Okay…so, since I'm dealing with a pre-season 2 Alec in this fic…I thought I'd put some more in this chapter about that. According to the show, Alec had never even kissed a girl, and he didn't understand the basic concept of attraction before Rachel. So, yeah…I always wonder how long it took him to change into what he was in the second season from what he was before Rachel.

Xxxxx

"You really think this is a good idea?" Sam asked again, keeping his gaze trained on the pool table across the room where Alec was playing against some big guy that Dean had actually initially challenged.

"Course it is. Kid's a natural. Picked it up faster than anyone I've ever seen."

Sam rolled his eyes. "Guess that's not really a surprise, considering."

"Yeah. But you should get back to that. We've stuck around here for way too long."

Sam finally diverted his attention to his laptop, although he couldn't help but to glance up periodically to check on Alec. Dean was back at the bar, flirting with some woman that had caught his eye when he glanced towards Alec again and spotted another person approaching him.

A woman, younger than the one Dean was talking to. The exchange was brief but Sam saw the way that Alec shifted when the woman moved closer to him and he frowned, was only distracted when Dean sat down again with a satisfied look on his face.

"Find anything?"

"Why? You want to head out tonight?" Sam raised an eyebrow.

Dean shrugged, smirked but before he could answer, Alec slammed money down on the table in front of him. Neither of them had seen him approaching and Alec's expression was nothing but self satisfied when Dean jumped and then glared up at him.

"I won," Alec stated, sitting as well.

"I see that." Dean tilted his head. "What was that about?"

"What?" But Alec's gaze slid away from his.

"You know what. The waitress that was practically hangin' off you."

Alec shrugged and fidgeted in a restless fashion. "She told me she gets off work in a half hour." He was frowning then and Dean didn't smile or clap him on the shoulder like he would have Sam at the obvious offer from a pretty woman. Sam had no doubt Dean was remembering Alec's less than positive reaction the last time something like it had happened.

"So? What are you gonna do about it?"

Alec shrugged and squirmed a bit in his seat. When he looked up, his eyes were wide and he leaned in close to them. "I'm just…I've never…" His voice was low, and he trailed off before he could finish.

"We could leave. There's a job a state over that we could take if we leave tonight," Sam offered.

"Or we could stay," Dean offered right back. "If you want."

"It's not…normal, is it?" Alec asked after a moment. "I mean, I know I'm not normal and I'm never going to be but…"

"It's just sex," Dean stated with a shrug. "You're not back at Manticore, you're not on a mission. All that girl wants is to have a little fun. Trust me, people over think this stuff way too much."

"I don't like over thinking things," Alec said, his frown deepening.

"Then don't. Go with what you want. Life sucks, dude. And it's probably gonna continue to suck. But, hey, we're not on the job right now and you're not locked up anymore. So, do what you want."

Alec ducked his head at this but neither Sam or Dean missed the smile.

Xxxxxxx

"Huh." Sam watched Alec from across the room again as he spoke to the girl that had approached him earlier.

"Let's go," Dean said, standing and setting down his empty beer.

"What about the girl you were talking up earlier?"

Dean hesitated only briefly. "Naw. Not my type."

Sam's eyebrows shot up. "Sure. So you're not blowing her off so you can wait up for Alec at the motel."

"Shut up," was the only retort he got aside from the glare. Sam grinned and got up to follow him out.

Xxxxxxx

Maybe it was about being normal. The fact that he'd never done anything like this before wasn't what had Alec feeling weird. It was the fact that his first urge when the woman had approached him had been to run in the opposite direction.

Rachel was still too fresh in his mind. The last-and first-time he'd even kissed a girl…Still, Dean and Sam were about as abnormal as any non-transgenic he'd ever met and neither of them were weird about this stuff.

Then there was what Dean had said. The whole idea that it was solely his decision. Well, technically, that had been the case since he'd met Dean and Sam but he'd still just been following Dean and Sam's leads since then too.

He'd thought about it a lot, though. Not sex, specifically. But trying everything that he'd never been allowed to try before. He'd already done some of that. He liked sitting around eating junk food and watching crap television with Dean and Sam.

This, though, this was definitely new. It was also different. Completely different than what had happened between he and Rachel. This girl was looking at him in a completely different way and she got right up into his personal space as soon as he went over to talk to her again. He completely understood his own bodies reaction to that too.

Xxxxxx

"So…uh…I'm gonna go, I guess." Alec was already lacing up his shoes as he said it. The woman, Kasey, was still stretched out on the bed beside him.

"Kinda figured that."

"Yeah….So…" Alec turned to her, unsure of what he was supposed to do now. "Thanks?"

Kasey laughed. "First time, huh? I'm surprised, even with how you were. You're just so damned cute."

"…Thanks," Alec repeated, glancing around the room to find his jacket.

Kasey's grin widened and she got up on her knees, placing her hands on his shoulders. "Don't worry, honey. Once you get that confidence up, I'm bettin' you'll be breaking hearts all over this country."

"You think?"

"Oh, yeah. I can see it."

Alec couldn't help but to grin a bit and he even leaned close to place one last kiss on her lips before he grabbed his jacket and headed towards the door. "Very nice meeting you," he said, surprising even himself with his tone.

"Sure was. Thanks for the ride."

Alec's lips twitched again and then he was out the door. He'd barely made it out of the parking lot, and was digging in his pocket for the cell phone Dean and Sam had bought him and insisted he carry when a man appeared before him.

Alec stopped short, automatically wary. "Who are you?" He asked, his stance going defensive.

"Oh, that's right. I am sorry. We haven't been formally introduced. My name is Zachariah."

Alec only had a moment to register that name and what it meant before the angel reached forward and darkness enveloped his vision.