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"Not once in thy bible, or anywhere, are angels on trees." Dean shakes his head with a shrug. "But yeah, let's head back."

“Are you jealous?~” Cas asked after seeing Dean beginning to seethe

Dean crosses his arms, turning his head away. "No. Not at all."

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Doing some good really depended on who you asked. Dean personally didn't feel he did any 'good' while over there. At the time, maybe. But in hindsight.

"My family? Both parents are deceased. A brother up in California, and a step brother... God knows where he is these days. Both are younger." Dean came off as pretty chill talking about his parents and siblings.

"So how did you come across Crowley and the guy with a stick up his ass?"

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The joys of Hollywood, as Dean listened to her answer. “Is it bad that I don’t know who your ‘sister’ is?” Dean really wasn’t all caught up yet after returning home. “I’m not entirely caught up yet after returning from overseas.”

And eyebrow cocked at her question. She really was keen, or was she testing him. “Nah, I’m single. This job takes he all over the place, so I’m not in one place long with to hold anything serious. As from where I’m from, nah, you’ve guessed right. I’m from Kansas originally, but now live in South Dakota.”

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Most men are quick to tell her they are unattached, whether it was true or not was usually an entirely different matter. However, something about this guy just hits as sincere, so she goes with her gut and takes Dean on his word. That didn’t mean she was going to throw herself at him - Chasing men was not her style.

That said, Faith wished she could figure out what it was about this Winchester guy that has her wanting to play along. Usually by now, she’d be riding him all the way to the photoshoot, but no! Here she is wanting to get to know him? Why? He’s made it clear he’s only here to do his job and take off. He probably thinks she’s some spoiled Hollywood Princess. So why was it in the short time they’ve spent together, she feels… Different, around him, and not in a bad way.

… Of course, that didn’t mean she wasn’t imaging fifty different ways to get that suit off of him, but hey, no one was perfect.

“Well look at that,” Faith offers Dean a slightly lopsided grin, “a genuine mid-western guy. Wow. Let me be the first to apologise for the culture shock of LA and Hollywood,” she replies dryly. “Then again, I’m sure you’ve seen your share of actual Hell oversees… I won’t say I envy you, or can even imagine what that was like,” Faith acknowledges. “But at least you were doing some good in the world.” 

Pausing for a moment, Faith averts her eyes to her window, brushing at a wayward lock of hair, “I can tell you all about my PERFECT sister, sorry, sisters, but I prefer to be waaay more drunk.” She looks back at Dean again, “But what about you? You didn’t say anything about your family? They still around?” she asks, quick to move on.

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/oh./

the italicized oh. often seen in romance novels and fanfics. when a character looks at someone, wondering why their chest tightens when they're near, why their heart beats quicken at the slightest touches, why they lose their breathe at the sight of them and suddenly realization dawns on them— oh. they've been in love for a long time now. you are soft and quiet, probably the most overlooked. though when you love, you fall deeply. i'm sure you have a lot of anxieties when it comes to love, and you're more inclined to fall in love with a longtime friend than a stranger. though, your love is pure. and maybe if you have someone in mind, this is your sign to tell them.

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"Happy New Year, Tiger."

"Happy New year, babe." Dean wraps one arm around the Slayer's waist.

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"I've never understood why humans decorate the tree tops with our kind. We definitely don't sit on trees."

“Are you jealous?~” Cas asked after seeing Dean beginning to seethe

Dean crosses his arms, turning his head away. "No. Not at all."

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The joys of Hollywood, as Dean listened to her answer. "Is it bad that I don't know who your 'sister' is?" Dean really wasn't all caught up yet after returning home. "I'm not entirely caught up yet after returning from overseas."

And eyebrow cocked at her question. She really was keen, or was she testing him. "Nah, I'm single. This job takes he all over the place, so I'm not in one place long with to hold anything serious. As from where I'm from, nah, you've guessed right. I'm from Kansas originally, but now live in South Dakota."

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The Bodyguard nods. “I think that’s fair. You deserve to know more about the guy that’s to watch your back constantly.” Having a think, he wasn’t sure what to ask first.

“Do you have a big family? Don’t need to go into deep details about any of them.”

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Laughing so her head is thrown back and a lock of hair falls across her face, Faith looks back at Dean once she catches her breath.

“You couldn’t have picked a more convoluted question for a first one if you tried. Not your fault, but Hollywood’s a cess pool. Okay then, um… My mother has been married and divorced more times than I can ever possibly remember, not that I try. The dude I’ve been told is my father, and reluctantly sometimes agrees with this, has two daughters. So to answer your question in the most simplest terms, I technically have a mother out there somewhere who used to be a supermodel, a father who is a business manager slash agent, step-mother who runs a gallery and two half-sisters, one of which is an actress as well. I think the other one wants to be a writer or some shit like that.” Faith shrugs, “I’ve only seen her a few times, but everyone knows my slightly older sister.”

Shrugging the question off, Faith glances away for a moment, just long enough to push down any thoughts of her so-called family and then turns back to Dean, all smiles.

“Okay, your turn. Family? Girlfriend back home? And where is home? It’s certainly not California.”

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The archangel feigned insult at such an accusation. "I would never do such a thing," he chuckles.

“Are you jealous?~” Cas asked after seeing Dean beginning to seethe

Dean crosses his arms, turning his head away. "No. Not at all."

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The Bodyguard nods. “I think that’s fair. You deserve to know more about the guy that’s to watch your back constantly.” Having a think, he wasn’t sure what to ask first.

“Do you have a big family? Don’t need to go into deep details about any of them.”

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Dean snorts, turning slightly in his seat to look at Faith properly, and so that he could watch the traffic behind them. Gauging anyone that might be following them. “I’m not here to tell you how you live your life, far from it. I do only ask when it comes to the matter of safety, that you’ll follow what I say.”

He was her bodyguard not her father, it was far from his place to tell her how to go about her life. But he couldn’t help but smirk. “Depends on the situation for said punishment.”

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“I’ll be sure to keep that in mind,” Faith grins, eyes lighting up with impish glee at the possibilities. “Okay, so, I already told you I’m not a big fan of talking about past crap. I’ll have you know I’ve made more than one kiddie shrink forced on me by a studio cry. So I’ll give you a couple of freebie questions to ask… While I’m almost completely sober,” Faith shrugs, smile only growing, “but in return, I think it’s only fair that I get to ask some in return,” she offers, “So go ahead, fire away.”

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Dean snorts, turning slightly in his seat to look at Faith properly, and so that he could watch the traffic behind them. Gauging anyone that might be following them. “I’m not here to tell you how you live your life, far from it. I do only ask when it comes to the matter of safety, that you’ll follow what I say.”

He was her bodyguard not her father, it was far from his place to tell her how to go about her life. But he couldn’t help but smirk. “Depends on the situation for said punishment.”

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Dean hoped to catch Garth at the photoshoot, if he was indeed scoping it out. Get him to try see if he could get a hold of security tapes at the club.

Aside from the manner in how she was asking, Faith wasn’t really pushing on anything.

“Honestly, not at all. If I’m to be around you… Constantly. Best to get to know each other, right?”

The guitar riffs were a pleasant background, drowned out any other sound aside from their voices. “I also mentioned before… I’d rather get to know you through you, than someone’s impression through dossiers.”

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With the LA traffic, Faith knew they’d have some time before they got to the studio. She catches the corner of her lip between her teeth while Dean doesn’t give her an impression one way or another how he intended this car ride to go. It was a curious thing, by now, Faith was usually having to use her considerable self-defence and martial arts training to get a guy off of her… AFTER she’s decided he wasn’t worth it of course.

“Hmmm… Okay,” the words slip slowly past her lips, eyes lingering on Dean’s full lips intentionally for a second or two too long before meeting his gaze. “We have a pretty long ride to get to the photoshoot… LA traffic being such a bitch and all,” Faith informs him, as his tie drops from between her fingers. “I’m assuming this isn’t going to be a one way grilling session, right? I mean, you’re not just stuck with me 24/7, I now have to get used to having a babysitter and I’m not usually really good with being told what to do,” she tells him, “In fact, what’s your stance on corporal punishment, Mr. Winchester? You’re not a spare the rod spoil the starlet kinda guy I hope?” Faith teases with an absolutely killer tongue touched grin.

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Dean hoped to catch Garth at the photoshoot, if he was indeed scoping it out. Get him to try see if he could get a hold of security tapes at the club.

Aside from the manner in how she was asking, Faith wasn't really pushing on anything.

"Honestly, not at all. If I'm to be around you... Constantly. Best to get to know each other, right?"

The guitar riffs were a pleasant background, drowned out any other sound aside from their voices. "I also mentioned before... I'd rather get to know you through you, than someone's impression through dossiers."

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“Garth’s an alright dude, he’s passionate and he genuinely cares.” He agreed he didn’t look like he’d survive in a fight, but looks could he deceiving.

Taking in the array of vehicles, Dean couldn’t help but let out a whistle. Admiring them a moment, before turning his head back towards Faith. “I’d say someone has the best taste in music.”

The bodyguard lets Faith slide in, before he gets around the other side of the vehicle to let himself into the back. Pulling out his tie, he ties it back around his neck.

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The fact that Dean didn’t rip on Garth for his small stature or his sweet, if somewhat awkward nature caused Faith to pause as she looked back at the bodyguard with a different type of appreciation than before. 

“Garth’s good people,” the words said with a quiet layer of almost reluctant affection. After all, tenderness didn’t get you anywhere in this town. “- Not an insincere bone in that dude’s body.”

With that Faith slips in, all but melting into the butter leather seats as the other door opens and Dean gets in. A smirk tugs at her lips as she sees the tie back in place. 

“Nice.” She acknowledges, leaning forward to let the driver know where to go and then close the privacy glass between the front and back seat. Her fingers glide over a few concealed buttons in the door to start the music streaming service, filling the rear of the car with driving guitars and crashing drums. Turning the music down, Faith shifts her body so it is more facing Dean, reaching over and loosely taking hold of his tie between her fingers and letting the material slip through.

“So,” with end of his tie still lightly in her grip, Faith looks up at him through a gently fluttering fan of long, dark lashes, “is this where we start to get to know each other better?” The words are breathed out low and thick, her wide, doe eyes fixing on Dean’s emerald pair fully. “Or am I crossing a line here?”

Not knowing how he’ll take the invitation, as one to talk, or perhaps something a bit more, Faith prepares herself for whatever outcome. If she can’t get Dean Winchester to rethink his code now, maybe he will by the end of the photoshoot?

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Dean steps closer, wrapping his arms around the Hunter. “It’s close to Xmas...I want to spend it... down here for once. With you.”

“Are you jealous?~” Cas asked after seeing Dean beginning to seethe

Dean crosses his arms, turning his head away. "No. Not at all."

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The archangel wasn’t sure if that was a hint that Cas wanted him to go. “”I’m not wanting to leave,”

“Are you jealous?~” Cas asked after seeing Dean beginning to seethe

Dean crosses his arms, turning his head away. "No. Not at all."

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Dean let out a sigh, sometimes Cas was too impatient this is what was, in part, keeping Dean back from pushing forwards in his relationship. There was still a lot about emotions and talking about emotions he did not understand. Emotions he didn't know how to express or had ever experienced before.

"I know..."

“Are you jealous?~” Cas asked after seeing Dean beginning to seethe

Dean crosses his arms, turning his head away. "No. Not at all."

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"You forget, just 'cause I've been on earth a fair bit over my brethren, it doesn't mean I understand everything. It's nothing about being smart. There is a lot I've yet to experience."

“Are you jealous?~” Cas asked after seeing Dean beginning to seethe

Dean crosses his arms, turning his head away. "No. Not at all."

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"Garth's an alright dude, he's passionate and he genuinely cares." He agreed he didn't look like he'd survive in a fight, but looks could he deceiving.

Taking in the array of vehicles, Dean couldn't help but let out a whistle. Admiring them a moment, before turning his head back towards Faith. "I'd say someone has the best taste in music."

The bodyguard lets Faith slide in, before he gets around the other side of the vehicle to let himself into the back. Pulling out his tie, he ties it back around his neck.

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Dean paused at the idea of someone else driving. “In honesty, someone else driving might not be a bad idea. Just dawned on me I do not know my way around this city.” And that was the truth, he’d only just arrived!

Dean nods, an eyebrow arching at her emphasis on her photoshoot wardrobe, but smirks. “I guess I’ll be getting used to cameras in my time here, but let’s get moving. I don’t want to know the repercussions if you’re late.”

The exclusive club, they’d need to be careful. It was clear whoever this person was knew that she went there.

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“You really don’t,” Faith tells Dean in response to the repercussions she would encounter if they arrived late to the photoshoot. She leads Dean through the house towards the large six car (and one motorcycle) attached garage. “Garth is usually around here somewhere,” she half-mutters, glancing around and not seeing the skinny security guard anywhere. “Maybe he went out on an errand or something? Knowing him, he might have gone ahead to do a quick sweep of photography studio.” Stepping into the climate controlled, well lit garage, the heels of Faith’s strappy shoes click against the marble floor. The driver immediately rises up from behind his desk, at the ready for whichever car Faith directs him too.

Turning her body in towards Dean’s, Faith gestures towards the row of gleaming vehicles. “If you’re not careful, Garth might hug you for taking me to the photoshoot. Wesley made him accompany me to one way tamer than this one, and he hated every second of it, but then again, Garth has this overprotective big brother thing when it comes to me even though I could probably kick his ass with my eyes closed,” Faith laughs.

Pointing at the white Rolls Royce, Faith starts walking over towards it. “This one will be more comfortable. Plenty of room in the back, privacy window between us and the driver, tinted glass, climate controlled and individually controlled stereo in the back,” she informs Dean as the driver opens the rear door for them, taking Faith’s bag.

Just as she is about to slide in, Faith pauses, looking back at Dean, “How do you feel about Classic Rock? Like the GOOD stuff, not that synth rock crap of the early 80′s. We’re talking the heavy hitters like, Zeppelin, Black Sabbath, Motorhead?”

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Dean paused at the idea of someone else driving. "In honesty, someone else driving might not be a bad idea. Just dawned on me I do not know my way around this city." And that was the truth, he'd only just arrived!

Dean nods, an eyebrow arching at her emphasis on her photoshoot wardrobe, but smirks. "I guess I'll be getting used to cameras in my time here, but let's get moving. I don't want to know the repercussions if you're late."

The exclusive club, they'd need to be careful. It was clear whoever this person was knew that she went there.

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“In that case…” Dean takes off the back of Faiths phone, and removes the sim card and battery. Then he takes his own phone, then does the same. “I hope you have numbers memorised or written somewhere.”

Dean then swaps her card and battery into his phone, and his into hers. Holding her phone back out, he then destroys his own. “Don’t worry, I’ve spares.”

He then has a think on what car to go for. “In this instance, yours would be better. No doubt paparazzi will be waiting. So for show, we’ll use yours. Any private endeavour, we’ll use mine, is that alright?”

However, he couldn’t help but chuckle at the tie comment. “If you like it so much… Maybe I’ll put it back on.”

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With her “new” phone slipped into her backpocket, Faith leans her hip lightly into the doorframe unable to suppress the little smile that appears at the sound of Dean’s chuckle. “Spare phones, huh? That doesn’t make you sound like a drug dealer or anything,” she teases.

“I hope you don’t mind getting your picture taken,” she half sighs when Dean mentioned the paparazzi. “Bodyguard or not, any new guy seen with me is going to get his picture taken, and as for the cars, Crowley picked those out,” she tells him, “so I’m good either way, it’s not like I ever drive them, in fact, maybe it would be safer with you in the backseat with me and we let the driver do the driving?” Faith suggests wondering just how far her new bodyguard was going to let her push before he pushes back? Maybe this Winchester guy’s declaration about not getting involved with his clients was all for show? Maybe he just didn’t want to be the one to make the first move for some sort of legal reason or something buried in a contract somewhere? Not that she cared… Faith had a bit of a reputation for breaking the rules and doing her own thing.

“You good with knots, Dean?” Faith asks, her voice low and simmering as she lets her eyes roam slowly over his physique. “While the tie is probably standard uniform for Hollywood security guards, you do you. Personally,” pausing, the tip of her tongue glides across her lips, bringing them to a glossy shine as she moistens them, “My wardrobe will be rather… Limited, this afternoon,” Faith grins, her voice a low purr, “But if we’re doing this, we’ve got to get going. I can have Garth show you to the garage, he should probably know about the text anyway, and maybe, you know, after you get settled, I can take you to Pamela’s club… Strictly for research purposes of course,” she adds with mock seriousness, not bothering to hide her laugh as she begins to head downstairs.

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"In that case..." Dean takes off the back of Faiths phone, and removes the sim card and battery. Then he takes his own phone, then does the same. "I hope you have numbers memorised or written somewhere."

Dean then swaps her card and battery into his phone, and his into hers. Holding her phone back out, he then destroys his own. "Don't worry, I've spares."

He then has a think on what car to go for. "In this instance, yours would be better. No doubt paparazzi will be waiting. So for show, we'll use yours. Any private endeavour, we'll use mine, is that alright?"

However, he couldn't help but chuckle at the tie comment. "If you like it so much... Maybe I'll put it back on."

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Hearing the urgency of Faiths voice, Dean paused what he was doing, came out the door, meeting the Actress in the hall. “What’s wrong?”

Seeing that she was looking at her phone, Dean shifts to try and read the message. The perpetrator got that close…?

Instantly his instinct kicked in. “I know we’ve just met, but if you trust me, destroy that phone. If they somehow got a hold of your phone, they could track it or they could hack it.” The number was unknown so it wouldn’t be easy to track down who it was, and more than likely using a burner phone.

“Where about were you last night? If they have cameras, Garth could look through the footage. I know the photoshoot is the last thing on your mind. But you have to go on as it things are normal. Not for the job, but for yourself. Don’t let this psycho get to you. That’s how they win. ”

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Looking down at her phone, Faith’s brow furrows slightly, her breath expelled in a soft huff. 

“Dammit, being available to take calls about potential jobs or to find out where to be seen, or NOT to be seen at any given moment is kinda a requirement of the job. Not having a phone is gonna suck,” Faith laments, turning the expensive devise over to Dean. “I was at a private club last night run by Pamela Barns who is the Grand Queen Dame of the Who’s Who of Hollywood Party Elite which is why this message makes no sense,” she tells Dean. Turning her face up to better look at him, Faith gives her head a small shake. “It’s beyond exclusive, we’re talking not even being a celebrity is a guarantee of admittance.” 

The surge of adrenaline tinged with fear and apprehension the message invoked in Faith has her heart jogging beneath her chest, but she’s not about to let on. She reaches for the small bag she had let fall to the floor, hitching it up on her shoulder and gives Dean a small, crooked smile.

“I never thought about NOT going,” Faith tells him, eyes gliding over the features of his face now that he was so much closer. “I’m not exactly a fragile little flower and I don’t scare easily. Besides, you’re here, and the whole point of that is to keep me alive, right? So why should I be freaked out?”

Reaching up, her index finger feathers lightly over the exposed skin now showing where Dean’s removed his tie and opened the top two buttons of his dress shirt. “Going casual?” Faith raises a brow, the corner of her lips curling upwards slightly. “Nice, though… I kinda miss the tie,” she admits, smile brightening, “there’s just something about sliding a man’s tie free from around his neck… The silk spilling through your fingers as you find other inventive uses for it.”

Giving Dean’s chest a light pat, Faith takes a step back, flirtatious smile still in place as she moves towards the door. “So your car or one of mine?”

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