Disclaimer: I do not own Supernatural or any of its characters, I do however own/co-own Gracie and Tess

A/N: How about that eppy tonight? I honestly felt bad for Sammy, especially towards the end. I suppose I should have been a little mad but I actually felt bad for EMO Boy. And a "What the Hell?" is like the perfect thing to say about the teaser for next week's eppy. Poor Samster getting struck by lightning! -lip trembles-Poor Baby. -Kalli

And the Partners Have Switched...

Sam knocked on Gracie's bedroom door around 2 that afternoon. He figured it would be safest then because everyone had cooled down for the most part, and Ellen and Bobby were off looking into what they thought might be a case. Dean had been refusing to talk to Sam, but was in the room looking through magazines, and Sam wanted to patch things up.

"Come in." Gracie said.

Sam opened the door slowly. "Still mind if I come in?"

Gracie laughed a little. "Just don't throw any lamps at Dean, okay?"

Sam shut the door behind him. "I was going to throw it at Tess--she threatened me with that lightening ball of hers."

"Tess is harmless." Gracie said.

Sam sighed. "She really isn't."

Gracie nodded. "Was there something in particular that you wanted?"

"You." Sam told her.

"You're going to have to do better than that, Sam Winchester." Gracie informed him. "This was an incredibly long day already, and I haven't entirely forgiven you."

Sam nodded. "I figured as much, but still--Tess told me I may have to go to extreme measures."

"Look, Sam--let's drop the crap okay? You and Tess wanted me and Dean, and that's sweet and everything, but you went about it wrong." Gracie said.

Sam sighed. "You're right--but that kiss and what happened last night...I wanted that, and so did you."

Gracie smiled. "Yeah, I did...but we went about that the wrong way too. What's done is done, but we need to be more prepared in the future to do the right thing."

Sam nodded. "I agree with you. So...wanna start over?"

"Yes." Gracie told him, sitting on her bed and patting the spot next to her.

Sam sat down, and when Gracie leaned against him his arms embraced her automatically. Gracie smiled, snuggling up against him as she found her way on top of his lap. They sat there for a little while, holding onto each other, and then Sam kissed the top of her head.

"I owe you an official first date." Sam announced.

Gracie smiled. "I'd love that, Sammy."

Sam smiled because Gracie was calling him 'Sammy' again, and right at that moment, Dean had headed down the stairs to the safe room. Ever since Tess had spilled everything, Dean had gotten to thinking--about Tess. He and Gracie had been close, and once upon a time even physical, but Tess was the one he was closest to now. He had felt Gracie pulling away, and she'd chosen--now Dean had to figure out if he wanted Tess or not.

"What the--" Tess began, as the large iron door opened.

Dean appeared, telling her he was sorry if he startled her, and she just nodded and went back to reading her magazine, laying there on the bed in the room on her stomach.

"Still want me?" Dean joked.

Tess kept reading the magazine. "Nope."

Dean nodded. "I deserved that...wait...no I didn't."

Tess smiled a little, but kept her eyes on her magazine. "At least you have some brains."

"Come on, Tess." Dean pleaded.

Tess rolled her eyes and sat up, setting the magazine down. She looked him in the eye and nodded, Dean taking that as an invite, so he sat on the bed next to her.

"How mad are you still that Sam and I were deceitful?" Tess asked.

Dean shrugged. "More pissed at Sam than at you--I mean look at me."

Dean chuckled a little, but when Tess gave him a look, his playful face faded.

"I'm hurt--I am--but I'm ready to move on. Gracie picked Sam, and Sam deserves to be happy too." Dean told her.

Tess nodded. "You've been broken up for like...11 hours."

Dean nodded too. "I came to the conclusion while I was out that I didn't love Gracie--not the way she loves Sam."

"That sucks." Tess told him. "I'm sorry you realized that."

"Really?" He asked her.

She nodded. "Really."

Dean nodded too. "You really don't want me?"

Tess shrugged. "You're just not as appealing now that you're single."

Dean was pretty sure that she was joking because she smiled a little, and so he decided to go in for the kill--he kissed her. Tess reacted slowly at first, but soon the kiss between them grew passionate, and Tess smiled a little. Dean deepened the kiss, stroking Tess's hair, and when she nipped at his lip he sighed happily a little.

"I'm not going to make you remain celibate." Tess told him softly, knowing exactly what that silly sigh of his meant.

Dean smiled merrily. "Thank you."

Tess rolled her eyes and she helped him out of his jacket. "It's as much a favor to you as it is to me."

Dean smirked. "Oh really, now?"

Tess kissed him again, both of them tuning out the rest of the world, Dean pulling away after a moment when Tess accidentally shocked his lips with hers.

"Wow." He said.

Tess blushed. "Sorry. The powers are kind of tied to my emotions most times."

"And that emotion?" Dean asked her softly, leaning in again.

Tess wiggled her eyebrows. "Pure want."

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