A little over a month ago...
Dean dropped Sam off at the loft, making sure he was okay before leaving to go check on Katt and give her the good news that the ghost was no longer haunting the Bon Bon.
By the time he got there, it was dark outside, and it was a relief he didn't have to worry about the ghost anymore. He tried to clean himself up as best he could, so he wouldn't alarm her, but his first priority was her, not himself. He parked the Mustang and shuffled up the stairs to her room, halting outside her door and running a hand back through his hair, which did nothing really to make him look any more presentable, and knocked.
Katt grunted and fell clear off of the couch when she heard the knock. THUD! Blinking she crawled to all fours. Half way to the door, she actually pushed herself up to her feet and toddled her way to the door. It was opened without a second thought while she rubbed at her eyes with her free hand. "Mrmm?" Yeah..could've been a dangerous creature on the other end and she still opened it so innocently.
He thought he heard a thud from the other side of the door and got worried something happened, so he knocked again. "Katt' It's me....Dean!" He blinked in surprise when he found the door suddenly opened and he looked her over. "You okay?"
Looking around her knuckles she gave him a sleepy look before releasing the door and toddling back in. "Uh huh. I think..uh..I fell off the couch.." She paused and looked back to him. He looked like hell. "Wha...happened to you?"
He frowned at her. "Why are you sleeping on the couch when there's a perfectly good bed to sleep in?" He followed her inside, licking at a little dried blood on his lower lip.
"You need it to sleep in." She stated it so simply and moved to gather her bag. "Let me tend your wounds and then you are going to get some rest...And..uh..I'll fix you something to eat. What..happened?"
He smirked, unable to help himself from teasing her, even though he knew it wouldn't get him anywhere. "Are you gonna play nurse?"
"Mrph.." Her cheeks went red and she huffed at him quietly. "Yes." She finally blurted and pointed him to the bedroom.
He noticed the blush and smiled, amused, pushing his luck by teasing her a little more. "I'm flattered really, but I'm not that kind of guy."
Picking up her bag she paused and looked over to him confusedly. Swoosh. That one went over her head. "Mrm....I don't understand" What kind of guy' One that doesn't let his wounds be treated by a nurse?"
He had to laugh a little at her reaction, but the laughter made his side hurt and he stopped laughing long enough to groan a little and rub at the ache, wincing.
She frowned a tiny bit when he started to laugh and it grew when she saw him wincing. Her hand snapped and she pointed him to the bedroom. "Now! And you are going to tell me what happened!"
He gaped a little at her, never having heard her take that tone with him before, and started toward the bedroom a little sheepishly. "Yes, ma'am." No argument from him when she took charge.
She was confused why he gaped at her but didn't shy down from that look she had. She stalked after him. Woman in charge, yes sir! It was a rare thing. She ended up detouring from the bedroom door to go to the kitchen and grab a chair which she dragged with her to the bedroom.
"I'm fine, Katt. I don't need any mothering." He grumbled a little as he made his way into the bedroom. So much for not arguing. He'd definitely had worse and most likely would have worse in the future.
She marched right past him, jabbing a finger against the side he had been protecting not even a few moments ago. "I am not mothering you. I am going to take care of your wounds while you tell me what happened. Stop whining."
He winced again when she poked at the painful side. She could at least poke him where it didn't hurt! "I am not whining!" he argued, pouting like a child. He flopped down on the bed, blowing out a breath. "I'll be fine. I just need a shower and a little sleep."
Nope, she was proving a point! "Do you have any cuts or anything that's really hurting?" She started digging things out of her bag. A few vials and jars, a roll of bandages, and a ..bracelet' She paused and stared at it for a moment before shoving it back into the seemingly bottomless bag.
He watched her while she dug around in her bag, unsure whether to tell her the truth or not. "Where doesn't it hurt?" he muttered, partly to himself. "You got everything but the kitchen sink in there or what?"
She flashed a smile. "I might even have the kitchen sink! But..mrm.." She paused a moment and shook her head. "I don't have water. Are you hungry?" She pushed herself up and slung her bag down onto her seat. While heading to the door she waved a finger at the vials and jars, thinking that she was pointing to one particular. The one with orange liquid in it. There was a total of four: one orange, one blue, one silver, and one green. "Take a drink out of that. Not a lot..A little goes a long way. I'll go get you some water."
"I could eat," he admitted, leaning forward to look over the bottles. Which one did she say he should drink" "What's in these things, Katt?" he asked, as he reached for the silver bottle. That was the one, wasn't it' He hoped none of them were love potions.
"The one I told you to take has cirtril root extract. It will help numb the pain." Super aspirin! She called it out to him while she headed off to the kitchen to prepare him something simple to eat. Since he wasn't forking up details yet she could use it as leverage!
"Cirtril root?" he echoed. The hell was that' He held the silver vial up to examine it further. It reminded him of mercury. No one drank mercury. It was poisonous. He rubbed at his side, wincing, knowing he wasn't going to get much sleep if he didn't do something about the pain. He pulled the top off the vial and held it up to his nose to take a sniff.
"Mmm. It's a medicinal herb in Unity. It's used for numbing during painful surgeries or just numbing serious wounds. And since you are being vague and not telling me anything.." Those walls were thin! Clank. Clank. She was busying herself in that kitchen. Simple came in the form of a shredded roast beef sandwich and a few chips on the side. And a bottle of water. She had to go back after half way getting to the room just because she forgot that.
"Unity....where you're from?" The stuff looked weird, but it didn't smell too bad. In fact, it didn't smell like anything. He took her word for it, trusting her implicitly, and lifted the vial to his lips, draining about half the liquid.
Dean dropped Sam off at the loft, making sure he was okay before leaving to go check on Katt and give her the good news that the ghost was no longer haunting the Bon Bon.
By the time he got there, it was dark outside, and it was a relief he didn't have to worry about the ghost anymore. He tried to clean himself up as best he could, so he wouldn't alarm her, but his first priority was her, not himself. He parked the Mustang and shuffled up the stairs to her room, halting outside her door and running a hand back through his hair, which did nothing really to make him look any more presentable, and knocked.
Katt grunted and fell clear off of the couch when she heard the knock. THUD! Blinking she crawled to all fours. Half way to the door, she actually pushed herself up to her feet and toddled her way to the door. It was opened without a second thought while she rubbed at her eyes with her free hand. "Mrmm?" Yeah..could've been a dangerous creature on the other end and she still opened it so innocently.
He thought he heard a thud from the other side of the door and got worried something happened, so he knocked again. "Katt' It's me....Dean!" He blinked in surprise when he found the door suddenly opened and he looked her over. "You okay?"
Looking around her knuckles she gave him a sleepy look before releasing the door and toddling back in. "Uh huh. I think..uh..I fell off the couch.." She paused and looked back to him. He looked like hell. "Wha...happened to you?"
He frowned at her. "Why are you sleeping on the couch when there's a perfectly good bed to sleep in?" He followed her inside, licking at a little dried blood on his lower lip.
"You need it to sleep in." She stated it so simply and moved to gather her bag. "Let me tend your wounds and then you are going to get some rest...And..uh..I'll fix you something to eat. What..happened?"
He smirked, unable to help himself from teasing her, even though he knew it wouldn't get him anywhere. "Are you gonna play nurse?"
"Mrph.." Her cheeks went red and she huffed at him quietly. "Yes." She finally blurted and pointed him to the bedroom.
He noticed the blush and smiled, amused, pushing his luck by teasing her a little more. "I'm flattered really, but I'm not that kind of guy."
Picking up her bag she paused and looked over to him confusedly. Swoosh. That one went over her head. "Mrm....I don't understand" What kind of guy' One that doesn't let his wounds be treated by a nurse?"
He had to laugh a little at her reaction, but the laughter made his side hurt and he stopped laughing long enough to groan a little and rub at the ache, wincing.
She frowned a tiny bit when he started to laugh and it grew when she saw him wincing. Her hand snapped and she pointed him to the bedroom. "Now! And you are going to tell me what happened!"
He gaped a little at her, never having heard her take that tone with him before, and started toward the bedroom a little sheepishly. "Yes, ma'am." No argument from him when she took charge.
She was confused why he gaped at her but didn't shy down from that look she had. She stalked after him. Woman in charge, yes sir! It was a rare thing. She ended up detouring from the bedroom door to go to the kitchen and grab a chair which she dragged with her to the bedroom.
"I'm fine, Katt. I don't need any mothering." He grumbled a little as he made his way into the bedroom. So much for not arguing. He'd definitely had worse and most likely would have worse in the future.
She marched right past him, jabbing a finger against the side he had been protecting not even a few moments ago. "I am not mothering you. I am going to take care of your wounds while you tell me what happened. Stop whining."
He winced again when she poked at the painful side. She could at least poke him where it didn't hurt! "I am not whining!" he argued, pouting like a child. He flopped down on the bed, blowing out a breath. "I'll be fine. I just need a shower and a little sleep."
Nope, she was proving a point! "Do you have any cuts or anything that's really hurting?" She started digging things out of her bag. A few vials and jars, a roll of bandages, and a ..bracelet' She paused and stared at it for a moment before shoving it back into the seemingly bottomless bag.
He watched her while she dug around in her bag, unsure whether to tell her the truth or not. "Where doesn't it hurt?" he muttered, partly to himself. "You got everything but the kitchen sink in there or what?"
She flashed a smile. "I might even have the kitchen sink! But..mrm.." She paused a moment and shook her head. "I don't have water. Are you hungry?" She pushed herself up and slung her bag down onto her seat. While heading to the door she waved a finger at the vials and jars, thinking that she was pointing to one particular. The one with orange liquid in it. There was a total of four: one orange, one blue, one silver, and one green. "Take a drink out of that. Not a lot..A little goes a long way. I'll go get you some water."
"I could eat," he admitted, leaning forward to look over the bottles. Which one did she say he should drink" "What's in these things, Katt?" he asked, as he reached for the silver bottle. That was the one, wasn't it' He hoped none of them were love potions.
"The one I told you to take has cirtril root extract. It will help numb the pain." Super aspirin! She called it out to him while she headed off to the kitchen to prepare him something simple to eat. Since he wasn't forking up details yet she could use it as leverage!
"Cirtril root?" he echoed. The hell was that' He held the silver vial up to examine it further. It reminded him of mercury. No one drank mercury. It was poisonous. He rubbed at his side, wincing, knowing he wasn't going to get much sleep if he didn't do something about the pain. He pulled the top off the vial and held it up to his nose to take a sniff.
"Mmm. It's a medicinal herb in Unity. It's used for numbing during painful surgeries or just numbing serious wounds. And since you are being vague and not telling me anything.." Those walls were thin! Clank. Clank. She was busying herself in that kitchen. Simple came in the form of a shredded roast beef sandwich and a few chips on the side. And a bottle of water. She had to go back after half way getting to the room just because she forgot that.
"Unity....where you're from?" The stuff looked weird, but it didn't smell too bad. In fact, it didn't smell like anything. He took her word for it, trusting her implicitly, and lifted the vial to his lips, draining about half the liquid.