"Oh come on! You act like I don't hear you humming Shake It Off!" Laurel pouts.
"No, I don't." Dean replies, trying not to grin. Laurel narrows her eyes.
"Why can't it be Wildest Dreams?" She complains. Dean pulls her close to him.
"Why can't it be Carry On Wayward Son?"
"You two aren't even married yet, and you argue like an old couple." Laurel's sister, Sara, chuckles. Laurel turns to her sister.
"What do you think?"
"Personally, I would choose Cosmic Love." The small blonde grins. Laurel rolls her eyes.
"It's Wildest Dreams."
"Carry On Wayward Son."
"No, it's going to be a Taylor Swift song."
"Nope, it's going to be a classic rock song."
"Dean."
"Laurel." He mocks, kissing the top of her head. Laurel purses her lips at him.
"I hate you."
"No you don't. You love me." He grins at her.
"No I don't." She tries not to laugh.
"Then why are you marrying me?"
"Out of pity." The shock on his face was legitimate. He pulls away from her.
"Oh..."
"Dean, I was joking." She wraps her arms around his waist. "I really do love you." He picks her up, bridal style. "Getting your practice?" She smirks.
"No." He drops her on the floor.
"Dean! That hurt my ass! You son of a bitch!" She jumps to her feet, and Dean runs away from her. She chases him out the door of her apartment, and tackles him in the hallway. He laughs, and picks her up again.
"I won't drop you." He says, grinning.
"You're such an ass." Laurel laughs.
"Our wedding song is Carry On Wayward Son."
"It's Wildest Dreams!" She hits his arm.
"Sara told me you two were arguing." Sam's voice interrupts the argument. "So, why don't you do both?"
"That's a great idea!" Sam, Laurel, and Dean walk into the apartment. Sara was sitting on the couch.
"So, it's settled then?"