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What do you have for me?

Damn, no pie? pouts

Nothing you could eat--

*Grins* ...Open your mouth and close your eyes, and when they open you'll get a big surprise.

His brow raised a bit and he eyed her a moment.

That sounds vaguely dirty.

He studied her, he did trust her so he closed his eyes then and opened his mouth a little.

Does it?

*She nonchalantly remarks while leaning back on her heels, trying her best to look innocent and sweet as mom and apple pie but considering the source, it was a loaded proposition at best. However, when Dean trusted her, Jo would not disappoint. She knew she would reward his faith every time. Then tilting her head, she replaced her quick, stolen kiss with a thin, but sturdy, postcard on his parted lips, before leaning back with a sly smile.*

Open locks...

He perked a brow opening his eyes and took the post card out of his mouth glancing at her. He looked down to see what was on the card studying it.

It did yes.

Can't help if your mind's dirty?

*Jo could barely wipe the smile from her face as a mystified Dean examined the card. The postcard (http://www.itsnature.org/Wild_Travels/images/article-images/Grand_Canyon5.jpg) was colorful but nothing extraordinary. The front displayed a colorful picturesque view of America’s Grand Canyon. The back was clear except for the black penned words: "Can you see it?"*

His brow raised as he looked over the card and saw the words written on the back and glanced up at her then.

We going to the Grand Canyon?

Yup.

*She simple nodded. Her smile spilling over like a child catching sight of a long-awaited Christmas present. This trip would be as much a gift for her as she hoped it would be for him. He deserved it. Jo could only hope Dean would actually let himself enjoy it.*

Of course his mind automatically went work related a moment and she could tell by his face as he tried to guess what they were after.

When are we going?

*She caught that! From the slight lift in her eyebrow then momentarily furrow, that sidelong look and curious glimmer in back of her brown eyes, it wasn't hard to know Jo's mind shadowed Dean's.*

Two days. Pack light. No angel, no heavy artillery.

He glanced up then and blinked a bit at her words. His head tilted slightly then he smiled a bit.

Wait, you are taking me on an actual vacation?

Oh don't act so surprised.

*She smirked and rolled off his astonishment and gratitude with her general hunter bravado masking her amusement.* You're no good to me worn out.

Thought you could do with a break. You're gettin' a lil frayed around the edges.

Hey! I am not frayed around the edges.

He gruffed a bit much like his father would then leaned forward and kissed her softly and smiled.

Thank you Jo.