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[unchosen_son]

Sam was having a definite misunderstanding with the bookcase

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[poison_lipstick]

Saffron arched an amused eyebrow at the kind of reading material Sam seemed to be getting from the shelf. "No, honey, I think something in an A-line would suit you much better," she said teasingly. "Planning for something?"

[unchosen_son]

"Nope," Sam sighed, the exhalation tired as he rubbed a hand over his face, turning his attention to Helen and offering a slight smile. "I'm trying to get stuff for teaching and instead, I'm being bombarded with the best of this seasons' dresses."

[poison_lipstick]

"The shelf does seem to have quite a sense of humor, doesn't it," Saffron replied laughingly. "I thought maybe you had weddings on the brain."

[unchosen_son]

"Nope," Sam lied effortlessly, giving a tiny laugh. "Maybe like, three years ago, but the last thought I had on my mind was debating whether or not I should give my class an essay for their final or be nice and have them make oral presentations."

[poison_lipstick]

"All these magazines, maybe the shelf is trying to hint that you ought to have them do a collage for their final," she commented, going along with it.

[unchosen_son]

"Or plan their perfect wedding day?" he teased lightly, shaking his head. "Yeah, somehow I think that definitely doesn't relate to what I teach in the slightest way possible." He gave a frustrated sigh and pressed a hand to the shelves. "I give up."

[poison_lipstick]

"I'd offer to try for you, but I don't think the shelf would give me what you're looking for either," she said with a slightly apologetic look and shrug. Usually she got either romance novels or books about female serial killers. "What's the name of that fella who teaches the same class you do? Ray? Maybe he could coax the right books out of the shelf."

[unchosen_son]

"I could try, but I'm pretty bound and determined to get it to give me what I want," Sam said with a flash of a smile that promised that he was, at times, just as stubborn as about every other man in the world who refused to stop and ask for directions.

[poison_lipstick]

"I don't doubt it, sugar," Saffron replied, smiling. "How's that class of yours going, anyhow?"

[unchosen_son]

"It's actually pretty good," Sam praised with a glowing grin on his lips. "I mean, once you get past the part where it's a bit weird because some of the students come from places where the supernatural isn't so much of an issue or isn't out in the open, but I'm making slow progress and all."

[poison_lipstick]

It wasn't hard to tell he enjoyed doing it, too. "I bet you're a real good teacher, Sam," Saffron said sincerely. "And I don't exactly know all the details on what you and Dean got up to back home, but I get the feeling you know what you're talking about."

[unchosen_son]

"I just studied a lot," Sam assured with a smile, trying not to make the entire Island come to see him as a freak who killed monsters that went bump in the night. "A lot of books, a lot of mythology lectures, a lot of guest speakers. You know, that kinda thing."

[poison_lipstick]

Saffron arched an eyebrow. "I don't buy that, not after the last Dean made me prove I wasn't a demon when he first met me," she said evenly. "But if you don't want to tell me about it, that's your right."

[unchosen_son]

"He did what?!" Sam reacted with genuine shock and not because of the demon thing but because Helen had absolutely no demonic qualities to her and Sam didn't exactly see any reason to pull a gun on her. "Why?"

[poison_lipstick]

"It's okay, honey," Saffron assured him with a smile. "It was right when he'd showed up here, so I think he was a little on edge at the time. He said some word - christo, I think it was." That was a long while ago. She laughed softly, remembering.

"Our current Dean wasn't too impressed with himself when I told him. He said the previous him should have just sniffed me for sulfur."

[unchosen_son]

"Yeah, but...seriously, why?" Sam asked again, trying to figure out if Dean had maybe been extra paranoid or something, but eventually, he shook it off, thinking that there was probably a good reason. "So wait, you don't think Dean is a freak or anything?"