Brooke just nodded absently still processing the news.

           Dean sat on the stool in the kitchen staring at the black liquid swirling in her mug. The others were in the living room, getting ready for a movie marathon. The intro music from the movie ‘Bring It On’ came floating in. Dean smiled. She had watched that movie several times but only for one sole reason… Her grin widened.

           “You make it a habit smiling to yourself?”

           Nicole watched the smile vanished but when she looked up again, she was grinning.

           “You look happy…” Nicole said as she came to stand in front of the peninsula.

           “I am happy…”

           “Any particular reason why?”

           “Carwash… blue bikini…” Dean said.

           Nicole frowned. “What?”

           “Never mind…” Dean chuckled. “You wouldn’t understand anyway…”

           “Hmm… Whatever…”

           “Want some coffee?” Dean asked gesturing at the steaming pot.

           “Did you make it?”

           Dean nodded.

           “In that case, no thank you…”

           Dean cocked up an eyebrow. Then she nodded. “Let me guess, drinking coffee together would mean you’re associating with me and we can’t have that can we…”

           That stung but Nicole chose to ignore the comment.

           “Your coffee tastes like tar…”

           The eyebrow went up again.

           “I’ve had the pleasure of drinking coffee at your place…” Nicole said making a face at the mention of the word ‘pleasure’.

           “Oh, you stayed long enough to drink some?”

           Sam chose that moment to come down from the stairs. She saw the two talking and grinned. She went over to them.

           “If you can spare her for a moment…” she said to Nicole and turned Dean to face her.

           “Thank you…” she said planting a kiss on each of Dean’s cheek.

           Dean stared at her blankly. “You’re welcome?”

           “You better keep an eye on this one Satan…” Sam said to Nicole. “Or I might just have her for myself…”

           Dean continued to stare as Sam headed towards the living room. Then she turned to Nicole.

           “If you excuse me…”

           Without waiting for an answer, Dean followed Sam.

           I am *****