This isn't normal. [Open to dude_imbatman]

[giveandforgive]

Brooke woke up feeling like the whole world had changed. She knew what it felt like to belong in their house, and what it had felt like before, when everything had been new. It had taken her a while to get used to living in Lawrence, because Lawrence was not Tree Hill. For the first few months, she hadn't felt like it was her home. They'd finally

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[dude_imbatman]

"Five more minutes," Dean grumbled at Brooke's first poke. He turned over and buried his face in the pillow. She poked him again and he grumbled louder but he also opened his eyes.

"Brooke, Baby, go back to sleep."

[giveandforgive]

"Don't you 'Baby' me, Dean Winchester," she answered, poking him again, and then a few more times in rapid succession. "If that's even your real name." She could have been dealing better, but she knew it was probably his fault.

[dude_imbatman]

Okay that had Dean confused enough to actually sit up. "Huh?" he asked as he pushed up on his elbows then scrubbed a hand over his face in an attempt to wake up.

"Brooke...what the hell? Of course that's my real name."

[giveandforgive]

She shook her head. 'What the hell?' She wanted to the answer to that one too, along with 'Why couldn't you just ask me out like a normal person?'. "What did you do to me?"

[dude_imbatman]

Dean stared at her completely confused. "...you mean other than what I did to you last night?"

[giveandforgive]

That made Brooke glare at him and raise the sheet around her a little higher. "Put on some pants!" Her voice was practically a scream. "Now!"

[dude_imbatman]

"Jesus Christ on a stick, woman," Dean grumbled as he got out of bed and started looking for his pants. "I don't know where my fucking pants are!" he sort of yelled back at her then in lieu of pants grabbed a tee shirt and put it on.

[giveandforgive]

Cue Brooke rubbing her hands over her eyes and flopping back against the bed. "Dean," she grumbled, frustrated that he didn't seem to know anything at all. "I know everything." She had two sets of memories, but one stopped after a certain point. Then it was just her life in Kansas. He had to have been part of it somehow.

[dude_imbatman]

Dean had no idea what was going on. It was a fairly common state for him. "Good," he grumbled, still standing in his tee shirt and nothing else. "You can tell me where the hell my damn pants are."

[giveandforgive]

"I don't care about your fucking pants, Dean!" Well she did, or she had, but now that he was coherent enough to talk to, his downstairs brain wasn't the main issue on the table. "Why am I here? What is this?"

[dude_imbatman]

"You cared enough about them to wake me up and tell me to put them on!" Dean responded. At the second part of her rant he gave her another thoroughly confused look. Classic 'bwah' Dean Winchester style. Slowly comprehension (he thought) dawned. "Oh shit. You and Mom have been talking weddings again haven't you? Crap...Brooke...yes I want to fucking marry you. Just-you know...in my own damn time because it's what I want and not because you and Mom have some damn craving for wedding cake and veils or some shit."

[giveandforgive]

At first, Brooke was offended by that. He thought this was about roping him in to marriage? Considering everything, marrying her was the absolute least he could have done, and he should have been happy about it. He'd brainwashed her to make this happen! "I am not craving veils or some shit! And after what you did to me, I think you owe it to me to not be such a jerk about--" she stopped, completely thrown by something Dean had said.

"...You really want to marry me?" The 'in my own damn time' comment aside, it was the most solid response she'd ever gotten from him about the topic.

[dude_imbatman]

Dean looked up at her, one eyebrow quirking up a bit. "Yeah."

[giveandforgive]

She sat up, momentarily forgetting about Tree Hill and Julian, and Sawyer Brooke Scott. "You never told me that." Unfortunately, that prompted a reminder of all the things that she didn't know about, and Brooke was back to being annoyed. "You would say it now that I know about my real boyfriend."

[dude_imbatman]

And it was back to that confused 'what the hell are you talking about' look.

"Bwah? Your real boyfriend? What am I? Your fake one?"

[giveandforgive]

"Something like that," Brooke muttered, rolling her eyes. "Get back in bed." She was over the lack of pants, it wasn't anything she had seen before. "His name is Julian Baker and he's a film producer." She cringed, thinking about how her name would have been Brooke Baker if she had married him. "He dated Peyton after she broke up with Lucas. When he came to Tree Hill, she was engaged to Luke and he wanted to get her back."