Sorry this took so long! I promise I'll try not to make the next chapter take as long. Should I end this on chapter ten or chapter twelve...? I was thinking the companion scene with Cas and the Doctor at the diner to this one then maybe Sam reflecting on the whole experience and then finally, Rose and the Doctor going back to their right universe. Let me know what you guys want :) Reviews will help me write faster you know... just throwing that out there... 0:)

CHAPTER NINE

Rose and the Doctor had decided to stick around for a couple more days to help Sam and Castiel go over the town with a fine-tooth comb, make sure none of the people who'd been attacked but not killed were going to turn, cleaning up their incident in the woods, etc. Dean was on bed rest with his leg still healing and during those couple days, Cas usually stayed with the injured hunter to keep him company and help him get around the motel room without hurting himself again (don't ask, Dean's still not ready to talk about it and the Doctor still won't look him in the eye - seriously, you're supposed to be naked in the shower, not Dean's fault that his leg is crap).

Today, however, Sam needed Cas to do some angel-scouting of the town diner to make sure that these three weirdly ominous guys weren't demons or something equally bad. So for the first time in this little encounter, Rose and Dean were left alone together and it was really fucking weird. Or at least, they both were expecting it to be.

"So... what's it like being in love with an angel?"

Okay, it definitely just got weirder than Dean was expecting it to be. He spat out the sip of beer he had in his mouth and gaped at Rose, "What?!" She grinned and leaned back more on the bed opposite Dean, her expression somewhere close to predatory as she drawled out the question again like he was dense and not getting it, "What's it like being in love with an angel?" Dean opened and closed his mouth a few times, glaring at her before laying back against the pillows, redirecting his attention to the TV and definitely not pouting, "I'm not in... love with an angel." Rose rolled her eyes and smirked over at him, "Dean, Cas told me everything." He hesitated for a second and took another swig of his beer, "...What's it like being in love with a time lord?" Hah, take that!

The other bed was silent for a couple minutes and just when Dean thought he'd avoided having this conversation Rose sighed and bit her lip, "It's... hard, I guess. Knowing what I know and not really knowing how to deal with it... yeah, it's hard." Shit. That's actually something that Dean gets and god dammit, is he really going to have a chick flick moment with some random British chick that's in love with a fucking alien? Oh man, Sammy's gonna kill him if he ever finds out. "Yeah... I get that." Rose looked up at him but didn't interrupt and let him finish his thought, "It's weird knowing that I'm something that he could break without even thinking about it but I know - "

"But you know that he never would," Rose finished for him. Dean smiled a little, still staring at his hands peeling the label off his beer bottle, "Exactly." She leaned over and grabbed a beer from the cooler in between the two beds, "And the whole hundreds of years old thing..." Dean snorted, "Cas is supposed to be like a couple thousand years old and sometimes I have to actually stop and remind myself. Like one time Sam made us watch this thing on the History Channel and Cas spent the entire documentary telling us how it actually happened. He was there." Rose leaned back on her bed again and grinned a little at that, "I wonder if they ever crossed paths and they just don't recognize each other in their current bodies..." Dean leaned up so he could give her a bitchface and pretended that didn't hurt his leg like a fucking bitch, "Aren't you guys from like a parallel universe or whatever?" She laughed and shrugged, "Well yeah but we're here now, aren't we? I haven't known the Doctor for long but I'd imagine this isn't his first extended stay in an alternative universe."

Dean thought about this for a second before nodding and relaxing back against the pillows again, making a mental note not to lean up that fast again for at least another day, "So what did Cas tell you about... us? Me and him, I mean." Rose hummed and took a sip of her beer (partially so she could recall it and partially because it was a little fun to make Dean think that she knew everything), "Well he and Sam explained how you two got together. Frankly from what I've heard, I'm shocked it took you two so long to grow a pair and just shag." At Dean's somewhat confused face she rolled her eyes, "Shag. Fucked. I'm shocked it took you so long to fuck." Dean scowled a little, "Hey, I know what shag means. I was offended by the insinuation that I was chickenshit." Rose eyed him a little pointedly with a smirk, "Well weren't you a little 'chicken-shit' as you say?"

They tried to stare each other into submission for a couple minutes before Dean sighed and crossed his arms, "...Okay fine, maybe I was a little but you can't tell me lusting after an actual Angel of the god damn Lord, redundancies aside, wouldn't freak you out." Rose threw her head back and laughed like he'd just said the funniest thing in the universe, "Mate, I'm in love with an alien from another planet that doesn't even exist anymore! How the hell do you think I felt?!" She was doubled-over laughing on the bed, "I mean fuck's sake, he's nine HUNDRED AND FOUR years old! He took me to the end of the Earth on our first date and then we got chips! He flirted with a plant-lady and I got insulted by a skin trampoline-woman!" Dean had been trying not to laugh during this and remain the stoic one but fuck it, "Plant lady?!" Rose nodded and then they were both laughing so hard there were tears in their eyes as they exchanged their favorite 'my boyfriend is a weirdo' stories.

"So so - he's gonna die tomorrow, right? Of course I take him to a brothel to lose his virginity and jesus christ - the poor girl gets him to the back room and Cas looks her in the eye and goes, 'Your father left because he hated his job at the post office!'" Rose almost choked on the sip of beer she'd tried to drink before dissolving into hysterics again, "He forgot to bring a present so he brought air from his lungs and BREATHED ON THEM! AND THEY WERE HONORED!" Dean lost his shit and spit out some of his beer, "No way! I call bullshit!" She was laughing too hard to answer completely seriously but Rose covered her face and nodded, "I swear on my life!"

This goes on for a while with other stories: "So we're standing there in the middle of the battle field of two archangels and Cas comes in with a fucking holy oil molotov cocktail and goes, 'Hey assbutt!' before burning MICHAEL, OKAY. AND LUCIFER TURNS TO HIM AND GOES, 'Castiel, did you just molotov my brother?' AND THE FUCKER HESITATES FOR A SECOND BEFORE, 'Uh... no?'" (Rose actually fell off the bed imagining this she was laughing so hard).

"The first time he came in our flat my mum hit on him!"

"HE DRANK A LIQUOR STORE."

"HE QUOTED THE LION KING TO ALIENS THAT WERE TRYING TO INVADE EARTH!"

"HE WAS LIKE, 'I WAS BEING BAD COP'!"

"HE THOUGHT I WAS TALKING ABOUT HIS HAIR!"

"SO I'M DEAD AND THE FUCKER GOES, 'CONDOLENCES'."

They both laughed about that one for a while and when they calmed down it was quiet for a while. Dean broke the silence first after he finished off his beer (finally) and looked over at Rose, "So why'd Cas tell you to talk to me?" She tried to deny it and held up both of her hands but Dean cut her off, "I appreciate you trying to keep your promise to him but man, you're a really shitty liar and Cas hates talking about this stuff just as much as I do. So... why?" Rose smiled down at the bottle in her hands, "He said we had a lot in common. That he could see my soul and that I wanted a person who could... understand what it's like, you know. Loving someone who I'm not even sure can love me back. Cas said he knew you'd tried talking to Sam about some stuff but it got too weird and that you might appreciate someone who... isn't from this dimension even, to talk about it with."

Dean was a little surprised and honestly wasn't really sure what to say about that so he just settled on being a friend, "He does love you." Rose looked over at him and quirked an eyebrow making Dean laugh a little nervously and shrug, "I just... he loves you. The Doctor." She bit her lip and tried not to smile too much, "...Think so?" Dean couldn't have helped the fond smile he had on his face if he tried, "I'd bet my reputation as a hunter on it."

"Thanks Dean..." Rose looked over at the other bed where Dean had refocused his attention back on the TV, "You know Cas loves you, right?" If it hadn't been for his hand hesitating to bring the beer bottle to his lips Rose wouldn't have known he'd even heard her. "He loves you a lot Dean and I don't care if I have to steal the TARDIS and fly myself back here, but if you hurt him I will kill you." Dean actually laughed at that a little too loudly (in Rose's opinion) and went back to watching TV. "I wouldn't dream of it," he said so softly that she almost didn't hear it.

Rose smiled a little at that, quite pleased with herself, and nodded, "Good. Now shush, I'm trying to see who Dr. Sexy is going to take into the OR with him. If he chooses her the whole show is going to be fucked up forever..." She shook her head exasperatedly and Dean grinned, "I knew I liked you."