Sorry the update has been slow, but crap happens. Enjoy!

Disclaimer: Supernatural is owned by Kripe and Co, probably the CW too. I am just playing around with the character's Mr. Eric K. created.

Upstairs Lea had already gathered her clothes and locked the bathroom door behind her. She ached everywhere, and not just from the physical workout Sam had put her through. The emotional toll of being around the Winchesters was wearing her out.

Quickly shedding her clothes, Lea stepped into the warm shower spray and sighed at the feel of the liquid washing over her body.

'Why are those two so damned sexy? Where do they get off looking so good? Wasn't it enough that they were good men, doing an honorable job? No they had to look good enough to eat while doing it.'

"If I keep up this rattling in my brain I will never get any peace. Shut up Lea!"

Lea's brain wouldn't shut down so she hurried to wash the grime from her body and hair. Maybe cooking something would calm her down. She quickly decided to make stuffed chicken breast, garlic pasta and fresh bread rolls for dinner.

Preoccupied by what to bake for dessert, Lea rushed out of the bathroom and ran right into Sam's back. Startled, she stepped back and looked up into his face.

'He is way too cute for his own good.'

"Sorry Sam, I didn't see you there." Lea squeaked out

'The excuse sounded so lame. Shame on you Lea. '

Chuckling Sam propelled his body forward into Lea's personal space. Cocking his head to the side, he watched the expression on her face turn from surprise to embarrassment.

"Not sure how you couldn't see all of this." Sam animatedly gestured to his whole body. "But I really don't mind you being so close."

Lea licked her lips nervously and opened her mouth to reply, but nothing came out. She couldn't deny that she too liked to be close to Sam, but she didn't want to admit it either. This was so not working out how Lea had hoped it would.

"Yeah I was a little distracted by planning dinner. I was trying to decide what to make for dessert."

Sam noticed she had avoided the whole being close thing, but he was fine with that. She wouldn't be able to avoid him forever. Besides there was still the Dean/Lea angle Sam had to figure out.

"You know how much Dean likes pie, so I suggest that." Sam said without moving away from Lea.

Blinking slowly, Lea recovered from her nearness to Sam enough to reply.

"I have the stuff for a strawberry rhubarb pie. But not everyone likes it."

Her words were few, but the emotion Sam heard in them let him know she was barely holding herself together. He didn't want to scare her off, so Sam moved towards his bedroom to give her some space.

"I have never seen Dean turn down any type of pie. He scarfs the stuff like it's ambrosia. Make the pie. I'm gonna get my stuff and head to the shower."

Sam left her to stare after him as he disappeared into his room. If she had wanted to follow him she could since he left the door open. Instead Lea moved past it without looking in and headed downstairs. She hoped Dean wasn't lying in wait somewhere down there for her.

"Can't a girl get some breathing room?" She asked.

Shunning the living room for the kitchen, Lea headed straight for the refrigerator. There she pulled out all of the ingredients she needed to prep dinner. Busying herself with food was a nice break from the stress of trying to evade the Winchesters' and her feelings for them.