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[As soon as they'd both got in the car, Sam was making his way towards the nearest clothing store he could think of. They needed to get Dean some seriously more appropriate clothes here soon. Though the thought of panty or bra shopping with Dean? A little bit awkward.]

[He was strangely more interested about the possible month with his brother than he thought he would've been before... Dean had come up. It was good to have his brother back in some way than when he'd first left for college. Still not something he wanted to think about and he didn't want to dwell on that bad blood, especially right now.]

So... how's it feel anyway? Waking up in a different body?

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I love you, too. [She kissed him slow and soft, then pushed him back a little to see his face. Her thumbs rubbed along his cheekbones gently.] I meant what I said before. I know you don't believe it, but I meant it. I'll tell Dad... I'll tell him I don't want to move around anymore. That I want to be in California, closer to you.

Just... I need to know it's what you really want. For the long haul. Before I go turning everything upside down.

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[He let his eyes meet hers when he was pushed back, frowning a little. She was saying she was serious still, touching on a topic he'd kinda... thought they'd pretend hadn't happened.]

[And she was asking him for a decision. He could still remember her telling him that he'd need - to answer, the next time she asked about their relationship, not brush it off, not ignore it or say he needed to think about it. He frowned, slowly looking down.]

[God, he was nervous all of a sudden.] I want you to answer this for me first, Dean, seriously... you wouldn't really be pissed eventually if I- asked you to do that? To leave Dad like that?

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You mean, do I think I'll regret it or something down the line? [She frowned, taking the time to really think about it instead of giving the knee-jerk answer. She shook her head slowly.] I think I already regret not taking your side before. I think I'll miss Dad like crazy, but I already miss him. It's not like I see him much as it is. More than anything, I want us all to be together as a family... but, I don't think that's gonna happen.

I'm gonna miss him. I'm gonna be sorry he won't bury the hatchet with you and let us all be together again. I'm pretty sure I won't be blaming you for any of that, though.

You're not asking me to do anything, right now. I'm making an offer. Don't take it lightly. If there's even the slightest chance you think you might decide you don't want me around, tell me now, please.

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Basically, yeah. [He softened a bit at those words though.] I don't see how it can happen, Dean... Dad doesn't want to see me and if you say- you want to be here with me, I don't know what's gonna happen. I don't want you to get hurt, dude, and I know- you would be if he kicked you out on your ass like he did me.

[he wanted Dean to really think about it, consider it.] Would you keep hunting around here? [There was another pause and he gave Dean another look.] Hey, it's not like - I'd get sick of you, Dean. You're my brother, okay? And- yeah, I like being away from Dad and hunting and- I was pissed that you didn't... I don't know. [That he let Dad kick him out like that. but he didn't want to get into that, not right now...]

But I do miss having my big brother around. You were- what was good in my life growing up, okay? No matter what stupid arguments we got into growing up.

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It's gonna hurt, dude. Not saying it won't. Sometimes it's worth getting hurt, though. [She rubbed Sam's arm lightly, as much to ground herself as to comfort him.] And yeah, I'd want to keep hunting around here. I'm good at it, Sammy, and I like helping people. I just wouldn't be gone as long or all over the country like I am now.

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[He let out a sigh at the touch, leaning in until his head was rested on her shoulder, just seeking some kind of comfort as he thought it through.] I'd like it, Dean...

[He bit back on the desire to remind Dean that he still- didn't want anything to do with hunting, that he didn't want to be part of that life anymore. He'd told him that so many times before and he just had to try and believe that dean understood it well enough by now.]

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Then that's what I'll do. [She tightened her arms around him and rested her cheek against the top of his head. It wasn't going to be a pretty scene with Dad, but... she was happy here with Sam and it was something she should have done two years ago.]

[She knew Sam wouldn't be hunting with her. It was just something she couldn't give up on, entirely. Well, she could if he asked her to, but she was hoping he wouldn't.]

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I-... Thanks, Dean. It really... It'll be nice to have my brother back. [He murmured softly, not quite moving away from her, just staying close to her.]

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You got me if you want me, Sammy. [She really, really hoped he was sure this was what he wanted. Once Dean made the break with Dad, she had a distinct feeling she wouldn't be able to go back.]

[She nuzzled into his hair, squeezing him again.] You okay?

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[Yeah, part of him wanted it, but part of him- he didn't know. Knew how Dean would follow whatever Dad said, wanted to be with him and he didn't know if he should really tell him to probably go get kicked out just like he had.]

[At the question, he gave a slow nod.] Yeah... m'fine, Dean. Just thinking a little. You?

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Nervous. Scared. Worried about you. [She shrugged. Her hand played in his hair lightly. He hadn't called the whole thing off yet, so maybe there was a chance it would work out. She supposed that even if she did break away from Dad and Sam ended up not wanting her, she could still hunt. She'd been on her own more or less for months now.] Thinking about what to do with all the time I won't be hunting.

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I don't want you to do something you won't want, Dean... not for me. [He murmured, looking up at her, frowning.] Don't worry about me, dude. I'm- fine. Things are good here and they're staying that way because I'm doing something I want for once in my life.

[His lips finally quirked up a little.] Well, maybe I can help fill some of that time, huh?

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I wouldn't offer it if I didn't want to do it. I try not to make promises I can't keep, Sammy.

[She smirked back at him.] Yeah? How're you gonna do that?

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Yeah... [he nodded slowly, not wanting to fight about it or anything.]

... Mm, well. [he leaned in to kiss just under her jaw, teasing the soft skin there with his teeth and tongue.] I think I could come up with some ideas...

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[Sam still didn't sound convinced. She didn't know what she had to do to prove herself to him. Maybe she'd go ahead and make the break with Dad immediately, instead of waiting for the safety of having her own body back. Hopefully, seeing it actually happen would make Sam believe in her.]

[She tilted her head back for him and sighed softly, relaxing into his touch. Her hands skated down his shoulders and back lightly.] You always come up with good ideas. Love that about you.

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[He sighed at the touch to his back, resuming the kisses down her neck, over her chest, just exploring and touching.] Mm... so, you'll admit I can keep up with you now, huh? You thought I wouldn't last a weekend with you the first time we did this from what I remember.

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[She laughed softly, arching her body up into his touch. That was never going to stop being good. Not ever.] I guess I was wrong. You can definitely hold your own, Sammy.

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[He laughed a little under his breath at that before drawing away a little.] You still want that other round tonight or what, Dean?

[Just wanted to do something now to get her- mind off things. Said she'd been worried, right? And he didn't want her to worry right now...]

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With you? Always. [She smiled up at him, hands rubbing down his chest lightly.] You might have noticed, but I kinda want you as often as I can get you...

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You living close by means we might actually do it enough to get sick of it, huh? [he sighed at the touch.] Except I don't see it happening even if we do...

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[Dean laughed, shaking her head as she brought her hands back up, fingers exploring the lines of his chest. She couldn't get enough of seeing him and touching him.] Never gonna happen, Sammy. When we're having sex, I'm thinking about when I can next get my mouth on you. When I've got my mouth on you, I'm already thinking about the next time we can have sex. When we're not doing either, I want both. I'm lucky I can accomplish anything more complicated than tying my shoes, at this point.

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I can't get over this still... [He laughed under his breath, head tilting to watch Dean's fingers move down his chest.] I mean, of all the things I thought I'd be doing? Thinking about sex with my own brother constantly... wasn't one of them, dude.

[And it wasn't just- about the sex either. God, he had it bad here.] Turn around, Dean.

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No kidding. Was kinda news to me, too. [She smiled up at him.] Not that I'm complaining, mind you.

[She smiled wider at his order, happy to comply. She rolled underneath him, pausing to arch her back up against him once like a cat before she settled down onto the mattress.]

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Well, as I also recall, you were kinda the one who put the moves on me in the first place... not that I'm complaining either.

[Definitely not complaining. He let out a soft noise as she rolled over underneath him, arched like that. He leaned forward to kiss over her back, reaching a hand down between her body and the mattress to dip between her legs, teasing her again.]

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Odd. I remember you kissing on me first. [She laughed softly, then moaned when his fingers started to rub against her again. She spread her legs more apart to give him room. God, she loved his hands.] How strong do you suppose you are, Sammy? You could get those panties off, I bet...