26

Dean woke me up when we pulled into Bobby's yard. Castiel waited for us on the porch. We went straight to the basement. And I instantly wish I hadn't.

"Please! Don't leave me in here!" Sam yelled. As he saw me he came to the door, where there was a small window. "Dee! Please, hun, you gotta get me out of here! Please, baby, I love you! Just let me out, please!"

His words tore at my heart and I stepped back.

"No, please, baby, don't leave me in here!" He pleaded.

"That's not Sam." Castiel said.

My back hit the wall of the hallway opposite the door my heart pounding painfully. "Dee, sweetheart, please! Help me! Get me out of here."

I blinked and tears fell over my cheeks as he pleaded for me to help him.

"Once it's out of his system, he'll be fine." Castiel said.

Dean took my hand and led me away. "He's not himself, Dee. You can't listen to him." When we were up stairs he turned to me as Castiel closed the door, muffling Sam's words. Dean brushed the tears away. "It's not him. But he'll be fine. He just needs time."

I nodded and Dean wrapped his arms around me.

"I don't want you going back down there, alright?" Dean said and I nodded. I could easily agree to that. "Come on, let's get some air." He directed me outside.

Castiel followed.

When we were outside I turned to Castiel. "Lucifer found a sigil that binds my power. How did I not know about that?"

"A sigil? Like one that binds a demon or angel?" Castiel asked and I nodded. "I did not know that any existed for one such as you. And you have never seen it before in any of your lifetimes?"

"No. Never." I replied.

Castiel looked concerned. "You're certain?"

"Yes. I've never been binded like that. Famine said it was to bind my power. He said it wouldn't last too long. Granted he didn't expect me to scratch it with my blade and break it."

Castiel frowned at me. "Could you draw it for me?"

"Better." I motioned him forward and he stepped toward me. I placed my hand on his cheek and willed the image into his mind. I don't know how I knew it would work on anyone other than Sam and Dean, but it did.

I let my hand fall when I was done.

"I've never seen that before. Let me see what I can't find out about it. I will return soon." Castiel said before disappearing.

"I didn't know that worked with anyone other than Sam and I." Dean said, his hand still around my waist.

"I don't think it works with everyone." I said softly as I leaned against him. He wrapped his arms around me. "How long will it take for him to… detox?"

"A week or so. Depends on how much he had."

I nodded and then sighed.

"So, what were you doing at the bar anyway?" Dean asked.

"Um, drinking… alot. And dancing." I replied pulling away a little.

"And getting attention?" Dean asked with a smirk.

"Maybe, why?"

Dean chuckled. "Famine made you starve for attention. That's actually kind of fitting and funny."

I smack his chest playfully. "Where's Bobby anyway?" I asked, changing the subject.

"Right here, darlin'." Bobby said rolling up behind us. "Not too fond of his screams. He'll settle down soon enough though."

Dean kept an arm around me as we faced Bobby.

"So, you gonna fill me in on everything that's happened? All Cas said was something about time travelin' and Dee almost dying."

"Uh, twice." I added.

"Well, you gonna tell me?" Bobby said.

"Why don't you tell Bobby, I'm gonna go get out of this shirt, maybe shower." I said.

"What's wrong with the shirt?" Dean said smirking. "Looks good on you."

"Yeah, I'm sure you like it. She ain't got much covering herself up!" Bobby said.

I leaned in and kissed Dean's cheek. "I got something better for you later." I whispered before walking away.

Dean smirked at me as he tossed me the keys so that I could open the trunk. I grabbed my bag and headed inside. I went straight upstairs and to the bathroom and showered quickly and changed into a tanktop and a flowing skirt in a floral print that I had left at Bobby's before with my cowboy boots that had been left behind as well.

I headed downstairs as I braided my hair, where the guys had the TV on as they talked. Dean was sitting in a chair and motioned for me to sit with him. I sat on the armrest, but he pulled me onto his lap, wrapping his arms around me.

"Since when can you time travel, girl?" Bobby asked.

I shrugged. "Not really sure. Never did it in any of my past lives before and I certainly wouldn't attempt it by myself."

"And what Michael told you? About being a wild card?"

"Neither side anticipated me in this lifetime. They certainly didn't anticipate me with them. Michael wanted me to die back there. He couldn't kill me himself, and since I refused his offer of a peaceful death he left me. He didn't count on me get Castiel to get back."

"You're a smart girl. Resourceful too." Bobby tossed me the gun I had purchased for Dean. "Good taste in guns too." He smiled. "Why don't you two get out of here for a bit? Just relax, try to forget all the crap for a few hours." Bobby said rolling into the kitchen.

"Go get your jacket." Dean said softly.

I headed upstairs and grabbed it real quick, making sure the keys were still in the pocket.

Dean waited for me at the bottom of the stairs. "You have one of two options, babe. We can come back here tonight or we can get a room. Which would you prefer?"

"That's not what I said, you idjit! I told you to take her away from here for the night, or a few days, even! She doesn't need to be here hearing him down there."

I swallowed the lump in my throat. "I'll get my bag."

Dean nodded and I headed up stairs stopping around the corner as they talked.

"She don't need to be here while he's yellin' down there for her. You take her and you both worry about distracting each other."

"She's stronger than that Bobby. She understands." Dean said.

"That's not the point. That poor girl has been through enough the last couple of weeks. She don't need to be dealing with this right now. Just call Castiel and tell him to hurry back here to help me with him. You worry about her. Nothin' else right now. You got that?"

"Yeah, got it."

I went and grabbed my bag quickly and headed back downstairs. Dean took my bag from me and went into the kitchen real quick. "You have Castiel's number?" Bobby nodded. "Call him if you need anything before he returns. He's looking into something for Dee. He'll come and help when you call."

"Alright. Go on you two." Bobby said.

Dean nodded and headed out. I turned to Bobby and leaned over, giving him a hug and kissing his cheek.

"Well, what's that for, darlin'?" He asked, trying to hide a smile.

"For everything." I said with a warm smile as I walked out.

Dean waited at the front door and smiled as he took my hand.

We went into town, so that we would be close if Bobby needed us. We got a room first since he said he wanted to shower first. I grabbed a plain light pink button up blouse to go over my black tank top and matched the skirt.

I sat on the bed, the TV on, as I went through my emails quickly. I set the laptop aside and unbraided my hair as it was almost dry. I combed it out and by the time Dean was out and dressed my hair was falling around my shoulders in perfectly dry, slightly wavy, silky cascades.

Dean sat on the end of the bed as he put his boots on. "Alright, babe, you ready?"

"Yeah. Where are we going?"

"It's a surprise." He smiled as he took my hand and we headed out.

We drove in the impala to a few towns over. It took us almost 45 minutes. The place was slightly busy. We got in and I noticed a small stage and to my dismay a karaoke machine.

"Oh no. No, no. No!" I said as Dean kept ahold of my hand.

"Oh, yes." He smiled. "Come on. It'll be fun."

"For you! Do you know how much I get stage fright?" I said as he pulled me into a booth.

"Come on, you? Stage fright? I don't believe that. You love the attention."

A waitress came over and handed us a simple menu of the food they offered. I got a chicken caesar salad and Dean got a burger and we ordered whiskey and beer.

We watched as a few people performed, most of them not that good. Dean got up and came back with a list of songs they had available for karaoke.

"How'd you even know this place was here?" I asked him glancing at the list.

"Came here once on our way to Bobby's thought it was a regular bar. That wasn't the case, but it was fun to watch some people up there while I drank. With each drink it got better." He smirked.

"Yeah, I'm sure."

The list of songs had plenty of them that I knew. The waitress returned with our drinks and said the food would be ready soon. I figured if Dean was going to make me do it, I would rather do it on an empty stomach filled with whiskey. I downed both the shots.

Dean just smirked and motioned to the waitress for two more and she nodded, returning only a minute later with them.

I finally settled on a song that I had liked since I was little and knew the words by heart. I downed the two shots as Dean got up to put my name on the list of singers and tell them my song.

The waitress returned with two more shots. I decided to sip on my beer as I waited for my name.

"I can't believe you're making me do this."

"Why? You're a good singer. Forget about whatever it is your mom told you. Listen to those that have heard you. You're really good Dee."

A few moments later and my name was called. I slipped my jacket off and got on the stage. The song was mildly slow. I took a deep breath as the music started and I gripped the mic on the stand.

I didn't need to look at the screen for my prompts and picked up the opening line just fine. It seemed like the whole bar had gone quite as I sung and as I opened my eyes to see the crowd, everyone, even the workers had stopped to watch me. I felt my nerves a little and decided to just look at Dean.

I focused on him as I sang and it was easier. Especially, since it was a love song…

Halfway through the song, I was actually having fun. Dean was smiling at me lovingly, absorbing all of it and looked truly mesmerized by my singing, but so did the entire bar.

When the song was over, the entire bar erupted into cheers and claps. Dean stood, clapping and whistling proudly at me. I headed off the stage and back to the table.

Dean wrapped his arms around me, "You were great! See, it wasn't that bad now was it?"

"After the first half, no. But getting up there first was terrifying." I slipped into the booth and Dean sat next to me.

The waitress came with our food, "Honey, you got a beautiful voice. You should go up again. Everyone really enjoyed it."

"See," Dean said. "You have an amazing voice, Dee. I've been trying to tell her that, but she doesn't seem to believe me."

"Listen to your boyfriend, hun, he's not lying to ya." She smiled warmly and walked away.

"Do at least one more and then we'll head back to the hotel, alright. But eat first." Dean started to eat.

I picked at my salad. It was still pretty early in the afternoon and as it got later while we ate and sipped our beer, the bar started getting busier.

Dean got up and put my name on the list with the other song I had picked. The list had grown and we ended up waiting for thirty minutes before my name was called. By then I had finished two beer and had a total of 6 shots of whiskey and some water. I was feeling a very slight buzz, but it calmed my nerves.

I picked a song with stronger ballads and vocals, but one I knew just as well as the first. The energy in the bar was different when I got up again, everyone had been waiting for me to sing again and the bar had fallen silent.

I enjoyed singing more the second time around, finding it easier and more appealing. I couldn't deny enjoying the attention and admiration around the bar.

When the song ended, the cheers and claps were louder, since the bar was fuller. Dean stood and cheered again, but he wasn't the only one standing this time. I did a little curtsey and got of the stage.

I sat down with Dean as we finished our beers before leaving.

"Everyone loves you, Dee. You can't deny being a good singer when you get a crowd at a karaoke bar to shut up, listen to you and get a standing ovation." He smiled tenderly.

We finished our beers and headed back to the hotel.

When we were a few minutes away Dean turned to me, "So, what's this something better that you have for me?"

I flashed him a sultry look, "You'll just have to wait and see."

He smirked, "I'll drop you off at the hotel and go get us something to drink."

"Sounds good."

I got out and headed inside as he left. I went to the bathroom and quickly changed into the outfit I had gotten for him. I had made sure to pick lingerie that was easy to take off. Some of what I had seen looked like I would get tangled up in it just trying to get it on, and would certainly get in the way when I was trying to take it off again.

I put the silk robe over it. It was a bit more than what I had put on for Sam, but was more suited to Dean's taste. It had a corset top that zipped in the back and was strapless with a pair of thong underwear. It was a deep purple.

Dean came back and saw me in the robe and smirked as he set down a six pack and a bottle of whiskey.

He took of his jacket and boots. "I hope to God you're naked under there." He said teasingly as he walked toward me.

"Well, why don't you see?" I said sensually.

His hand went to the tie on the robe and pulled it loose and I let it slip to the floor.

His eyes widened in a mixture of shock and delight. "That… you are so not going to be wearing that for long." He wrapped his arms around my waist and pulled me toward him.

His hands slid down my back side and grazed of my exposed butt in the thong. He moaned in delight and I pulled away and crawled over on the bed. He growled sensually and followed me onto the bed. His hands slid over my backside.

He found the zipped on the back of the corset and I got up on my knees as he unzipped it and I tossed it aside as I rolled onto my back.

He lost himself just as much as I lost myself in the pleasure. He took his time and savored every moment.

Afterward he held me in his arms as we sipped on a couple of beers and watched TV.

We stayed at the hotel for three days. He left each day and returned to see how Sam was doing and after the third day I had convinced him that I wanted to see him. He had stopped pleading for me and was merely going through the motions of withdrawal. I felt I could offer him a little support.

Dean was reluctant, but he agreed.

When we made it back to Bobby's Castiel was there.

"Did you find anything on the sigil?" I asked him.

"No. I do not know how Lucifer found it." Castiel replied solemnly.

I sighed. "How's Sam?"

"I believe he is through the worst of it. A couple more days and we can let him out." Castiel said.

"Can I see him?" I asked.

"Dee…" Dean said softly. "I'm not sure that's a good idea."

"I disagree. He needs her support right now, more than anything." Castiel replied. "I will take her down and watch her."

Dean eyed us and then nodded. "Fine, but you watch her. He makes any move towards her and you get her out of there."

"I will." Castiel took my hand and popped me into the panic room. He popped out and stood in the hallway.

Sam was lying on the fold out bed, curled up and shivering. A lump formed in my throat as I slowly walked toward him. I laid my hand on his shoulder and he slowly rolled over. He looked at me weakly.

"You're not real." He said sadly.

I kneeled beside the bed and kissed his forehead letting my energy flow into his. It seemed to calm his shivering slightly.

"Dee? Is that really you?" He asked looking at me with hope.

I smiled softly, "It's really me, Sam." I laid a hand on his cheek and he covered my hand with his.

"I'm so sorry." He said.

"Don't be. Here let me sit with you." I stood up and he sat up slightly so that I could sit down and he rested his head on my lap. His hands clinging to my leg.

"I should've been stronger." He whispered.

"Shhh, it's alright, Sam. Just rest." I stroked his forehead and hummed.

Eventually, my humming turned into a soft song. I stayed down there and sang softly to him, songs I knew the words to. My hand stroking his forehead gently. His shivering stopped and he fell asleep.

I stayed there, letting my heart ache for his pain. Wishing there was more I could do for him.

Dean came down and check on us. "How's he doing?" He asked Castiel.

"Better. She has used her powers to help speed up the… detox. A couple days just to be sure and then he can be let out." Castiel replied.

"Alright. Dee, come on, babe. You need to eat something. Probably sleep too." Dean said.

"What time is it?" I asked loud enough for him to hear, but not too loud.

"It's going on midnight, hun. You've been down here all day." Dean replied.

It hadn't felt like I had been with Sam for that long, but I reluctantly moved his head back to the pillow and kissed his cheek. A small smile crept to his face and I slipped out the door. Dean locking it behind me.

He wrapped an arm around me as we headed back up. Bobby had made me a sandwich and I sat down to eat it.

"I've gotta go and check something out, Dee. I'll be gone for a day or so." Dean said after a few minutes.

I swallowed my bite, "I'll go with you." I said.

"No, I want you to stay here. It's nothing dangerous. I promise." Dean said softly.

"Are you sure?"

"Yes."

"When are you leaving?" I asked.

"Now, actually." He said.

I nodded and stood up and walked him out to the impala. Dean handed me my phone. "I added Castiel's number in there for you. Call him if you need anything."

I nodded. "And you'll call me if you need me?"

He smiled softly and brushed my cheek, "Babe, I'll always need you." He leaned down and kissed me gently before turning and getting into the impala. "I love you, Dee."

"I love you too, Dean. Stay safe." I smiled as he pulled away.

I spent the next day and a half not sleeping. I checked on Sam bringing him food and water through the door quickly, not going in as Castiel was gone and I had no one to lock the door behind me.

I searched through Bobby's books for the sigil or anything remotely close to it. And researched demon blood, finding out that it enhanced psychic abilities and it was needed for Lucifer's vessel not to explode.

I fell asleep in one of the chairs with a book in my lap, having not slept in a couple days.

I was woken up by a gentle hand brushing my cheek. I opened my eyes and looked into Sam's sweetly smiling face.

"You're out…" I wrapped my arms around him and he stood up, taking me with him and wrapping his arms tightly around me.

Castiel stepped out of the shadows, "Bobby called and asked me to check on him while you were sleeping. The demon blood is out of his system now."

"Yeah, and I told you to let the poor girl sleep. She's been up for days." Bobby said wheeling into the living room.

Sam's hair was damp indicating that he had just showered. He held me against him as he sat down in the chair with me curling up on his lap. Neither of us wanting to let go. My heart swelled being in his arms again. I hadn't realized how much I had missed him holding me.

"I didn't mean to wake you, Dee." He said softly.

"Why don't you two take that stuff up stairs." Bobby said, getting himself on the sofa he used as a bed.

Castiel had already left.

Sam nodded and I climbed off his lap and we headed up to the room he used. He sat against the headboard and motioned for me to sit with him. I curled up between his legs and he wrapped his arms tightly around me.

"I missed you." I said softly.

"God, I missed you too, Dee." He pulled me up a bit so that his head rested over my shoulder. "I dreamed that you were singing to me." He added softly.

I smiled, "That wasn't a dream. I spent a day down there with you. Singing softly to you until you fell asleep."

He kissed my cheek. "I love you."

"I love you, too, Sam." I turned around and kneeled in front of him and he brushed my cheek lovingly.

"Where's Dean?" He asked quickly.

"He left to check into something. I have no idea what, but he's on his way back. Should be here sometime tomorrow." I replied sleepily.

"You should get some sleep, Dee. You look exhausted."

"Will you stay with me?" I asked softly.

He smiled warmly, "Gladly."

I took my jeans off and my over shirt, leaving the tanktop and underwear, no bra.

I laid down and after he removed his jeans and shirt he curled up behind me, pulling me against his chest. After a few moments I rolled over and faced him. He brushed my hair behind my ear and leaned in to kiss me.

The kiss deepened and led to the removal of all our clothes. His hands and lips re-explored my body as I did the same. Feeling the flow of energy from him as it coursed through my veins was purely intoxicating.

Afterward he held my back against him, wrapping his arms around me. I fell asleep quickly.