Summary: The trio do some research on Damian and try to figure out how to stop him from enslaving the world.

A/N: Omg, Omg, Omg, FINALLY! (You'll see what I mean) Except you'll definitely go "AAAAAAW! WTF!" after, Haha! Sorry! Anyway, I love this chapter for my own reasons and I'm so proud of it! I hope you love it just as much!

Chapter 5

"Lessons We'll Never Learn"

"You should be able to find that sunuvabitch in one of these old books." Bobby said, slamming a pile of heavy, thick books on his kitchen table. "Thanks, Bobby." Sam said as he sat down and flipped through the yellowing pages of the biggest book. Sunny grabbed the second book and Dean sighed. "God, I hate doing research." he groaned. Sunny picked up a book and pushed it into his broad chest. "Join the research-hating club. We're making t-shirts." she said with happy sarcasm.

They looked through every book Bobby had and found very little information about the Devil's little boy. "All we got to go on is that he has a tendency to burn people and small villages." Sam sighed, rubbing his face with his large hand. "His last sighting was in England during the late 1900's." he added. Sunny sighed and plopped her book back on the table. "I got nothin'." She sat up and walked out of the kitchen and into the livingroom.

Dean, too, was about to give up. He turned to the last chapter and squinted at the words. All that reading had strained his eyes. As his vision came into focus, he saw the name Damianus. "I found him." he announced, putting the book on the table for Sam to see. They scanned the chapter, ignoring parts they already knew. "Holy crap." Dean gasped. "I'm gonna need a drink."

Sunny was sitting on the couch when Dean walked in. She seemed to be deep in thought and hadn't noticed him right away. She rested her elbow on the arm rest and had her hand cradle her face as her leg swayed up and down while it crossed over her other. "Hey, we found something on that 'demon-child'..." he said, using his thumb to point into the kitchen. She nodded, dismissively. "Ookay...Well, I was gonna go to the liquor store and pick up some beer. Did you want anything?" he asked.

She looked up at him and shrugged. "Nothing special." she whispered. He nodded and went to leave through the kitchen but stopped. "Do you want to...uh, take a ride with me?" he asked. She blinked. "Okay." she said blankly, and stood up. They walked through the kitchen, where Sam was staring at the picture of Damian. "We'll be back in a few." Dean said, opening the door for Sunny. Sam nodded, not taking his eyes off the book and Dean followed Sunny outside.

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"So, what'd you find?" Sunny asked, quietly. She had been unusually quiet on the way to the liquor store, obviously troubled. He let a deep breath escape his lungs. "Well, according to the book, he was born on Earth after Lucifer, uh, hooked up with a human chick." he began. "During the first six years of life, daddy sent some kind of evil mojo to make him stronger. Then, after his seventeenth birthday, Lucifer came to him and offered to take him back to Hell." Sunny's eyebrows raised in surprise. "He's half-human?" she asked. "He was." Dean corrected, pulling into the liquor store parking area. "He gave up his humanity during a reincarnation ritual that took place in the heart of Hell."

Sunny processed this information, slowly. Dean parked the Impala and looked at her. "You...okay?" he asked. "Yeah, I'm fine. Why wouldn't I be?" she chuckled. He smiled and opened the car door to step out. She followed suit and walked through the automatic doors, with him, into the store. Dean made his way to the back of the store, where the cold beer was stocked in the fridges. Sunny quietly followed him and almost stumbled over when he threw a thirty pack of beer into her arms. He eyed her as she recovered her balance.

"You sure you're alright? You seem...distracted." he pressed. She sighed. "It's this whole Damian crap. I feel awful having you guys dragged into it." she confessed. He gave her a smirk and grabbed a couple six packs of wine coolers. "How many times do I have to tell you? It's not your fault. Me and Sammy will be fine. We're not gonna just leave you to fight him yourself. We're in this just as much as you are." he insisted, walking through an aisle to pay for the booze. She smiled lightly and trailed behind.

/

On the way back to Bobby's, Dean looked over at Sunny and saw she was watching him shift gears again. He often caught her doing that and it never dawned on him why she was so interested. Her eyes shot up and looked into his, her expression blank. "What?" she asked. He stuck his tongue into the inside of his cheek and shook his head, smiling. Suddenly, he turned the car around and drove in a different direction. Sunny looked out her window then back at Dean. "What're you doin'? Bobby's is back that-a-way." she pointed behind her with her thumb. "We're not going back to Bobby's right now." is all he said. She squinted at him in confusion, then shrugged and sat back.

Sunny waited, quietly, wondering where he was taking them. He finally pulled into a huge empty field and parked. Sunny burrowed her brows and looked at him. "What're we doing here?" she asked. He looked at her and smiled. "I am going to teach you how to drive my car." he replied. "What?" her eyes grew wide. "You think I haven't noticed you staring at the shift stick?" he asked, raising an eyebrow. She shrugged her shoulders innocently. "I have no idea what you're talkn' about." she lied. He gave her a look that said yeah right!

"Okay, fine. It's true, I don't know how to drive stick shift." she said glumly, looking away. "I've always wanted to but it never happened...obviously." He pushed his seat back a little bit. "Well, that's why we're here so..." he motioned for her to come to him. She raised an eyebrow in suspicion. "You want me to drive...while sitting on your lap? What am I, twelve?" she asked.

Dean chuckled and shook his head. "This here, is my baby." he said, smiling while rubbing the dashboard. "If you're going to learn to drive her, you gotta go by my rules." She chuckled this time. "Fine." she agreed then crawled over and sat on his lap. Awkwaaard she thought, blushing. He couldn't help but smile. He guided her left hand to the top of the steering wheel, the other to the stick shift. "Right now, you're in first gear. You always put in first gear before you start driving." he said.

"Kay.." she said slowly, and eased her foot on the gas, causing the gears to grind and the car to stall. "Left foot on the clutch!" he practically cried. "What the fuck is a clutch?" she cried back. He sighed deeply. This might take longer than he thought.

/

Back at Bobby's, Sam surfed the web for more info about Damian. So far that one chapter in the book was the only bit of info they had and although it was efficient, it wasn't enough. He used every search engine and all he got were pictures and useless information. Dean was right, they were never going to find out where he was. He shook the negativity off and cracked his knuckles. No, he couldn't give up. There had to be something out there that could help determine the demon's next move. What kind of work was he talking about anyway?

Sam sat and thought about what he should do next or what he should look for next. He typed 'satanic rituals' and 'summoning hell to earth'. He wasn't surprised when nothing came up but bloggers and useless scam sites. He sighed in defeat. He suddenly realized Dean and Sunny had been gone for a lot longer than they should've been. The liquor store wasn't that far. He read through some of the site listings when one of them caught his attention. He clicked the link and read more. "Huh." he pondered.

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"Why can't I go faster?" Sunny asked, staring down at the pedals. "You have to put it in second gear." Dean said, chuckling. "Oh." she grabbed the stick and switched it downward. "No, no,no- that's third!" he cried as the car thrusted forward and screeched to a stop. Sunny clung to the steering wheel, giggling. Dean sat back in his seat and sighed, rubbing his hand down his face. "That's it! Lesson one is over!" he stressed.

She turned around to face him, as he lightly panted in worry of his car- his precious. She waited for him to calm down, smiling. "Thanks." she said, tapping the wheel with her palm. "For what? Letting you torture my car?" he asked. She laughed. "No...well, I guess. For teaching me to drive, anyway. My dad was supposed to but-" she trailed off. "Anyway, it was the perfect distraction. So...thanks." she said, softly. He smiled. "No problem."

They looked at each other. Sunny finally let her guard down and he saw it. He leaned in towards her, she met him halfway and they kissed. Slowly at first, he burrowed his hand in her hair. Their tongues glid over and under each other and she caught his bottom lip with her teeth, tugging it gently. He quickly captured her lips again, putting more urgency into the kiss. She dragged her hands up his chest and grasped his shoulders, taking his tongue hungrily into her mouth.

He grabbed her by her ribs and pulled her closer, making her moan softly. Suddenly, the car thrusted forward and stopped abruptly, causing them to lunge forward then back into the seat. She grasped his shoulders to keep her from flying into the steering wheel. "Sorry...my, uh, foot twitched." he said, in a hushed toned. She chuckled nervously and caught her breath. She had surprised herself by how aggressive she had just been with him. He looked down at her hands, gripping his shoulders. "You're holding pretty tight, am I your hero now or somethin'?" he teased, his tongue stuck out the side of his mouth.

She quickly let go and scoffed. "Huh, yeah right...the jolt just stunned me is all." she huffed. He smirked before leaning in to kiss her again. She welcomed his tongue back by sucking it in her mouth, taking him by surprise. His hands traveled up her sides, then pressed firmly against her back, behind her shoulders. She wrapped her arms around his neck and sunk deeper into his lap. He grabbed her leg and turned her bottom half around to straddle him. They both let out soft shudders as they parted for just a few seconds to breathe.

Another jolt to the car sent Sunny slamming backward into the steering wheel. He scoffed at himself and smirked. "You should really get that twitch checked out." she said, panting. He eyed her seductively, a devious smile spread on his face. "I'll get right on it." he whispered, as he slowly inched his way closer to her and hovered his lips over hers. She caught his lip with her teeth again and pulled lightly before their mouths reunited.

A soft grunt escaped his throat as her hand slid up his shirt and grabbed his side. He, then, lifted her off the wheel and guided her to the backseat without letting their lips part. He lied her down, staying above her and began kissing her harder, his tongue practically grinding against hers. Another shudder took over his body as he felt his now throbbing hard-on rub against her through his jeans. He jerked her head sideways and kissed down to her shoulder, noticing her breasts swell as she breathed.

He returned his lips to hers and pulled her thin tank-top straps down her sun-kissed shoulders. Before he could reach for her pants, she pushed him up and sat up. "Wait-" she panted. "What's wrong?" his panting matched hers. "We can't...we shouldn't do this." she shook her head and fixed her straps. "What? Why the hell not?" he demanded. "Because, Dean, this is dangerous. We're treading on thin ice here." she said, sternly. He squinted at her in confusion then lifted his expression. "Oh, no, I've got condoms." he started to reach for his wallet but she stopped him.

"No, I mean...us. Being hunters...and working together. It's no different than working together in an office or department store...it has consequences if something goes wrong." she explained. Because of his massive erection, he couldn't follow. "What the hell are you talking about?" he asked, raising his shoulders. She sighed in frustration. "Our feelings for each other...they're going to interfere with our work. I mean, what happens afterward?" she tilted her head, expecting an answer. He pouted his lip, thoughtfully and looked up.

"You mean after the sex?" he asked. She nodded vigorously. "Well, I was kinda hopin'...we could do it again." he smiled his cocky smile. She couldn't help but chuckle. He was cute, after all. "No...I mean what happens relationship-wise. Whether we're fuck-buddies or official, there's going to be overwhelming feelings involved and that's dangerous." she said, worriedly. He still didn't get it. "Seriously, Sunny...this little tease thing you've got going on...it's freaken killing me!" he groaned.

She returned a frustrated growled back at him. "Okay...hypothetically speaking, we have sex right now..." she began. "Got it." he nodded. "Of course you understand that part." she rolled her eyes. "Now, the next time we're on a hunt- remember, we have feelings for each other- We're fighting off demons and I get knocked down or something...what's your first reaction?" she asked. He took a moment to think about it. "I kill it." he said with a cheesy smile. "Okay, except...what about the demon you were just fighting? If you're more worried about me getting hurt, you're not gonna be careful with yourself. You could get hurt trying to help me...because of your feelings for me." she whispered the last part.

He chuckled at her. "And it'll be the same with me...don't laugh it's not funny!" she pushed him away with her foot. He tumbled back into the car door, snickering. She hated that he was laughing at her, and became angry. "You want to end up like my last boyfriend?" she snapped. His face fell serious. "That a threat?" he asked, suddenly in battle mode. "No...it's what's going to happen if you screw up a hunt coz' of me." her voice trembled. His expression softened and he crawled back to her. "That's not going to happen- look." he pulled the collar of his white t-shirt down, exposing a devil's trap tattoo. "I've got this to protect me from being possessed. No demon is going to perform any b&e's on me." he assured.

She smiled, weakly. "That's not the point, Dean. You obviously don't get it. Let's just get back before the beer goes warm." she sighed, getting up and climbing back into the passenger seat. "Shit, I totally forgot about the booze!" he realized and hopped back into the driver's seat. Sunny gazed out the window, defeated. She just couldn't make him understand. She didn't want to fall for him. She didn't want to feel the pain of losing him like she lost Mike.

As he pulled out of the field and back on the road, he quickly glanced at her. "I'm sorry. I upset you." he said. She shook her head. "No, I'm sorry. I don't mean to be a...tease." she chuckled. "I didn't mean it...I was just-" "Horny." she cut him off. He glanced at her again, smiling. "Yeah." he confirmed. "You think I don't get horny? Just cause I had to stop, doesn't mean I wanted to." she said, looking down at her shoes. "Well, I'm only gonna let you go so many times before..." he trailed off, wiggling his eyebrows. She laughed and shook her head. "Tell ya what, the next time...I won't stop." she promised. "I am totally gonna hold you to that." he said, a little excitement in his voice that made her laugh some more.

/

Sam was still sitting at the kitchen table when Dean and Sunny walked in with the lukewarm booze. "What took you guys so long? What happened?" he asked, taking a bottle out of the package. "Nothing." Dean said, glaring at Sunny playfully. She snickered and shook her head as she grabbed a wine cooler and popped the cap off with her wrist dagger. "Okaaay." Deciding he didn't want to know, Sam shook his head and turned his laptop for them to see what he found.

"Anyway, I found this blog. I think it might be the key to stopping Damian before he can start." he sighed. "Thing is, the blogger lives in Massachusetts." "So?" Dean shrugged. Sam gave him a look that Sunny laughed at. "Be patient, Sam, he's been having trouble with comprehension all day." she smiled. "Ha ha ha, you're just too funny to stomach." Dean mocked. "Uh, well, the reason I pointed that out is because he has something that Damian is searching for...without it, he won't be able to summon hell." Sam explained.

"Way to go, Sammy." Sunny chuckled while messing his hair. "Thanks." he smiled modestly. "So, blogger-guy has something Damian wants...does Damian know this?" Dean asked before chowing down on a fresh made sandwich. "I'm not sure. I was able to chat with him for a while and he offered to help us." Sam shrugged. "Hm. Well, I guess we need to go to Massachusetts, then." Sunny said, shoving her hands in her back pockets. "I just hope we get there in time. We don't know if Damian knows about this guy or how long it'll take to find him." Sam leaned back in the chair and looked up at Dean.

"We should fly there." Sunny suggested. Dean squinted an eye at her in confusion. She rolled her eyes. "You idiot, I mean in an airplane! Jeez!" her eyes hid behind her palm as she giggled. Sam had to laugh, that was pretty funny. "Ooh, sor-ry! I've never flown before, I'm a driver, baby!" Dean muffled as he chewed his food. "Yeah, well, driving is gonna take too long. You're gonna have to leave your car here." Sunny flinched. "What?" he exclaimed. "No, no,no I am not leaving my baby alone here! Forget it! Tell you what, you guys fly there and I'll meet you."

Sunny snickered. "By the time you'd get there, me and Sam will already be back and Damian will be dead." she laughed harder. Sam joined in, making his older brother jealous. "Fine. Whatever. We'll fly. I'll ask Bobby to watch her...while I'm gone." he huffed. "Where is he anyway?" he asked looking over his shoulder. "Said he had an appointment." Sam simply said. "With who?" Dean pressed. Sam just shrugged. "Well leave a note cause' we gotta jet." Sunny rushed. The brothers looked at her with raised eyebrows. "What? I'll pay for everything, let's go." she bounced on her toes excitedly.

"What about our weapons?" Sam asked. "There's no way we'll get away with guns and knives in our baggage." he added. "Oh, yeah..." she said, plopping into the chair next to him. "Well, maybe we can buy more when we get there. We don't need anything fancy, we're not going there to hunt after all." she shrugged. The guys shrugged too. "Fine." Dean said, gulping his last bite. "Let's go then." Sam said, closing his laptop.

A/N Now, I know I left someone sexually frustrated out there and I'm so sorry! Will there be a 'next time' for Sunny and Dean? Will their time ever come? You'll have to wait and see! I kinda winged with when it came to Damian and his backstory/origin, so I hope it came out alright. Who is this mysterious blogger and what's he got that Damian needs? Find out next chapter!