Dean opened his eyes and was disoriented for a moment. Then he turned his head and saw a sleeping woman beside him, and he smiled remembering the evening. One thing he couldn't remember, however, was the lovely lady's name, but he certainly wasn't going to wake her up to ask. He got out of bed, dressed quietly, and left.

When he got back to the motel, he was surprised to see the lights on. He'd have thought Sam would be in bed at this hour. He walked in and his surprise turned to alarm when he saw the puddle of blood on the floor. He quickly looked around and saw Sam standing in the middle of the room. Dean ran to him and grabbed him about the shoulders.

"Sam, Sam! Are you alright? Why is there blood on the floor? Why are you up so late? Why..." And then he noticed Sam wasn't wearing anything. He stiffened. "Why are you naked?"

Sam looked down at Dean, then himself, slightly dazed. "Oh, sorry." He went to his duffel and got out a pair of sweats. He quickly pulled them on. He turned to his brother.

"I just had the most surreal experience."

"Who's blood is that, Sam? Are you hurt?"

"I was, but she healed me."

"She?"

"I don't know who she was, or what she was, but she healed me."

"How? Like an angel? Was she an angel?"

"No, she said she wasn't an angel."

"Then how?"

Sam blushed, and looked down at his bare feet. "She uh, she... She healed me while giving me a blowjob."

Dean's eyebrows shot way up, and he was torn between feeling shocked and feeling amused. "You were healed... by a blowjob?" He grinned at his brother. "That must have been one hell of a hummer, Sammy."

Sam punched him on the shoulder, but smiled back. "She told me her name, but nothing else. She was beautiful, Dean, with silver eyes. She left as soon as... we were done. I wish she'd told me who she was."

"Definitely the kind of chick we'd need traveling with us!"

"Yeah. Any ideas of what she might be? I mean, it's not every day you meet a being who can heal through sex."

"Well, a succubus feeds off sex, and they have silver eyes, but to my knowledge they can't heal."

Sam furrowed his brow, deep in thought. "Maybe a half breed of some kind?"

"Do half breeds, of any kind, even exist?"

"It would be the first time I ever hear of one."

"What happened to you that you needed healing, anyways?"

"Oh, yeah, I almost forgot. That pack of Were's we were tracking? Well, we missed one. It almost gutted me before I killed it. The body is in the dumpster out back."

"Damn it!" Dean swore. "I'm sorry I wasn't here to help."

"Not your fault, Dean. We thought we got them all. There was no way you could know. But what do we do with the body?"

"Let's take it back to where we dumped the rest of them."

So they backed the Impala into the alley, loaded the body into the trunk, and drove away.

Rowan looked down on the car as it drove away, and smiled. "Mmmm," she murmured. "What a meal, what a meal. I hope the other one is just as filling."

So, I'm sorry this chapter is so short. Actually, I'm having some trouble figuring out what's and whyfor's of my story. I know how it'll end up, and I have a few key scenes in my head, but I'm trying to make this a little more than just smut, hehe.

Also, I've no idea if the mythological Succubus' (Succubi?) actually have silver eyes, but for the sake of my story, and pure laziness, let's say they do :-p