1A/N: Sorry for the wait. I wrote this as soon as I got some free time. This week was crazy. Anywhoo here it is. I hope you like it.

I was so happy about going with Trevor instead of Dad or Dean or Sam. I love them to death, but it would be a little awkward to drive me to a place where I planned to have sex (and lots of it). In fact, I was so happy I didn't even mind the four thousand times they "discretely" told Trevor to make sure Jason and I didn't "too good of a time." And I wasn't at all perturbed with the four hundred times Dad and Joshua talked to us about speeding and making sure we had gas and all the other stuff we already knew. And as annoying as my family was being, the person that was really bugging me was...me. I was able to take off and leave a town in five minutes my whole life. Why was it taking me an hour to figure out what to wear when we went? I was half way through all of my clothes when I figured a break was in order. I headed over to the kitchen to get the last of the freezie pops I'd gotten Dad to get me when he was still on his "anything for my hurt daughter" thing. I was saving it and I could think of no better time I want need raspberry goodness to calm me down. But it wasn't there. First I couldn't find ONE decent outfit and then my freezie pop was gone. I went into the living room where Dean and Sam were sitting. "Which one of you ate it?" I asked.

"What?" Sam said.

"You know what. My freezie pop."

"Oh." Dean said. "I think Trev had one of those earlier."

I went to find him. He was in his Dad's room on the computer. "Did you eat my freezie pop?"

"Yeah, it was in the freezer, so I figured it was like...community pop. Whatever just call it payment for me taking you to see your boyfriend..." I wanted to kick his ass, but he was doing me a favor, so I figured I'd let it slide (at least until he helped me out). "I needed to look over the directions and check my email."

"Your email?" I said. "Let me sum it up for you. Free car, free car, webcam porn, enlarge your penis, webcam, webcam, free watch."

Trevor smiled. "Yeah that pretty much sums it up, but the directions were kind of cool...Hey did you know the worlds largest teapot is right on the way to that center place."

I raised my eyebrow. "Wow Trev... as fascinating as that is, why should I care?"

"Well we have to go see it Becca." he said.

"No way. I want to get to Jason with no stops in between. Besides our dad's want us there and back as soon as possible." I told him.

He shrugged. "So we'll get you to prince charming and then on the way back make a pit stop at the teapot and the pig. We don't even have to tell our dad's."

"Pig?"

"Did I not mention I wanna see the pig too?" he asked.

"I don't want to see the largest teapot OR the largest pig."

"Oldest. It's the worlds oldest living pig." Trevor said. "And it's my car so I say we're going to see them." He playfully hit my shoulder.

"Ow jerk!" I hit him back. This continued until we were both fighting on the floor. Well wrestling/tickling.

We both turned when the door opened and Dean stood starring at us. "You two are freaks." He said . "Becca I need to talk to you for a sec."

"What's up?" I asked when me and Dean got back to my room.

"Are you into Trevor?" He asked.

"What?" I almost choked. "Trevor? No. Dean what the hell?"

"Well then what were you guys doing?" Dean said.

"Um planning for the ride. You know the one to see Jason. My BOYFRIEND."

"I don't know I guess you guys have just been spending a lot of time together. I thought maybe something was going on." Dean shrugged.

"We've been spending a lot of time together because we're living in the same house. And besides me and Trev have always hung out when we stayed here. God, Dean. We're like family." I said picking up some of the trail outfits on the floor.

"Yeah," Dean said. "You're like family. But you're not. There's nothing stopping you from being into him."

"Except of course for my boyfriend." I said and threw down the jeans I'd just picked up.

"Alright." Dean gave in. "I was just checking. I don't want to see you get hurt." I looked up at him and his eyes looked so nervous. I was pretty sure this whole thing wasn't really about me and Trevor.

"Dean." I said sitting on the edge of the bed. "I know what happened the night we came here."

My brother looked at me and had a shaky, uneasy smile. "What do you mean?"

"I know about Joshua doing the whole chant thing and...and why he had to do it." I explained.

"Dad's gonna be thrilled about that. He didn't want you to find out."

"He-uh. He knows."

"Of course he does. Does Sam know?"

"No. I just figured it out. I knew something was wrong I just...I needed some parts of the story filled in."

"I was so mad...I was so angry Becca. I mean, how'd you go back there? How the hell could you end up in that place?" I couldn't think of any reason. I'd asked my self the same thing time after time. I just tried not to cry hearing Dean say them.

"I was...I did something stupid. I know that." I said.

"You? Becca you didn't... I'm supposed to protect you. I'm supposed to be there for you. How'd I let you end up like that?" He blamed himself? He blamed himself. Just like Dad did. Just like I did.

"You know what?" I said. "This is crazy. You didn't hurt me Dean."

"Becca I..."

"No." I stopped him. "We're all blaming ourselves. When you know what, the only person to blame is that evil, sick sack of shit that did it."

Dean threw his arms around me and held me tight. "Watch your mouth." he said gently.

"So did you charge your phones?" Joshua asked.

"Yeah Dad." Trevor said as we walked to the car.

"And you have quarters just incase the phones don't have service?" Dad asked.

"Yes Dad." I said.

"And you both have the number of the..."

"Daddy," I stopped him "We know the phone number, we have enough gas. It's a one day trip. We'll be fine." Joshua and Dad almost sighed identically.

I gave Sam a hug. "Be safe Bex. Later Trevor."

Dean gave Trevor a little punch "Take care of my little sister Trevor."

Minutes later we were on the road. I couldn't wait to see Jason and it felt so comfortable driving like that again. I mean let's face it, the highway's like my second home. I'd really missed it. "I still can't believe we got out of there."

"I know." Trevor said. " I half expected at least one of our dad's to change his mind last minute."

I went for the radio and Trevor swatted my hand away. "What? You're really into this elevator music?"

"No, but I'm picking the tunes." He whined and sounded like a three year old.

I thought about taking the higher more mature road and letting him pick the music. "Na-uh." I said quickly dismissing that thought. "I'm driving. Driver picks the music. It's like a universal rule." The rule worked for a while until it was Trevor's turn to drive. Then it was back to the elevator music. I don't even think he liked it. I think he just knew it would piss me off. The "smooth jazz" put me to sleep in less then two minutes. I faded in and out of a dream. I saw Jason's room the way it had been the time we had sex (except for maybe for a hundred more candles and rose petals than were actually there). We were fooling around under the cover of his heart shaped bed (another adjustment made for dream purposes) and he started kissing my neck.

"Mmmm." I moaned.

"You're so sexy." he said.

I smiled and look down and saw...Trevor! I shot up out of my dream and looked around the car.

"Bad dream?" Trev asked.

"What?" I said. "No uh- well- Why-why'd you ask." I said flustered.

"Well you were moaning and then you just kind jumped up like that." he said. "So what did you dream about?"

"Um..." I racked my brain for something...anything but the truth. "Just something... something stupid Dean said earlier. I guess I can't get it out of my head." We stopped talking. Just drove. I couldn't look at him. Even thought I wasn't talking to Trevor, I was talking to myself a mile a minute. Stop being lame Becca. You're totally right. This is all about what Dean said. You don't want Trevor. You have Jason. Jason good. Trevor bad. Well not bad just... he's like your little cousin...well like Dean said he's "like" your little cousin. You aren't really related. So who cares that you had a sex dream about him...Who care? You're boyfriend Jason! That's who'd care. God this is so dumb. It was some random dream brought on by something Dean said. DEAN! It's not even a big deal? But if it's not a big deal, why can't I stop thinking about it. I tried to re-imagine the scenario in my head. Me and JASON. In JASON's bed. JASON kissing my neck. But flashes of Trevor kept popping up.

When we hit the half an hour mark Trev pulled over at a gas station. "You wanna change in there. There might not be anywhere for a while."

"Um sure." I said. I practically ran into the station bathroom (which was pretty clean as far as gas station bathrooms go.) I paced for a little. Why was I being SO silly? As I locked the stall and pulled off my PJ pants while still keeping my flip flops on, I had a thought. A wonderful, perfect thought. Trevor had been around me all the time. I hadn't even seen Jason. As soon as I saw him, smelled him, held him, I would forget all about the stupid old dream that stupid old Dean put in my stupid old head. "Good." I said to no one while I pulled up my favorite Jeans. When I came out of that bathroom, I was ready to joke around with Trevor until I got to my boyfriend and everything was going to be normal.

I opened the door to the car and plopped myself in. "Are you sure you're good to keep driving?"

"Yeah." he shrugged. "So guess what they had in the station when I went to pay for the gas?"

"I donno. What'd they have?"

Trevor handed me pretty much the only thing that could have thrown me off the track back to normal. "One Raspberry freezie pop, just for you." he said with a playful smile.

I laughed and pretended like it was no big deal. But as ridiculous as it sounds, the freezie pop was a big deal. The only thing that was an even bigger deal? The fact that couldn't get Trev's smile out of my head but I had to force myself to think about my boyfriend.