*SAM POV*

I got Mags into the car and closed the door, running to the other side and getting in. I turned on the engine and pulled out after Dean, following him to the motel. "H-hey Sam," She said, sounding completely normal. She sobered up fast I thought. "Tha-that kiss… was… wow." She fell on my shoulder and started nuzzling it. Maybe not. This was the first time I had seen her like this.

"Yeah… sorry about that I guess." I felt stupid. I shouldn't have kissed her.

"No! Don't be sorry! It was… great-tabulous!" I had no idea if she was being serious or not. I decided to watch the road and let her ramble on until she fell asleep. She got quiet for a short time.

"Hey Sammy," she started while giggling to herself. I glanced at her for a moment. "You… ya think Dean and Indi…do it…in h-here?" she started laughing and spun herself upside down in the seat. Shit.

"Mags, you really shouldn't do that." I was trying to drive while keeping an eye on her so she didn't hurt herself.

"Ewww I bet… they did!" she was laughing even harder than before if it was possible. "I don't wanna… wanna sit here anymore; it's gross!" She made a face and reached for the handle pulling it slightly.

"NO!" I yelled, at her pulling her away from the door before she could fully open it. She flew into my side and lay on my shoulder again. "They didn't do anything in the car! Don't do something like that again!"

"Okay, then I'll… just stay here. Your arm is so comfortable!" I shook my head looked back at the road. A few seconds later, I left something in my lap.

"What are you doing?" I asked her looking from where her head now was to the road.

"Your lap is more comfy!" she exclaimed, nuzzling into me. Well it was better than her trying to jump out of the car.

"Hey Sam…" I had no clue what was going to come out of her mouth this time. "I had a dream about you." She stared up at me. I had no clue what to do, but while she was talking, she wasn't moving, so I decided to keep her ranting.

"Uh… what kind of a dream?" I asked.

"I dreamt… never mind!" Her face went red and she giggled again. I was getting curious. She was probably making this stuff up as she went, but I had to know what was on her mind.

"Tell me—what kind of a dream?" I pressed.

"No! It's embarrassing!" She covered her face with her hands and giggled into them. "Okay, okay… I will… I'll tell you, but you gotta keep it a secret from Sam, cuz it's embarrassing!" I was confused. I was never letting her go off drinking with Indi again, at least, not if I had to pick her up. "I dreamt that I almost did it with Sam! But I woke up before…" She stopped her story finding something to stare at which took all of her attention. It wasn't long before she realized that she never got to finish what she was saying.

"Wait… what was I talking about Sam?" I sighed. This was going to be a long night.

"Nothing," I replied. "You were talking about some anime or something." I remembered Dean telling me she was into that kind of stuff so I made up whatever story I could. Luckily she believed it.

"Oh! That's right!" I ignored the rest of what she was talking about. Mostly because I had no idea what she was saying. As we neared the motel, I noticed she was speaking another language.

"Q'est-ce tu aimes faire mon ami?" She repeated over and over again in sort of a rap beat. I was going to need a drink if she kept this up.

When we got back to the room it was obvious how gone Maggie was. She was giggling and could barely walk straight. I had helped her into the room. "Here just lay down, Mags." I said laying her down on my bed. I guess I'd take the couch.

"You… Mister Sammy Winchester… are cute," she said after erupting into another giggle fit.

"Uh… thanks?" I said, smiling and looking at Dean. Dean was busy with Indi and didn't notice me. "You should sleep this off, how many did you guys have?"

"More than three?" Maggie said laughing again. Out of nowhere, she grabbed me and pulled me onto the bed with her. "Cuddle Buddy! I love you!" she yelled out, randomly gripping around my neck and pulling me close to her. I don't know if she did it on purpose or not but my face was in her… chest.

"Someone seems to have taken a liking to you, Sammy," Dean said laughing slightly. I had no clue what to say, and Maggie didn't help the situation at all, she began spouting off in a different language again.

"Je t'aime Sam! Je ne pense pas que j'aurai jamais me sentir comme ça n'importe qui d'autre!" I had no clue what she said. I pulled her arms off of me and pulled my head away, getting up and moving towards the couch.

"Sounds like you got a little French girl who wants you, Sammy," Dean said with a smirk.

"Dean… shut up," I said, rubbing my temples. I was starting to get a head ache.

"I'm so lonely!" Mags cried out, clutching one of the pillows. "You'll be my friend right, Mr. Pillow?"

"Hey Sammy, I think your girlfriend is lonely," Dean said. He had his arms around a giggling Indi. They were both mocking me, and all I could do was shake my head.

"Dean, shut it, go to sleep or something, and she is not my girlfriend." I got up and walked over to my bed. Dean laid Indi down into the pillow, kissing her head. She fell asleep instantly. If only Maggie was that easy…

"Yay! You came back!" Mags said, hugging around my waist. I let out a deep breath and pried her arms off of me… again.

"I'm going to sleep," I told her. "If you promise to go to sleep too, I'll stay here, but if you keep screaming things out, I'm going back to the couch, okay?" She nodded and I slipped off my boots, pulled back the covers, and laid down facing away from her.

I heard a shuffling of clothes behind me. I turned to see Mags taking off her pants. I shot up. "What are you doing?" I almost yelled at her.

"Getting ready for bed, I sleep in underwear and a t-shirt." She stuck her tongue out at me and laughed a bit. "This shirt is kinda tight, so I'm just gonna take it off." The thought of her in her underwear sleeping next to me… no I couldn't let that happen. I quickly stripped my shirt and handed it to her. "Why are you giving me that?" she asked, giggling slightly again.

"You need something or else you'd be in your underwear in front of everyone," I quickly stated, turning my head away from her mostly naked body. She quickly took the shirt and slipped it on.

"Thanks!" she said cheerfully before slipping into the bed on her side. I decided to make myself comfortable as well and took off my jeans. I slid into my side of the bed and lay with my arms up and my hands under my head.

I was surprised when she rolled over towards me, resting her head on my arm and her arm across my chest. I looked down to see that she was sound asleep. I let out another sigh and moved my hand down to her back. Dean and Indi wouldn't have forgotten that if they woke up and saw it, but if I moved her, I'd have woken her up. I decided to leave her there and take the heat tomorrow.

I stayed awake for a long time, thinking about Mags. She was really something else… I couldn't get what she said to me in the Impala out of my head. The clock read two something the last time I saw it before I finally fell asleep.

*END SAM POV*

*DEAN POV*

When we finally got the girls back to the motel, I could tell Sammy was havin' a grand old time with Maggie just by the look on his face. Indi was rambling on about something that I couldn't quite understand, but I figured if it was important, she'd tell me when she sobered up. Before getting out of her truck, I slipped out a bottle of my own and took a guilt sip…

Indi slid over, and I helped her out of the driver's side. She looked at me, a little wobbly, and said "Why thank you, kind sir."

I just laughed and told her, "My pleasure."

When I got her inside, I noticed that Sammy had laid Maggie down on his bed. I thought to myself Now, is he gonna try and get lucky? Or is he gonna be a gentleman…? I chuckled, shaking that thought out of my head, knowing that Indi would kill me for thinking something like that.

The girl started going on in some foreign language that I think was French. Sammy looked like he was about to bang his head on the wall. Poor guy, he had no idea what to do with her. I teased him a little bit, trying to coach him, but he wasn't getting it. I would have asked Indi, but she was too busy trying to sleep with me. It was hard to say no, but I couldn't do it with Maggie in the room…

I wrapped my arms around Indi, and we both giggled at Sam and Maggie who was pushing her boobies in his face. I thought Sam was on fire, his face was so red. I shook my head, and tried to roll over, but Indi had fallen fast asleep soon after she stopped giggling. I laid her down on her side of the bed, and pulled the covers over her, kissing her on the head. Then, I went to bed myself after taking off my jeans, flannel, and socks.

I listened to the conversation behind me. Maggie was trying to sleep in her underwear, but Sammy wouldn't let her. She tried saying her shirt was too tight to sleep in, so he gave her his shirt. What a sap. I didn't understand why he didn't just let her sleep naked…

A few hours later, around two, I rolled over with Indi in front of me, closest to Sam and Maggie's bed. I wrapped my arms around her because she looked cold, and peered over her shoulder to find Maggie cuddling up to Sam. His eyes were shut, but I didn't know if he was asleep or not. He had trouble sleeping in awkward situations… I'd get him tomorrow for that… Not his girlfriend… That would change soon enough…

When I woke up the next morning, before everyone else as usual, I gave Indi a kiss on the lips, and all I could smell was whiskey. I crossed my eyes, and looked away. "Hey, Indi…" I whispered. "Baby, get up, let's take a shower…" I smirked at my idea, and nodded to myself, grabbing some clothes from my bag.

Indi didn't stir.

"Indi, baby… wake up." I stroked her hair and moved her head. She slightly opened her eyes, furrowing her eyebrows at me. "Come on, you need to take a shower with me."

Indi shook her head with a groan, "I don't wanna," she mumbled.

"Well, you gotta!" I picked her up in my arms, tickling her lightly. She giggled, and squirmed, yelling at me in a whisper.

"Dean! Put me Downnn! Come onnn!" I did set her down… on the counter in the bathroom. I turned on the water, and locked the bathroom door. I slipped my shirt over my head, flexing my arms, which I knew melted her. She looked at me, then at the steam coming from the shower, and took a deep breath. "Fine…"

Indi slipped off of the counter, and took her clothes off. I slid my underwear down and stepped out of them, sliding the shower curtain back. I motioned for her to get in, "Ladies first."

She smiled, and stepped in with a yawn, rubbing her arm. I looked at myself in the mirror, nodding, and then got in with her.

She started washing her hair, and handed me the shampoo. I lathered it in my hands, and rubbed it all over my hair. I reached over her right shoulder with my right arm, my left hand on her waist, grabbing the bar of soap from the ledge. Her body was so warm, and the water made it warmer.

I took a wash cloth from the rack behind me, and applied the soap onto it, and started washing my body. I watched as Indi took a razor, and put it to the skin on her legs.

"What are you doing that for?" I asked. She didn't have any hair on her legs.

"It's all stubbly, and gross," she said. I smiled and rolled my eyes, continuing to wash myself thoroughly. "Ow!" she yelped.

"What happened?" I asked, noticing a little line of blood mixing with the water running down her shin.

"Eh, I just nicked myself is all…" She pressed her finger on it, and the bleeding subsided.

"Here," I said, switching places with her, so I could rinse off. I set the bar of soap in her hands, and she took it, rubbing it all over her chest.

I stared in awe, trying to not get myself in the mood. It wasn't working, so I turned the other way, trying to think of something to get me out of it. Nevertheless, Indi wrapped her arms around me… I sighed, tilting my head back, and lustfully rolled my eyes. I knew there was no way to pass it up. My body wouldn't let me.

I was trying really hard to make her see that she wasn't just another piece of tail, but I guess we're both just pretty hot blooded to begin with. As far as I know, I was the only one she'd ever been with, and I planned on keeping it that way, so I wanted to show her that she was more than a toy for me. That's why I gave her my mom's ring…

Why I put it on her left ring finger, I didn't know… That was something spur of the moment, and I don't think I thought much before I did it. Sure, I knew what that meant, but I thought of it and did it. I didn't take any time to talk myself out of it. Now, I wasn't sure what was going through Indi's mind, and I didn't know what was gonna happen when Sam saw it there…

He'd probably say something like "Dean, that's mom's wedding ring… You shouldn't toy with Indi like that… Dean, did you think about this first? … Are you sure you want to be married? … Are you sure you love Indi? …" There were a million things Sam could have said. He was so much like a girl sometimes it wasn't funny.

While I was thinking all of that, I hadn't noticed, but Indi was kissing all up my chest, standing on her tip-toes trying to reach my neck. I shook out of it, and leaned down a little, smiling. "Sorry, I was in a trance."

She rolled her eyes, and I kissed her softly on the lips, taking her in my arms. The warm water was falling down on us, and I couldn't remember the last time I showered with her. Must have been years; two or three, anyway…

I lifted her body to mine, hugging her close. I let her lead the way, and when she gave me the signal, I made love to her, trying to keep her as quiet as I could. It wasn't easy with Indi… she always said it was my fault—that I had a gift. I had to smile and pat myself on the back whenever she said it.

They wonder why I'm cocky… I have a reason… They make me that way…

*END DEAN POV*