Warning: Rated M for language, sex and violence.

Sam. Sam Anderson. He seemed like a nice respectable guy and he wasn't bad looking but Cassidy didn't find any attraction to him in that way. Heading back to her motel she really wanted to know more about this Sam and it confused her as to why. Licking her lips and nearly running into a guy on her way there, "Oh sorry," she apologized, meeting his dark brown eyes almost flustered.

The man was very attractive, short hair that was somewhat spiked, a grin that held every possible sin that would never be seen on an Angel's face. A hint of a mustache and a little of a beard but not much as a triangular goatee was separated, adding the hotness factor. He wore a nice black shirt and leather jacket that didn't suit her needs too much but it was one of those nights where it was party time especially on a campus. So he was forgiven.

"Sorry to you too. From the looks of it, I am not mistaken, are you turning in early from the parties?" he asked, the corner of his mouth tilting up a little in thought. "Name's Nick by the way."

Cassidy couldn't help but look him over as he had given a quick flick of his own and she smiled a bit. "Cassidy and I've been to 6 of them, none of them hold my fancy."

I should really be heading back to the motel. Got a big day tomorrow.

"Well I've heard there is this great party that beats all the ones going on, on this block at least. Care to join me or do you not do things with strangers?"

Oh yeah, if anything this guy was a player but Cassidy couldn't help but fall for it. He was great looking, he had charm and if anything she knew where this would end up once the party was over. Nodding her head, taking up the offer she began to walk with him to a big house of no doubt a fraternity. Cassidy never thought about hitting one of these places in her lifetime but it actually seemed to be fun once they got inside and took up two plastic red cups of alcohol.

If train A were to meet train B at a certain interval and train C decided to come the direction that train A and B were traveling towards, would train A, B and C…

Her eyes flicked to a stupid game of spin the bottle off in the corner. It looked like some things never really lost their touch. Cassidy felt a hand on her hip and she looked down to find it was Nick's and she slid out and in front of him, taking his drink from him and setting them down on a table before pulling him to the floor in the living room where people were dancing. Beginning to move her hips and the rest of her body to the sound, her mouth singing to the lyrics of Nine Inch Nails as she stared up at Nick.

Nick grinned and his hands went to her hips to feel them sway as he danced with her. Eyes intent on her like a hawk would a mouse but she was hardly anything to snatch up from the ground for dinner. He leaned in to speak to her, "Want to find somewhere private?"

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Her back hit the door to her motel room as she kissed him, a silent moan leaving her and exiting into his mouth as his hands fumbled with his shirt and hers tried for unlocking the door. Succeeding, they quickly stumbled back into the room and shut the door. Cassidy's personal items hit the floor and soon her shirt followed with Nick's lips latched onto her neck. Fingers sliding underneath his shirt after removing his jacket she tugged on the fabric to indicate she wanted it off.

Separating for a few sparse minutes for the shirt to be discarded, Nick picked her up at the back of her thighs and carried her to the bed where he kissed his way down to her bra to tease at the skin where it met lace. A nuzzle and he pulled one cup away from the morsel to attend to its needs as well as his. Licking the hardened pebble as if it were ice cream before he was descending her frame to her jeans. With talent and quick flick of the wrist the button and zipper were undone to allow Nick to tug the denim and panties off and as far away as possible.

"Never thought this would happen tonight," Nick commented, smiling as he heard Cassidy laugh and a moan overtook her when his mouth headed in between her legs to the slick heat awaiting him.

Cassidy gasped, her back arching and her hands fisting in the sheets as his tongue worked her entrance and nub like fine-tuning an instrument. E, A, D, G, B, E and finally, strum the strings. Another moan left her, her abs clenching and she gazed down at the man lapping her up, her mouth open in awe at the sight. Out of the many hook ups she had in her life, this one had to be the best one yet and that was a surprisingly long list.

"Oh god…Nick…" her head fell back onto the bed with her eyes shut at the ecstasy washing over her.

Nick raised his head at that, licking his lips as his eyes burned a harsh gold in the dark, knowing she couldn't see it. "I'm anything but god Cassidy, I just enjoy my work."

"A little too much I might say but damn it—"

She was cut off as he resumed his actions, fingers joining as he teased and rubbed. Finally entering two fingers into her, thrusting and curling to get her to her first climax as in the meantime he was getting harder. If only she knew what was really going on he might have gotten even more turned on, but her being so oblivious was perfect just the same. He had to find a way to keep her in his sights, to keep track of her and that was hard enough as it was in her dreams with the mistake of Sam popping up and then running into the guy. Now that he had her flavor, had her under his literal tongue and clutches, he could easily keep contact with her.

My brother thinks he's so smart, but I'm smarter.

Feeling her writhe underneath him he hummed as he latched his mouth fully around her and that was the release he was expecting. Cassidy hit orgasm, throbbing and clenching below as she broke and her breathing was heavy and lazy even when he disappeared from her core and slid up to connect their lips. Her hand went to his hair and the other went down his front, wanting to take off his own pants to find that they were already gone and a condom placed there. All that was needed was direction and she was happy and eager to oblige.

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Eyes snapping open as she gasped, sitting up straight, her breathing erratic as she glanced down to make sure that all her clothes were on. They were. It was a dream and yet it seemed so real. Glancing to her side there was no sign of another body there or having been there, but what really got her was that she could still feel his tongue at her core, still feel his dick as it thrust into her and she laid back down running her hand through her blond strands.

Inhaling and exhaling she had kissed him, she remembered that and she had danced with him but she had never gone anywhere with him. After a brief mental walkthrough in her head she heard her phone ring and she reached over blindly and took hold of the device and placed it to her ear. "Hello?" she asked.

"Whoa, sounds like you just came out of having sex."

"Ew, Dean, gross. I was sleeping if you must know. How is the search going for Dad?"

"Not so good, no luck, except for a lead to Palo Alto. I'm here now if you feel that you can take time out to come and help me. He's really gone Cass and I have no idea what to do. Is it too much to ask that I don't do this alone?"

Yes. Yes it is because I don't want to find the man Dean. If I found him I'd probably wind up fighting with him. I haven't spoken to him since I left and you think I want to help find his ass!

Squeezing her eyes shut she winced, she was really going to do this. "I'm already in Palo Alto…I'm staying at the Sunny Motel, Room 5."

"Great, I'll be there in 20 and we can get started," Dean voiced.

"So soon?"

"Yes. I don't want to miss a chance at finding him if he's close."

Leave it to Dean to never let any rest be awarded to the tired.