Dean's POV

I was sitting at the table researching a job in the area, because I figured they'd be "acquainting themselves", (for lack of a better term), for quite some time. I didn't exactly want to be there for that, because the rooms weren't exactly sound proof. All of a sudden I heard a door slam and footsteps headed my way. I groaned. "Lovers quarrel already, huh, Sammy?" I heard a huff as I turned to see Skylar standing there, a cat in her arms. My eyes widened and I stood up. "Oh HEEEELLLLL NO! No animals! Didn't Sam tell you?!"

Her eyes narrowed, mimicking those of the cat in her arms. "You listen, I have been through hell and back, seen crap you could never even imagine. I have fought hundreds of wars, seen people I love die right in front of me, three of whom were soulbonds. And I was just reminded of it all, unwittingly by your brother. I am so not in the mood for this right now. So stuff it!"

I blinked, kinda shocked at her outburst, but nodded anyway, then just looked back down to my research. She sat next to me, releasing the struggling feline, who just curled up on the table a foot away. "That's it? No argument, no grumbling?" I rose my eyebrow, "Nope. I can tell you aren't lying. You have the look. Haunted eyes." I looked back down, but almost immediately began to study her out of the corner of my eyes.

Suddenly she sat up, an alarmed look on her face. She scooped the cat into my lap then stood up and darted away towards the kitchen, but not before putting a finger to her lips as she disappeared. Seconds later I turned to see Sam walking through the door with a confused look on his face. "Have you seen Skye?" I shook my head, playing along. "Not if you mean Skylar, no." I felt the cat wriggle, but I placed my hand on it nonchalantly to calm it down. It didn't work.

It jumped onto the table and made a beeline for Sam, who in turn gave me one of his famous bitchfaces. I shrugged as he picked it up and walked towards the kitchen. "I'm guessing she went in here right? Or are you gonna play dumb some more?" When I was silent he turned and glared at me. "You do realise she's my soulmate right? Not yours? You have Cas for that." With that he turned and went through the doors, and I gathered my crap and went to bed.

Skye's POV

I was already hiding in the cabinet under the sink when Sam came in. I heard him stop and then something hit the ground. Sounded like Keri, and I could only hope she didn't find me. "Skylar. Come out. I know you're here somewhere, it's only a matter of time before I find you. We need to talk." I heard his footsteps get closer and I evened my breathing, focusing on remaining hidden. I heard him stop, then a meow, and a scratch at the door.

I swore in my head, remembering that I linked my energy with hers so we could always find each other. I heard him chuckle, "Gotcha." Then the door began to open. I opened my eyes to see him looking at me. "Your eyes are really blue right now..." I frowned and unfolded myself, picking up my cat. "I'm not talking to you right now. Maybe later." Then I ran to my apartment and locked the door before he got there.

I heard banging as I sat down on the stairs. I let Keri run back up as I placed my hand on my chest. It felt like there was a balloon in my chest, and I couldn't breathe. I was aware of the fact that what I was experiencing was a panic attack, and I had dealt with them before. I breathed in slowly, held it, then let it out just as slow. I released some of my energy, trying to calm myself down. I opened my eyes and it looked like electricity was floating frozen in the air. I knew from past experiences that my eyes had gone electric blue, as they always did when I used my powers.

I sighed, not feeling better, and returned my energy back to myself. I heard Sam pleading for me to open the door, but I wasn't in the mood to deal with any of that right now. I stood and walked up the stairs, planning to head to bed. "I'm going to bed, Sam. We'll talk tomorrow." I calmly spoke down the stairs, before turning off the light and closing the door. Then I went and passed out on top of my bed, still fully dressed.

A/N

Ooh drama between the lovebirds. I'm sorry if this is terrible. I don't really know but it seems bad. It gets better I promise. If y'all notice any mistakes or errors please tell me and I will fix it as soon as I can. Thank you for reading!

Mac