A/N: OKAY, I am officially back! I'm sorry about the delay. Life got busy...and I got sick. Now that I'm better I'm hoping to get back into the swing or more regular updates ( like before )

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Morning came around quickly. By the time Allison forced her eyes open it had felt like she'd only just fallen asleep. She really hadn't slept for long. Rest was a luxury that she didn't indulge herself in, she found it painfully difficult on the best of days. Instead of driving her head underneath the pillow she slowly sat herself up, wary of the bandages this time around. The first thing she noticed was that Cast was gone. The pillow he had been using was up on the table with a pile of clothes and a crumpled piece of paper.

The paper, as it turned out was a note to her.

'these should fit.

If you're feeling up to it, get some fresh air.

It'll help – Lisa. '

She discarded the note and picked up the clothes, eying them doubtfully. Allison would have preferred her clothes, but God only knew where they had gone. She picked up the pair of worn dark blue jeans, they were actually similar to the ones she'd been wearing, but those had blow outs at both knees. Allison slowly slid them on, surprised to find that they fit like a glove. She considered pulling on the navy blue t-shirt that was there and waiting, but instead she left Cas' shirt on.

After a brief shirt she found her hiking boots and the socks, they had been tucked under the bed with her bag. Allison wasn't happy when she did a stock check. Her guns were missing, as were her knives. At any given time she had at least one item on her that could cause serious damage to anything or anyone she found herself up against. She almost felt naked without them. Allison hoped that someone had checked her bag, removed the weapons and out them somewhere safe and somewhere that she had access to, she planned on getting them back; but first the fresh air.

The world outside of the small cabin was covered with fog and the smell of smoke; she could see a fire pit burning not far from where she stood. There were various other cabins and buildings and to Allison herself, it seemed obvious that the place had been a summer camp or something. She had been to one or two summer camps growing up. She wrapped her arms around herself, an attempt to keep the edgy chill in the air away. Allison decided to venture, an attempt to get her bearings. The few people around the fire had stopped what they were doing and turned to stare at her, each gaze was cold and calculating. Almost immediately she felt one edge. No one came up to her; in fact people actually walked the other way when she shuffled in their direction. It wasn't as if she had the plague, she probably looked half dead but she certainly wasn't.

She would have felt better if she'd had so much as a jackknife on her. Everyone looked like they wanted to beat her into a bloody pulp or something. She made a point to stay away from the large bonfire, no matter how warm and welcoming it looked. The icy reception was enough to make her want to fallback to the cabin, and she might have had someone not called her name.

"Allison!"

It came from the hall behind her. At first she simply thought that someone else had the same name, it wasn't a crazy thought; but no one moved or yelled a response. She didn't recognize the voice, but she recognized the face. Lisa was jogging towards her, smile and all.

"You feeling better? It's good to see you up." Lisa sounded surprisingly cheery. Unlike everyone else, Allison didn't feel like the woman wanted to rip her throat out.

Allison shrugged in response; it seemed to be a better answer than any verbal response. Lisa didn't push the envelope either. "How 'bout the grand tour? Unless you were heading back inside…in that case it could wait." Lisa offered, and she felt inclined to accept. It was a nice offer, and getting to know her surroundings would make her feel more at ease.

"As long as you make sure no one tries to jump me…" Her words wandered off as she glanced back at the bonfire. The people surrounding it were no longer glaring daggers at her, but she could practically feel them talking about her. It was like high school all over again.

Lisa had been about to laugh, till she realized that Allison was being serious. She understood why. This was the way they worked. Outsider friendly was something they were not. She remembered her first few weeks at the camp. No one trusted her; everywhere she turned she got the evil eye. Adjusting was a bitch but she'd shrugged it off. She'd soon found friends in Chuck and Cas, the first two to actually hold a conversation with her. Eventually she earned her spot and the people became more accepting; but till that fateful day she spent every other second looking over her shoulder.

She was reassuring by nature, good with people as long as they weren't assholes. Basically, she was good with everyone but Dean. She placed a hand onto Allison's shoulder, nodding towards the dining hall.

"Hungry?"

The dining hall had been the first stop, where she'd gotten some weak tea and toast. She'd also met a man named Chuck and a woman named Pamela. Lisa had broken up an argument about whipped cream, Allison was fuzzy on the details.

The two traveled from building to building and cabin to cabin. Though Lisa purposely skipped actual introductions with other people. She'd point them out and name names, give her a little background but she didn't approach them. That suited her fine. She'd only gotten one warm 'Hello' today, and that was good enough. Chuck seemed like a sweet guy.

When they came to the final cabin they didn't step in right away, but Lisa wanted to show her around this one in particular. Allison found it funny that the woman pressed her ear against the door. She had no idea why Lisa was listening to whatever was or wasn't going on; only that she was in fact concentrating. After a good five minutes of silence Lisa rolled her eyes and reached for the door knob, slowly turning and simultaneously pushing it open. She stepped in and Allison followed suit.

She could hear the soft murmuring and occasional giggle before she stepped in the door. Allison had to admit, she was confused. Lisa on the other hand merely rolled her eyes. Alli understood why, at least her adult mind did. There were four flushed women, all in the process of trying to get dressed. A glistening layer of sweat covered each of them, if that and the lack of clothing wasn't an indicator the look on their faces was.

"As I was saying, it's the physical connection we've been discussing, the key to a total shared perception." A husky voice was speaking off to the side. For some reason, Allison had to bite her tongue when she saw the half-dressed male figure.

Looking equally flushed and sweaty was the man that Lisa had introduced as Cas the night before. The guy who's bed she had 'stolen'. He was standing off to the back of the room, getting dressed like everyone else. Beside her, Lisa acted as if this were normal. She didn't look shocked or disgusted. Allison herself was torn between laughing or doing something childish, like saying "That's gross" as loud as she possibly could.

"Did they just –"

"Orgy."

Allison nodded her head at Lisa's whispered response, her mouth forming a small "oh". Allison didn't ask for a further explanation. This was one of those things were just better left alone. The women had gotten dressed and were now heading towards the door. Whatever had been going on, it looked like they had missed it; which was probably for the better.

The two of them stood off to the side, watching the cabin empty. Cas was standing in the center of the room, beaming as if he'd just climbed Mount Everest. "You were wonderful today! So eager and full of life…" His words trailed off as his dark eyes finally acknowledged Lisa and her guest. The over the top smile mellowed down some, making him look only slightly crazy.

"You already met Cas. This is where he brainwashes vulnerable woman who don't know any better." Lisa said it all with a smile, but Alli got the feeling that the sweet tone was part of the overall sarcastic package. At Lisa's remark, Castiel's face fell.

Suddenly the room felt tense. Though she could have easily been imagining it. Cas let out a small sigh, shoving his hands into the side pockets of his pants. . "It's always a fair exchange," He began in a mellow voice. Only pausing to take a small yellow prescription container out of his jeans. A small smile skittered across his face when he popped the white cap off. "Knowledge for –"

"Women and decadence, I know." Lisa finished with a weary smile. It sounded like she'd heard the speech many times before. That or she just had a knack for finishing other people's sentences. Now both of them had faint smiles plastered onto their faces. Allison couldn't help but feel a little bit lost.

"How are you feeling?" Cas broke the awkward silence with the question.

To her surprised, he actually sounded genuinely interested. Allison let out a soft breath, " Y'know…sore, sick. Aside from that though, I'm just awesome."

He didn't say anything in response; instead he turned his attention back to the pill bottle. He poured the contents onto his hand, then held it out. Allison studied the pills for a moment. She recognized them, pain killers. She couldn't decide whether the silent offer was nice or creepy. Normal people didn't take drugs from strangers. Lisa was right there, she wasn't saying anything. Allison weighed the pro's and con's. He was offering her painkillers and she was in pain. Allison took two of the pills and promptly popped them into her mouth, cringing as she swallowed them back. Cas did the same thing with the remaining two.

Lisa placed her hand on Allison's shoulder, giving it a light squeeze. "Hate to ruin the moment but I need to talk to Dean. You can hang out with Cas for a bit." The brunette suggested. Cas didn't look entirely happy with the idea, but he didn't tell Lisa to forget about it. Allison was fine with this as the last tour stop, the walking had put a bit of strain on the still infected gash. Being left alone in a place that had just housed an orgy, not to mention being left with the single male participant himself, wasn't exactly her idea of a good time – but she'd had worse. A lot worse.

"Don't worry, I don't bite."

Allison let out an unintentional snort. "Yeah? That's what they all say."

Lisa clapped her hands together, now wearing a smile that had to be fake. "You two will get along great."

A/N ( AGAIN?) Oh hey...alone time ;D I still want to know what you guys want to see in this story! To those that commented on my Author's Note chapter, you gave me a lot of ideas. IMO, you can never have too many ideas.