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Dean has been back in Metropolis for a while.

He just hasn't gone to see the girls. The thought of the bitching they're gonna dish out for him taking off is a bit offputting -- and besides, he really needs to find more books with some reliable information for the farm ghost situation.

(Or at least, that's an excuse.)

He's in what's left of the Metropolis City Library at the moment, poking through old reference books with dirty hands and occasionally shoving a near-priceless tome roughly into his knapsack. Dean's respect for books, let him show you it.

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Rachel considers this for a moment, tongue between her teeth.

"...what's the job?"

Dean raises one eyebrow, frowning.

"... gettin' a girl back into her body. Bringing a different girl back from the dead."

Rachel considers this a little more, looking a bit more perplexed.

"...so ...nothing that needs to actually be fought."

"Not unless we get lucky."

Dean looks slightly wistful. He likes fights.

Rachel is slightly useless if there isn't a fight. If anything, she looks uncomfortable, arms crossing. "...I appreciate it. I'm just not seeing what exactly what I'd be a help with."

"Well, shit, I dunno." Dean shrugs. "Don't come if y'don't wanna. I just figure you and Jo are close."

"...about as 'close' as you and I are," Rachel replies, blinking with surprise - and even using the finger quotations. "If you don't want me there, don't ask. I don't want to get in the way."

"Or give you another chance to watch a tiny, angry girl scream at me either."

Dean glares at her -- and then snorts with amusement. "Well, it's her boyfriend who's the one askin'. He promised me he'd keep her away.

"I don't not-want y'there, Rachel. I just think y'might be useful. I don't really know what I'm doin' either. Usually I send ghosts on, not bring 'em back."

Rachel smirks a little back - and shrugs.

"All right. Count me in."

She'll just find hunting projects on the side, if she needs to.

Dean grins at her. "Sweet. You got anythin' keeping y'here, or you OK to head off tonight?"

Rachel shrugs, hands spread to take in everything on her - which doesn't appear to be anything but the clothes on her back and the holster on her hip. "I'm okay to head off right now. You and Jo just let me know when."

"Sweet," Dean says again, happily. "I gotta find a bit more info first. You got anything on bringin' ghosts back t'life?"

"...you're talking to the wrong person. When the aliens show up that you need to get rid of, then you ask for my expertise."

"Just checkin." Dean looks completely unsurprised. "A'ight, lemme get back t'the books then. I'll leave you t'the aliens."

"I'd be happy if they'd just show up, at this point." Rachel smirks and tilts her head, trying to catch the titles on the books he's holding. "Since I'm low on aliens, need help on the books?"

"Yeah, definitely." Dean's smile this time is faint. "Freaking hate research. Usually m'-- usually someone else does it. I freaking miss the internet, though, man."

Wrinkling her nose at that, Rachel pushes off from the bookshelf. "Well, I never had to do any ghost research," she notes, coming over to look at some of the books he has on the table, "but I've written a ten page term paper on a book I didn't read in a night. I can do some actual research."

"Sweet." Dean hands her a couple of the books, and then takes one back and chucks her a different one. "You ever read much about myths and legends? Historical ones, not fantasy crap."

"Nope." She takes the books and flops into the nearest chair, flipping through the first one. "Can't be much different from mythology class."

"Yeah, most of it's crap." Dean's frowning slightly. "Just pick out the bits that aren't, we'll give those to Sokka."

Nodding, Rachel lounges and finds a chapter that looks interesting. "Works for me."

She'll just steal a notebook and a pen and get to work.

Studying, as it turns out, is oddly calming in its normality.

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