"We need to leave here." Cas said simply.
"I know." Lilly said as she walked into the room.
"Warden, do we get time off for good behavior?" Dean asked jokingly looking at Castiel.
"Now." Castiel said looking around to make sure the other's were ready.
"I hate this part." Dean said packing the last of his clothing.
The two brother's pulled together grabbing their bags. Lilly just remained in place near Cas. Lilly kept her concentration watching the way the fabric of the world around her seemed to unravel and weave back into place in another shape. The walls of the cabin around her broke down. Lilly's head swam, but she refused to give in. This was an ability she held. This was a feeling she would have to get through. The walls around her reformed in shades of creme and burgundy. The worn couch disappeared the reformed against a wall as a deep brown leather couch. The lush carpet formed under her feet. A second couch formed behind her. And the familiar set up of her home entertainment center came into view. The world solidified and all Lilly could think about was how she never noticed the painting in the corner was crooked. Dean bent over and took to breathing deeply to regain his grip on reality. Sam took a step backward and fell onto the couch. Lilly merely stood there staring at the frame around one of her images that was obviously off.
"Where?" Dean asked in between breaths.
"Lilly asked to come here." Cas said looking around.
When her balance finally returned, Lilly walked across the small living room to correct the image. Sam looked up and around looking at their knew surroundings. Lilly looked around surveying her once life. This place had been her home. And, it would seem that even in her absence the place was still cared for. Lilly walked over to look at a pile of mail that was neatly sorted waiting for her. Going through the mail, Lilly realized how inane most of it was. Bills for a phone she no longer used. Lilly pulled a piece of paper to her and made a note to have it canceled along with several other services. She also made a note to keep the basic functions of the condo running. Lilly walked into the room picked up a thin black remote and commanded her entertainment center to life. The flat screen television mounted on the wall blinked on. The amp on her small black center clicked on the hum of her two bookshelf speakers were alive. The small media player and hard drive spun up and to life.
"This is your place." Sam said behind her.
"Yes. This is my home." Lilly said scrolling through a list of titles.
Lilly hit the play button on the remote and turned to look at the two brothers on her couch. The movie behind her began and the two bothers just watched as one of her favorite actions films started. The man in the movie fought against an emotionless world to free his people. The world had chosen to reject emotions to moved towards only using logic. The image of the clerics in black coats fighting with only the most effective gun katas was something she adored. He fought for a belief. He fought to save his family. He fought for the people he loved. And, soon Lilly would have to do something all to similar.
"I am going to going to go take a long hot shower." Lilly said handing Dean the remote. "There might be beer in the fridge. I don't remember if I had any."
"Nice." Dean said heading towards the small kitchen.
Lilly walked into the back and grabbed a thick towel. Opening the closed door to her room, Lilly just stood in the doorway looking at the cottage green room. The white rod iron bed sat between two white end tables. The continuous bookshelf that ran the length of every wall was piled with sections of books. Lilly smiled to herself. Crossing the room, Lilly stripped as she walked. This room was home. Lilly walked into her small remolded bathroom enjoying the feeling of the smooth tiles under her floor. Stepping into the walk-in shower, Lilly turned on the hot water to just under scalding. The familiar sensation of her shower made the last few month of her life fade away and down the drain. Her bathroom was small, but for one person it wasn't horrible. The smells of peppermint shampoo filled the small tiled shower. Lilly stood under the the water until it started to cool. The fluffy towel was warm against her skin. Wrapping it around her body, Lilly stretched.
"This room seems like you." Dean said sitting on the hope chest under the only window in her room. The irony of his seat was not lost on her.
"This is who I was. It is more like a part of me." Lilly said walking towards her closet. Sliding the hanging drapes to the side Lilly exposed a well organized wardrobe. All of her clothing was filed by colors then sleeve length so that she could reach in and find anything she wanted. A small shelf ran the length of her closet just under her shirts for her needed accessories.
"Have you changed that much?" Dean asked. His concern was honest.
"I am still me if that is what you are asking." Lilly said turning to him.
"Lilly why are we here?" Dean asked getting to the point.
"They wont look for us here. And, I wanted to hide somewhere with a bed." Lilly said refusing to turn and look at him. "I wanted us to have something normal. Even if it was just for a little while."
It was the truth. It was so close to the whole truth. Lilly tried not to show the pain in her posture. Focusing on her breathing, Lilly tried to hide the sniffles that were forming. But, Lilly failed. Dean's stood behind her waiting. Turning Lilly buried her head into his chest. Dean's hands cradled her as she sobbed. Lilly's heart broke under the weight.
"Okay now. We have to hide. We might as well enjoy it." Dean said pulling her face up.
"Alright. I am going to change and then we are going to go get real food." Lilly said turning back to the closet. "You guys should get showered and changed too."
It hadn't taken them long to finish becoming human. Lilly picked a simple blue dress that others had told her looked nice on her. It surprised Lilly when she walked out to find Dean hadn't chosen his standard blue jeans and a simple t-shirt. The black slacks of a suit fit him well. The white cotton button down shirt and a simple grey tie suited him amazingly. Lilly just stopped to look at him. He ran his hand through his hair nervously and laughed. Sam who had also dress up watched his brother with interest. Lilly just watched in awe. Walking over to the first drawer in the kitchen Lilly took out a small ring of keys. Removing two of the keys, Lilly looked at both brothers. Holding her hands out Lilly offered each of them a single key.
"I want you two to have these." Lilly said before they could ask questions. "They are keys for the front and back door."
Dean watched her. His featured became shrewd as he watched her almost squirm under the attention. Sam reached out and took the key offered to him. Sam watched the war of wills between them. Lilly silently pleaded with him. Then took his hand in hers. Wrapping the small silver key in his hand Lilly watched him want to throw the key away.
"This isn't like that." Lilly comforted him. "It is just me thanking you two for every time I have needed you." Dean didn't seem to like it, but accepted.
"Where do you want to go?" Dean said.
Heading towards the door, Lilly walked out of the single floor condo onto the front porch of her building. The shiny black Impala sat there waiting for them as constant as ever. Stepping to the side, Dean rushed down the stairs and up to the car. Dean all but hugged the car hello. After a quick inspection, Dean accepted that it was his baby and fit to be moved.
"Baby I have missed you." Dean said stroking the car. Lilly slid into the back and waited for the two brothers to get in. A few simple directions and Lilly directed Dean to a family owned steak house.
"Lilly! We thought you had moved." The young hostess greeted her with a hug and a kiss. "How is school going?"
"Sorta. I am doing some traveling. I am taking time off from school." Lilly said telling as much truth as she could. The conversation seemed to shake both brothers. Staring up at both men, the hostess seemed to flush a little.
"Maybe I should consider that." The hostess murmured.
"Your dad would kill you." Lilly pointed out.
"Might be worth it." She pouted.
The restaurant was barely full. It was the advantage of coming in one of the slow times. Before she could move to do so, Dean pulled a chair out for her. The hostess's face fell a little in disappointment. Dean smiled at the reaction, but remained focused on Lilly. The attention caused her to blush. Lilly only hoped she didn't match her hair. After the first round of beers, Lilly knew the questions would come and they did.
"If you haven't been back home in three month's how is your apartment still there?" Sam asked pointedly.
"I own it. I have for a while. All of my bills are set up to go to an account I can't touch directly." Lilly admitted.
"You're a trust fund kid?" Sam seemed confused by the situation.
"I guess you could call me that." Lilly wanted to get away from this conversation.
"If your loaded…" Dean started.
"I am not. There is a family account that pays for all of our homes. I can't pull money out of it." Lilly hated talking about money. It seemed to be a focus of too many of her life issues before and now it was invading her life again.
"You were in college?" Dean shifted the subject for her.
"Yeah. I was an art history major. It is how I ended up in the woods. I was doing research on some caves in that area. I got separated from my group. You were there for most of the rest." Lilly explained.
The conversation bothered Dean. It was obvious and Sam seemed like this was a conversation they had before. Lilly watched the two brother's dodge looking at each other to realize how sore of a subject this must be for them. Lilly ordered another round of beers, and shifted the subject. They spent most of the night comparing movies. After a while, they returned back to her apartment to watch a few of them. Lilly had jumped at some of her favorite action flicks and on occasion took refuge behind Dean's shoulder to avoid the grossness of a scene. Dean laughed at her every time.
"Who knew watching a movie could be a contact sport?" Sam chuckled from the safety of the other end of the couch.
"Laugh it up chuckles. You weren't the one wrestling the whole movie." Dean shot him an annoyed look.
"I could move over to the other couch." Lilly said getting up with the blanket.
"No. You will take the heat." Dean said pulling her back down onto the couch.
Dean wrapped an arm around her trying to lock her into place and Lilly let him. The heat of his body was reassuring. Lilly allowed the world to slip away as she drifted off next to him. Drowsily Lilly listened to the movie about an inter-galactic war that only a group of renegades could prevent. A small group of friends had set out to over turn the evil emperor who destroyed their republic. Lilly felt Dean shift at moments where the bad guys might when and relax as the good guys managed to escape. Squirming slightly, Lilly curled more into him. The movie eventually ended and the two brother's agreed on sleeping arrangements. Dean slipped out from under Lilly. A small whimper was her only response. Dean wrapped her in the fuzzy blanket and carried Lilly back to her room. Setting her on the bed, Dean turned to leave. Lilly reached up catching his hand.
"Stay." Lilly said softly.
"I thought you were asleep." Dean's voice was soft.
"I was. Now I am not." She said tugging on his hand.