Dean and Evie drove in silence. Just the radio on. She had told Dean what Raziel had said about Sam and when Raziel came down to take her blood he told Dean to watch out for his brother. He was headed down a dark path.

Evie knew how much Sam meant to Dean and for him to not realize what was happening or that he wasn't protecting him forced him into himself. He was beating himself up. She could tell.

Her voice was quiet, calm, "Dean?"

She saw his eyes turn toward her than back to the road. He was angry. More than angry. He was determined to find Sam. They'd called Bobby and he said Sam had gone on a hunt in Chicago. When Dean found out he went by himself he was even more upset.

Dean wanted to stop and drop Evie off at Bobby's but she knew better than to leave Dean in the car alone driving to Chicago with nothing to think about but what Sam could possibly be doing and how he wasn't there to protect his baby brother. That was his one job. His only job. Hunting he just happened to come on the side. But protecting Sam and now Evie came first.

"Dean...please talk to me," Evie sounded sad. It had been hours since he'd spoken.

"What? What do you want me to say? My brother is in Chicago sucking the blood of some bitch demon and doing god knows what. This wasn't what he was supposed to be doing. And if he's on a case alone, I will beat the living crap out of him."

"Dean. Maybe he thinks he's helping. Getting stronger to beat Lilith…" Dean cut her off.

"It doesn't matter! He chose some demon over his own brother. And he's been lying to me about it. I just can't."

"What are you going to do when you find him?" Evie asked.

"Confront him. And if he lies. Then I don't know what. I haven't thought that far ahead yet."

"Dean. We've been driving for hours. Can we please stop for the night. He will still be in Chicago in the morning. Please."

"Fine." Dean said sharply.

He pulled into a motel and Evie went in to get a room.

"Two twins will be fine." She was unsure of how much she'd want to sleep next to Dean tonight. The old woman handed her a key and Dean followed her in the car to the parking spot in front of the room.

When they entered Dean stopped in his tracks. "Was there no queen bed room?"

Evie looked down and blushed.

"You chose this room? You don't want to sleep next to me?

"Well Dean, you're a little on the harsh side tonight. I figured you wouldn't want to sleep next to anyone."

"Go get a different room. Now."

"This is exactly why I got two rooms. You aren't the boss of me. Just because you're my boyfriend doesn't mean you get to treat me like this. I'm not your fucking dog. I don't go play fetch. I know you're upset and I'm trying my hardest to give you some leeway but you are really fucking pushing my limit, boy."

"Yeah, well when I have to watch over you and Sam and I find out you hid what you knew from me and Sam is lying to me I just don't feel like talking to people I don't trust." Dean said angrily.

Evie was heating up. She could feel the anger rising. She could feel her eyes burning. "Fuck you Dean. I only "hid" what I knew until I could find out for sure but the cat was let out of the bag before I even got a chance to find out if it was true. What if it's not true? What if they're just trying to turn you against Sam because they think Sam will be Lucifer? And as for the trust, you lied to me too. Back at the motel with the moths. So you can just come down off your high horse," Evie said her voice getting louder.

Dean left the room and slammed the door. Evie threw her bag on the bed.

"Fuck!" she said to no one.

Dean came back a moment later grabbed all his stuff and her stuff and slammed the door again. Evie just watched him. She followed him as he moved down two rooms.

The door was unlocked. She was still seeing things in just the smallest shade of blue, which she was guessing meant her eyes were lit up. The room was a queen. One queen.

"And what the fuck makes you think I want to sleep next to you tonight after what you just said to me. You just told me I'm a fucking burden that lies to you. And by the way, I can take care of my fucking self. I did it for a long, long time. I know how to hunt alone. I'm not some china plate that needs to be padded and kept from harm. I broke my spine in 3 places. I know pain. I've been to Hell. I did just fine without you before. So fuck off Dean."

He walked up to her slowly. With a purpose. He grabbed her shoulders and pulled her into the room and slammed the door.

Evie was still fuming with rage. "Are you fucking jealous or something? That you don't have powers like me or Sam? That you think you're just a human? Because you are far from human Dean. You aren't the only one one being chased by angels. Your picture next to Michael means that you are his vessel. They need you. And you will fight. You fought through Hell and you'll fight through Heaven. No human does that. No one.

His voice was calm. Quiet. Dangerous. "Fuck off Evie. My only job ever has been to protect those I love. And now Sam is hopped up on demon blood and you and me are being chased by angels and demons. I'm not just going to sit by and let Sam be taken to the dark side while we get pulled apart by angels. I don't give a shit about powers or vessels or any of that bs. But I need to be able to trust the people I'm with and right now I don't trust anyone but myself."

Evie's rage hit the roof. Her eyes blew up the room with a blue hue. "Dean you are a selfish bastard do you know that?! I hid what I did to protect you and Sam because I knew this is how you'd react. You don't know that he's on demon blood. You're taking the word of an angel who wants you turned against your brother over what you see what your own eyes. That's how we work Dean. With our eyes. What we can see. And we haven't seen shit out of Sam yet that proves anything. And you don't trust me? After everything we've been through, everything we know about each other. Things YOU haven't even told Sam, that I know about, and you want to ride the high horse. No. That's not how trust works. It's a two way street."

Dean closed what little distance was between them and kissed Evie hard.

"What the fuck do you…" He cut her off with another kiss and pinned her hands above her head when she tried to push him away. Except now she kissed him back harder. Her eyes lighting up the dark room. This was war.

He let her hands go to get her shirt off and she ripped his apart popping buttons off and hearing them land everywhere. She pulled off his white undershirt and ran her hands up his chest. He was still fiddling with her bra. She put her hand on the handprint on his shoulder knowing exactly what it would do.

"Jesus, FUCK Evie." They were both put into overdrive after that. It wasn't an orgasm but strong enough desire to push them harder.

They were kissing and biting each other's tongues and lips. Evie drew blood. Dean sucked on her neck and collarbone until she had two good, hurting bruises next to each other. He finally got her bra off and moved down her chest. She was unbuckling, unbuttoning, and unzipping his pants pushing them and his boxers to the floor.

She grabbed for his cock. She slid her hands down his chest to her knees and took Dean all the way down all at once. He grabbed her hair and started to move her head the way he wanted it. She hollowed her cheeks and moved her tongue around his entire dick. She could barely hear the moans over her own heartbeat in her ears. She looked up at him and everything was tinted blue. When he saw her eyes he couldn't control himself. He pulled her off his dick and stepped out of his jeans.

He picked her up and tossed her onto the bed. He wiggled her out of her jeans. She pushed up and back on her elbows until she was all the way on the bed.

"Who the hell told you to move there?"

"Me." Evie said with force.

"Oh really? Well, we'll see how long you stay there." He stuck two fingers in her mouth. "Suck."

She did. Really enjoying this forceful dominant Dean. She was still seeing blue. A fleeting thought went by that she hoped she didn't conk out for like 3 days.

Dean removed his fingers and put one inside her and the other was pushing against her other hole.

"Fuck, Dean."

She hadn't done that in a long, LONG time.

"You are mine tonight nephilim," he said almost evilly.

She moaned to him. The war was over. Technically she'd lost but really they were both going to win.

He slid a finger into her tight ring of muscle. She moaned forgetting what it had felt like.

"What a naughty little angel you are. You like this too much. Maybe I should stop…"

"No...no please. Don't stop. I need...I need you." She moaned through small screams as Dean put another finger in and was moving them in an out.

"Do you trust me?" He asked.

She was kind of taken back by the question. "Y-yes."

"Yes, what?"

"Yes, Dean?"

"Close enough. Stand up Evie."

She stood and he turned her around and bent her over the bed.

"You need to tell me if it's too hard or too much. I'm trusting you to tell me Evie."

She nodded. She heard a bottle top pop and could hear him slicking up his dick. She felt a cool sensation on her tight muscle. He rubbed his finger around it and pushed it in. She moaned.

"Ok Evie."

She nodded. Her eyes still tinting the whole room.

She felt his dick against her. She felt the push and the burn. He slid his fingers down the sides of her metal spine, easing her tension a little bit.

"Stop. Wait." She said wincing. She needed him so bad but he was so big and the pain was unbearable at the moment.

He stopped and waited until she nodded and pushed in further.

The burn was overwhelming but she wasn't about to stop. She wanted him all the way in.

"Ok Evie?"

"Yes. Oh god, you are so big. So good." He elbows shaking on the bed trying to hold her up.

He pushed in some more. She finally felt him stop. He'd hit the end. He moved slowly in and out of her.

"Holy Christ Evie, you are so, so tight. Oh my god."

"Faster Dean, please."

He moved faster. She felt a squeezing in her stomach. "Jesus you're going to make me come already."

"I know me too."

As she felt herself winding up. Dean picked up her knees and without slipping out of her turned her so she faced him, her hips just on the edge of the bed.

The turn had pushed her right to the very edge and as Dean slammed into her harder and faster she felt all her nerves light up. She'd had her eyes closed but she couldn't help it. She opened them wide and a blinding blue light shot out from them lighting up the whole room. She felt like it went right through the ceiling like a blue beam in the night.

"OH oh fuck DEAN!"

He came moaning unintelligible words. She could feel him pulsing inside her. The light had faded from her eyes but they were still glowing. She was completely spent. She felt Dean pull out slowly and when he was all the way out she moaned.

He turned and went to the bathroom. He came back out a few seconds later with a wet washcloth and cleaned them both up.

The laid on top of the bed. Just breathing. Holding hands in the middle.

Evie spoke first. "So do you trust me?"

Dean smiled. "I'm surprised you remembered anything that was said because I barely do. But I do remember that." He added when he saw her face fall. "Yes, I do trust you. I just think that all the secrets and the possibilities that are being thrown at me are just getting to me. I'm sorry. I said a lot of things I didn't mean."

"Me too. I'm sorry. I just wanted you to understand. To give your brother the benefit of the doubt and if it is true we can kick his ass together. And as for me, Dean, I know you will, but you don't have to worry about me. I've taken care of myself, by myself, before."

"Yeah, I'll probably always worry about you. Can't help it."

There was a knock at their door. They both looked at each other and smiled. Expecting a furious neighbor or front office guy to yell at them for being so damn loud. Dean wrapped himself in the comforter and Evie in the sheet underneath. Dean slapped Evie's ass as she headed for the door.

Letting out a small laugh from Dean and smiling she answered the door already apologizing before the door was all the way open. Then she realized who was standing at her door.

"Raziel!?"