With All My Heart

A soft laugh left the brunette as she shook her head at Dean. "I'm still surprised that you don't." Having had ordered yet another shot, Dana shrugged her shoulders at Dean, a smirk forming on her face as she nodded towards Crowley. "And you're sure your new best friend won't mind you disappearing for a few hours?"

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"That's all I ask, Faye." With a nod of his head, Sam stood up. He was itching to head out and get to looking for his brother and it was very evident in his stance. "You ready to go?"

"You have my word, Sam." Faye told him. If things really did go south though, she wasn't sure she'd be able to leave Sam to figure things out by himself. That just wasn't the type of person she was. When the going got tough, she didn't run for the hills. She stood and fought. She nodded in response to his later words and stood up, throwing some money down on the table to cover her food and tip. "I'm ready if you are." She could tell that he was anxious to continue looking for his brother and she didn't blame him at all.

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"We're not exactly his favorite people considering how often we've cheated death." Dean said with a slight chuckle of his own. He was sure that there were plenty of reapers looking to take him or Sam at a moment's notice, but it had yet to happen. Well, it had yet to happen where they really stayed dead anyway. "I don't really care if he minds." He told her with a slight smirk. Crowley could go shove it if he had a problem. "I have a room at the motel across the street."

"You've definitely gained a little respect from death himself though, no?" Raising her brows, she nodded her head. She honestly didn't give a damn about Crowley either but considering he was who Dean was with, she figured she'd at least ask him once. With another nod, she slapped some cash down onto the counter, gulped down the last of her beer and stood up. "In that case, let's go."

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Standing up, Sam grinned. "Your car or Dean's?" He asked, grabbing a few of her things off the table to help her out. He did worry about Dean but, now that Faye was tagging along, he was already worrying about her as well. The last thing the Winchesters needed was another hunter's death on their head.

Dean shrugged his shoulders. "Depends on what you consider respect." He said as he finished off the last of his drink. He supposed he and Sam had earned themselves some respect from Death, but it was obvious that the horseman was also pretty annoyed that he and Sam kept cheating death time and time again. "I really don't care either way." He didn't care much about anything anymore, but that was besides the point. He smirked at her words and stood. "You don't have to tell me twice."

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"Is that even a question? I haven't been in the Impala in years." Faye said with a grin. She didn't know anyone who couldn't appreciate the car that the Winchester's had been driving for years now. It was a great car, and pretty badass too. Her car did the job, but it didn't really give off the same vibe that the Impala did. It got her from place to place though, and that was what mattered. But being given this opportunity, she was going to take it. "No one's going to touch mine if I leave it here anyway."

"After you, then." She murmured, casting one last glance at Crowley, who was, she was almost angry to say, headed their way. She knew it was obvious that she was a hunter. And she knew that he'd seen that she had recognised who she was so she could only imagine what sort of hell, no pun intended, he planned on bringing down on her and Dean.

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"Impala it is then." Letting out a chuckle, Sam started towards the car, Dean's Baby. Unlocking it, he put Faye's stuff in the back before climbing into the driver's seat. It was more of an auto response now, climbing into the driver's seat. Glancing over at Faye, Sam grinned. "Just so you know, I have no idea where I'm headed. I'm just...driving, in hopes of bumping into Dean or Crowley or one of Crowley's lackies."

Faye smiled and followed Sam out of the diner. She spotted the Impala shortly after walking outside, and the smile on her face widened into a grin. She hadn't seen that car in years, but it was just as she remembered it. "I'm surprised I didn't hear you pull into the parking lot earlier." She told him as they walked towards the car. The Impala's engine made a very distinct sound that could normally be heard from about a block away. She supposed she was so focused on looking for a case that she hadn't noticed it this time. "I'm fine with that, Sam."

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Dean stood up and started leading her towards the door. He had noticed Crowley walking towards them, but he really didn't give a crap if he was being completely honest. He didn't have to answer to Crowley if he didn't want to, and if he wanted to bring a girl back to his room he'd be damned if anyone told him otherwise.

Dana didn't think twice before shooting after Dean, her eyes glancing over her shoulders to look at Crowley a few more times as they made their way out of the bar. Once they were out, she caught up with Dean and, reaching for his hand, tangled their fingers together. Something about him still felt off and she wanted to give Sam a call to see if he knew what was wrong but she figured that that could wait.

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"Guess you were too focused on finding yourself a new case." With a shrug of his shoulders, Sam glanced over to flash her a grin. "We've all been there." Pulling the car into Drive, Sam pulled out of the parking spot and started on the highway once more, his gaze darting between the road and the female seated next to him. "If you have any ideas as to where we can go, I'm more than willing to hear it."