In My Dreams

03

[Trial and Error]

Anya watched as Dean meticulously organized everything. A small smile tugged at her lips and Dean, sensing he was being stared at, said, "Don't judge, Anya."

A small smile crossed her face. "I find it rather endearing how focused you are." She paused. "I mean that platonically."

"I know. You hungry?"

She nodded. "I'm famished."

"Great. I'll make something!"

"You can cook?"

"Yeah, I can."

He winked at her and left the room.

Anya made her way into the library. Sam was reading and Anya pulled a book from the bookshelf, then sat across from him.

Dean entered the library with three plates, two in one hand. He noticed Sam and Anya with books. "What you guys reading?"

"Sort of, uh, everything," Sam replied.

"Oh, good. Somebody's gonna have to dig through all this and it ain't gonna be me."

Sam looked at his burger. "You made these?"

Dean nodded. "We have a real kitchen now."

Anya studied the burgers with an almost curious expression.

"Burgers," Sam stated, turning to Dean. "I know. I-I just didn't think you knew what a kitchen was."

"I'm nesting, okay?" Dean shot back. "Eat."

Sam took a big bite from his burger while Dean smiled and watched. "Huh? Yeah."

"Wow," Sam said, with a mouth full of food.

"You're welcome."

Anya smiled. "This is delicious. Thank you. Truly."

Anya started eating her burger and gave Dean a small smile. He was about to take a bite from his burger when his phone rang. He sighed and pulled his phone from his pocket and it rang again.

Dean answered. "Yo."

Kevin's voice came through. "Dean? Come quick."

"What? Kevin? Kevin?!"

"Something wrong?" Sam and Anya asked.

"Guess."

His phone beeped off. Dean stood with his plate in his hand and left. Anya, after a moment, picked up her plate and followed. Sam stood, started to follow, stopped, grabbed his plate, and ran after the other two.

They made their way to the boat where Kevin was and came through the metal door. They all had their guns at the ready.

"Kevin?" Sam called. "It's us."

Anya found a door marked 'N 2Rt stb' and opened the door and saw Kevin vomiting and grimaced. "Found him."

Sam and Dean entered the doorway as Kevin continued puking. Anya rubbed his back and he eventually nodded.

Kevin walked over to a table and sat down as he wiped his bloody nose.

"Wow," Dean commented. "You look like hammered crap."

"Yeah," Kevin said in a nasally tone.

"Are you sleeping?" Sam asked.

"Not really."

"Are you eating?" Dean questioned.

"Hot dogs, mostly."

"Sure, yeah -- breakfast of champions. Look, I'm gonna feel dirty saying this, but you might want a salad and a shower."