Sorry this took so long. Since I had originally posted this story as a one-shot, I hadn't thought this far ahead so it took me awhile. :-) My muse is only just learning to crawl so it's slow going. LOL There will be good stuff coming down the line as soon as the witch is taken care of. So stay tuned. ;-)

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They drove back to their respective hotel rooms and got cleaned up after traipsing through the woods. They had agreed to meet at a local diner for dinner to share information and decide what to do next.

Sam and Dean arrived at the diner and picked a booth at the back. "You know, Sam. There are easier ways of picking up chicks. Did you have to lose the witch in the process?" Dean snarked.

"Dude! Would you just drop it?!" Sam hissed between clenched teeth. Dean had been harassing him mercilessly, since hearing the story on the way back to the hotel. "I told you; we surprised each other and the witch got the drop on us, our feet got tangled allowing her to push us into the closet, and then lock us in. End of story."

"Oh, I don't think that's quite the end of the story. C'mon, Sammy. You can tell me. You went for it, didn't you?" Dean said with an eager look on his face.

"There's nothing to tell, Dean. And I don't want you saying anything in front of Lexi, either." Blushing slightly, Sam gave his brother a warning look.

Dean snickered with a knowing look but raised his hands in surrender and replied, "Fine, dude, whatever you say." just as Lexi walked in the door.

Lexi was excited about seeing Sam again. She had passed over her usual hunting wardrobe of t-shirt, faded jeans and ponytail for something a little nicer. She had left her hair down and it gently swayed about her shoulders as she walked back to the booth. She was wearing a dark blue clinging knit top with a scoop neck that showed some cleavage and black jeans that hugged her in all the right places.

She was turning the heads of some of the male customers in the diner. Dean's eyebrows shot up and an approving smile creased his face, confirming the opinions of those around them, but it was only Sam that she was looking at.

He had a welcoming smile on his face. He thought she looked even more stunning than she had when they met. Sam was not a 'one night stand' kind of guy. He liked to get to know the women he was intimate with, which made each encounter special but few and far between. Maybe that was why Lexi was having such an affect on him. His eyes were drawn to her silky hair cascading around her shoulders. All I want to do is run my hands through her hair while I kiss those sweet lips. It was all he could do not to let his body betray his thoughts. But before he could hide it, Lexi saw a brief flash of desire cross his face and his Adams apple bobbed up and down as he tried to swallow the lump in his throat. It made her stomach flutter. She was glad to see his interest in her hadn't waned, because she hadn't been able to stop thinking about him since they'd parted ways. She was hoping that working this job together would allow her to get to know him better. She may be physically attracted to the guy, but she wasn't the type of girl to hop into bed casually, even if it had been awhile. Man, had it been awhile.

"Hey, guys." Lexi said sliding into the seat across from them. Sitting across from Sam, she noticed his gorgeous hazel eyes; something she hadn't been able to see while in the dark closet. She dropped her eyes to her hands clasped on the table, becoming a little self conscious in his gaze.

"Hey, Lexi." Dean replied.

Sam just smiled and nodded, as he didn't quite trust his voice just yet. Dean looked over at Sam and a silent communication took place between the two. Dean's look saying – Dude, what the hell? Sam's helpless look saying – I don't know what to say. Dean rolled his eyes and smirked as if to say - What a wuss. Lexi watched the quick exchange back and forth between the two brothers with curious amusement.

Thankfully, the awkward moment was interrupted by the waitress coming to take their order. As soon as she left, it was down to business, which they were all more comfortable discussing.

They had pretty much come up with the same information. The witch had originally been part of a group of Wiccans. But as she slowly insisted on using dark spells more and more, the group was forced to expel her. As a result, her revenge was to kill them off one by one. Since the witch needed a personal article of the victim to do her spell, and they had destroyed everything at the abandoned house, she would need to steal something from her victims to complete her mission. The first opportunity for her to do that would be that night. There were only two women left, which meant they would need to split up to watch both houses.

As they finished their meal, Sam spoke up. "Dean, why don't you take the first house; Lexi and I will take the second."

"Yeah, like that worked out so well the first time." Dean snarked.

Sam kicked him under the table and growled, "Dean."

"Oomph. Dude, whatever." He groused back. "Just make sure you stay sharp."

"We will." They both replied. "After all, that's our job." Lexi said giving Dean her sweetest smile. Dean responded with a smirk and raised eyebrow.

They left the diner with Dean walking to his Impala and Sam following Lexi to her '69 Camaro. Dean noticed her gleaming black car and let out a whistle. "Nice wheels."

"Thanks. You have a sweet ride yourself."

"Well at least you've got good taste in cars." Giving a pointed look, he raised his eyebrows and nodded in Sam's direction with a grin.

"Not funny, Dude." Sam deadpanned.

Lexi shook her head with a smile on her face. "See ya later, Dean."

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Let me know what you think so far. Please R&R.