Stephanie was only in the hospital for a week. They let her go back to Bobby's with pain medication and told her to take it easy for a couple more weeks, at least until her ribs were healed.

But Stephanie wished that she would have stayed at the hospital since the boys were fussing over her ever since she got out of bed that morning to get dressed.

"Let me help," said both Sam and Dean.

She didn't even have her legs over the bed and the two were already at her side.

"You guys…I can get out of bed it's just going to take me a little longer than usual…plus I have to get out of this damn hospital gown and into my own clothes."

"Do you need any help?" asked Dean smirking.

She glared at him. "I think I can manage putting on some clothes, if not I'll holler for one of you."

She grabbed her clothes out of Sam's hands. She closed the back of her gown so no one could see her underwear, even though it wouldn't be the first time they saw her in her underwear, but Bobby didn't need to see.

She walked into the bathroom and smiled to herself. She hated being fussed over but it was sort of funny how these so called bad ass hunters, Sam and Dean Winchester, were fussing over her.

"You boys are nuts," said Bobby shaking his head.

"What?" asked Dean. "We just want to make sure she can get dressed without hurting herself."

Sam raised an eyebrow at Dean. "We?"

Dean then smiled. "Ok…me."

Bobby and Sam shared a look and smiled at him.

"What?" Dean asked giving them a dirty look.

"Nothing," said Sam. He turned to Bobby. "How about we get you into your van?"

"I can do it myself, you ijit. I've been doing it myself for a few months now…" Bobby wheeled himself out with Sam following him laughing slightly.

"Ok…you guys," said Stephanie from the bathroom. "I think I do need help!"

Dean chuckled and knocked on the door. "You decent?"

"Depends on your definition."

He smiled to himself. "Does that mean I'm safe to come in without getting kicked or slapped by you?"

He heard her chuckle. "Yes, Dean come on in."

Dean opened the door to see that she had got her jeans on just fine but it looked like she was having trouble with her bra and shirt. He saw the bandage wrapped around her ribs keeping them safe and secure.

She pouted at him making him laugh. "I can't reach behind me without hurting myself."

"Alright, turn around."

She did as he told her and he stared at her back. He noticed a few freckles that stood out on her skin.

He shook his head and directed his attention to her upper back where her bra was unsnapped. He took her hair in his hands and pushed it over her shoulder. He noticed how soft it was and hoped she didn't notice him running his fingers through it.

He chuckled to himself as he began to snap the bra together.

Steph turned her head to the side. "What are you laughing about back there?"

"Just how usually I'm doing the opposite of this." Stephanie laughed softly. "Hey, uh there are three things to snap this to…which one do you want?"

"The middle one."

He did and after he did that he ran the middle of his index finger down her spine softly. She didn't flinch or tell him to stop.

Steph was shocked at this but closed her eyes and steadied her breathing. She bit her bottom lip softly and he cleared his throat.

She has such soft skin.

"Uh, you need help with your shirt?"

She turned around and Dean kept his eyes on hers. He was fighting with himself to look farther down but images of a fat man being thrown out of a bar window came flashing through his mind. Even though she could barely move he bet she could still try to beat him up.

He grabbed her shirt and smirked. "Hands up."

She rolled her eyes and put her hands up as best as she could without straining herself.

"Careful now, Nancy Drew."

She smiled a little. "Guess that makes you Frank and Sam, Joe."

"Why?" He slipped the shirt over her arms and head.

"Because Franks the oldest brother who takes care of Joe. He's the one that makes the decisions on everything. He watches over his family."

Dean made a face. "Really?"

"Mmhmm."

"Wasn't Nancy Drew their cousin?"

"Yup."

She grabbed her clothes and Dean made a face.

"Then you can't be Nancy Drew."

"Why not?" She looked at him confused.

"I don't believe in kissing cousins." She rolled her eyes and smiled at the face he was making.

He is so flirting with me.

Dean and Sam were hovering over Stephanie as she walked into Bobby's house.

"Bobby!" yelled Steph. "These two won't stop babying me! Can you run them over with your wheel chair?!"

Steph pushed the two at arm's length. "You see this space…if you two cross it I am going to go Daisy Duke on your asses."

Sam looked frightened remembering the time she kicked his ass in the motel room. Dean just smirked at her and put his hands up.

"Alright, Daisy…wait no, the Dukes are cousins too."

"What?" asked Sam confused.

Steph smiled as she shook her at Dean. He walked towards the kitchen and Sam still looked confused.

"Dean's been trying to come up with a nickname for the three of us. I called you two Frank and Joe Hardy, he called me Nancy Drew." She walked over to the couch and Sam went to help her but stopped remembering her threat. "Then I guess he liked the Daisy Duke thing but figured out Bo and Luke were cousins with her."

Sam laughed as he sat next to her. "And he doesn't like the cousin's thing?"

"He said he doesn't like kissing cousins." She made a face and grabbed the remote on the TV.

Sam continued laughing and relaxed on the couch with Steph. Dean came back in with Steph's medication and a glass of water.

"No," she whined as he sat it in front of her.

"Steph you have to take it."

"No."

"Don't make me force it down your throat."

She glared at him. "I'd like to see you try."

Dean opened his mouth then closed it causing a smirk to spread across his face. "I'm not touching that one."

He held his hand out with the two pills sitting in the middle of his palm.

She gave Dean her best puppy eye look and he shook his head.

"No puppy eye look is going to work with this. Now take the damn medication."

She sighed in defeat. "Fine but I'm warning you whenever I'm on any high dosage like this I get freaking high as a kite and I'm barely here."

She put her hand out and Dean dropped them in her hand. She put them in her mouth and grabbed the water. She drank the water but kept the pills next to her back teeth. She handed Dean the glass and he just stared at her.

The two stared at each other. He knew she didn't take the pills. He broke eye contact and got up to walk to the kitchen.

She sighed as she leaned back on the couch watching TV with Sam. Dean came back with the glass filled with water. He sat on the table in front of her. Sam looked between the two trying to figure out what was going on.

Dean put the glass of water in front of her. "How about this time you actually swallow the pills?"

She narrowed her eyes at him. She knew he wasn't going to stop with this. She grabbed the water and swallowed both pills and water down.

"Happy." She placed the glass on the table.

"Open your mouth."

She rolled her eyes and opened her mouth and showed him that the pills were gone. He smiled in triumph and patted her head as he got up.

"I warned you guys."

Sam and Dean exchanged a look. It couldn't be that bad.

Oh, we're they wrong.

Steph was sitting Indian style on the couch humming to herself a song stuck in her head as she rocked back and forth

Dean and Sam were sitting across from each other playing poker but kept glancing at her.

"Are you humming rain, rain go away?" asked Dean raising an eyebrow at her.

"Sort of, it's a different version," she said as she lied on her back on the couch.

"Take a photograph," she started to sing and the guys listened to her as they continued playing, "It'll be the last, not a dollar or a crowd could ever keep me here, I don't have a past, I just have a chance, Not a family or honest plea remains to say, rain rain go away, come again another day, all the world is waiting for the sun."

She continued humming the rest as she picked at her nails.

Dean watched her and hearing those words reminded him of her. He felt sort of sad for her. She looked from her nails to Dean and smiled a little at him.

"What kind of song was that?"

"A Breaking Benjamin song."

"A what?"

Sam chuckled. "It's a band, Dean. You won't know them…and probably won't like them."

"True, true," said Steph nodding her head and sitting up.

Dean gave her a face. "How do you know?"

"Because the whole time I've been with you guys all I can here is you either playing or humming Zeppelin, which by the way is awesome rock on, Metallica, ACDC or some other classic rock. I'm not saying it's a bad thing but you probably won't like them."

Dean stuck his tongue out at her. "Sammy! Dean stuck his tongue out at me!"

"Dean…stop being a child."

"What?!" She laughed and stuck her tongue out at him. "Dude she just stuck her tongue out at me! Now who's being the child?!"

"Dean…she's doped up on pain meds right now."

"Sammy…Sam-my…Saaaaaaaaam…myyyyyyyyyyyy." She started to get the giggles and the two looked at her. "Did you ever hear how funny that sounds? Sammy. Saaaaaaaaammmmyyyyy."

"Oh God, she is friggin' high." Dean ran a hand down his face.

"Deaaaaan." She was saying their names in a deep voice. "Dean's not as fun as Sammy."

Sam was trying to hide his laughter but couldn't help it.

"Hey my name can be fun, it depends on how you and why you're saying it."

"Is that an invite?" Steph was now hanging upside down on the couch and looking at Dean. She winked at him and he looked at her shocked.

"I'm taking her to bed." Dean got out of the chair.

"But I'm not tired!" She whined as Dean helped her back to her feet.

"Doesn't matter you need to relax and hanging all over the couch like that isn't helping you."

"Can I say goodnight to Sammy?"

Dean sighed and let her go. She ran over to Sam and hugged him. "Night Sammy!" She kissed his cheek.

He laughed hugging her back. "Night, Steph."

Steph walked back over to Dean. "I'm ready now."

"Good, come on."

Dean followed her up the stairs making sure she wasn't going to fall or hurt herself on the way up. He didn't know how high she was fun the pain meds. He opened her door for her and she walked in.

"Dean help me with my shirt please."

"Figured you'd need help someway up here."

He walked over to her and took her shirt off. She started to sway a little feeling herself becoming tired fast from the medication. She put her hand on her head and groaned.

Dean watched her making sure she was ok until her knees buckled out on her. "Whoa, hey!" He grabbed her just in time. She instinctively wrapped her arms around his neck and opened her eyes as much as she could.

She tilted her head staring into his eyes. "You're eyes are really pretty." He stifled a laugh and smirked.

"Thanks."

"They're like two lily pads just floating in a lake."

"Are you always this poetic when you're high?"

She put her finger to her mouth to think about it. Her eyes lids were half open. "Possibly." She smiled at him. "Could you help me with my pants? And then get me a shirt from my bag."

"Do I look like a nurse?"

"You're the one wanting to take care of me. I can always call for Sam." She opened her mouth to yell for him and he covered it with his hand smirking.

"I'll help you."

She grinned under his hand and he sat her on her bed. He helped her with her clothes and laid her down gently on the bed covering her up.

"You'll make a great nurse someday Winchester."

"Alright Josie."

She groaned. "Did you just call me a Pussycat?"

He laughed. "Yes I did."

"Does that make you Valerie or Melody?"

"Neither."

"How about Alan M.?"

"Who's Alan M.?"

"The sexiest man in Riverdale that Josie likes."

Dean couldn't help the smile that spread across his face. She was high and calling him the sexiest man…well Alan M. anyway.

"Yeah I guess that does."

"Then Sammy can be Alexander Cobalt the second, Josie's manager and Bobby can..." Dean cut her off but covering her mouth with his hand.

"Good night Josie."

"Night Alan M."

She closed her eyes and started to fall into a deep sleep. Dean looked at her for a couple minutes making sure she was asleep before he left.

Ok. So not too much drama in this. I thought they needed a little break from drama and have a little fun. =]