Elizabeth didn't realize how drunk she had gotten but somehow she was stumbling down the hallway to her room. The walls were not staying in place and everything was blurry. She saw a figure walking towards her and it took her longer than it should have to realize it was Sam. She stumbled toward him and only stopped because he was calling her name.

"Ellie, you okay?" He looked concerned.

"Of course. I mean why wouldn't I be? Everything's fine. My ex-boyfriend is looking for me, more than likely to kill me. Crowley has become 'fond' of me. Abaddon is in the wind and she knows who I am now, thanks for that. You look like you are about to fall over dead at any moment. And to top it all off, I can't do shit about any of it because I'm useless. Everything is wonderful. 'm going to get another drink." She slurred, hoping he got all that was said and turned to search for more alcohol.

Sam stopped her by grabbing her arm gently. "Seriously? That's what you think? That you're useless."

"Well, I mean I didn't even stop Scott for beating the shit out of me. I was weak and useless then and I couldn't stop any of this from happening, so I'm still weak and useless."

He shook his head. "You're drunk. Go get some sleep and you will feel better in the morning."

She snapped her fingers and pointed her pointer finger towards him like it was a gun. "Just because I'm drunk does not mean that I'm wrong." She started to stumble away from him when she stumbled and felt a hand steady her.

"Maybe I should help you to your room." He said taking her waist. He led her to her room and placed her on the bed.

Without thinking anything of it, she started to take off her jeans, so she could get comfortable. She really didn't care that Sam was there, they had seen more of each other than they cared to admit. Stitching up each other meant they had to see a lot of each other's skin. Swinging her legs onto the bed, she got comfortable and Sam helped cover her up.

She thought he was just going to go away but she felt the bed dip down as he sat on it. She could tell he was looking at her even though her eyes were closed. "If you look at me much longer, you are going to have nightmares." She said.

He scoffed. "You know, your not useless right?"

"Sam. Just don't." She pleaded.

"No. You need to hear this. You have saved our asses so many times we lost count. That's not useless." He told her.

She opened her eyes and stared at him. "Anyone would have saved you guys. It doesn't make me useful."

"That's shit, and you know it. I don't know what I would do without you and Dean. You two are the only reason I am still fighting against Crowley and literally tearing my body apart, trying to get these trials done." His eyes were boring into hers until she sat up.

"Why? Why the pep talk, and the sacrifice for me?" She knew this conversation would not be happening unless she was drunk, but she couldn't stop herself from asking.

Sam shook his head. "You really don't see it, do you? You don't see how amazing you are."

Elizabeth scoffed. "Yeah, sure. I'm amazing."

"Yeah, you are." Sam said fiercely. "You are the best damn hunter I know besides Dean, you care about people enough to give your life for them, you deal with Dean and I every day without complaint, you try to be extra tough, but I can see the kindness in you every time you smile at a child or calm down a victim, and damn it you are beautiful. I hate that you don't see that."

Before she knew what she was doing, she leaned forward and pressed her lips to his and wrapped her hands around his neck. His lips were hesitant at first because of the suddenness of the kiss, but then his lips were moving with hers. He let her kiss him for a few seconds before pulling away from her. "No." He said.

She fell back like he hit her, heat rising into her cheeks from the rejection. "I'm sorry. I should have known you didn't…I don't know what I was thinking. Just forget it happened."

Realization hit him that she thought he was rejecting her. "No. I wanted to, trust me. I've wanted to for a long time, but you're drunk. You're not thinking clearly."

"I'm fine." She insisted, but Sam was already shaking his head.

"Get some sleep. See how you feel in the morning. Night, Ellie." He said as he left her alone.

What. The. Actual. Fuck. What just happened?

Okay, Sam was hot, and she knew that from the day she met him. She had a crush on him at one point, but she thought that went away. Wait. Did he say that he wanted to kiss her? Did those words come out of his mouth?

Holy fuck.

What about Scott? What if he found out? He would kill Sam on principle. Oh shit. What the hell did she just do?

In the morning, Elizabeth avoided Sam at all costs. She woke up sober and she remembered the night before. Once, she threw herself into the nearest room when he started coming down the hallway and bumped into Kevin. He started to ask what was going on, but she clamped her hand down on his mouth, shutting him up. She promised to beat him if he said anything about seeing her that morning.

She had thought about her situation and everything that was said and done the night before. She realized that she was going to have to do something if she wanted to change her circumstances. She couldn't let Scott win. So she started forming a plan, but she needed the boys to leave for it to work. She left her room to see if she could convince them to go on a food run or something.

"Hey!" Dean called to her from down the hall. "We need to head out. Sam and I have a plan to stop Crowley without actually stopping the trials. Kevin is going to bring us to the Demon Tablet. You coming?"

"Um actually, I'm just going to chill here." She told him. This was perfect.

He quirked an eyebrow at her. "Is this about what Crowley said?"

"What? No. Of course not, I can handle Crowley. I just want to read up on some lore about the trials. See if we missed something." She said, rather convincingly.

"Alright. Well, stay here and call if you need anything." He told her as he walked away.

"Yes, dad." She called to him eliciting a barking laugh from him.

She headed back to her room for several reasons. First, she wanted to avoid Sam because if she saw him, her resolve would crumble. Second, so she could pack her things. Third, so she could write a letter.

When she was sure the boys were long gone, she grabbed her bag and left the note she wrote on the war room table, so they would see it when they came back. She took another look around the place before swallowing and walking out to the garage to take a car.

Flinging her bag into the passenger side of the car, she sat down and pulled the gun out of her jeans. She checked that the clip was full and snapped it back in place. Knowing her phone couldn't be tracked, she pulled out her phone and dialed a familiar number.

It was time.

Sam, Dean, and Kevin came back to the bunker with the Demon Tablet. It was decided that Kevin would stay at the bunker while they went to do the last trial, but they wanted Elizabeth with them. They came in calling her name, but the just heard silence. After calling her name again, Sam noticed the note on the war room table. It had his and Dean's name on it.

"Dean!" He called, opening the note. "She left a note."

Sam and Dean,

I know you guys are going to be pissed, but I need you to stow it for a bit. Don't try to call me because you won't be able to reach me. Please don't blame yourselves for what I'm doing, this just is something I need to do on my own. I'm going after Scott.

"WHAT?!" Dean yelled.

"Hush." Sam said, and kept reading.

I don't expect you to understand, and right now I know Dean is trying to run out the door to track me down. You can't. You need to finish the trials. I can't help with them and I will just get in the way, but I can take my life back.

Dean, I love you. You are the best brother I could have had. I'm coming back and if I don't you have my permission to find me and kick my ass. Take care of Sam. He needs you now more than ever. Help him do these trials, no matter the cost.

Sam, I don't regret what happened last night. I have wanted you for years, but I thought you would never see me that way. We will talk when I get back, I promise. I don't know what is going to happen with us, but I do know I have to stop running from Scott and take back my freedom if I want to be with you. You can do these trials and save us all.

I love you boys.

Elizabeth.