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Caritas; Saturday Evening

After spending the afternoon getting, ah, familiar with his scarf in the Biblical sense, Chuck decided to give Marion the night off and open up Caritas himself. It would give his scarf something to do that didn't involve sex and it would give him a chance to recover from the last few days. His face still hurt like a bitch.

"Chuck, Chuck? Can I play with Tino?"

Chuck placed his glass of scotch over his eye and gave his scarf a smile. "No, scarf. You don't know where that's been."

"Can you and I have sex again then?"

"Later, I promise."

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"My Baby is hot," Dean agreed.

"You guys sleep together yet?" Chuck asked.

"I wanted a drink first," Impala said. "Cause once we start I don't plan on stopping any time soon."

"Thinking ahead, I see. Very wise," Chuck said with a nod.

"I'm awesome like that," Impala said.

"That's my girl," Dean said proudly.

"My scarf lacked your foresight. Can't blame her though." He was irresistible. "I did manage to keep her hands off of me until we got to the dorms. Last thing I need is Sam bitching at me."

"Sam tried to tell me I couldn't have sex," Impala said.

Chuck rolled his eyes. "Sam would."

"I love him, but Sam has issues about sex," Impala said with a sigh.

"Tell me about it. I've never seen anything like it," Chuck said. "It's kind of sad, actually."

Dean cleared his throat. "That is my little brother you're bad mouthing," he pointed out.

"I'm not bad mouthing," Chuck insisted. "I'm expressing concern over his lack of sex drive."

"Sam has a sex drive. He just... doesn't like talking about it," Dean said, realizing that wasn't exactly a overly enthusiastic defense.

"He apparently said someone that looks like that--" Chuck pointed at Impala. "--shouldn't have sex."

"He's kinda stuck on her being a car. My car," Dean explained. "I mean she's the closest thing to home we had growing up. He's the same way about Dad and sex."

"He's the same way about you and sex too." Well. At least about Dean and sex with him.

"No, he actually accepts I have sex," Dean said. "He just doesn't want to hear the details much. Or so he says."

"Yeah, it didn't take me long to realize that if I want to get him to stop nagging at me all I have to do is talk about sex and he'll run away," Chuck said with a smirk.

"You shouldn't harass Sam though," Impala said. "Because then I might have to run you over."

"Oh I wouldn't dream of it," Chuck said.

"Sure you would," Dean said easily. "I've met you, remember?"

"Well she didn't know that until you said something," Chuck said. Although the bruises probably did give something away.

"I listen to Sam and Dean all the time when we're driving places," Impala informed him with a smile. "I know all about what a douchebag you are."

"Aww, I didn't realize I was a topic of conversation," Chuck said. "I'm touched."

Impala leaned closer. "You will be if you hurt either one of them," she told Chuck in a soft voice meant not to be overheard. "I can fit a body in my trunk. Just remember that."

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