5 - "God, can you believe that? The fucking apocalypse."

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It's a relief to get the fuck out of Sioux Falls once I hear that there is going to be an apocalypse. If there was anywhere that I decided I should be, it's New York City, because it's so heavily protected, not even ghosts make themselves present.

"I'll see you soon." I kiss Dean.

"See you soon." He kisses my forehead.

"I can't give you those. I need those. We're about to have an apocalypse, Rosie." Bobby says to Rosie, who's carrying a large stack of books.

"Fine." She puts them down. "It was great to meet you and finally be able to put a face to the name that Dallas has been ever so fondly talking about for the past ten years." She hugs him and then hugs Sam, and then Dean and then gets in the passenger seat of my Bronco.

"Good luck with the apocalypse!" I shout to the boys, and then blow them all a kiss before speeding off.

"God, can you believe that? The fucking apocalypse." She shakes her head.

"Well, good thing that New York City is safe."

"I'm leaving!" She screams. "Oh my God, I'm going to die because of the apocalypse."

"You'll be fine." I shake my head. "Isn't Hannah going on half the tour with you?"

"Yes, you should come with for the other half." She says, and clutches my arm.

"Maybe I can get Dean to go with you. Or Ricki." I say and her eyebrows raise.

"Ricki." She says, one of her eyebrows raising at his name.

"Please tell me you don't like my brother."

"I don't like your brother."

"Thank God." I sigh.

"I just want to fuck him a couple of times." She says and I make a fake vomit noise.

"You can take a bus back to the city." I say, but don't stop driving.

"Aw, come on, I was just joking."

"Gross joke, Rose."

"Oh you never call me Rose." She puts a hand on my thigh. "I love you more than your brother."

"Thank God, considering you've been living with me for ten years and you only met Ricki about a year ago."

"It's fine." She waves me off.

A day later we were home and it feels oh so amazing. She hasn't been home in what felt like years, but was really only about six months, so it'll be great to see her.

"That's her dad's car." Rosie points to Hannah's dad's car that's sitting in the parking lot. "Oh my God, she's home!" She screams and we run up the stairs and to our apartment, and burst in.

"Hi!" Hannah smiles, standing in the middle of our apartment.

"Hey!" We scream and hug her.

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