Sam pulled the mustang into the parking lot of the local diner as the engine gave a groan of protest against his shifting ability. "I'll never get used to this…" Sam muttered as he parked the car and turned a look to Jade, who was slumped in the seat, her cheek pressed against the cool glass. "Alright, let's go get you some food." Sam said and opened his door.

"Sam, I already told you I'm not hungry. Food just sounds sick right now anyways. I want nice cold air… Oxygen is good for breathing." Jade said and yawned and leaned her head back on the headrest.

"Fine… I'll get something to go, but you need to eat Jade."

"Sounds swell… I'll just stay here and make sure no one steals the car with me inside it." She smiled as she got a soft chuckle from Sam before he climbed out of the car. "At least I got you to smile Sammy boy…" Jade mumbled to herself. She sat in silence in the car for a moment before she tried shifting in the seat and realizing she really had to use the bathroom. She groaned and pulled the door handle before pushing the door open. Once she had the door kicked open she tried to swing her legs out and pull herself out of the car… but found she was quite well hindered by some unknowable force holding her in the seat. With another grunt and a bit of a struggle still not getting her anywhere, she relented and fell back against the seat with only her right leg successfully dangling out of the car. "Man… I gotta pee" she said before chuckling at her predicament.

Sam walked out of the small diner with a paper container of food in his hands and raised a curious eyebrow at the sight he saw. Jade's mustang sat with one door open, and what looked like her leg dangling just above the ground. He could see her sitting in the car with her cell phone out, but had no clue what she was up to. Sam walked to the passenger side of the car and leaned down to look in at her.

"Jade? You okay?" he asked as he set the container of food on the top of the car.

Jade closed her phone and looked up at Sam. "Sam… I tired to call you. The car won't let me out and I gotta go pee"

Sam laughed lightly and shook his head. "Alright, hold on" he said and reached across her to unbuckle the seatbelt. "It helps if you take that off before trying to get out" Sam said as he stood up and held his hand out to her.

Jade smiled as Sam unbuckled her seatbelt and freed her from the contraption. She suddenly felt stupid that she hadn't thought of that, but then realized she was well past remembering much of anything beyond basic motor skills… and even those were starting to fade. She took Sam's hand and pulled herself out of the car, but found her legs were unsteady and tripped over her own feet. She laughed as Sam caught her and righted her with his arm wrapped around her waist to hold her up.

"You okay?" He asked as he lowered his gaze to look at her.

"Yeah I'm okay…" she slurred as she tried walking away and stumbled again, just to be caught by Sam. "Guess I'm not…" she said and laughed again.

"How much did you drink tonight?" Sam asked as he started walking her towards the diner.

"I lost count after a while… but I think it was more than usual" she said as she leaned her weight into Sam and let him lead her towards the bathroom in the diner.

"You gonna be okay from here?" He asked as they reached the bathroom door. "Cause that's one place I really can't help you to…" he said as he watched her stand on her own feet and place a hand on the wall to steady herself.

"I'll be fine… I can pee by myself. I'm a big girl now" she said and smiled as Sam laughed at her bad joke.

"Alright you smartass… I'll wait out here" he said and watched her disappear behind the door.

Sam stood outside the door to the bathroom for what seemed an eternity waiting for her. He was about to knock on the door and make sure she hadn't passed out somewhere inside when the door finally swung open and she smiled as she made her way out the door and walked past him. She had planned to make it all the way to the car without falling over, but her plan was foiled when her feet got in her way. She stumbled over her own feet, caught herself on a chair and tried to stand back up, but was laughing too hard. Thankfully Sam was there to help get her back on her feet… which was quite a task with her fit of laughter.

"I'm fine… really" she said and waived Sam off, but was glad he didn't take the hint as she started walking again. It took a little bit of work for her to make her legs work, but with Sam guiding her along she made it out to the car and even into the seat without further injury.

"Can we go back to the motel now?" Jade asked as Sam climbed into the car. "I'd like to go back to the motel now…"

"No we can't. I'm not letting you and Dean anywhere near each other until both of you are sober." Sam said as he backed the car out of the space and onto the road. They'd been in this town for over two weeks now, with no job leads, and they'd all found little hideaway places they liked. It only took Sam a few minutes to find the turn that lead out to the clearing he was looking for. It was a clear star filled night and it made Sam smile to see the open area and small stream that was seemingly away from the things of man. Once he had the car parked, he grabbed the box of food and set it out on the hood of her car. He didn't even realize that Jade had managed to get her seatbelt undone and out of the car without his help until she crawled onto the hood of the car.

"I like this place…" she said as she leaned back on the windshield of the car and looked up into the sky. The moon was out in full and illuminated the little clearing with soft silver tones.

"Yeah, I like how quiet it is here" Sam said as he pulled a simple ham sand which out of the box of food. "Here, eat this" he said and tossed the sandwich on her lap.

"I don't want it" she said and made a face of annoyance

"Tough shit Jade… eat the sandwich." Sam said and held her gaze long enough to let her know she wasn't going to win this argument.

"Fine." She said and picked up the sandwich. "What is it?" she asked as she started to examine it.

"It's just a plain ham sandwich Jade, it's not going to bite you" Sam said as he moved around the front of the car and hopped on the hood himself.

"Smartass…" she replied and smacked his arm as she bit into the sandwich making a face at the idea of eating.

"What's wrong?" Sam asked

"Nothing" she muttered and took another bite of the sandwich before making a noise and setting the sandwich down. "Ugh… I'm done" she said and leaned back against the windshield again.

They let a small moment of silence linger between them, listening to the sounds of the night and the little stream. Jade shifted and leaned her head to the right and winced as her face made contact with the cold metal of the car and immediately turned her head back. "Ouch" she said and raised her hand to her face to inspect the damage with her fingers. Sam looked at her and pulled her hand away slowly, letting his hold linger a little longer than was needed.

"Don't… it's only gonna make it hurt worse" he said and watched the pain filter through her eyes as she pulled her hand away from his. "I'm sorry for what happened" he whispered

"Why? You had nothing to do with it. It's not like you were the one who got drunk and hit me." She said and sat up straight placing her hands behind her to keep balance.

"Yeah… but I should have been there to stop it happening"

"Sam don't. I'm not your girl and it's not your problem to worry about. Besides, you're not the one who hit me now are you?" She said and swung her legs off the side of the car turning her back to him.

"Yeah but he's my brother-" Sam started

"So you feel guilty by association?" she finished for him and chuckled. "It doesn't work that way Sammy boy, and you're fucking insane to think that" She said and ran her hand through her hair. She noticed how quiet he was and turned to face him again. The sad look on his face made her sigh with guilt. She pulled her legs up under her and ran her fingers over the crease in his brow. "So sad. You're too sexy to be that sad…" she said and laughed.

"To sexy to be sad?" Sam asked with a chuckle as he took her hand in his and ran his thumb over her knuckles.

"Look Sam, I'm drunk and I'm talking out of my ass tonight… don't pay attention to anything I say." She said and once again pulled her hand out of his for the second time.

"No… you're right. You're not my responsibility, but that doesn't mean that I can't feel bad about what happened." He said and turned her chin towards him to look at the side of her face again. "He really did a number on you. I should have gotten you some ice…" he said as he lowered his hand.

"Well I could always lean against the windshield…" she said and laughed as he smiled at her sense of humor. "But I think that would kind of hurt…" she chuckled. The air around them grew a strange tension as they looked at each other and silence settled in. "As much as I'm enjoying your company, I think we should head back before I do something stupid... like dance naked under the full moon." She said as she hopped off the car and stretched before stumbling her way to the interior of the car.

"Yeah…" Sam said with a sigh "Wouldn't want to do something stupid…" Sam mumbled as he too climbed off the car and got behind the wheel.

Onyx let out a quiet squeak as Dean pulled her to him and crushed his lips against hers. She stayed still for a moment as her brain struggled to inform her that this whole idea was wrong… this was not Sam, and she was very drunk. Sadly in the same moment, her libido suffocated her reason and she returned the kiss, wrapping her arms around his neck. When she felt his hands travel down her back start to pull the hem of her shirt up, she let reason speak in her brain again and broke the kiss by pushing him away.

"Dean…" she said breathlessly and held him back as he tried to lean into her again. "We can't do this," she said before she tried to pull his hands from behind her back

"Why?" he whispered as he leaned into her and started to kiss her neck. If he hadn't been drunk and sexually deprived for the last month, he might not have asked that question, because he knew what she was going to say. Still it didn't matter to him… his girl had been holding out on him, because she was pissed off at him, and he was beyond desperation.

"Why?" she repeated the question trying to figure how best to say her answer. "Sam and Jade…" she said simply and felt her eyes flutter closed as his lips trailed fiery kisses down her neck. "We can't…" she whispered again but could feel her resolve slipping away as his lips trailed along her jaw back toward her mouth.

"Onyx… please…" he whispered, letting his desperation filter into his voice as his lips made contact with hers again. He could feel her resistance lingering and he brought his right hand up to the back of her head and laced his fingers in her hair, pulling her closer to him. He heard her whimper into the kiss as her body went slack and she relented to him and returned the kiss.

Onyx could hear the pleading desperation in his voice and stung her deeper than she'd thought it would. She knew how long her sister had been holding out on him... she drunkenly told her one night while they were out together, as sisters do. She never did get around to saying why she was doing so, only that there was a reason for it. She let this information flow through her head as she returned his kiss, knowing that it was part of the influence into her decision. The little voice in her head was screaming at her that this was wrong, but it was quickly drowned out by the wave of desire that flooded her when his lips met hers. She'd never admit it to anyone, especially Sam, but she had secretly wanted him since they met, and had harbored her desire in silence since then. Once she'd made the choice to forego all rationality and let her alcohol induced lust take over, she closed her eyes and fell into his kiss, slipping her hands under the hem of his shirt to dance over his skin. She loved the feel of the muscles of his back moving as his hands traveled down her back to grab her ass and pull her even closer into him. She could feel the animalistic side of her brain trying to take control of her body and satisfy the one thing it craved, but the cloth of his shirt was an annoying barrier to this goal. With a soft growl emanating from deep in her she broke the kiss, grabbed the bottom hem of his shirt and pulled, smiling as the cotton gave way in a harsh tearing sound. She couldn't get her hands to move fast enough as she slid them up his chest and pulled the cotton shirt off his shoulders. She leaned into him as she shed the remnants of his clothing and let her nose linger in the crook of his neck and inhaled deep letting the soft growl within her calm as she took in his scent. She let her lips dance over the skin of his shoulder before her teeth lightly grazed his skin, seeking out the tender flesh they could capture between them. She felt him lean his head back which only exposed his neck to her, allowing her to find the tender skin just under his right collarbone and bite down on it, causing him to suck in a quick rush of air. She felt his hands on her shoulders then, pushing her back, and she reluctantly released her jaw and sat up straight to look him in the eyes with a smug smirk on her lips.

Dean had barely registered that she'd not only removed his shirt, but also torn it open in order to get it off quicker. By the time he realized she'd done so he could feel her lips on his neck and was suddenly unable to do much but feel and react. When he felt her teeth bite down on his chest, he could only pull in a rush of air and push her away before she drew blood. He saw the smug little smile on her lips and narrowed his eyes at her.

"So you want to play rough eh?" he asked in a low voice and watched her smile grow bigger.

"Always…" she whispered and ran her tongue over her lower lip "I just never get to" she said quickly before pulling her own shirt off and tossing it aside, then pulling him to her in a hard kiss.

Dean wrapped his arms around her waist and returned her kiss with a fierceness that would bruise anyone's lips. He could feel her hands travel down his sides, then slip between them as they sought out the waistband of his jeans. He realized then that she meant business… and was in a hurry to get to it. His hands traveled up her back, under the long locks of her hair and found the closure to her bra. It only took him a moment to unfasten it causing Onyx to break the kiss and look at him with a quirked eyebrow.

"How'd you do that?" she asked breathlessly.

"Your sister wears the same kind…" he said with a half smile as he pulled the straps down her arms and flung the bra aside.

"Right…" Onyx whispered and felt the voice of reason try to scream in her head again, but was quickly silenced as Dean leaned forward and took one nipple in his mouth making her breath hitch.

Onyx arched her back, and felt his hands travel up to her shoulders in order to support her weight. She knew that they had precious little time before their siblings returned, and if they were going to do this… they needed to make haste. She gently pushed on his shoulders to get him to sit up again and smirked as she ran her hands down his stomach to the waistband of his jeans once more. She fiddled with the button for a moment, finally getting it to slip free and was glad to find a zipper… and not more buttons. She crawled backwards down his legs until his feet were in front of her and quickly pulled off his boots, then tugged on the jeans to pull them down his legs. When they didn't budge, she thought briefly about ripping them off him, but decided against it and settled on simply gripping his ankles and pulling him forward. Once his weight was no longer an issue in her achieving her goal, she gripped the legs of his jeans and pulled, smiling as the material slid down his body, and finally fell loose allowing her to toss them aside. She licked her lips and smiled at the sight of him naked before her. She canted her head to the side and looked at him like a curious hunter watching its prey. She found herself momentarily lost in her thoughts just long enough for Dean to recover some of his own.

Dean had to give a silent chuckle at the knowledge that this little woman was able to pull his weight enough to make him wonder what else she was capable of. It sent a small chill of fear through his body to think such thoughts, but at the same time, thrilled him to know she could kick his ass. When he saw her look at him with that hungry stare and her expression go so blank he could swear she'd stopped breathing, he knew if he didn't act, the fun would be over. He took her moment of stillness and moved quickly enough that he was able to catch her by surprise and pin her down to the floor. When he heard her squeak as the air was rapidly sucked into her lungs, he smiled down at her and released her hands. His fingers caressed her skin like feathers as they ran down her stomach to the waistband of her black jeans. He fidgeted with the top button and almost growled as he came across yet another just an inch below the first. He hated button fly jeans on a woman… they took to much patience, which he had little of in this type of situation. With his frustration growing, he tugged on the two separate pieces of her jeans and smirked as the last three buttons actually came undone quite easily. He gripped the two belt loops at either side of her hips and tugged her jeans down, feeling her lift her hips high enough to allow the material to slip down her body. Dean pulled the jeans down her legs and tossed them aside with the rest of their clothing and raised an eyebrow as he looked over her naked form.

"Commando?" he stated as more of a question than anything.

Onyx was about to say something when she found her lips were suddenly caught in a desperate kiss. She could feel the weight of his body hovering over hers, but had no memory of him moving. She knew this wasn't a good sign, but decided to pay no attention to it. She moaned into the kiss as her tongue sought out his and she wrapped her arms around him. She was so lost in his kiss that she never even felt him move… that is until she felt him push inside her, stealing her breath from her yet again. She wrapped her legs around his waist as he buried himself completely within her. She broke the kiss and gasped for air as she prevented him from moving for a moment as her body adjusted to his intrusion.

Dean felt her ankles lock behind him as her legs kept him from moving, he could only figure to allow her body a moment to adjust. He bowed his head, letting his forehead rest on the ground next to her as he used all his willpower to give her the moment she needed. He cared for her, perhaps more than he should, and she was not just some cheap tramp he'd picked up at a bar… he didn't want to hurt her, but his patience was not infinite. It was in that moment that he felt her legs relax and her ankles unlock from behind him. He let out a breath that he hadn't known he'd been holding and moved his hips, slowly at first, but with her growled insistence for more, quickly increased his pace.

Onyx closed her eyes as she felt his body go still and she took in a needed breath as she felt the energy around him change. It grew a raw edge to it and made her skin tingle like she was hooked to a live wire. She released her ankles and felt him move, slowly, ever so slowly until it felt her like her brain would explode with frustration. She could hear a growl forming deep in her chest and she gave up the control of her body to her desire.

"Don't tease" she growled out as her lips danced over the skin of his shoulder and her teeth bit down lightly in the crook of his neck. She felt him quicken his strokes as her teeth bit down and she could hear him moan as she bit harder. It made the primal thoughts running through her brain happy to know that he liked to play just as rough as she did… and saved the thought for another time. She wrapped her legs tightly around him again, but this time using the strength in her legs to lift herself and meet his every thrust. She could feel the cheap carpet scraping beneath her as her skin started to feel like it was on fire from the friction, but the pain of it only added to her enjoyment. She found herself lost in her own torrid thoughts again, that is until she could feel his lips on hers. They explored each other's mouths violently with lips, tongues and teeth in a frenzy as her fingers dug into the hard muscles of his back. She loved feeling them work as his body thrust forcefully into hers, setting every nerve ending in her on fire as she moaned her appreciation into the kiss.

Dean broke the kiss when he found himself in need of more oxygen. Her muscles contracted around him and he suddenly found himself gasping for air as he used all his concentration to keep up with her. He felt her legs begin to tense around him as her fingers dug deeper into his back and knew that she wouldn't be able to hold out much longer. He shifted the angle of his stroke and heard her gasp for air and knew he'd hit the right spot. He watched her pull her bottom lip between her teeth and close her eyes as she focused on holding onto this feeling as long as she could. Beads of sweat started to roll off both their bodies and Dean knew that he wasn't going to hold out any longer… he'd been deprived for to long to make this last as long as he would have liked.

"Come with me Onyx" he whispered into her ear and saw her eyes open and look directly into his. Her legs tensed even tighter around him and her breath quickened with each grunt as she let the feeling flow through her. With one more thrust, he felt her whole body tense as she closed her eyes and arched her back into him screaming out her orgasm. He thrust one last time into her as her body clenched around him and drove him into his own orgasm. They rode out the wave of exquisite pleasure, both panting for air as their bodies tensed each of them crying out with the flood of it. He felt her fingernails dig into his back and tear the skin as she ran her hands across his shoulder blades leaving thin trails of red behind. Dean groaned as her nails cut his skin and finally collapsed, trapping her exhausted body beneath his. He stayed still a moment letting the rush of the high run through him, and finally rolled onto his back leaving both of them laying next to each other, panting for air.

Neither one of them spoke as they caught their breath, the haze of alcohol and sexual satiation overwhelming them into exhaustion. Onyx lazily reached her hand to grip the edge of the blanket that currently covered the bed and pulled it down, covering them with the thin material. She rolled onto her stomach, laying her head on Dean's chest and sliding her arm over his torso. The silence lingered as both of them fought off the sleep that threatened to consume them. It only took another few minutes before both of them gave into the sleep that called them into the blackness of forgetful unconsciousness.