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Post by Dean Jonathon Winchester on Oct 19, 2011 0:27:41 GMT -6
- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - Dean had been called in for a job that needed to be taken care of, there was something weird that had been going on lately in the woods. So Dean was going to go look and see what the deal was, he was making his way there in his Impala by himself Sam was off doing god knows what right now. All Dean knew was he was to busy to be with him it seemed, And that made Dean furious! Sam always doing whatever the hell he wanted, leaving for hours at a time, not calling , and acts like a dick when he does finally come around. Dean was getting sick of him to no end, and soon it needed to stop.
Dean had pulled into his car into the woods slowly, he looked around as he was driving threw and nothing seemed out of the ordinary. But that didn’t really mean anything sadly, being a hunter you never really know what really could be out there. Dean found a place to park his baby and grabbed his bag from the back seat, Dean had everything that could ever need in there. He had to make sure he was ready for anything that could come his way, no matter what it was Dean had to be ready to take its ass down.
Dean got out and made sure the impala was all locked up, he didn’t know how far he might have to go. It was dark yet foggily outside, it kind of made it hard to see your hand. He started to walk threw the woods and begin looking around, so far nothing. But then as Dean was walking he found a trail of blood that lett somewhere, he leaned down to get a better look at it. “Oh this is great! just what I wanted to find blood, I hope no body is dead” said Dean. He then continued on to see what more he could find, but then he heard a noise off in the distance. “Oh great just what I wanted to hear” said Dean getting out his gun ready for anything.
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Post by faith on Oct 19, 2011 18:31:33 GMT -6
----------------------------------------- -----------------------------------------Wasn't this a fun night? Actually it kind of was, Faith had just been walking through the woods... well more like patrolling the woods for signs of vampire and other worldly beast activity when she had come across something not so good. She hadn't much on her, just the average stake and cross... and small pistol crossbow under her leather jacket. The thing was only good for a shot or two but that was usually all she needed to dust a vampire or just assess the target. Wicked, it made her sound like some kind of secret agent only instead of putting bad guys in jail she just killed big monsters. That and she wasn't a cop, though she had no issue with that since she wasn't a fan.
There was blood on the ground when the Slayer had arrived, no doubt the first instinct was some vampire had a midnight snack that struggled. That or some sort of hell beast caught a little prey that is was going to take back to the lair to eat... or impregnate... or a whole host of other things the freaks do. It was really weird,not that it mattered to her as long as the victim remained a live victim and the demon thing lost it's head... and arms and legs and you know whatever.
Faith heard the noise in the distance quite clearly, taking in her surroundings as quick as she could before rushing towards the sound. She had heard something from behind her, but she ignored it as she rushed towards the noise. What she was looking for she didn't know, but she had to be ready for anything. No doubt there was a human with whatever it was since that was always how these things went. The brunette Slayer broke from her run as she got closer, moving closer to a brisk walk. She looked around, the dark and fog obscuring her view more than she'd like. "Now what do we have here?" she said to herself, her eyes squinting a little to try and get a good look at the scene. The woods all looked the same after all, but what she heard was not what she thought it was.
The odd sound she had heard before was coming from farther away than she expected, a small trail of blood on the ground in front of her still visible. Whatever it was it seemed to be moving, that or she had misjudged the distance between them. Of course she prefers it was the first option and will stick to that story. What she didn't notice was footsteps coming in her direction, of course until they were to close for her to just hide or escape. She pulled her hand in her jacket, grabbing her pistol crossbow as the crunch of leaves came closer. She clutched the thing, pulling her arm out of her jacket and pointing it in the general direction of the noise. "Who's there," she shouted, her voice devoid of fear but laced with anxiousness. She was curious to say the least, what kind of thing was she hunting... or was hunting her perhaps. ----------------------------------------- |
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Post by Dean Jonathon Winchester on Oct 20, 2011 0:11:18 GMT -6
- - - - - - - - -- - - - - - - - - Dean still continued to keep his gun close, god only knows what son of bitch could be out here which is why he stayed ready. Dean had his gun tightly in his hands with his finger on the trigger, he kept it steady looking around into the woods to see what he could find. So far he didn’t see anything around him, Dean was hoping to find something he needed make a kill and have some fun. With everything it was a great way to take out some anger, and with Sam still pissing Dean off lately this was just what the Doctor ordered.
Dean walked slowly threw the wood trying to be careful about were he stepped, the last thing he needed right now is to die in the middle of woods were no one even knows were he is. Dean took out Ruby’s knife to cut away branches that were in his way as he waked deeper and deeper in the woods. It wasn’t bad enough that it was all ready dark and foggy out, now Dean had to deal with this shit all in his way as well. Dean then heard the noise again, this time it was a bit loader. “what the hell is that?” Dean whispered to himself.
Then as Dean was standing there, he heard someone yell out something asking who was there. “ What mean who is there? Come out and show your self now!” Dean said still holding the gun tightly in his hand, trying not to shake. Dean didn’t know who he was dealing with, so it might be best to assume that this person was not safe right off the bat. “Come out now I’m not going to shoot in less I have to.” Said Dean still trying to make them come out.
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Post by faith on Oct 20, 2011 17:04:40 GMT -6
----------------------------------------------------------------------------------Faith heard a rather gruff and butch sounding voice coming from near her. Now it was easy to tell it was a mans voice because trust her she had spent enough time around women in prison to know the difference unless it was some kind of stupid magick crap trick. She really wasn't that big a fan of magick, then again she hadn't been bit in the butt as much by it as the other members of the Scoobies.
The woman turned towards Dean's general direction, moving in the woods with arm outstretched with her small crossbow pistol thing. It was quite useful actually, especially with good aim and fast reflexes which came with the Slayer package. It was good to be a Slayer sometimes, it had perks... and then there was the mortal danger and right now both she and Buffy were pushing the expiration date of Slayers quite heavily. In fact if they make it past 30 they might be the longest lived Slayers yet... then again that means they are old so it is not totally good news.
Come out now and he wasn't going to shoot if he didn't have to? To her that tone sounded like either a psycho with a gun or a cop who was just getting off his doughnut high and actually and to work. She didn't come in the best position she'd hoped for, she came in facing him. She'd have preferred to go for the side or the back but it was to late for that now. "Nice gun," she said as he was visible, not lowering her weapon.
"So what are you doing here in the middle of the night with a gun?" she asked, her eyes trailing him. She didn't trust him, then again she was told she did have trust issues but those were not as problematic as they once were. What was this guy doing out here int he middle of the night with a gun? Either psycho or psycho... her mind immediately jumped to those two... or in this case one answer. ----------------------------------------- |
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Post by Dean Jonathon Winchester on Oct 24, 2011 1:05:07 GMT -6
- - - - - - - - -- - - - - - - - - Dean waited for the them to come out and show themselves, he was starting to get mad from them making him wait. You think saying you have a gun would work right away, which made Dean wonder what kind of a crazy person he was having to deal with. It also made Dean very interested to meet them. Dean still stood there with his gun in his hand waiting, watch with his luck it be someone he knows like a Hunter, a friend, or just some douche bag he don’t like. But then they came out and it wasn’t at all what Dean expected.
There she was a hot brunette standing right before Dean’s every eyes, with her weapon on him as well as his gun was on her. Dean couldn’t lie he was liking this and thought it was all very hot, but he knew might want to get back to reality she could be here to kill him for all he knows, might not be the best time to start flirting with her. But that was Dean for you always with one thing in mind. She had asked him what he was doing out here, but like Dean was going to tell someone he didn’t even know. “I think the real question is what are you doing out here with a crossbow on me? What you think you are some kind of a Vampire slayer or something?” Dean said laughing, the sad part is Dean really knows Slayer now since he had met Buffy.
Dean doubted very seriously that he was going to meet another chosen slayer twice in one week, but then Dean gave her another look and though he had seem her somewhere before. But with everyone that Dean meets in his line of work they all start looking the same to him really. “So are you going to take that gun off me or are you going to undress me with your eyes all night, because sister I can do the same thing all night as well. So you are just wasting your time, I’m not dropping my gun for you in no way in hell.” Said Dean.
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Post by faith on Oct 25, 2011 17:39:45 GMT -6
----------------------------------------- -----------------------------------------Faith rose a brow as he refused to answer her question. Of course he went right to her having a crossbow which even she had to admit was a little weird. Of course she'd gotten used to seeing people with them because of what she was and who she was around all the time since she couldn't exactly be that 'normal girl' type. It really just wasn't and would never be her. She was born to be a Slayer. "Hunting," she said short and sweet.
"Well what are you then? You a Fed or something?" she asked, eyes locked on him. She knew there were plenty of other kinds of people that had guns but... well that really wasn't the point. He went on about a Vampire Slayer. She laughed a little, because what she 'thought' she was just so happened to be true. This guy was confident, she had to give him that. Of course she was pretty sure she could take him... actually there were very few people or things she was sure she couldn't take and whoever this was didn't happen to be on that list.
"Undressing you huh?" she said smugly, totally taking it a little out of context with what he'd said,"Fine with me as long as I'm on top." She winked at him, moving a step closer with her hand still raised... crossbow still aimed at his heart. He still had the gun pointed at her, something that wasn't to good in her favor. Bullets did not mix well with people... even if she was a Slayer one well placed bullet could end even the strongest of men... or women.
"If you're not dropping your gun, why should I drop this little baby?" she said, smirking. She was rather calm, but adrenaline was pumping... she was sure her reflexes were faster than his but then again bullets usually traveled faster than arrows or little stake things. She couldn't be sure and she was no math wizard or any of that crap they teach you in the waste of time called school. The desks were pretty comfy for a nap though.
"So I'm going to ask you again, what are you doing out here?" she asked, eyes focused on him still. Watching every muscle twitch she could, ready to react as fast as she could. This was how it was... this is how she had to be. ----------------------------------------- |
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Post by Dean Jonathon Winchester on Oct 26, 2011 23:05:47 GMT -6
- - - - - - - - -- - - - - - - - - If This girl was hunting then she must be a hunter then a hot one with that. This girl had guts, wit, smarts and knew what she was doing. Dean just wanted to know were this hot hunter came from, he has never seen one look this good like her before. Dean couldn’t lie he couldn’t keep his eyes off of her, but Dean might want to behave you don’t date the ones you work with. Plus Dean has had his eye on someone else special for a while that he was starting to get feelings for.
She then asked Dean if he was a fed or something, Dean really didn’t know what to tell her. He still didn’t really know what her deal was or if he could trust her, but he had to tell her something to get on her good side. “I’m a hunter out here hunting like you, I mean if that is what say you are doing that is.” Said Dean.
Now this girl was doing something Dean would do, being a sexy smart ass hell Dean invented that. “Well being on top is just fine with me, I do well in taking control of the situation that way, if you know what I mean. Are you really going to shoot me with that gun, I mean we did both just come to the conclusion that we are both out her hunting.” Asked Dean
Dean didn’t blame her on not dropping the gun, he wouldn’t if he didn’t know the person. “Ok you are right, how about we both lower are guns at the same and just talk. I‘m Dean by the way, what is your name?” Asked Dean trying to be nice.
She had wanted to know why Dean was even out there, and truth was Dean wasn’t really sure. He hadn’t found anything out there so far but some blood, he didn’t have a lot to go on yet. “Well I came out here because I heard about strange things happing in these woods, so far nothing but some blood and no body. Which is good I guess, What you think? ”
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Post by faith on Oct 27, 2011 22:49:19 GMT -6
----------------------------------------------------------------------------------He was a hunter huh. She'd heard a little bit about them from the head honcho... aka Buffy. Apparently they were pretty much monster hunters... or that's what she'd understood from it. Faith wasn't the greatest listener in the world when it came to stuff like that. Or really anything she found boring actually. She was a fighter, not an intelligence agent or leader after all.
He went on about her being on top and him being in control. She laughed a little, still holding her crossbow pistol thing in the air at him. "If you think you can take control go for it, I wouldn't want to bruise that pretty face of yours," she teased. To be honest he was kind of funny and she hated to admit it he was pretty good looking. He wouldn't last though, she already knew that from... well actually she had a problem with relationships so that was a no go anyway... but hey sex is sex right?
"Only if you give me a reason to," she said truthfully about her shooting him. Of course then he suggested they both lower their weapons at the same time. It was a good plan, and if either one was unfaithful to this she was pretty sure she could take him. Even if he was evil and they both put their weapon away she knew for a fact she could take him. Slayerness gives her an edge after all.
"Fine by me, same time," she said as she lowered the bow a little, watching to make sure Dean followed suit. Dean was his name, he'd said it so himself. There really wasn't a reason for him to lie... I mean she couldn't do much with just a first name could she? Now if he'd said his full name she'd be a little suspicious. "I'm Faith," she said confidently.
"With a blood trail and no body to be found I'd say something that wants a live victim or got cocky and is hunting the victim because they ran, a vampire would have left a body behind with blood so I'd rule that out... probably some kind of hell beast. No full moon means not a werewolf either," she said, trying to imitate Buffy a little in her analysis. Yeah she had to think like Buffy to get through that. It was so boring but she had to admit doing that was pretty handy. It allowed her to get into the head of what she was hunting... without being all psycho and stalkery of course. She'd had that issue in the past. ----------------------------------------- |
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Post by Dean Jonathon Winchester on Oct 30, 2011 2:00:01 GMT -6
- - - - - - - - -- - - - - - - - - This girl seem always to have some smart ass come back to say back at Dean, he liked it though it was funny. It was exactly how he handles a situation most of the time, drives Sam crazy too. But Dean couldn’t help it being a smart ass was so fun sometime, just like what he was about to say to her now. “you could try to hunny, key word try and bruise this pretty face of mine, that is if I let you get that close. But I cant blame you for trying I’m pretty handsome it is hard to resist me sometimes.” Dean said with a big smile on his face. “I’m not going to give you reason to shoot me, like I said I’m just here checking into a case. I have no intentions on killing someone tonight, not really on the to do list.”
Her and Dean both started to lower there guns, it was nice to know they were both making some kind of progress here. Like Dean said he just wanted to take care of the case at hand and find out what the hell is going on here, hell maybe this girl could give him some help. Lord knows Dean could use it without Sam around, lately its just Dean this days. After they had calmed down and weren’t trying to kill one another anymore, she told him that her name was Faith. “nice to meet you Faith and thank you for not killing me, it been enough of a bad week as is.” Said Dean giggling a bit.
Dean could tell by the way Faith was talking she knew her stuff, she didn’t seem like no armature Hunter. Dean just wondered if she was a hunter why he had never heard of her before? “Yeah I think you are right about what is going on here, I couldn’t have said it better my self. You know your stuff don’t you, so how long you been a hunter?’ Asked Dean.
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Post by faith on Nov 2, 2011 20:11:20 GMT -6
----------------------------------------------------------------------------------Well wasn't he a little cocky? She was certain she could bruise him she wanted to, a thing that came in handy with Slayer Strength and reflexes. Of course he was just teasing... at least she thought he was. Apparently he said he was here working a job... so he was hunting some kind of big bad was he? Well he wasn't he a gutsy little demon hunter? Then again they needed all the help the could get in the fight against evil... especially with the pompous stick up their butts Watchers Council less than it used to be with Giles pretty much being the last watcher alive.
Faith and Dean both started to lower their weapons which was nice since it meant that they were both making some kind of progress here. Of course Faith still didn't trust him, and no doubt he probably didn't trust her. Why would they after all they had just met each other. Then came the compliments, how she was knowledgeable. Truthfully she was trying her Buffy face on, she was more the doer than the thinker but she was no slouch in her mystical... demon knowing thingies. After all one must know prey to hunt it.
How long had she been at this? Well she'd been activated by the death of Buffy's successor in 1998 so she would have been about 14 at the time. "Since I was 14, give or take," she said, her weapon being put back into its hiding spot in her jacket just in case. She wouldn't put it past some creature... or even this guy to try something. She wasn't a trusting person, but in this line of work it was hard to be with strangers.
"Don't live long in this business if you don't know your stuff," she said, eyeing him. It was true, those who got in over their head died quickly and often violently especially for Slayers. Then again she'd had things gunning for her because of the whole Slayer thing...and running from her because of it as well. The boogeyman for monsters, Buffy and Herself until Red made with the magick of course.
"What about you, been at this long Dean?" she said enunciating and putting emphasis on his name to get used to the feel of it on her tongue. She'd never met a Dean before, of course she couldn't remember the names of many of the guys she'd been with. She discarded them with ease, forgetting them. She could name all the men she knew on one hand, Xander, Spike, Angel, Giles and dear old Wes. The others she couldn't care less about... or hadn't talked to or seen in ages. Of course some of her last meetings with a few of them were consisting of her saving Angel and before that torturing Wes. It was quiet, it was kind of unnerving actually... no more screaming had happened in a good few minutes. Faith let all her senses be on alert, checking the area with her eyes as they talked. ----------------------------------------- |
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Post by Dean Jonathon Winchester on Nov 6, 2011 1:07:41 GMT -6
- - - - - - - - -- - - - - - - - - It seemed as though this girl had been at this for a long time as well so Dean can relate, Dean has been doing this pretty much his whole life really. His mom died when he was only four and his dad has been hunting ever since, and to make sure Sam and Dean were safe Dean’s dad started to teach him the life when Dean was only six. His dad took him out shooting for the first time, using bottles as target practice, Dean remembers it like it was just yesterday and he got bulls eyed on every one of them, it one of the fonder memories that Dean has for his dad.
Dean then turned and looked at Faith with more respect for her now, he knew she must have been good at what she doing it for that long. “Man 14 is a long time you been at this a while, but I could tell by looking at you. You seem to know your stuff on what you are doing, hell you even seem to like your job I don’t think I can agree with you there.” said Dean. Dean could just tell how she handle herself she loved what she did, unlike Sam and Dean doing the life really because they have no choice. It not like now they have any other career choice lined up for them, this was it really.
Faith had asked Dean how long he been at it, Dean didn’t even know if she believe him he was that young. “ Man I was like 6 or 7 when I started, so I’m right there with you been doing this my whole life. My dad got my Bother and me into the life, but he had good reason too. A fucking Demon killed my Mom when I was four, and yeah you have to know your stuff in this life, I cant tell you all the times I though I was done for.” said Dean. He neglected to mention that he has died and even gone to hell, but he didn’t know how much she would believe him. It not really everyday that someone dies and goes to hell, just in Sam and Dean’s life really.
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Post by faith on Nov 7, 2011 19:40:00 GMT -6
----------------------------------------------------------------------------------More compliments, keep it up after all a girl could get used to this. Of course all of this was about her slaying skills which were second only to Buffy with her being the second most experienced Slayer alive and just being Faith. She just got that extra boost of awesome for being the bad ass she was. Didn't agree with her on that she liked the slaying. "It gives me a purpose, something I'm good at so why not like it?" she said. Of course she didn't enjoy it like she used to. She used to enjoy it a little to much... the pain... the power.. the control.
So he'd started young too, younger than she had at least. Though she had only been introduced into the supernatural world around age ten though she didn't know it until later. Then he said something about his father getting him and his brother into it because a demon killed their mother. Revenge... it was a powerful motivator into something life changing like this. "Demon huh?" she said, not commenting on it more. She could trade stories about how her neighbor harbored her son chained in the attic because he had been turned into a vampire and she turned into a serial killer because of that or how her Watcher was ripped in half in front of her by Kakistos or the other Watcher failures she'd been stuck with. She didn't of course... she barely knew this guy.
"You get that a lot in this line of work right?" she said, commenting on how often the good guys seemed to almost die. She could count all the times she had nearly died... the most notorious one being when Buffy had stabbed her leading to her coma. Otherwise there was the trap she and the potentials got in from the First with the explosion and so many other things from even before she'd met the Scooby Gang.
She looked at him, there was never really a choice. "No one really chooses this life right?" she said, commenting on how they had all been pushed into it. Him with the Father and Mother Killing Demon... her with the whole eternal Slayer destiny thing. She looked around, no snapping twigs or really much signs of life around them. It was a little eerie actually... and no screaming which wasn't a good thing. ----------------------------------------- |
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Post by Dean Jonathon Winchester on Nov 12, 2011 6:26:54 GMT -6
- - - - - - - - -- - - - - - - - - Dean did agree with Faith being a hunter does give you a sense of purpose, Dean feels so important in doing what he does. Helping people, bringing families back together, and most of all saving the world and stopping the apocalypse, there isn’t any other job out there that makes you feel that good in what you do. So even though Dean’s life is tough and hard, he loves helping people in need, it what keeps him thriving and going. It been a tough life for Dean though with everything he had been threw with his family, even Dean could tell Faith cared when he told her about his Mom. Dean wishes everyday that passes by that he could bring her back, but Sadly for Sam and Dean that is never going to happen no mater how much they wish for it.
It been a hard rough and hard life for Dean, he has lost a lot of friends and ones he loves along the way. But everything he has done in the end was for good reason and works out, no matter how much he has lost others has ginned because of him. Well not everyone Lisa and Ben had to lose Dean, but it was for there own good in keeping them safe. Dean had to keep hunting this town is too dangerous for them, even though that meant he couldn’t be with Lisa. She couldn’t take always having to worry about Dean and never getting to see him, it has killed Dean as well not getting them be with them. But a safer town meant a safer school and Life for Ben and Lisa. Faith was right no one really chooses this life, they get stuck into it. “yeah you are right about that.” Dean said to Faith exhaling.
Then Dean’s cell phone begin to ring, it wasn’t a number that he hadn’t recognized but he knew he should get it. “Agent Ford what‘s up?.” And who was it that was on the other end none other then Buffy, she begin to laugh and give Dean shit for the fake name he was using. She had called to give Dean some news on a mission that he wanted him to check out. But it was the same thing that he was all ready on, him and Buffy think a lot like sometimes sadly. They are always checking on any case they can. “Its all good Buff I’m all ready here checking it out, call you when I’m done here ok, later.” Dean then hung up the phone and looked at Faith and said. “Sorry I had to take that call it was a good friend of mine, so what were talking about?”
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Post by faith on Nov 13, 2011 16:21:59 GMT -6
----------------------------------------------------------------------------------Of course Faith was right... she was always right... well except when she was wrong. I mean she's never been wrong before besides a bunch of times so why wouldn't she be right about this right now? Exactly. The brunette Slayer rose a brow as Dean's phone went off... and he answered it Agent Ford. She gave him that sort of... what the heck face she tended to give people sometimes. It was not the prettiest face she had in her arsenal of alluring men but it was never in short supply with the life around here.
Then when he was talking she distinctly heard him say Buff. Now he could be talking to a very buff friend of his but that was unlikely... and the only person she knew who had a name like that was none other than Buffy Summers. I mean Buffy wasn't a common name at all especially around here so the money was that he knew Buffy. Of course this put her on edge, her hand disappearing behind her back where she had a knife. Just who was this guy?
"No problem, so Buff huh?" she said, eyeing him. "That wouldn't happen to be Buffy Summers now would it?" she asked, eyeing his reaction. Her right hand was behind her back, slowly rising up... to be honest she supposed she should trust him more but right now it meant one of two things. Either first he was telling the truth and had fought demons with Buffy before or he was lying and knew who she was and was trying to hurt/kill her and/or Buffy. ----------------------------------------- |
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Post by Dean Jonathon Winchester on Nov 15, 2011 3:13:33 GMT -6
- - - - - - - - -- - - - - - - - - It seemed as though by the way Faith was acting that she might have known Buffy, she just had that look to her. Plus Dean almost felt like he had seen her before, but who knows he see a lot of girls these days. And Now that Lisa was done with him Dean would be talking to a lot more girls, but who knows maybe not an old friend that he never though he be close with is close with him now. So Dean might have found love again. Things for Dean are just so crazy these days, with Sam going crazy, Castiel being MIA all the time, and Ash coming back from the dead. Life is just nuts for, but what else is new for the life of Dean Winchester.
She had asked if that was Buffy summers on the phone, Dean guessed at that point she knew her. But was it really safe for Dean to tell her yes for sure, for all Dean knows he could be wrong and they hate each other. So Dean knew he might want to ask why first, it might be a smart choice and its what Buffy would want after all. The last thing Dean needs right now is a pissed off Slayer coming after his ass tracking him down, doesn’t really sound like fun right now for Dean.
Dean then looked at Faith with a look of wonder in his eyes and asked, “Why do you ask if it is Buffy Summers? Is she a good friend of your or something?" He hoped that maybe she would tell him something letting him know that it was safe to say yes, but Dean was pretty sure it was going to be safe to tell her. Dean has been around and there weren’t many girls with name Buffy, sadly Dean would know.
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