[h2] Dean Winchester [/h2]

Dean was a bit surprised when she pulled away from him and began scanning his eyes.  He smiled nervously back, keeping contact with hers.  Her next words made him smile a bit brighter than he would have preferred to let people see, in public.  Dean was happy for her to stay, to be safe.  

“I’m stuck with…”, he started to protest as she spoke, before laughing as she finished.  Part of what she said was serious, but he couldn’t help feel the banter she was giving in her jokes.  It was also kinda true that if she really wanted to, she could take him. He shrugged at that notion, smiling widely back at her.  He reached forward and picked up a stray strand of her hair.

“Fine…”, he muttered, carefully placing the strand of hair behind her ear.  His thumb brushed quickly along her jaw line and he added another smirk, “I guess I’m stuck with you…”

[h2] Madison [/h2]

The wind inside the diner whistled as the entire diner went pitch black, even the exterior lighting not working.  The entire building groaned with the power that blasted through it, due to the interference in Madison’s head.  She was so overwhelmed that she couldn’t even hear Sam’s heartbeat, but tried to latch onto his voice as she fought through the episode. 

Madison continued to scream against Sam’s chest, before suddenly, the voices stopped and all she could hear was his heartbeat.  Although fast, it had a rhythm that soothed her.  Soon, the wind began to calm, before stopping completely and she and Sam were left, virtually alone as she gasped for air.

The man in the suit, that had been sitting at the bar, suddenly vanished with another gust of air, proving that he was an angel, watching them.  Madison barely noticed as she pulled her head up from Sam’s chest, her nose brushing against his chin as she stared at his eyes, her own red and puffy and scared.

“There were so many voices.  They were loud, and it felt like my brain was…hot…”, she explained, as she looked around at the deserted diner, “Did I do this?!”