Lucifer

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I looked around and was outside of the bunker. 

what the hell?

i walked inside and saw Dean there  "Dean"

Dean nodded "hey., where's Sam?"

I looked down. 

Dean "Elena, where's Sam?"

I looked at him "Dean, something went wrong"

Dean asked irritated  "what do you mean with " something went wrong"?"

Me "Rowena screwed us over"

Dean "Elena, where's Sam?"

Me "in the cage .....With Lucifer"

Dean looked at me frozen "what?"

I sighed "Dean-"

Dean yelled "i told you guys to not go without me!"

I yelled back "We were running out of time! and you weren't answering your freaking phone, Dean! "

Dean "you could've waied!"

Me "we didn't have the time wait! where the hell even were you?"

Dean shook his head "doesn't matter "

Me "where you with her?"

Dean looked at me confused "who?"

I shook my head "don't act like you don't know who i am talking about, Dean. Crowley was right, wasn't he?. there's something between you and her. "

Dean shook his head "there's nothing between her and me"

Me "stop lying, Dean!"

Dean shook his head"i am not lying to you!"

I put a hand on  his chest "okay, then tell me that there's no connectin with her again. go ahead. i dare you"

Dean looked at me before taking my hand off his chest, looking down. 

I nodded, hurt "see, you can't"

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Dean walked over to me "can we talk"

I grabbed the car keys "we should get Sam"

Dean "Sam can wait"

I shook my head "he can't"

Dean "well, he has too now. He's not gonna agree to anything Lucifer will offer so that buys us time. "

Me "time for what?"

Dean "to talk"

I shook my head "there is absolutely nothing to talk about, Dean"

Dean nodded "there is since it's the reason you're upset"

I shook my head "I am not upset, Dean, okay?"

Dean "then what are you?"

I raised my voice "I am pissed off !"

He froze "what?"

Me "Every time we come together something comes up and tries to kill this relationship and it sucks"

Dean "so you're breaking up with me?"

I shook my head "of course not, Dean, I just want a fucking month without something trying to break us apart! or at least one fucking week. "

Dean asked irriated "and you think I don't want that? If it's not something with me then it's you. There's always something"

I raised an eyebrow "wait a minute "

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