AUTHOR'S NOTE:

So Jimmy's around, eh?

Where Fore Art Thou, Cas?

;)

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Two days with Jimmy and no Castiel, Rae making a fuss but not being released. Mae and Sam had been spending a lot more time together, and Dean wanted closeness too—he was feeling less important than before. Why was it that some beautiful girl had to show up and ruin things? He had been top charge and top hunter with Hell connections before Mae had shown up to counter all of that. Maybe when she was reunited with Rae, he's get his spot back.

"Whatever, Mae-Mae." Sam told her, rolling his eyes and entering the room he was forced to share with Dean since Jimmy was here, Mae heading to her own.

"You are definitely tapping that." Dean said dismally, wishing he could feel happy for his brother.

Sam rolled his eyes. "I am not sleeping with Mae for the eightieth time, Dean."

Dean rolled his eyes too—he was good enough to know when two people were sleeping together…or not sleeping together. He had to keep telling himself that he still had that talent—unless his jealousy was throwing that talent off. What was wrong with him? So what if Cas had a new charge and Sam had a new special friend? He was still the man of the apocalypse, and Sam's older brother—the guy Sam looked up to and respected.

"Dean? If you want to sleep with Mae, you have to go for her yourself—and remember that you have Cas to contend with for her affections." Sam told his brother with a laugh. "Face it, Dean—you're no angel."

Dean smirked. "The women don't seem to mind that."

Whoa, whoa, whoa—wait a minute. Sam thought that Dean was interested in Mae? Why would he be interested in Mae? Sure she had sparkling eye and a great body. Sure she spoke her mind and probably had the sexual prowess of a goddess based on the way she asserted herself. Sure she had raunchy humor and no need for commitment—wait…why didn't he want her again? Just the fact that she wanted an angel screamed hidden fear of commitment to him.

"I don't want someone who kneads your crotch every time you massage her shoulders." Dean told his brother with a shrug.

Sam sighed. "She touched me there once, Dean and there was no kneading—it was an involuntary flex of the fingers."

Dean chuckled. "Yeah because if she can't have the angel, she'll settle for the giant."

"Close enough to Heaven for her?" Sam asked his brother, knowing him well enough to know the joke coming next.

Dean nodded and Mae sat in her short boxers and tank top on the couch next to Jimmy. After changing into her pajamas, she'd come down to talk to him. She wanted to understand him—wanted to get his blessing. His blessing or not she was going to try to seduce Castiel, but it would be nice if Jimmy would 'okay' the violating of his married body.

"How good would you say you are at seduction?" Jimmy asked her calmly as he flipped through John's journal, trying to get better acquainted with demons, ghosts, monsters and the Winchesters.

"I don't know—you tell me." Mae replied, trying to get a reaction out of him.

Jimmy looked up at her and then reached for his hot chocolate to sip. "I will answer any questions that you have."

Mae beamed—she did in fact have quite a few that she could ask. There was so much that she wanted to know about Castiel and Jimmy that she didn't know where to start. What was Castiel really like? How was talking to him? Was Jimmy conscious while Castiel was? Could Jimmy feel what Castiel felt? Then it came to her—the perfect first question.

"What's it like to have Castiel inside you?" She asked him excitedly.

Jimmy choked on his mouthful of hot chocolate and dribbled down his front. Mae reached out with a napkin from the coffee table to help him wipe himself off, knowing she wouldn't mind having his body on top of her…his arms wrapped around her. The only thing missing was Castiel in his body making her body hum. Why was she even lusting after an angel anyways? Was it her weird attraction to sin? She didn't even know him.

"Do you really—" Jimmy tried.

"—have the natural born talent to make simple questions sound naughty? Yes, yes I do." Mae told him with a smile.

Jimmy looked her in the eye. "If you love him…I give you my permission to violate my body for Castiel."

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Mae was the most surprised that Jimmy had given her his blessing. Had that seriously happened? Had he seriously told her that she could molest his body? Because in all reality that made this easier for her, because she wanted to molest the body—just with Castiel in it. But love…Jimmy had said she could if she loved him. Great…Mae couldn't do the whole love thing again.

"What are you like blessed?" Dean asked her when she told them, Jimmy in the bathroom taking a shower.

"Apparently." She said.

He sighed. "Apparently. Hey…any word on this Farrah chick?"

Mae shook her head and she sighed a little—she would really like to be whole again. It wasn't that she felt the need to be, it was that she badly wanted to be able to feel like she wasn't missing part of herself. Her sensibility, her compassion, her logic, her calm nature—she just wanted to feel whole again. Was that way too much to ask?

"What's wrong, Mae-Mae?" Sam asked her, stroking her hair.

"Nothing Sammy, just…I don't think I can love." Mae told him, leaning against him and running her fingers along his knee as they sat on the couch.

Dean raised an eyebrow as he looked at the two—what the Hell was up with them? If they weren't sleeping together than they should be. It had become quite obvious to him that Sam and Mae had become completely attached to each other so why not just go for each other? Sure Sam was kind of off the girl radar right now and Mae wanted Castiel with pretty much all the lust she could muster, but was that all there was to it? Just lust and taking a break? Did that mean they couldn't be happy with the person they were becoming attached to in their time of need?

"I bet you can love just fine, Mae-Mae." Sam told her, kissing the top of her head and then noting the look on Dean's face. "I'll go grab you some ice cream and fill Dean on in the new hunt I found. You find a movie on TV and I'll watch it with you in a minute."

"Just hurry back, Sammy." Mae replied, and stopped touching him so he could get up.

Dean had noticed the blatant attempt to get him to come into the kitchen, and so he did. Was Sam going to confess? This could get really awkward if Mae and Sam just suddenly started hooking up, but didn't they deserve it? Dean had cut into Mae and started the apocalypse and Sam needed some happiness in his life. To top it off, Dean wasn't entirely sexually attracted to this female version of him—but he had admitted to himself already that he was a little.

"I've noticed your looks, Dean—stop." Sam told his brother firmly.

Sam was very aware that Dean was thinking of the sexual tension but there wasn't any—or was there? Sam was simply trying to make Mae feel welcome, and though attached to her, he was not his brother—at least he hadn't used to be. He used to be a gentleman—used to shy away from demons and only focus on his family and the right thing to do. Ever since the seals had begun to be broken, Sam found himself breaking a little too—becoming someone he hadn't really wanted to become. Mae made him feel like the Sammy he used to be once upon a time.

"I'm sorry if it's embarrassing." Dean said, and took a step back when Sam slammed the container of ice cream down on the counter.

"Dean, that's not the point! Mae has been through something really traumatic and she's trying to cope. I want her to feel safe with us and completely welcome. She's my friend already, and I know I'm attached, but I'm not just going to use her like you use women!" Sam exploded. "You're my brother, and I love you, but please stop making her feel uncomfortable with your looks and jokes about she and I having sex."

Dean swallowed. "Sorry, Sammy, I just—I don't think she's the kind of girl that would care…she's a lot like me, you know?"

"Mae is only one half of who she used to be." Sam reminded him calmly as he grabbed a spoon.

Mae was quite aware that the row in the kitchen was about her, and so she sighed—Dean was right about her not caring though. She was definitely attracted to the boys, but it was less lust and more just loving being around them. Love. That word had so many connotations to it, and she wasn't ready to let love in again—not after her affair that sent her to Hell. Love…how worth it was love? Hooking up was easier, and there were no strings attached—you didn't have to see the person again, so you wouldn't have to get your heart broken if you just didn't let the love in.

"I should just have fallen for a Goddamn Winchester." Mae muttered to herself, looking up as Jimmy walked into the room, but his expressions were now nonexistent. "Cas?"

Castiel nodded. "Yes…I have found Farrah."

"Really? So…so I can be whole again?" Mae asked him, smiling at him happily. "That would be fantastic."

"Cas?" Dean asked, coming into the room. "So you found the witch?"

Sam entered the room and he knew that Mae was going to get what she secretly wanted—the feeling of peace and of being complete. That was all he wanted for her, and he wondered why it made him so happy. He wasn't sexually attracted to her—she was simply the best friend he'd never had a chance to have…wasn't she? Was he falling for her? He couldn't…even if he was…he couldn't.