Heart to Heart
Emmy swiftly pulled her arm back and prepared to hit Cas again, this time her hand was curled into a fist as she was intent on feeding it to the Angel. It was Dean that took action to stop her as he rushed over and grabbed her wrist, restraining her from straight up socking Castiel."Whoa!" He said quickly as Emmy ripped her wrist from his grip and glared at him til he took a step back, hands raised in a placating way. Her gaze was briefly turned back towards Castiel's with a cold fury lying hidden in the depths of her eyes.
"Stay away from Pippin." She snarled defensively, causing a hurt expression to cross his features for a brief second before it returned to a neutral look once more. Dean swooped back in and tugged Emmy into the kitchen, away from the scene and the extremely high tensions that surrounded the room. He turned around as he let go of her wrist just in case she tried to hit him for the contact. Dean didn't say anything while he simply watched the youngest hunter as she scowled, muttering threats and cussing under her breath. She could give Bobby a run for his money!
"Hey Emmy, you calm enough now to talk?" He asked and Emmy merely nodded before sinking into a nearby chair. Dean positioned himself on the seat next to the hunter, his concern showing through his normally cool facade.
"I'm so sorry Dean. I actually don't know what came over me just now I got so irrationally angry..." Emmy trailed off as she turned her head away from Dean's steady gaze, looking down at her hands as she fiddled with the edge of her emerald green and black plaid flannel. Dean recognized that the apology was genuine but it should have been Cas she should apologizing to not himself. He chuckled lightly as he glanced at her, easing some of the heaviness that had twisted between them.
"I'm not going to lie. Seeing you all fired up and feisty was kinda hot." Dean admitted as a slight blush found its way to his cheeks. Em shook her head, disgusted with herself and her actions and trying desperately to ignore the blush that crept up her cheeks.
"How about some pie?" He asked suddenly in an attempt to get her mind off of what had just happened in the living room moments ago while he walked casually to the fridge. Emmy fidgeted with the edge and zipper of her leather jacket before finally caving in. She lifted her head up and peered through the curtain of blonde hair before finding her voice .
"Um, sure." She responded as her voice rose an octave. Emmy always failed at trying to sound casual around Dean and Dean took notice of it. The oldest hunter grabbed the pie and sat down at the table across of Emmy, passing her the plate. They ate in silence, the tension and awkwardness between them blatantly obvious. Suddenly the sound of Sebastian the crab, from the Little Mermaid, permeated the air around them and Dean flung himself backwards against the back of chair dramatically as a familiar man walked into the room.
"Shalalalala kiss the girl!" Gabriel sang badly along with the tune before Emmy face planted against the table hard while being careful to avoid her precious pie. The music cut off as Gabe shot a smug smirk at the flustered duo, Dean the only one able to see it before he turned to Emmy, flinging an arm around her shoulder, causing Dean to sit forward suddenly and tense up.
"Doesn't that kill brain cells Ember?" Gabe asked as he raised an eyebrow at her even though she couldn't see him.
"What brain cells?" Emmy mumbled in complete embarrassment, cheeks flushed red. Could Gabriel be anymore obvious!? Screw how close Pippin was to the Archangel and that he was teaching her how to use her Grace better she was going to kill him. Gabriel chuckled before clutching his chest, over where his heart would be, pretending to be pained by her words.
"I watched Father make you kiddo. You're supposed to be smart." He said as he tapped the back of her head and she raised it to look at him with a raised eyebrow.
"You just sounded like a stalker Gabe." She pointed out as he laughed. He settled back down before getting up and winking at the two lovebirds.
"If I were you Dean I would get a move on. Father knows you aren't getting any younger beating around the bush over there." He said cryptically as he exited the room before Emmy turned to look at Dean once more.
"What was that about?"
"Nothing..."
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