Learning how to shoot.

[inthis_together]

Haley wakes up and reaches over to the other side of the bed which comes up empty, still warm though so Dean could not have been up for long. Gently sitting up she looks around to see that her best friend is still asleep in the motel bed next to hers and Deans. With a quick smile Haley sits at the edge of the bed; her hands running through her hair before tying it into a bun at the top of her head; putting on her dressing gown and slippers.

Making her way to the 'lounge' she finds Dean sat at the couch, dissembling his gun. She'll watch him for a few minutes unable to get over the amount of quickness and efficiency it involves, the gun is placed safely down on a nearby table before she approaches him. She does so with little noise but enough for Dean to realise her presence.

"Will you teach me? How to shoot, I mean?" The words are mumbled as she presses a kiss to the side of his temple, giving his shoulders a rub.

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[inthis_together]

Before she knows whats going on Haley realises that she's being lifted from off the ground, in response she presses her face into his neck whispering. "Thank you, baby. I'm certainly pleased with that." Once back on the gravel she cannot contain the grin on her lips, taking the gun from his hand she asks. "Can we go again?"

Placing herself into position she was in previously she takes off the safety before holding the gun the way that Dean had taught her, this time aiming for the middle of the next bottle rather then the top. Giving Dean a wink before she proceeds.

[officerzeppelin]

"Okay - both eyes open, remember to breathe, feet on the ground." These are the same things his dad had taught him so many years ago, a mantra he repeated to himself so many times, he'd forgotten it. Once, he'd imagined teaching his own children (though for recreation and not the purpose he'd learned). It's a little bittersweet to have to teach Haley because she needed to know rather than just for fun, but he's still grateful for the opportunity.

[inthis_together]

She looks at him for a second, a puzzled look on her features, she quickly taker her lip between her teeth, teasing him.
"If I forgot to breath, Dean. You'd be without a girlfriend." Winking at him she fires the gun.

It may have been irresponsible but she's pretty confident of shooting in the right direction. Looking back she's managed to shoot the can right in the middle, putting the safety lock on Haley puts the gun in her jeans waistband, throwing her hands around his neck. "Who knew I'd be such a great student?"

[officerzeppelin]

When she makes another shot, Dean exhales - apparently, he was the one who needed reminding about breathing. He covers his nerves by dropping a kiss onto her lips. He pulls back, beaming down at her.

"Well, you have a great teacher." He wraps his arms around her, careful of the gun. "Want to try something more advanced?" He waggles his eyebrows suggestively, though he is really just planning on taking her a few more paces away from the targets.

[inthis_together]

She can't help but watch him take a deep breath, a smile passes her lips as they come closer together, she'll never get bored of looking at his handsome face. Haley hadn't expected her life to turn out this way but there are so many positives to go with the negatives they've experienced and she's come to accept that the negative usually outweigh the positives. Kissing him back she presses herself into his neck for a short while, enjoying this new closeness they are getting between them.

"I'll trust you with whatever you decide. However, even I can figure out what your more advanced version of shooting a gun is." Haley sniggers, again teasing him by pulling her lip between her teeth and putting a hand on her hip for emphasis.