I wait anxiously in the car for Dean. Cas notices my anxiety and he gives my hand a squeeze. Suddenly, Dean comes racing out of the building. He jumps into the drivers seat. His face is set angrily.

"What's wrong?" I ask.

"Nothing, we just need to get the hell out of here." He guns the Impala to life, and we speed out of the parking lot. Cas is sitting in the back with me.

"Where is Sam?" He asks.

"Sam isn't comin with us." Dean says. He's gripping the steering wheel tight and his face is a mask of anger.

"Dean?" I say softly. "Baby, what's wrong?"

"Nothing." He snaps. He turns on AC/DC loudly and drives in silence for several hours. I don't dare to speak or ask where we're going. Eventually, I fall asleep next to Cas.

Several hours later, Dean shakes me awake. "Hey. Alison, wake up. We need to talk." Those words feel worse than a punch to my stomach. Praying he's not going to break up with me, I get out of the car. I follow Dean into the bar where he has driven us.

I sit down at a table in the back. Dean orders a beer and I order an iced tea. When the waitress leaves, Dean reaches for my hand.

"Don't worry, I'm not going to break up with you." He says with a grin.

The pressure in my stomach vanishes. I breathe a sigh of relief.

"I just wanted us to talk. And I know you've had some questions, so I'm going to answer anything you want to know. I'm sorry if I've upset you."

"It's ok, Dean." I say with a smile.

"So, shoot."

I have so many questions for him. Who and what is Cas? What did Sam say that upset him so much? Is he comfortable with our relationship? Does he still want me around? I think of the hunt with the dragon, and that raises a million more questions. According to the dragons comment about my time left, I only have three days. Is this right? Why wouldn't John Winchester have approved of me? And why did the dragon call me Mrs. Winchester?

I decide to start with the question about Cas, since it seems the most harmless.

"Who and what is Cas? Because when I shot him, the bullets just bounced right off."

"He's and angel, and my friend. He'll come when I pray for him most of the time. Thank god. He's saved my ass time and time again." Dean grins. "He is a little clueless, because he's not familiar with human life." The waitress returns with our drinks. She smiles flirtatiously at Dean, but he doesn't even glance her way. She gives up and leaves.

"Do you still want me here?"I blurt out. "Like hunting with you? Are you comfortable with our relationship?" I ask. Dean stands up, walks over to my side of the booth, pulls me to my feet and slams his lips against mine. It's the kind of intense kiss that only happens in movies. It could have lasted a second or an hour, but when Dean breaks the kiss, I am disoriented and swoon. Dean laughs and helps me sit down.

"Did that answer your question?"

"Uh, yeah." I say happily. "Um, what did Sammy say that upset you so much?" The goofy grin slides off of Deans face.

"Sammy is taking a break from us for a while. He's going to hunt with Becky from now on until we decide to join up again."

"Oh, Dean. I'm sorry."

"I'm not. No jealous brother to try and steal you from me. Life is good." He smiles at me and I smile back.

"Dean, why wouldn't your dad have approved of me? The dragon said so when we were hunting him."

"My father would have loved you." Dean says. "That was just the dragon trying to distract me from saving you."

"He also said I had two weeks left. Dean, it's been a week and four days. What's going to happen in three days?" I ask.

"I don't know the answer to that one." Dean says. "But I will do everything in my power to keep you safe."

I consider asking him why the dragon called me Mrs. Winchester, but decide against it. I finish my iced tea and Dean finishes his beer.

"Dean, is Castiel staying with us?"

"Yes, but he will give us plenty of alone time." He smiles. I grin back. We spend the next three hours at the bar, talking and for Dean, drinking. Later, Dean says he's ready to go, so I pay the bill in cash and leave. We had to ditch the fake credit cards we had after getting caught by the Agents.

I help Dean to the Impala since his balance is a little off.

When we get to the hotel, Dean immediately lays down on the bed. I take off his boots and jacket for him. I take a fast shower, and come out wrapped in a towel. Dean is thrashing around on the bed. He looks like he's having a seizure. I rush over and grab his arm. "Dean!" Panic fills my voice. "Wake up, Dean!" His eyes fly open and he pins me against a wall holding a knife to my throat.

"Dean, please. Don't." He suddenly seems to realize who I am. He lets me go and engulfs me in a hug.

"It was only a nightmare, baby." I say.

"Thank god. I don't think I could live without you." He says. I slide on some panties, a tank top and some shorts before sliding into bed with Dean. He locks his arms around me and finds sleep once again.