Dean got out of the car and walked to where the drunk and I were.

"Got a problem here?" Dean asked sternly with no emotion on his face.

"No man, is this your bitch?" the drunk said.

"Yes, now get out of here!" Dean said with a threatening look. Then the drunk just walked off.

"You OK?" Dean said with concern as he walked over to me. He saw me shaking a little. I was mad that he saw me in such a fragile state.

"Ya I'm fine. Can we just hurry up?" I asked anxiously and kind of moody.

"Sure. So what's the problem?" He asked as he left me standing and walked over to the hood.

"It won't start."

"OK lemme look. Dean looked in and instantly found the problem. He rummaged things around a bit and said, "Start her up." I went into the front, got in and attempted to started it up, and it actually did.

"Now you'll have to go to a mechanic in the morning but this should get you to the motel and to the mechanic tomorrow." As he came up to the drivers window.

"Thank you so much Dean" I said and looked into his eyes. He has the most beautiful hazel eyes I had ever seen. I think I was starting to fall for him, but at the same time he drove me insane. He was an asshole and the things Sammy told me about him, he was not the guy I go for.

"No problem." He said and gave the famous smirk. I smiled back and put the car in drive and drove off with Dean right behind me. We got to the hotel and I started walking to get a room when Dean stopped me.

"Where ya goin?" he asked.

"To get a room." I said with a matter-of-fact tone.

"They're closed."

"What do you mean they're closed" as I looked closer I could see that there were no lights on.

"You can bunk with us tonight." Dean said. I moaned in frustration.

"OK" I said. I wasn't going to sleep in my car like I usually do because I had that strange feeling in my gut that was telling me to stay close to these guys. Really close.

We walked into the Winchesters hotel room. Sammy was passed out cold on his bed, and of course he was sprawled out. Dean went over to his bed and started to take off his shoes. I walked over to the chair in the corner of the room. Chair city for me. Fantastic. I got out my lounge wear. You couldn't call them pajamas, they were just sweats, boxers and a tee. I made my way to the bathroom as I passed Dean, he took off his shirt.

'HOT DAMN!' I thought to myself. His body was perfect in every way. I wanted to touch him so bad. I snapped out of my trance before he noticed and made my way to the bathroom. I put on a baby doll 'White Zombie' tee and a pair of boxers. I was going to put on a pair of sweat pants but it has a huge hole in the crotch. I walked out and Dean was just laying there on his bed he still had his jeans on.

"What's wrong?" I asked. He shot up as soon as he realized I was standing there. I guess he was daydreaming.

"Oh nothing just worried is all."

"What do you mean?"

*Deans POV*

I was laying there right after Lexa went into the bathroom and thought about Sammy. Mainly about what Castiel had said if Sammy doesn't stop using his powers. It sent chills down my spine. Out of no where I heard Lexa say, "What's wrong?"

I shot up snapping out of my horrific thoughts.

"Oh nothing just worried is all." I said. Why was I being honest with her I didn't know this chick. But I felt like I have known her for years. Probably because Sammy had told me so much about her. They were really close at one time.

"What do you mean?" she asked. I finally realized what she was wearing. Damn she has a nice body, and she sure is beautiful.

"Sammy." I simply replied

"What's wrong with him?" she said with concern in her voice. I motioned for her to come and sit down next to me and explained to her about the yellow-eyed demon and Sam's powers, and how if he doesn't stop Castiel will kill him.

"So that explains the hatred in your voice when I brought the angel up at the bar." She stated.

"Ya pretty much." There was a small pause.

Then I asked "So if you don't mind me asking what was that small complication when you were trying to find us?"

*Normal POV*

I froze he asked the question that I didn't want to answer. But I felt extremely comfortable around him. Probably because Sammy had told me so much about his big brother. He idolized him even though he would never admit it.

"Well I don't want to but I will because I think you should know, since I'm going to be hanging around you guys for awhile." I said. He nodded. I think he was actually listening.

"I'll sum it up since its long." I said with a little smile. He smiled a little right back. With a sigh and a slightly shaky voice I began my story.

"About 2 months ago when you were risen. Castiel came to me and told me I needed to find you. So I went on this long search for you after about 2 weeks of looking for you I almost gave up. At that two week point I was sitting in a bar having a drink and pondering on what I might do. I walked out of the bar and was jumped by 4 guys. One of them hit my head with a pole and I was knocked unconscious. When I woke up I was in the hospital. I later found out I had been in the hospital for 3 weeks in a coma. I was beaten and rapped almost to death. Which explains why I did so poorly at the motel earlier today. I'm still really weak but I'm getting stronger." I was done with my story and looked up and dean. He had a look of sorrow, disgust, anger, and hatred.

"How could somebody do that? Sometimes I think it should be those kinds of people we should be killing. They cannot be human if they do that to another. They have to be screw up beyond levels of return." he stated.

"I know, your brother told me your views of this world and the people in it four years ago and I doubt they changed much."

"Sorry if I offended you earlier by saying you weren't experienced hunter and all."

"Its fine you didn't know." Then I asked him the big question.

"Dean?"

"Yes"

"What do you remember from hell?"

There was a long moment of silence. I knew this was a sticky subject but so was mine. It was only fair that he told me his.

"You don't want to know. It's everything that you could possibly imagine a hell being but a million times worse." I could sense the fear in his voice and the pain in his eyes. Given the looks and the feelings I was getting from him I decided to drop it, for now, and I probably didn't want to know. Maybe Sammy can get it out of him.

"OK." I said plain and simply. I got up and turned to him.

"Dean that is a very big burden to carry. I understand the the wounds are still fresh and that it might be hard to relive those memories but you need to tell someone. If you don't you'll go insane. You don't need to tell me, you don't need to tell anyone today, tomorrow or next week, but you need to. "t I turned around to go to the chair where I was going to sleep when I felt a hand on my arm and pull me in protest.

"Where are you going Lexa?" Dean asked.

"To sleep on the chair." I said

"Why? You can sleep in the bed I wont bite. I wont even touch you in any way, shape, or form."

"Fine I give up I cant argue with you. Plus I wasn't too sure about waking up with a massive kink in my neck." I said with a smile. I went over to the right side of the bed got under the covers