Author's Note: The information below about djinn I just pulled straight off .com/wiki/Djinn I hope nobody minds. I was being lazy and didn't want to rewrite it. Anyway on with the chapter

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The alarm clock blared beside her and she reached out swiping at it before finally turning it off. "Urrrrrg," she groaned rubbing her face, there was something she had to do today she just couldn't remember what it was. She looked blearily around her room but there were no clues there. Did she have an assignment due or something? Her eyes fastened on the clock Ahhhh! She was going to be late for school. She flew out of the bed and threw on some clothes, tugging on her runners and grabbing her books as she went.

"Why didn't you wake me up?" She demanded angrily but her mother just smiled serenely back at her.

"Isn't that what alarm clocks are for," Emma, her little sister, smirked. Sarah just stuck her tongue out at her as she snagged some toast and dashed out the door. She leapt into her 92 Nissan Pulsar and it spluttered to life. She gave it a fond smile; it was as old as the hills but it still got her wherever she needed to go.

She floored it to Uni trying to remember what she had on that day. For some reason everything seemed all fuzzy, like she was hung over. But she was positive she hadn't been drinking last night. Although now she thought about it she couldn't really remember what she was doing last night. She shook off the thought as she pulled into the car park. She was pleasantly surprised to slide straight into a park. Usually she had to drive around in circles for ages or stalk a leaving student to find one.

She huffed into the campus, mentally cursing its distance from the parking lot. Next to the lecture hall she could see Jade, frantically waving her in. "Where the hell have you been you bitch? Leaving me hanging the first lecture of the term."

"Sorry," she puffed, "Slept in."

Jade sighed impatiently, "Well come on. I still don't know how you talked me into this, A Comprehensive Course on the Occult and Demonology. Weirdest bloody course I've ever heard of."

Sarah shrugged helplessly, "It sounded interesting."

They both tiptoed in silently and slid into the last two seats in the back row, right next to a pair of hot guys. The one next to her, with short, brown hair leaned over and smirked, "Playing hooky already ladies?" Sarah shook her head and blushed, making his green eyes crinkle at the corners and she felt her stomach fluttering in response. A reaction not helped at all by Jade's completely unsubtle elbow and excited grin. She waved her friend off and focused on what Professor Singer was saying about witches.

At the end of the lecture, as everyone started to pile out the doors she heard Professor Singer call out, "Miss Riley, Miss North, a word thanks."

Sarah froze crap, how the hell does he know our names already? They fought their way through the crowd to the lectern at the front. "Yes Professor?"

"I expect my students to be on time. Am I understood?" He said with his American twang.

"Yes Professor," they parroted shamefaced.

"Now, you both missed this. It's your first assignment." He handed them both a sheaf of papers and gave Sarah a severe look. "Make sure you do it." Sarah nodded, a little put off by his intensity.

"Uuuugh," Jade groaned as soon as they were out the door, "An assignment already?" She leafed through her papers. "Gross, zombies. What did you get?"

She looked down, "Djinn." She suddenly felt as though everything shifted around her and when she glanced up Jade was giving her a strange look.

"You ok?"

She gave a self-conscious shrug, "Fine. I just feel a bit off today."

"Well who wouldn't," Jade said latching onto her arm, "Did you see how hot those two guys were? And did you hear his accent? I think he's American and you know I feel about foreigners. I think I'm going to like this class after all." Sarah just rolled her eyes as they made their way to their next class. The rest of the day passed in a blur, Sarah still had that niggling feeling she was forgetting something but it faded as the day wore on.

Sarah couldn't remember the last time she'd enjoyed dinner with her family more. They had always been close and got along well, but for some reason that night she found herself savouring their company. She drank in each of their smiling faces as if she hadn't seen them in months and hung around the table for ages afterwards just talking, when she would have usually hurried up to her room to work on assignments or call Jade. Later that night she did some research on her Occult and Demonology assignment. She'd searched for ages and hadn't found anything useful when she finally found a website with some decent information;

Djinns are a rare race of supernatural cave dwelling hermits. Djinns are humanoid with tattoos and scarification covering their body. Their eyes glow blue when attacking their prey.

They do not grant wishes, instead they poison their victims and create an alternate reality the victim is trapped in and make the victim believe that the hallucination is their wish come true. At the same time, unknown to the victim, the djinn feeds on the blood. The only way the victim can wake up from their false reality is by taking their own life therefore forcing the body to wake up. Sometimes the djinns power is so great that it can poison the person to death when they are hallucinating.

The only thing that can kill a djinn, is to stab them with a silver knife dipped in lames blood.

As she read trough the information she felt as though ice cold fingers were dancing along her spine. She hurriedly looked around suddenly certain someone was watching her. She shook her head and closed the lap top down. "No more research for me," she said aloud trying to dispel the strange tension and quickly went to bed.

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The next day she sat with Jade in an Occult and Demonology tute as the teacher aid, who insisted on being called Travis, went on about how to deal with a ruguru. They were some kind of nasty flesh eating monster who transformed after eating human flesh for the first time. He'd just launched into the best way to kill them when Sarah raised her hand, unable to stop herself asking, "What if they never turn?"

Travis just smiled condescendingly, "They always turn."

"Don't you think they should get a chance?" Travis didn't bother answering, instead he just rolled his eyes and continued on with the lesson.

They were exiting the room, with Jade making some monster-lover crack in her ear, when she noticed the two American boys leaning against the wall as if they were waiting for someone. "Hey," the taller one with the longer hair called out and they made their way over. "I'm Sam and this is my brother Dean. We sat next to you in the lecture yesterday."

Sarah smiled warmly, "I remember. I'm Sarah and this is Jade." She felt Jade vibrating beside her, ready to have a conniption at the feast of hotness in front of them.

"Anyway," Sam continued, "We don't know many people here and were wondering if you wanted to get some lunch with us?"

"Ahh sure," Sarah said, not sure why they'd been singled out. She knew they weren't ugly or anything, but she also knew for a fact that there were plenty of better looking girls than them taking the class.

As they fell into step just behind the boys Jade leaned over and whispered shrilly, "Ok Sarah you snagged these sex gods which one do you want."

"Ahh."

"Can I have tall, dark and handsome? Please!" She asked quickly turning on her puppy dog eyes.

Sarah gave her a fond smile, "No worries." As Jade did a subdued victory dance just out of the boys' sight Sarah's eyes tracked back to Dean. Something told her Jade had nothing to worry about where Sam was concerned.

Sarah was marginally freaked out at the speed in which she became comfortable with the brothers. It wasn't that she was terminally shy or anything, it was just that literally 30 minutes into their cafeteria fries she was laughing and joking with them as if she'd known them forever. True to form Jade followed her lead and even managed to coax an invitation to a party that was happening at their dorm later that night. Jade crowed the whole way back to their cars as she insisted Sarah go straight to her house so they could start to get ready. She clapped her hands in glee, "That's it Sarah I've found my soul mate! We'll be married on the beach in the Summer and have three insanely good-looking kids. They'll all be taller than me but I swear I won't mind." Sarah couldn't help but grin at her enthusiasm. "And what about you and Dean? Will we make it a double wedding?"

Sarah just laughed and waved her hand, "Nah, we're just friends."

Jade looked at her like she'd grown a second head. "Are you kidding me? He was flirting with you nonstop!"

She shook her head ruefully, "That's just Dean."

"What are you talking about? You just met the guy today, right?"

"I…" Sarah paused suddenly confused, "I don't know."

Jade gave her a slightly concerned smile and pushed her into the driver's seat, "I think you're suffering from Dean-induced brain fever. Let's just get you back to my place and then dress ourselves up in man-catching awesomeness."

Sarah sighed as she focused on the road. Strange, it seemed to be her word of the week. Now that she thought about it Dean had seemed flatteringly attentive during lunch. She had to agree with Jade, it did seem ridiculously perfect. Maybe that was her problem; the last two days just seemed like something out of one of the cheesy romance novels she loved. She snorted, if she didn't know better she'd say someone had djinn-whammied her.

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Sarah couldn't help but take a vain moment to admire herself in the glass of the dorm's front door. Jade had worked her magic and they were both looking pretty damn good. They were both in figure hugging jeans and Jade was in a slinky silver top, while Sarah was wearing a bronze halter-neck that brought out her brown eyes. Again the boys were holding up a wall together as if they were waiting just for them. Funny these two hotties have nothing better to do. It's even funnier that there aren't 20 other girls hanging off of them. Sarah told her bullshit radar to shut the hell up as Dean gave her a melty smile held out his hand. She turned to Jade only to see her retreating back as Sam led her off somewhere.

"So," Dean said and Sarah could have sworn he just turned his smile up a notch, "Looks like it's just me and you. "

She gave him a rueful smile, "I guess so." Just then some drunk guy stumbled into Sarah throwing her against Dean. He glared at the guy who quickly mumbled an apology and took off.

"You ok?" Sarah just nodded, too absorbed in the rock hard chest under her hands to attempt an intelligent response. "Wanna get out of here?" He asked and without waiting for a reply he took her hand and led her up the stairs.

She soon found herself in a more than slightly messy room and watched Dean make his way to one of the single beds, patting the spot beside him. She told herself that things were moving too quickly, that she wasn't usually like this, but there was something about Dean that just felt right. It was as if she'd been waiting for this moment forever. As if in slow motion she felt herself move across the room and sit beside him. He didn't bother making any small talk he just leaned forward and kissed her.

Sarah froze and pulled back, an unformed question on her lips. He gave her an expectant look and she put her hands on either side of his face and kissed him hard. There it was again, she felt his lips warm and firm against hers, she felt his tongue brush her bottom lip trying to deepen the kiss. It felt fantastic and…wrong. He just didn't taste right. She pulled back again, breathing hard and she knew; this wasn't where she was supposed to be. Without a word and ignoring his confused call behind her she ran out of the room and back down the stairs. She hit the pavement and kept going, not knowing where she was going, just that she had to get back.

Sarah had never been much for exercise and it wasn't long before she came to a stop, panting, at the top of a walkway overlooking the freeway. She panted, nearly hysterical as she tried to come to grips with what her head was telling her. She heard voices behind her and turned to see Jade, Sam and Dean at the edge of the walkway. Her panic must have showed because the three of them were approaching her very slowly obviously trying not to make it worse. She held up her hands to ward them off and they stopped ten feet from her. She could see Jade was crying and she suddenly realised she also had tears running down her face.

"Sarah get down. Whatever it is we can work it out."

She looked down in surprise, she hadn't even noticed climbing up the barrier. She shook her head helplessly, "I can't, I don't belong here."

"Sarah you're my best friend, I miss you," Jade sobbed.

Sarah choked on a sob, "I miss you too."

"Then please," Jade said desperately, "Just come home."

She smiled through her tears at her best friend in the world, "I am," and let go of the railing. Her last thought before face-planting in the bitumen below was so help me, I better not be crazy.

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Sarah felt as though she were swimming through thick molasses as she struggled to consciousness. Everything ached; especially her hands which she could feel were strung up above her. As she came into awareness she took in her surroundings holy shit I really am in a djinn lair. She remembered everything now, Castiel appearing in front of her and whisking her away and her surreal dream. He must have handed her over to one of those monsters that bastard. She pulled weakly at her bonds and panicked. She might be awake but she was still well and truly stuck. She looked frantically around the room, but apart from some poor girl next to her there was no sign of the djinn or anyone else.

She looked up at the hook she was hanging on, went up on her tippy-toes and tried to slip the rope over the edge. She slipped and her full weight came down, sending shooting pains up her arms. She grit her teeth and tried again. 20 or so times later she managed to pull the rope free and fell to her knees. There was a tearing sensation at her neck as the needle was pulled free by the fall. She took a ragged breath and looked for a weapon. There was nothing useful in the room except for a long metal pipe. She picked it up, the solid shape of it reassuring her. Just then she heard footsteps outside the door and she pressed herself against the wall.

The djinn glided into the room, not noticing her and she didn't hesitate before bringing the pipe down on its head as hard as she could. It faltered in front of her and she was right behind it bringing the pipe down over and over again, each blow making her feel like her arms were being wrenched off. She followed it to the ground, not stopping until its head was a pulpy mess on the floor. Even then she couldn't bring herself to stop, terrified it would somehow get up again. Finally she flung the bar away and broke down on the floor next to its corpse, sobbing like a baby.

What felt like hours later she stood up and swiped at her runny nose. There was a pile of discarded clothing in the corner of the room and, trying not to think about who they'd belonged to, she riffled through them finding a lighter and a mobile phone. She got the other girl down and roused her enough to drag her outside the warehouse. Neither Sam or Dean answered their phones and she looked back at the building in apprehension, knowing what had to be done. She took a deep breath and squared her shoulders before re-entering the warehouse. And then, taking a canister of fuel she'd spotted in one of the outer rooms she doused everything in petrol. She took great satisfaction in setting the place on fire, before calling 911 about the girl.

She stayed with the poor shell-shocked thing until she heard the sound of sirens in the distance. As she turned to leave the girl's hand shot out to stop her. "Please, don't go," she whispered.

"It's ok, help is here now," Sarah said pulling her hand off.

"What about you?"

She smiled softly, "I've got to get home. Please, when they get here don't mention me. Tell them you don't know how you got out." The girl nodded, looking exhausted by their conversation and Sarah quickly hurried away.

She limped down an ally, heading towards what she hoped was a more densely populated area so she could figure out where she was. She felt herself start to shake as shock set in and she forced her trembling legs to keep moving, wondering how long she'd been 'gone' for. Two figures appeared at the mouth of the ally and she froze, ready to go back the way she came. She was just about to turn when one of them called out her name. "Sam!" She cried out happily and limped towards him as fast as she could. Dean got there first and she threw her arms around him, drinking in his warm, safe presence before finally falling into a dead faint.

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Phew! So how was that? I feel like I might have rushed it. I might go back later and revise it.

Also, as to the obvious plot hole, I realise there's only one way to kill a djiinn, but honestly where was she going to get a knife coated in llamia's blood? I figured that even if they were super strong their heads would still moosh if you hit it enough times and I mean really, how many things can still kick around with a mooshed in head?

So as to the next chapter, how's Dan going to react now he knows about her feelings? And Sam knows too, how embarrassing! And those naughty angels how did things end with them?

All will be revealed next chapter, hopefully, as long as I can come up with something…