hood of my car. With a smirk I lunged at him quickly and ran my hands along his bare cold chest for a second before deftly unbuttoning his jeans and tugging them down around his ankles. Good, he was already ready to go. I wasn't gonna have to warm him up.

Stopping only to yank my own jeans down and toss them to the ground I climbed on top of him and looked down at him with a smirk. I needed to work some aggression out.

"Here's hopin' you can keep up."

[deanwinchester]

I'd never been slammed to the hood of a car before without being in the process of being arrested. If she wanted to pull out a set of cuffs? I wouldn't say no. Of course she'd probably leave me cuffed to a tree bare ass naked so maybe it was best she didn't appear to be hiding a set.

"I can keep up," I grunted out, as my hands reached up to cup her breasts. She was riding me fast and hard, just the way I liked it. Truth be told, I had to start picturing that ugly demon for a minute just to get control of myself. There was no way in hell I was going to let this be over before it even started.

"Christ, you have skills no other slayer or woman can hold a candle too," I mumbled, as I moved my hips to the rhythm she was setting. It was true. I'd been with plenty of chicks in my time, but none of them had blown my mind the way Faith was doing. The girl was pure sexual energy and I felt like a champagne bottle set to pop at any moment. Right, think about the demon so this could last.

[neverbeenfree]

No shit, right? I had mad skills and nobody better forget it, except people forgot it all the time. Which was why I was always so busy remindin' 'em. Something told me that I wouldn't have to remind Dean about this, he'd just remember. His hands were warm as they trailed over my skin and I could feel myself start to warm up right quick.

God, it felt so fucking good to just release all of this. I wanted to throw Dean around a little more and work out everything but I realized he was still human and I could break him if I really tried. I guess this is why I always ended up foolin' around with Angel. Didn't have to worry about breakin' him. Although Dean might like it if I broke him.

Leaning down I kissed him hard, fighting with his tongue for control before I moved down to his neck and nibbled a little bit as his hands moved to my hips to control the rhthym.