oldMalverse. Serenity. Talking to Dean

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Abby wasn't present much lately. Mostly hiding in the engine room, waist deep in work. She was safe with Serenity. No worrying about Vi or Sammy or the Cap. No thinking about Dean and if he felt for her the way she did for him. If he even knew she was there.

Even if any of them knew.

It was just Serenity and her here. Just her and her girl.

Though, no matter how she tried to deny it, the concerns eat at her mind. Those eyes of Sammy's from the last time they talked still haunted her.

So many questions. Questions that she didn't know how to ask.

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Dean rubbed his head, wondering how he'd managed to walk into a door frame, then cocked his head and listened for his brother. Failing to hear any yelling, he decided to just assume that everything was alright and continued on his way toward the engine room. "Abby? The Captain says it's dinner time."

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She pokes her head out from behind the engine with a mild look of concern. Dean came to fetch her for dinner?! That never happens! He usually avoids her like a cat avoids water.

"Oh...ok. Thanks Dean." she says softly moving to wipe her hands on a rag. "You ok?" she asks after a moment as she points to his forehead.

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He ruefully thought to himself that none of the girls he'd dated in school would ever have believed that Mr. Suave Winchester would ever have to admit that... "I missed the doorway on the way out of the kitchen."

Then he frowned into the hammock that hung to one side of the door and picked up a duck egg. "What...?"

It totally smacked of his brother's work.

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She tries to hide the giggle at his confussion, but it didn't work very well. Though when Dean mentioned and even picked up Sammy's gift, Abby had a reason to giggle that wouldn't hurt Dean's feelings.

So, she did.

"Well, I found that when I came back up here from lunch." she explains as she walks closer to the doctor. "I think your brother gave it t'me."

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"Green eggs." He shook his head and smirked slightly, then started as the door swung shut and clicked ominously. "What the... Sammy!"

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Abby giggles and reaches out to caress the egg. "Yeah...that's my Sam."

Just than the door slammed and clicked causing Abby's head to turn with a jerk. "Oh Sammy!" she sighs moving to the door quickly and trying to open it.

"Oh please Sammy let us out!" she pleads a bit when in all reality that would be no place she would rather be.

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He set the egg in the hammock and used his fist to pound on the door. "Sammy, this isn't funny. Abby's going to get scared. Let us out."

There was no reply, only the faint sound of retreating footsteps and jaunty whistling.

Dean groaned and rested his head against the door, then bent to examine the door catch. "Sorry."

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Faint blush. "Oh...well, it ain't your fault." she says quietly as she pushes a piece of hair behind her ear. "Someone should be about soon t'let us out."

She moves to pick up the egg and than sit in her hammock with the lag in her lap. Her eyes still on Dean, studying him.

"I bet you could use th'break any ol'how." she suggests. "Ya work t'hard. Think that's why ya runnin' int' walls."

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He sighed and rested his head against the door, the coolness feeling good on his bruise even though the pressure hurt. "Sam's been up all night since you stopped sleeping with us. I've been...." He groaned and rubbed his face. "Trying to keep up with him."

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Her eyes cast down to the egg in her lap. She felt guilty. She never meant to hurt Sam or Dean but if she kept sleeping in their room, her heart would break altogether. A nod and she stands. She turns to gently place the egg in the hammock before she steps closer to Dean and places a gentle hand on his shoulder in comfort.

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"Sam told me off this morning." With the sudden lack of things to do his brain started to shut down. "Sounded just like Dad."

His jaw clenched slightly as he thought of his father.

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She swallows. "What 'e tell ya off about?" she asks softly.

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His face reddened slightly, but he was just a little too asleep to really be able to censor what he said.

"Ignoring you," he whispered.

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Her face reddened as well as the awkward smile appeared on her lips. "Ig..ignoring me?" she asks in a whisper as well. "Oh..oh 'e didn't have t'do that..." she says trying to search for something to say.