Sam's POV
I was not liking any of this, but at least it seemed like the girls were protected now. Maybe we could chance letting them stay here. Especially since Maggie seemed to have such a calming effect on Dean. Amazing how well he's handling this, but I think when that zap Cas gave him wears off it won't be fun.
I cleared my throat to get everyone's attention. "I think if everyone's agreed, we can let the girls come back?"
Dean said, "Yeah, girls, go ahead and pop on home and grab whatever you need for the night. You can get the rest tomorrow."
They gave us kisses and hugs and left to get their things. When they were out of earshot, I said, "Okay, now let's really talk about this. Are we really gonna get ourselves geared up to fight someone else's battle? Again? Aren't we tired of spreading for every Tom, Dick and Harry higher power who wants to screw us?"
"I don't like it any more than you do, Sammy," said Dean, evenly. "But at the moment, we don't know jack squat about what we're up against, do we? So, I say let's be prepared, not so we can get screwed, but so we can give the screws to whatever we have to, to stay alive through whatever's going to happen. Because at the moment, it doesn't seem to me like we can stop it from happening. Unless you know something I don't?"
I knew what he was saying was the truth, I just didn't like it. "No," I said. "I don't."
"Cas," said Dean, "Is there anything you can throw us here that can help at all."
Cas shook his head. "No, sorry," he said. "Until a week ago I had no idea the God I worshipped wasn't eternal. I'm still struggling with the concept."
"Yeah well, while you're playing around with philosophical concepts," said Dean, "it's our asses that are apparently going to be on the line, so see what you can dig up, okay?"
"Oh but guys," I said. "We need some way to get the girls out of the way tomorrow. We have a lot to do in just one day."
"True," said Dean. And I'm not giving up our surprise for any freakin' god, powerful or not. But it would be easier if they weren't here while we do it."
"Tell them to go have a relaxing day doing girl shit," said Garth. It was the first thing he'd spoken since the discussion started. We all looked at him. "Look," he said, grinning. "I have a wife. It's clear you guys are new at this. Tell them you want to finish up your project, and since you won't really be around for them all day, they should take some time to pamper themselves. With everything going on, they need to relax. Go to a spa. Get their hair done. Buy some new clothes. Believe me, they will love you for it."
Dean stared hard at him and said, "Well, thank you, Dr. Phil!"
"It's a great idea, though," I said, "but just one of us should do it, or it will look suspicious," I said.
"You do it, then," said Dean. "It's more you're style," he said, teasingly.
"Fine, I have no problem with it," I said.
Just then the girls came back, and we broke up the meeting and headed to the kitchen for a bite.
Later that night as I held Katie in my arms, I said, "God, I've missed you. The bed was so empty last night."
She smiled at me and touched my face. "I know," she said. "I missed you too. "Her touch was so soft and pleasurable I just had to close my eyes and savor the moment. "Are you scared of what might happen?" she asked.
"Scared? Not really. No more than for any other job. But I AM angry," I said, more softly than the words themselves conveyed. "I am angry that just as it looks like Dean and I might actually get a chance for a little happiness, something could snatch it away. And I'm angry at the thought that if anything happens to us, you and Maggie will be hurting. And I'm just really angry that once again, someone else is pulling our strings."
"That's a lot of anger," she said. "Think there might be anything we could do to dispel some of it?" she asked.
"Hmm, very good question, let me think on that a bit," I said, and leaned down to kiss her. My hand found it's way under her satiny nightgown, and once again I was startled when I felt some of her scars. One in particular had always bothered me. "Katie," I said, rubbing my fingers lightly across the scar that went from right under her belly button almost around her side. "Tell me about this scar," I said. "It seems to me this one might have killed you."
She pursed her libs for a moment and gave a slight nod. "It almost did. I was holding my insides in with my hand while we waited for the ambulance. I spent eight days in the hospital, and it was touch and go for a while there. But I won the fight and moved up to second owner."
"That had to be such a terrible life for you," I said, realizing I had tears forming in my eyes.
She shrugged. "It was all we knew at the time. And you know what? I've thought about this so many times. If the angels of love decided we were soul mates, then I'm glad we had that life. Because I think that's one of the things that brought us together. I really believe that. And having you now, that's worth every scar on my body."
God, how I loved this woman. And I decided it was a good time to show her just how much.
Afterwards, when we were lying in each other's arms, I said, "Katie, will you do something for me tomorrow?"
"Of course, Sammy, whatever you need me to do." she said. I actually loved it when she called me baby.
"I want you and Maggie to go to your world, and have a nice relaxing day doing whatever it is women do for that. Get your hair done or go to a spa, whatever you like,"
"Why?" she asked, a bit puzzled.
"Couple reasons," I said. "First, Dean and Garth and me, we want to finish up that project we started, and we need to hurry so we can begin training in earnest again. So we aren't going to be around for you two anyway. Second, I have a feeling there isn't going to be any time for any of us to do much relaxing after tomorrow. So, it will make me happy to know you two are having a good day. Will you do that for me?"
"Well, yeah, if that's what you want," she said, but she was looking at me warily. "How wonderfully thoughtful of you to suggest it. See why I love you."
"Not really, no, but I'll take it anyway."
"Well next time you have a couple of days," she said, "I'll tell you ALL the reasons."
"Katie?"
"Hmmm"
"I've never seen you all dressed up."
"No, I guess you haven't"
"I'd like to see you all dressed up at least once before… well, you know."
"Okay," she said, drawing the word out longer than usual. "I could do that for you, if you want."
"Tell you what, here's an idea. You two have your day of relaxation, and then both of you dress up for us, okay? We'd take you out if we could, but we can still have a nice evening here, and no talking about bad stuff for just one night. Sound good?"
She snuggled up against me and said, "Yes, that sound's wonderful." She was still smiling when she fell asleep.
Dean's POV
I was thinking pretty clearly for the first time in, well, I don't know how long. And what I was thinking was, I did not want to lose this woman. I still thought it never should have happened, and that it's going to end badly, but God help me, I would do it all again for just one night with her. I hoped that bastard god that wanted our asses would wait at least one friggin' day so we could finish what we started.
When we got to the bedroom I closed the door by backing into it, and said, "Woman, come here." She turned around and smiled, but stopped moving. "Is that an order?" she asked.
"It is if you're my woman," I said.
Then she grinned full on and ran straight into my arms and jumped up with her legs around me. I kissed her like I thought it might be the last time, and I swung around the room carrying her, kissing her, just being amazed at how she made me feel. "I thought for a minute there you weren't going to come to me," I said laughing.
"I will always come to you," she said, laughing, "though I might make you work harder for it sometimes."
"I have missed you so much," I said.
"How much?" she asked teasingly. "I need you to show me."
"Oh you do, do you? And just how am I supposed to do that?" I asked.
"Welllll," she said slowly, "you could…." And she whispered in my ear exactly what I could do to show her. That seemed like a great idea to me. So I showed her exactly how much I missed her. I'm pretty sure she got the message.