Chapter 1

Sam, Dean & Sarah had just finished up a job involving Cassie, Dean's' first love. They were just about to hit the road and find their next case but Dean was taking his sweet time saying goodbye to Cassie. Sarah watched for a moment as Dean and Cassie kissed passionately when something deep inside of her broke. She felt like her insides were being ripped out. Sam's chuckling brought Sarah back to reality. She looked as Sam and saw how much he enjoyed seeing his brother happy. Neither brother noticed that Sarah quietly got into the backseat of the car and silently crumbled from her heartache.

After what seemed like eternity Dean got in the car and started to drive off. Sarah willed herself to sleep so that she wouldn't have to listen to Dean talk or see that stupid grin on his face.

10 hours later they pulled over at a motel in New Castle, Virginia.

"What, were stopping? We're like halfway to Bobby's. Let's just keep going." Sarah said getting curious looks from Dean and Sam. "I'll drive if you're tired."

"We've been on the road for 15 hours; don't you think it's time for us to get some rest? We'll get to Bobby's' in a day or two. What's your rush?" Dean said questioning Sarah.

"Never mind, I just miss Bobby." Sarah stated.

"Well, he would want us there in one piece and there's no telling with your driving. So let's go get a room, ok?"

"Fine," Sarah said glaring at Dean, then walking past him into the motel lobby.

"I would like a room please." Sarah told the creep behind the counter. She looked over at Dean then added, "Make that, two rooms."

Dean gave her a shocked expression then said to the motel guy, "No just the one room."

Sarah rolled her eyes at him and walk back outside. Moments later Dean burst through the lobby doors and walked directly to Sarah.

"What the hell is your problem?" He growled at her.

"I don't have a problem. I just wanted my own room for once. Why do we always have to share everything?" Sarah spat back getting her stuff from the car and walking past Dean. "What room are we in?"
"113." Dean said staring at her. After a moment he grabbed his stuff and followed her to the room. Sam quietly followed both of them, not wanting to get in the middle of their quarrel.

Dean unlocked the door and went into the room to check it over. Sarah brushed past Dean and locked herself in the bathroom.

As soon as the door was closed Dean looked at Sam and quietly asked him, "Do you know what is wrong with her?" Sam just shrugged his shoulders and put his stuff on one of the beds.

Just then Sarah emerged from the bathroom wearing a very low cut shirt, short skirt and high heels. "I'm going out. Don't wait up."

Dean's' eyebrows rose higher than they ever had. "Where do you think you are going?" Dean asked walking over and standing in front of the door.

"Dean don't make me hurt you. I am wearing my sharpest high heels, enough rings to knock out one of your teeth and my Taser. Don't mess with me."

Dean stared at her then stepped to the side. Sarah quickly left.

"Dude, we have to figure out what is going on with her. This is getting crazy."

"I think she just needs some space. Maybe when we get to Bobby's we can get her to stay there for a little while." Sam said getting a weird look from Dean.

"Leave her at Bobby's? I don't know." Dean did not like that idea at all. He sat on his bed trying to figure out what all was going on.

Two hours later, Sarah stumbled back in. Her hair was a mess, her clothes were disheveled and her lipstick was smudged.

"What happened to you?" Dean questioned Sarah.

"Dean..." Sam cautioned.

Sarah ignored Dean, grabbed her bag and locked herself in the bathroom. After her shower, Sarah left the bathroom and started rummaging around in the closet. She pulled out all of the spare blankets and started to make up her bed on the couch. Then she took the leftover blankets and some of her hair pins and started to hang the sheets from the ceiling.

"Can I ask what you are doing now?" Dean asked.

"No" Sarah said not even looking up at him.

"Then tell me anyways." Dean commanded. She continued to ignore him. "Dammit, Sarah!"

"I want some space, jerk wad! Is that too crazy of a notion that I might want to be alone?"

"Yeah like you were alone tonight, when you were out slutting around?"

"Don't you dare! Don't you dare call me a slut, when that is all that you do! Just leave me alone Dean." Sarah said then hid behind the curtain. She laid down on the couch and tried with all her might to not cry. She just couldn't take this anymore. She had to get away from Dean.

An hour later she still was laying there awake, listening to Sam and Dean snore. She quietly gathered her bag and changed into her normal hunting clothes. It was 3 am so the dark colors will help her to blend in. She quietly put her bag by the door and walked over to the beds. She watched Sam sleep on his stomach for a moment and gently stroked his hair away from his face, before placing a soft kiss on his forehead.

Then she turned to look at Dean. He was laying there propped up in an upright position with his arms crossed almost as if he had fallen asleep glaring at her curtain. Sarah couldn't help it. She slowly sat on the bed beside him. Then she gently leaned forward and placed a light kiss on his lips. Staring at him and knowing that she should just leave, she moved forward and kissed him a second time. This time, a little bit longer. A little bit too long.

Dean's eyes flew open. Confusion etched in them. Sarah froze with her lips still on his. Dean stared at her then began to kiss her back. They both slowly closed their eyes as the kiss began to deepen. Soon Dean's tongue made its way into Sarah's mouth and a low moan escaped from her.

"Umm... Dean..." Sarah moaned as her hands began to explore his chest.

At that, Dean suddenly realized what he was doing and pushed Sarah back a little.

"Wait a minute, Sarah, what is happening?" Dean asked, searching Sarah's eyes for an answer.

"I... um... I..." Sarah started searching for what to say. She looked at Dean and saw for a moment in his eyes apathy. She realized what a big mistake she had made. "Nothing is happening. Just go back to sleep." She moved to get off the bed and he grabbed her hand.

"That was not, nothing. What is going on?"

Sarah looked at him and thought for just a moment that she could tell him that she was in love with him and everything would be ok. But then she remembered Cassie and all of the other women that he had paraded around her. And her resolve hardened.

"It was nothing Dean. Let go of me."

"No. Not until you tell me why you are acting so crazy."

Crazy, that is what he thought of her. That is what he's always thought of her. She will always be that crazy girl rocking in the corner of the room. She will always be his little adopted sister. Why would he ever think of her any other way? It was then that she did what she had promised never to do again.
She hit him with all she was worth. It wasn't enough to knock him out but it was enough to make him release her hand. She used that opportunity to run to the door, grab her bag and run out the door.

It took Dean a moment to recover. He was so surprised that she hit him. He jumped up and threw his pillow at Sam. "Sam get up, Sarah just ran off." He said before bolting out the door.

Sarah ran from the room, rounded the corner that led to the rooms on the other side of the motel and looked for a hiding place. She looked up and saw a rafter that was just big enough for her to lie on and be hidden. She just barely made it up there before Dean came running by.

She waited until the coast was clear before she hopped down and headed in the opposite direction. She made it to the parking lot a few blocks over and found a car to hotwire. She was two towns over by the time the sun came up. Dean had called her several times but she had ignored all of them. She just turned her phone off and kept driving. She had no idea where she was going but she knew she had to get as far away from Dean as she could.