She smiled when she thought of Dean and Sam sharing the backseat to play. Then she laughed quietly when she tried to picture Sam, long legged Sam, trying to fit in the back before it became just the two of them. Then her mind switched to Dean and she sighed. The hunter was dangerous to her in more ways than one. He was smarter than he let on, he was devoted to family, he protected the innocent, he was cocky and so self-assured but instead of turning her off, Hermione found she quite liked those qualities. They had been flirting since Dean accepted her as a good witch and hadn’t let up six months later.