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Chapter Three: Another Night

Aly sat on the kitchen counter. It was the only way she could comfortably place the ice pack on Sam's forehead. She hadn't meant to push him into the desk, but it was just the way things had unfolded. It was actually kind of funny. "I'm sorry," Aly laughed as she watched him wince when she moved the ice.

"I didn't think you'd actually hurt me." Sam said looking at he girl in front of him. She had a huge smile on her face, and it seemed to be contagious. It had been the first time in a long time that he was actually having fun. Lately all he'd been thinking about was helping Dean, trying to find away to save him.

"Sorry again. But you deserved it. You scared the crap out of me, and the look on your face when I chased after you was priceless." Aly stifled her laugh. She liked Sam. He was fun to hang out with, and he'd been really cool about he pushing him into Bobby's desk. She continued to smile, unable to do anything else. She was happy and safe for the first time in too long. The silence was beginning to kill her though. "So, you and Dean seem pretty close." Aly tried to start another conversation. She didn't know where this was going to go, but it was something.

"Yeah, I mean, we fight, but we're brothers. What about you and Jo, are you close?" Sam asked, taking the bait she put out there. Aly's smile faded slightly, but she recovered quickly.

"Yeah, we're close enough. I haven't seen her in about two years though. We call each other a lot. My mom thinks I'd be a bad influence on her. It's all so stupid sometimes. I was suppose to see her yesterday, but I ran into my mom. Story of my life." Aly joked. Sam could tell that Aly's life had probably been as hard as his had. Both their father's were hunters, and she lost her dad when she was young. He had a great respect for her strength.

"It's late, we should probably get some rest." Sam said, taking the ice pack into his own hands, and stepping away so she could get off the counter.

"Good idea. Yelling at my mom all day has been a real job today. It was only fun the first hour." Aly joked as she slipped off the counter. She had to look up at him too see the smile that was plastered on his face. "Your funny." Aly told him honestly.

Sam looked at her with a confusion. "What do you mean?" He asked following her out of the kitchen.

"Nothing I guess. It's just every time smile," Aly said. She didn't know what she was talking about, but there was something there. "It's almost like you love being happy. It doesn't make sense, but that's what I see. You love smiling." Aly said with a small tight smile, and laugh.

"I just haven't had this much fun in along time. I haven't smiled in awhile." Sam told her honestly. Aly stopped in the hall, turning to look at him. She gave Sam a sad sympathetic stare.

"Well, I'm glad I can help with that." Aly said so sure of herself. "I guess I should throw you into a desk more often." Aly laughed and moved to open the door to the room her mother and her were going to share.

"She threw you into a desk?" Dean's voice caught their attention. Sam shot him a warning glare, as his older brother began to laugh. Aly, on the other hand, couldn't help the longing to be with him again. It was a good release of all the tension she built up fighting with her mother.

"It was an accident." Sam told him, looking annoyed. "Where have you been, anyway?" Sam asked him concerned.

"Yeah, Sammy could have used a tag-team." Aly said, moving away from the door. She smiled at Dean, then turned giving Sam a pouty face.

"I'm going to bed." Sam told them in a defeated tone. He pushed passed Dean and headed into another room. Aly watched him leave, then looked at Dean. 'I'm so going to hell.' Aly thought to herself. She moved closer to Dean, wrapping her hand around his wrist slowly. She was giving him the opportunity to leave, to not do this again. He let her lead him back out the back door.

"You're crazy." Dean told her as she leaned against the Impala, pulling him to her. She smiled up at him, as he looked around nervously.

"Man, she has you spooked. It's oddly attractive." Aly said before pulling him closer to her. She leaned up to kiss him, but he pulled away, leaving her annoyed. "Oh, come on!" Aly nearly screamed. Her eyes were wide with amazement. He was the one that kissed her earlier, and now he was chickening out. "Dean," Aly said grabbing his arm. "She's asleep. I'll be back in there by the time she wakes up. Are you really going to walk away from a very willing, very attractive girl. Because if you are, then man, you are one sucky guy!" Aly told him shaking her head slowly. She knew this was going to challenge him, she just hoped he would be dumb enough to prove her wrong.

"You must really like me." Dean said cocking an eyebrow, and putting on his signature smirk. Aly dropped his arm.

"Are you kidding me? This," Aly said waving in the space in between them. "...is nothing. Well, except fun. If I remember correctly you made the first move, and your brother interrupted. All I was doing was giving you a second chance." Aly told him sternly. She waited to see what he was going to do, but all he did was cross his arms and laugh. "Fine!" Aly threw up her arms and started for the back door.

"Aly wait." Dean said trying to control his laughter. "Aly come on," Dean pleaded. Aly didn't stop. He could tell that she was pissed just by the way she was walking. "Aly, it was just a joke." Dean tried to explain, but Aly wasn't listening. "You're as stubborn as your mother." Dean said, softly thinking she couldn't hear him.

Aly didn't miss a step she continued to the door, but threw up her left hand, giving Dean a lovely gesture with her middle finger. She pulled open the door, and slammed it shut. She wasn't going to deal with some arrogant ass. It was late, and she had used up all of her arguing energy for the day. As she stepped into her bedroom, Ellen sat up in her bed.

"What's the matter with you?" Ellen asked, with an annoyed tone. Aly had obviously woken her with the door slamming.

"Nothing, go back to sleep." Aly said not wanting to start another fight with her mother. That could wake for the morning. Aly stepped into the bathroom changing into some sport shorts, and an old tank top. Glancing in the mirror she saw the redness in her face, and rubbed her eyes with her palms. She didn't want tears to fall. That would mean that she cared, and she didn't, not for him. 'It's just another guy.' She had to remind herself.

Ellen watched silently as her daughter slipped under the covers of the small bed across the room. Something was wrong with her, and it pained Ellen to know that Aly couldn't share it with her. Sometimes Ellen thought that Aly just didn't like her, and then there were other times when she could tell Aly did things just to make her mother laugh, even if it was annoying her. Maybe Aly was right, and Ellen just needed to give her some space and wait for Aly to need her mother again.

"Hey Mom," Aly whispered to the wall in front of her. Ellen turned to look at her daughter, erasing all of her earlier thoughts. "I've missed you." Aly said softly. Ellen let a big smile spread across her face. She was glad to have one of her daughters with her. She missed having her family.

"I missed..." Ellen started, but didn't finish when she heard a snore come from Aly's direction. She rolled her eyes, Aly had to be the most annoying out of the two children she had. "Aly, why do I put up with you?" Ellen practically asked herself, but Aly was still awake, and she knew what her mother was about to say. It just seemed easier to lighten the situation with her humor, rather than get all deep and mushy.

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Dean walked into the room that Sam had disappeared into almost an hour ago. Instead of following her into the house, Dean had sat on the porch. Aly was becoming more than a one night stand. She was a friend, and that complicated things. Dean knew he was a screw up, and if this fell apart because of him it would be bad for everyone involved. Sam would loose a friend, and Ellen would hate him, and Bobby, well Bobby probably wouldn't care either way, but it would still be bad. Aly was part of this dysfunctional family that everyone had created, and Dean didn't want to hurt her.

Sam was already asleep, and for the first time in a month, Dean didn't find thousands of books spread out across the room. His little brother was bound and determined to fix the mess Dean had gotten himself into. That was another thing that kept coming up whenever he was with Aly. She didn't know, and he didn't want her too. He couldn't keep seeing her, it wouldn't be fair to her.

Aly said they were only fun. Sleeping with him was just a way for her to pass the time, but he wasn't sure how long that could last. He didn't want her to fall in love with him. 'Arrogant, and stupid.' Dean thought, as he pulled out his cell phone. Aly wasn't going to fall in love with him. She wasn't that kind of girl, and he knew that he wasn't going to fall for her, so where was the problem?

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Aly pushed herself off the old spring mattress she was laying on. Her cell phone had just gone off, and she knew that if her mother woke up again there was going to be hell to pay tomorrow. She grabbed the slim silver phone out of her bag and flipped it open. A text message was displayed across the screen.

"Another night!" She smiled at the thought. Dean was persistent when he wanted to be. She closed the phone and threw it back into the bag. She smiled into her pillow. She knew he wasn't going to be let her go that easy. The thought of him waiting for her was all she needed to sleep soundly. She was going to make him pay for what he said, but at least she knew that he'd still want her. 'Maybe it's not just fun...?' Aly admitted to herself before she let sleep completely take over her body and mind.