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Mia sat quietly by Sam as she watched Dean gather the supplies to care for his brother's wounds. The rolled gauze and tube of ointment lay patiently waiting to be used as Dean gently washed Sam's injuries with peroxide. Sam winced some in his sleep, but thanks to Mia's humming and soothing touch he settled down easily.

Dean carefully dried the surface of Sam's leg and began to apply the antibiotic ointment along the stitched cuts. Wrapping it took longer because Dean had to pad the larger gash and cover Sam's entire lower leg with a gauze bandage. Securing it lightly with tape, Dean felt his brother's head for a temperature.

"Not sure how he lucked out, but so far he doesn't have a fever. If you help me get his shirt, I'm gonna leave what's left of his jeans on for the night." Dean said as he tossed the dirty rags on the nightstand, leaving them for the morning.

Mia nodded yes and kneeled on the bed ready to assist Dean. She was nervous about seeing Sam's bare chest. Mia couldn't remember if she had seen a real life man chest before. She liked what she saw on TV, but was sure being close enough to touch would be so much better.

"I'll hold Sasquatch up while you pull the nasty shirt off. Man he got skanked up out there. Wonder what he was doing with that fugly mutt while I was trying to save his ass." He said as more of a statement then question.

Dean maneuvered himself behind Sam, legs on either side of his massive chest, and began to pull the dirty shirt up enough to get his arms around the passed out man's middle. His little brother was a huge dead weight, nearly impossible for Dean to move on his own. He was thankful once again for Mia's presence.

Dean motioned for Mia to continue removing the soiled top, but she seemed to be having a hard time concentrating on the task. Sam's skin was a golden brown and pulled tightly over his well-muscled stomach. Mia didn't have a clean shot of his chest, but she'd bet good money that it was well built.

Mia hesitantly grasped the hem of the bunched up shirt, nearly gasping out loud as her hands made contact with both Sam and Dean's flesh. Two hot men in one bed was so tempting and terrifying at the same time.

"Can you push him forward a little so I can get the shirt over his shoulders?" She asked shyly.

Dean just nodded as he used one hand to push Sam's back away from his chest. Mia quickly tugged the shirt up enough to allow Sam to settle back against Dean and then eased it over Sam's head. After that it was easy to pull the rag off of his arms. Mia knew his chest was going to be awesome, but she wasn't prepared for just how good Sam would look without a shirt.

Discarding the shirt, Mia moved from the bed to the kitchen at full speed. She needed to put some space between the Delicious Duo. Those two were too hot to handle for a "memory loss virgin". Mia called herself that because she couldn't remember if she had had sex. She would use the time away to get a washcloth to clean Sam up a bit.

Dean felt the change in Mia without her saying anything. The fun flirty Mia had disappeared as soon as they began working on Sam again. She seemed really innocent, but her ability to kill a Black Dog proved she was capable of taking care of herself. Maybe she was just sexual inexperienced? Dean was intrigued and really wanted to find out.

Before he could stop himself Dean blurted out, "Are you attracted to my brother?"

Stunned at his question, Dean scrambled to find a way out of it.

'Maybe she didn't hear me!' He thought to hopefully.

Staying by his brother's side, Dean half wished Mia would answer him and prayed that she wouldn't. The way they had kissed earlier had turned him on, so the thought of losing out to his nerdy, nearly comatose brother didn't appeal to dean at all.

Mia didn't have it in her to lie. It felt wrong and Dean deserved the truth. Moving away from the sink, Mia turned and started for the bed.

"I am attracted to you both. Maybe it's from the stress of killing that thing, or because I can't remember ever liking another living soul. Or it could be that you and Sam are so stinking hot. I haven't figured it out yet."

Dean couldn't help but laugh at Mia's honesty. He knew he was hot and women seemed to think the same of Sam, so he couldn't blame her for liking them both. Most women wouldn't admit it though. Dean could work with honesty.

Mia's attention was on Sam as she gently cleaned the dirt and dried slime from his face. She felt Dean's presence behind her as she worked, but chose to focus on Sam. It would be easy to melt into these new feelings, but taking care of Sam came first. Besides, Mia wasn't sure what she'd do with Dean or Sam anyways. Really good sex came to mind, making Mia wonder how she knew what really good sex was.

Dean wanted to push the topic further but was too exhausted to get into it. He wanted to give Mia is full attention and just couldn't do that right now. He needed some time to think and Mia probably did too.

Mia was so gentle with Sam, which somehow made Dean want her more. It was hard for people to understand how close the two brothers were to each other, but Mia seemed to accept it. She wasn't forcing herself on Dean while ignoring Sam. His brother's needs were first for her too and it was damned sexy.

"Thank you for taking such good care of Sam and letting us stay here tonight. I truly appreciate it. Where do you want me to crash?" Dean asked quietly.

His words were almost a whisper in Mia's ear. She had finished with Sam so Dean wrapped her securely in his arms, her back pressed into his hard chest. The smell of her skin was driving him made. He felt Mia's body tense with his touch; her breath quickened as she settled into him.

"I'm glad I was there to help. I have no idea where all that butt kicking came from, but it felt good to help you guys. I have spent so much time feeling useless and alone. You can both stay as long as you need. Thank you for letting me into your little circle."

Mia turned in Dean's arms and circled her arms around his middle. She nuzzled her face into him and let herself get lost in the feelings Dean seemed to drag out of her. Exhaustion was threatening to overtake Mia as she swayed in his embrace. Dean smiled as he moved back enough to look into her face.

'Damn she was beautiful.' He thought.

"We are both going to pass out here. It's bedtime sweetheart." He said before placing a kiss on her forehead.

"The couch pulls out into a bed. Let me make it up." Mia agreed with the need for sleep.

He moved slowly away from Dean to cross the small living space to the couch. She tossed a cushion to the floor and had reached for the second one when she bumped into Dean as he too reached to remove it. Mia let Dean handle the cushion as she focused on pulling the mattress up out of its hiding spot within the frame.

The bed was already made to Mia's surprise. While the blanket didn't look very warm, it was clean. Grabbing a pillow from the floor, Mia turned to look at Dean. He had removed his shirt and was stretching his yummy muscles before settling in for the night.

Dean liked the red flush creeping its way into Mia's cheeks. She really was as innocent as she seemed.

"We can share the bed. I promise not to get all touchy feely on you." He said seriously.

"I wouldn't mind a little touchy feely." Mia admitted easily.

With that Dean flipped off the light, leaving only the dim light above the sink on to light his way back to the bed. Mia had already settled onto the bed when Dean lowered his body down next to her.

"In that case, can I kiss you goodnight?" Dean asked; his voice revealing his need.

"Yes, please." Mia begged in a husky voice.

Dean dipped his head to capture Mia's lips with his own. She tasted so sweet, better than any pie Dean had ever eaten. He had to pull back, not deepen the kiss like he wanted to. His instincts told him to take her, even with Sam being so close. In fact having Sam so close was actually kind of a turn on.

'Where the hell did that come from?' He wondered.

Mia would have followed Dean down any path he chose at that moment in time. While she wasn't sure of her virginity status, Mia knew for sure she wanted Dean now. Glancing over at Sam's still form helped her cool off some.

'How was it possible to be attracted to two people you just met?' Mia asked herself silently.

"I like your lips and how they make me feel Dean." Mia said not knowing how her words would affect him.

A soft, sexy smile covered his face as Dean leaned in to brush a quick kiss on Mia's swollen lips.

"My lips like yours too. So does the rest of my body. It's time to catch some Z's little one."

Mia smiled back at Dean, eyes lingering on his face for a few seconds before she turned away from him and settled on her side to sleep. Her mind began to wonder over the events of the night.

Dean watched Mia in the dark. He never expected to find a person he connected to so well, besides Sam. Only knowing her a few hours didn't make a difference to Dean. Letting her go would be hard, whether they became lovers or remained friendly it was going to be painful.

Without any more thought Dean reached across the bed and gathered Mia into his arms. She sunk into his embrace, breathing easier as he felt her nodding off to sleep.

"Goodnight Mia." Dean whispered into her neck.

"Goodnight Dean." Came a soft reply.