Hi to all the Supernatural fans. Cas wanted to say thank you for following my story. Sam and Sage said you guys are cool. But Dean said that we need more things to do. Said that we need to stop writing about their life. Don't let it get to ya, he's in a bad mood, he ran out of pie.

Carry on wayward Supernatural fans.

What The Heart Wants.

"No way in hell I'm staying here" Sage declared defiantly as she stood by the open door refusing to cross the threshold, her arms folded across her chest, glaring at Dean as if she was daring him to argue with her.

Dean sighed "Damn it Sage!"

"I'm. Not. Staying. Here!" She repeated slowly. "Just look at this room!"

Dean had to admit that the striped red walls and the bright blue carpet made him feel a little woozy. And the bright pink flowers patterns on the bed comforters didn't help. But this was all that he could afford, especially after Sage stoled his money to buy a dress. Which he still wasn't happy about. She paid him back, but still.

"What do you want to do?" Asked Dean a little grumpy.

They had been on the road for a couple of days, and all he wanted was to take a warm shower and get some needed sleep, in a bed.

"Deano, I don't think I'll be able to sleep here" she whined "Nothing matches in this room, it's starting to give me a headache"

"What then? Want to sleep in the car?"

"Yes, it would be better than sleeping in this room. Seriously, this room is terrifying"

"Sage"

She looked at him.

"Fine" she huffed as she crossed the threshold and shut the door behind her "I hope Crowley tortures whoever designed this room when they go to hell"

She continued to grumble to herself as she sat on one of the beds, acting as if the pattern on the bed was going to swallow her whole.

Spite his irritation he couldn't help but smile.

He grabbed some clothes in headed for the bathroom.

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Sage couldn't stop staring at the stripes on the wall. If she squinted her eyes and tilted her head a certain way, it looked like the stripes moved. But she soon stopped her actions when she started to feel dizzy. But everywhere she looked she saw the stripes, those horrible nightmarish stripes, that she had a feeling was going to haunt her in her dreams for the rest of her life.

Her and Dean had been driving for two days, stopping occasionally. Dean wanted to get to it and get done with it. Sage began to wonder if he didn't want to spent any more time with her than needed. Maybe telling him about her was a mistake. But, it felt - felt good telling him. But Dean was acting strange since she told him. No, he started to act weird before hand. Why, she couldn't figure out. Something had changed between them, and she didn't know what. It was subtle, but she's been noticing it little by little ever since they worked on that case with the fertility God. It was easier when they weren't alone together, it was simpler when Sam was there with them, or Cas. But now it was just the two of them, alone. And she didn't know how to feel about it.

It felt like Dean was pulling away from her, like he was distance's himself from her. Not like he has put up a wall, but a locked door that he had thrown away the key to, a door he won't open and let her in. And it hurt, it hurt more than she would care to admit, but it did.

This is what Sam had in mind, wasn't it? For the both of them to have a loan time, possibly start talking, and maybe one thing would lead to another, then boom. Sam was playing matchmaker. She should have known. She felt esteem of irritation with his interference. Why couldn't he just stay out of it?

'Because, that's not Sam' said that little voice in the back of her head.

And she knew Sam, more now then when she was back in her world. And she knew all he wanted was his brother to be happy. But she told him and Cas about her feelings for Dean in confidence, so at the very least she would have someone to talk to about it. She didn't want - or need him to play Cupid.

Her phone rain startling her out of her thoughts.

It was Sam. Good, she had a few questions to ask him.

She went outside.

"Hey Sam" she said answering the phone "Man, you have a lot of explaining to do"

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Sam could almost feel her glare in her voice.

"Sage-"

"No! What were you thinking?"

Damn, she figured it out. But there was another reason he called.

"Sage-"

"I told you, he doesn't need that right now. He doesn't - doesn't -" her voice drifted off.

Sam frowned "Sage, he cares about you"

"Not in that way I want him to"

"Look-"

"Did you call to see if your plan worked?" She asked interrupting again. "Cuz it didn't. Sam, I love you like a brother, but I'm gonna ask you to stay out of it"

Sam was blindsided for a moment. That was something that Dean would say, not as polite but the same words, the same heat and intensity in them. So Ok, she was a lot more like Dean then he first thought. Damn, it almost seemed like she was made for him.

He sighed heavily "Fine, I got it. I'm sorry" but he didn't mean it.

"But Sage-"

"So, Sam the man, what's the problem?" She cut him off, obviously singling for him to drop it. That was a Dean like thing to do.

"Um, change of plans"

"What you mean?" She sounded suspicious.

"You guys in Yellowstone yet?"

"No"

"Where are you?"

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Dean came out from the bathroom to be met by Sage perched on the bed, obviously waiting for him to emerge, her expression serious.

"Hey-"

"Your not gonna like it, but we need to turn back and go to Colorado" Sage said cutting him off.

"Why?" He asked surprised. That was the last thing he expected.

"Cas called Sam, then he called me, now I'm telling you. According to a friendly little angel, a couple of bodies had been found without any hearts in Colorado"

Dean grimaced "Werewolf"

Sage nodded solemnly "looks like. Sam is gonna meet us"

"Alright, let's hit the road"

"First. I'm in serious need of a shower"

"Oh, right" he stepped aside, allowing her to pass him. He smelled her perfume a she did. The sweet smell of jasmine filled his nostrils. His heart started to pound. In that moment he wanted nothing more but to grab her and kiss her. But he held himself at bay.

He relaxed and let out a breath when the door closed and he heard the running of the water.

Sage was a friend, that's all she could be, it was better that way. She deserved better, better then him, better then this life. He would just end up hurting her anyway, he always did. This was - was better for her.

But still

"Damn" he growled as he busied himself packing their things.

His phone rain. It was Cas.

He asked Cas to look into if there was away to get Sage home without the spell that was used.

'It's for the best' he thought as he answered the phone.

"What you got?"

"From what i can tell, there is no way for Sage to return to the world from which she came. ."

"Come on Cas" he said cutting him off "There has to be away"

"Dean, I'm saying they're is no way for her to return home because she is home"

Okay, now Dean was confused "What?"

The angel on the other side sighed heavily "This is complicated to explain"

"So, uncomplicated it"

"When Sage done the spell her world and ours became one. That is why there is nothing to return her to her world because she is home"

"So, what you're saying is our world's became one? And there's nothing you can do?"

"No Dean. I'm sorry"

"But she showed up in the bunker"

"That is where she truly wanted to be. The spell sense that in her heart and transported her to where she wanted to go"

"No. Keep looking, there has to be away to reverse this"

"Dean-"

Dean terminated the call.

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When Sage came out from the bathroom, she noticed that Dean had already put all their stuff in the impala. He waited at the door, looking ancy nervous and worried. She has seen that look far to many times back in her world on the show. Dean had something to say, and just didn't know how to say it. Or, he was about to do something really stupid that would end up pissing her off. Or, something really really bad was about to - or already happened.

He looked at her, acted like he was going to say something but then turned open the door and walked out.

She frowned. What the hell?

In the impala the air was filled with tension that she could cut with a knife. Something was bothering him.

'Should I ask?' She thought.

But Dean wasn't the kind of person that opened up and talked about his feelings, she knew that even if she didn't watch the show. So why should she try? But the silence was starting to put her on edge.

Why? They were getting back to normal, Dean was opening up to her a bit. Sage was confused. She knew how Dean could be, but she never realized how much it could hurt in person. How much it could hurt having him pull away from her. In his mind he's probably thinking it's the best for her, in his mind she'll be safer that way. And maybe he was right, but couldn't he see that she didn't care?

She was about to ask him what was up, when he spoke.

"Sage, think you should stay away from this one"

She just stared at him, dumbfounded. For a moment her brain abandoned her. She felt dejected, like he didn't want her around. Then she got angry. She thought they were finally on the same page, that he understood her like she understood him. But it seems that she was wrong.

"Why?!" She snapped "Still don't trust me!?"

"This isn't about trust. It's not-"

"Safe! Spare me Dean! Your just pushing me away like you always do!"

"That's not-"

"You do it all the time! I've seen it on the show!"

"This is life Sage! Not the show!" Dean shouted. "We're not acters!"

She just stared at him. She knew that. What was he implying?

"And you can never go back! This is your life now, but - but it don't have to be"

Ice settled in the pit of her stomach. Was he telling her that he didn't want her here? Was he saying to just leave? Like she could.

"Dean," she started but stopped.

Sage knew Dean, and she knew what he was doing, what he always did. Why? Why won't he unlock and open that door and let people in, let her in? She knew he would never change, and she didn't want him to, he will always be Dean.

For the first time she started to regret doing that stupid spell, she began to wish that she never came to this world. That she never came here and fell in love with Dean. Yes, she knew Dean, that's why she thought it would be easy, but its not. And she thought that she could handle this and bury her feelings, but it was a lot harder than she thought it would be. But if he think's she was gonna just leave, then he didn't know her at all.

She swallowed hard "Dean, why do you want me off this case?"

He didn't answer. He just stared at the road ahead.

She knew Dean was done talking.