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It's the Most Terrible Time of Year [Mistletoe, Open]

Dean was just coming back from the hangar after giving his baby a thorough check-over. He wanted to make sure her engine was purring as she normally did. After checking her fluids, and lines, he was pretty satisfied with his findings. The plantsuit sucked, but it did a nice job of losing the grease. Still, he'd take a hot shower any day over a creepy ass throbbing plant hugging his body.

He then came to an abrupt halt as a cheery and familiar voice intoned overhead, "

Please do not attempt to leave the vicinity until you have participated. Participation is required. Why wouldn't you want to participate?

"

"Hey! Hey, enough of this crap, let me out!" What the hell was going on. His green eyes then were directed upward. Mistletoe? Mistletoe shouldn't have the effect of a devil's trap or a fiery ring of holy oil on humans. None of his research included that option. Unless the damn stuff had a spell to it.

Great, well hopefully one of the ship's hot chicks will stop by and take pity on his cute features to free him.

....Any time now. Yeah.

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Of course she can't make it to her room without running into another person who'd be caught by GLaDoS' mistletoe.

Sighing, she eyed the man almost warily. "Having problems?"

Remembering meeting her in the medbay, and his conversation with Spiderman on the comms (and man that was still really weird to get used to), Dean grinned over at her.

"Hey Jean, great. Wanted to ask you about something, and uh got a little stuck."

"Oh?" Jean asked, crossing her arms as she watched Dean. "Well here I am, what did you want to ask?"

"Uh, well I'd like to get unstuck and go someplace quieter to talk. I don't mean it in a pickup way either. Info's on a need to know basis."

Jean sighs and then frowns. "Fine, I'll help you out- but don't get any ideas!" She informed him and then slowly began moving toward him. "If you do, you'll be hurting. Just a fair warning. Deal?"

"Whoa, wouldn't even try it." Dean likes his brains unscrambled, thanks!

"Good," she said with an almost pleasant smile. She realy can't believe she's going to be doing this.

Closing the distance between them, she leans in and gives him a quick kiss on the lips. Nothing more than a peck really, but it wasn't like she was going to make this into some make-out session.

He couldn't resist the smile at that, and the disappointment it couldn't be longer.

Still it got the job done as he stepped forward.

"Thanks. So, uh, library be quiet enough or you got an office? It's about a little recent visit to somebody paid to a few people around here."

Even as his mind was thinking, 'Seer. Big trouble coming.'

"Well I have an office in the medlab, but the library would probably be quieter," she said and began to walk in that diection.

"The Seer? I.. had an experience with him myself. Did you see him too?"

Dean made a fast quiet motion with his finger against his mouth.

He drew closer to whisper, "Not here, and yeah I did."

Jean's eyebrows shot up in surprise, but she nodded. She supposed she could have had a telepathic conversation with him of sorts - but well she wasn't quite sure she wanted to be inside his thoughts to be perfectly honest.

"Oh, OK..." She murmured and picked up her pace a little. Now he had her curious as to what he had to say about the Seer.

He nodded back, and nope, he likes his thoughts to himself still. Dean remained quiet along the rest of the walk. He wasn't going to speak again until they're inside.

A couple of minutes later Jean stepped inside the media library and quickly scanned the area. Not sensing anyone else around, she turned to face Dean. "Alright, so what's going on?"

Dean walked over to lean against the wall. He was half tempted to salt the doorway, but held off.

"This Seer guy wants stuff kept to the QT. I'm not sure what he told you, anything about nightmares? Needing psychics to help stop this nightmare guy?"

"He told me that we'd need to train the others in hopes that they'd be able to resist this dark abomination.." She looks a little confused. "What exactly did he tell you?"

Well, she wasn't a hot chick, but she was a cute little girl who knew about the kiss on the cheek thing?

Dani had been trying to get to her room and avoid the mistletoe, but not with the best of luck. she ended up having to take other routes because there was mistletoe ahead and now she had ended up by the hangar.

And saw Dean. She had thinking about passing by, but...well, it sucked to be stuck.

So, she stopped a few feet away from him, hovering in the air. She was, after all, in ghost mode. Because she liked the hazmat suit over the plant suit. "Hey, need help?" She asked.

Dean gave her a long look of dude wtf? He also blinked.

"Yeah..." Wary expression, and wondering if he needed to grab out some salt.

Dani saw the look of confusion. "Oh, half ghost. Ghost powers. Why I'm floating," she explained like it was perfectly normal to explain. "A lot of people have powers on board."

And then she flew over and kissed his cheek. "There ya go! All free." After doing this a few times, she had decided it'd be fine to kiss people's cheeks without it being weird. After all, everyone was doing something they weren't comfortable with too.

Half ghost, how can somebody be only half a ghost? Not like ghosts bleed or can get it on with the living.

Wait... he just got a visual of that second one, and EW!

Dean was still confused and wary, and flinched slightly at the kiss. Freaking cold.

"Thanks..." He stepped out of the way of the mistletoe, but still on the defense.

People can be half ghosts through the power of SCIENCE!

Dani pulled back after the kiss, smiling at him. "You're welcome," she said cheerfully.

Then she tilted her head, looking curious. "You okay? You seem nervous."

Well she's not attacking him so there wasn't the urgency to do a salt and burn. That's a nice change at least, and she did help.

"Just don't get half ghosts where I come from. Just the full kind." And they're a lot meaner and uglier.

"Oh, is that it. Well, a half ghost is pretty rare. There's a big scientific explanation for it that I don't quite understand yet, but I'm working on it," Dani said, rather casual about it. "There was only three back home."

Is completely not a hot chick, but couldn't resist the hot guy that was trapped. He laughed a bit and crossed his arms over his chest as he easily hovered over the ground.

"Got yourself stuck I see."

"Yeah laugh it up," Dean grumbled back at him, his arms folded in front of him.

"Bet it's already happened to you or will the way this is going."

"A few times, but I got out. Seems like you've been stuck for a while." He laughed a bit and tilted his head. "Want some help?" and in the back of his mind, he's screaming. He's got a boyfriend, yet here he is, asking if a hot guy needs help escaping from mistletoe.

Dean shrugged, trying to play cool. "Not that long, and uh dude, no offense? I don't swing that way."

He shrugged and turned to walk away. "Your loss then, Dean. Good luck finding another person to save you."

Aw hell.

Dean considered it, and then grumbled to himself. He really hated being stuck like this. Never liked getting stuck in cramped places.

"Hey, hey! Get back here!"

He then pointed a finger, "This doesn't go anywhere else, you hear me?" Because Dean was all about the ladies. (Unless you count possible awkwardness with a certain angel at times.)

Billy laughed and nodded. He'd just add Dean to the list of people he's kissed that he's never telling anyone about. So far, the count was up to two.

"Sure, I get it." He moved into the bubble and placed a kiss onto Dean's cheek, then smiled.

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It's the Most Terrible Time of Year [Mistletoe, Open]

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Just cause I want her to meet the demon hunter.

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