Hey everyone, thank you sooo much for all the reviews, it means a lot. I know I've been writing this story in 1st person but I think I have to change it 3rd person to be able to go the direction I want to. Hopefully you all understand.

Chapter 4

Sam beat Riley back to the motel and when she caught up he was leaning against the impala with a silly grin on his face. "I won."

"Yep, too bad we didn't make a wager." She teased, panting slightly. She leaned back against the car letting their shoulders touch lightly. "So that girl… she was okay?"

"Yeah Dean said she had some minor bruising and was obviously very upset and confused but she was going to be fine." He smiled down at her, "You know what you can do is amazing right? It's a gift."

"Sometimes, but it means I'm trapped in this job. It's just a blessing the person is okay after." She leaned into Sam a bit more as the chill in the air started to settle around her.

"When I pull the demon out it's so painful I feel like I'm ripping the persons soul in two, it takes so much out of me." She paused looking at her feet. Sam waited patiently for her to continue knowing she wasn't done. He had been so forward before he was shocked with himself. Something about her instilled this desire, a hunger, he hadn't experienced before.

"It must be excruciating for them… I think that's why they all end up unconscious for a few hours, the pain is too much." She sighed and squeezed Sam's hand when he slipped his into hers. "So Dean doesn't want to hunt me?"

Sam laughed, "No, I think he has a feeling you'll be useful to us or something. Don't worry I told him you hunt alone." Sam grinned reassuringly at her and suddenly her heart melted he was just so sweet, he barely knew her and he was looking out for her.

She reached up and pulled his face gently to hers and placed a soft kiss on his check, pausing before trailing her lips down to settle on his. He moaned slightly when her tongue teased his lips, parting them slightly. He wrapped his arms around her waist and pulled her closer as she intensified the kiss exploring his mouth tentatively with her tongue.

She pressed him against the car and gasped as his teeth pulled softly on her lower lip and his hand tangled in her hair. Her hands ran up his t-shirt and down along the band of his sweats to his back, kneading her fingers into his hard shoulder blades.

He used his free hand to push the small of her back. She could feel him against her and groaned as he pulled on her hair, playing between pain and pleasure. She pushed herself harder against his erection wanting to drag him up to her room but also too afraid that breaking the kiss would ruin the passion. He seemed more hesitant now that the alcohol had left his system.

"A-hem," They both started at the sudden interruption. "I know my baby is tempting but you both need to back off, I think you're scratching the paint." A worried looking Dean instructed.

Sam noticed the look on Dean's face. "Sorry man," he said blushing a little at being caught. Riley was looking Dean over.

"Riley" She said holding her hand out which Dean took; introducing himself as well.

"We have a problem Sam… A big problem, Ellen just called." He said turning to Sam.

"Ellen?" Sam said mirroring his brother's facial expression.

"Yeah… she says Bobby's possessed and he's umm, well he's coming after us apparently." He explained looking past Sam. "It some demon called Beelzeboul."

Riley looked up suddenly. "Beelzeboul? Are you sure?"

"Positive, why you heard of him?" Dean said looking at her curiously.

"He's one of the Princess of Hell. You boys have a nasty demon on your ass." Riley said looking up at the boys. "He one of Lilith's messengers."

"Makes sense, she's always had it out for us. And I'm sure you escaping from hell hasn't helped." Sam looked at Dean. "So do we have a plan yet?"

"Yeah, Ellen rebuilt the Roadhouse, says she'll shut it down for a few days. Her and Jo are gonna set up some traps, wants us to lead Bobby there."

"No way! Uh uh! I am not taking him there. I refuse to put them in danger. Not after what happened last time I saw Jo." Sam said surprised Dean would even consider this.

"You don't think I tried to say no!" he yelled, starting to get worked up. "I promised I wouldn't put them in danger again. That's why we haven't gone back." He said taking a few deep breaths to calm down. "Ellen said this was her fight too, and that if we didn't do as we're told she'd hunt us down and castrate us."

Sam laughed slightly. "Well at least she hasn't changed. I guess she said it and made you believe it too eh?"

The boys continued to converse, making plans about packing and the route they would take. It was about a 12-hour drive and they wanted to make it in one go. Riley had watched and listened to the conversation contemplating her next move. She could see how much these people meant to the boys, and also knew they had lost so much already just from rumors in the hunting world.

She had exorcised Mastiphal before, another Prince of Darkness. That had taken so much out of her though, she had been unconscious for 15 hours after the exorcism. It had taken her another two days after that to regain her strength, but she was stronger now. She knew her powers, and she had a feeling Sam could help her out.

"Listen Riley, I know you hunt alone but…"

Riley interrupted Dean by holding her hand up in front of her. "I'll come, you wont be able to hold him long enough in a devils trap to exorcise him. Give me 20 to pack and shower kay?"

Dean nodded, and she gave Sam a small smile letting him know it was okay as she walked off towards her room.

It was strange she could feel fear and tension radiating from Dean but she could also sense anticipation and excitement. These emotions confused and alarmed her. Who was excited about someone close to them trying to kill them?

"She's a babe Sam." Dean said as she walked away slapping his baby brother on the shoulder.

"I can still hear you." She called back to them. Laughing at how blunt Dean could be.

She showered and pulled on black skinny jeans, brown leather boots and a white tank top before throwing her dirty clothes into her duffel. A knock on the door told her she had been a little over 20 minutes as it was an impatient one. She pulled her gun from the bedside table and tucked it into the back of her jeans checking o make sure it was properly loaded with rock salt. She dragged on a faded black leather coat shivering at the chill in the room; soon it would be cold enough to snow. She could almost smell it, she loved snow and always took a couple days off to go boarding.

Dean gave her a cocky grin as she exited the room pushing her bag into his gut forcing him to exhale sharply. "I always wanted a bell boy, it's about time these shitty motels provided the service." She said leaving him her bag and walking towards her car opening the trunk for him to place it inside.

"Nice girl you got yourself here Sammy boy." He shouted over the hood of her car to Sam who was walking down the stairs with his own duffel, and hair still wet from his shower.

"Aw, you're just jealous Dean. How sweet." She teased slapping him on the ass.

"Where's my tip?" He glared at her.

"That was it." She said smiling. "So how about I follow you two? We'll need to stop in about two hours for gas. That cool?"

"Yeah, see ya in a bit." Sam replied running his hand through his hair and flashing her a reassuring smile before folding his large frame into the impala.

Both cars pulled out of the parking lot onto an empty highway in the direction of the Roadhouse. Riley started pooling her energy as she followed the taillights of Dean's impala leading the way through the fog. She couldn't help feeling relieved that she didn't have to say good-bye to Sam yet, and wondered if that was part of the reason she had decided to help them.

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