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Ncsupnatfan: Thank you, glad you liked it. I can tell you this much about the SUV – It was stolen. I am glad you liked how I wrote that Dean drowning part. He was so broken there. So sad.

Sly-bunny22: I can't wait for you to binge this story too. There are some part that you're just gonna love. Thanks for leaving a review.

Blondie20000: I am glad you liked that family scene, it might , or it might not have been a glimpse into the future... Wonder how that happened? Told ya you are gonna like the bikini part. Lol. And thank you for all the praise ragarding Dean's drowning, was both interesting and hard to write. Miranda is actually close to dr. Miranda Bailey from Grey's Anatomy. Glad you enjoyed this chapter and the SUV? We'll see what happens... Thanks for the review.

Summer: Sex on the beach, seriously? There are kids there, for crying out loud! You know something? I bet when we finally reach that part, it is gonna render you speechless. LMAO. Oh, BTW, did you happen to catch you name in that Dean chapter? Thanks for the review.

Secretwrittenword: I am so amazed how you just jump to the conclusion that the dream was Sarah's doing. Like, maybe she wasn't even there. Or maybe she was, connected to Dean on a psychological level... Maybe she controlled some parts of the dream and they might have had a glimpse into their future. Or maybe... Just maybe... It was all just a dream. LOL. Miranda is cool, the SUV is what you should be worried about. And the title... Tell me lies, tell me sweet little lies... Make my nightmares into sweet sweet dreams...? LOL Thanks for the review.

WARNING: There are NO depictions of violence, gore, blood, rape, torture or anything similar in this chapter.

Chapter 16: Stolen glances

Sam jolted awake and coughed feeling his mouth dry as if they were filled with sand. He gasped, letting his lungs fill with air and he darted around confusingly like he forgot where he was. He still had his arms and legs around Julia and she didn't seem to move or acknowledge his movements, if she was awake, she would probably be waking him up too. Because the light was back on. And the room was at a pleasant temperature.

What was going on? Was the generator working again? Sam glanced at the clock on the wall to notice it was just past 10 am. Last night they laid in bed, thinking it was the last thing they did, and now, what? Everything is fine? How was this possible? There had to be someone there, with them, close, someone to manipulate their surroundings and… Hundred questions arose inside the hunter and as he pondered them all, he didn't move from the spot, his arms still wrapped firmly around Julia, his legs still intertwined with hers.

It seemed so easy, it seemed so right. Perfect. Like having them like this made them one. It felt good. And this was actually the second night Sam didn't have a nightmare of any kind. The first one was just a day before, the one with Jess, and last night… He was sure he dreamed about Julia, just looking at him and smiling, but he couldn't remember much.

No, he shouldn't be going there, he shouldn't be thinking… No, he should forget about that, and focus on finding a way out of there. Make the radio work, find someone. Try and reach that other building in the distance, more equipped then Juls was when she tried. He should try and open those doors to that mystery room across the lab., maybe there was something there that could help. Still, what he should and shouldn't do was irrelevant as he was still spooning Julia, not moving an inch away from her.

Julia wasn't sleeping, not really. But she didn't know what to do, so she remained motionless. Feeling guilty about the entire situation from the day before, she knew she needed to apologize, to really apologize and try to make a manse, try and fix what can be fixed. After all, they needed each other if they were ever going to get out of this. And Sam needed to rest. So she remained still, not wanting to wake him up, sacrificing her own movements for his sake. Not that the fact that this position felt nice had anything to do with it.

Maybe she could move backwards just a bit and let her lower back lean on…

Sam sighed silently alerting Julia he was awake now. But few more minutes passed and Sam didn't really move and Julia began to wonder if he fell back asleep, not noticing the room was warm and lit again, or was he just trying to wrap his mind around those facts while trying to remember what happened last night? Or… Or did all of this feel nice for him too?

His arms were wrapped around her upper torso and held onto her opposite upper arm and somehow she had her arms tangled and over his biceps. It was really confusing to try and understand how they managed to intertwine themselves like that, but they didn't really need to understand, all they needed is too feel as much skin as possible to maintain the body heat. However when Sam finally tried to move, Julia tensed and pressed her hand over his bicep like she was trying to hold him in place. Subconsciously and unintentionally, of course.

That made Sam still his movements again, and he took a deep calming breath. He must have thought she was still asleep. But Julia quickly let go, letting her hand slip off of his and she sighed. "Good morning." Juls whispered and she heard him suck in a breath.

"Morning." He replied not moving. Ok, she was awake and he was awake and why weren't they moving? The silence was turning awkward, but despite that, it took a long time for someone to break it.

"Sam…" Julia started at the exact same time as Sam slowly pulled his hands away, electing an unintentional sigh from the huntress. And a part of Sam wanted to go back, to wrap his arms around her again, but resisted the urge, instead he sat up, swinging his legs off the bed, and reached to grab his clothes. He glanced back and saw that Julia has turned towards him, but he turned back and pulled his undershirt over his head, a part of him feeling too naked, to exposed.

Julia was still covered up to her collarbone, her bare arms out above the blanket, her hands placed over her upper body as she looked at Sam a bit sadly, trying hard to mask it and failing miserably. Her lips parted open and she tried to speak she tried to say something, but no words came. She wasn't the type to say she was sorry, the words rolled hard off her lips, but even if it wasn't so, what should she even say? Sam didn't even seem angry with her, which made it all that much harder. Damn it.

"I'm gonna go check the generator." He said a bit dryly. He wanted to tell her to stay in bed, to rest and recuperate but stopped himself, thinking that maybe, she didn't like being told what to do. So he got up and headed out of the room. Julia's eyes followed him out and when he closed the door, she let out a heavy sigh. Deep down, Juls knew she would have to talk, really talk and explain a few more things about her, and she hated it. She hated these touchy-feely moments where you have to have deep meaningful conversation and share… Feelings. Ugh.

But sometimes, those were necessary, especially when you care about someone and want to fix things between you. Wait, go back… Care about someone?

No, she couldn't care about Sam, not in that way. No, she liked him, and would love to take him for a ride… On her bike, obviously, but to care? No, it… She only knew him for a day or two, it would be impossible to develop… Ugh. Feelings.

"Oh, crap…" Julia said to herself, sighing heavily and looking up at the sky accusingly.

Sam moved slowly towards the generator room, trying to understand how it was possible that the blasted thing worked now and it wasn't working last night. He still felt the chills in his bones, some fatigue and general tiredness, but also hunger, so he decided to visit the kitchen and make some sort of a meal for Julia and him once he gives the generator a once over. Julia was probably hungry too.

Sam went into the maintenance room and gave the generator a full inspection, checking every part of it. The engine and the alternator were working fine, there was plenty of fuel according to the fuel indicator. The cooling and the exhaust systems worked as they should, and the voltage regulator indicated it was within a normal range. The generator powered the furnace that sent an abundance of hot air thought the ventilation system, so that was in order too. Then why? Why wasn't it working last night? Sam checked everything then, and it was just… Dead. Like someone pulled the plug on it, only that shouldn't be an option.

Finally, Sam's stomach growled loudly at him, and the hunter decided to take a break, Julia was probably starving too and he wanted to make sure she ate. Passing by the radio, he switched it on and for a split second, he thought he heard the waves of the ocean on the other side.

"Hello? Anyone out there? Please, we need help." He tried and the static was the only thing to reply. Sam sighed in slight defeat, but promised himself he would keep trying to reach someone, because you never know if you're going to stumble upon a lead, something that might help. He left it alone for now, walking out and headed for the kitchen.

Somehow he wasn't surprised to find Julia there.

She gave him a polite smile when he walked in and lifted a can up. " I got Campbell's Beef stew with a side of pees. Wouldn't mind a steak, but I take what I can get." Julia muttered, trying to sound cheery, but it came out super weird that she cussed at herself inwardly. Still, Sam huffed a small smile.

"My mother's maiden name was Campbell." Sam said walking pass the tables. "Need any help?"

"Really? That's interesting. And no, thanks. I might not be a Chef or a Sous-Chef but I can do the basics." She said and bit her tongue, she didn't want to sound so… Ugh… Sam seemed like he took no notice of what she said and went over to the lower cabinets. He crouched next to them, reached in and pulled a can.

"Got peaches for dessert." He said with a bit of enthusiasm, lifting a can high above his head while still crouching. Julia laughed.

"Is gonna go great with the vanilla ice-cream we have a tone of." She added and it was Sam's turn to laugh. Their eyes locked for a second and Julia couldn't help but think it felt nice. The small talk, the playing around, just doing something normal and joking about it and… Julia broke the eye contact first. She was starting to get lolled into something she knew it couldn't, it wouldn't work.

Sam turned and got some dishes out of the cupboards, and just when the turned back to go and place them on the table, Julia turned to place the stew in the microwave. He brushed past her and she just had to glance back at him, her mind going from emotions to some urges, as her eyes slid over his rear. Biting her lower lip, she snapped her head back and tried to shake those thoughts away. For too long she objectified men, not allowing herself to see pass their bodies, not allowing them in, emotionally. Only physically. It was easier that way, zero to none chance of getting hurt in any way.

She didn't want to objectify Sam, but she couldn't help herself. He was after all a tall, muscular man with decent abs and a tight little ass, and broad, very broad shoulders. His tad longer hair would be ideal for tangling her fingers in it and just pulling it, pulling his head back and exposing his neck to… FOCUS!

After the meal was cooked, they sat down and ate quietly, Julia sparing Sam a few looks. He noticed them, but said nothing, not moving his eyes off the meal before him. But when the silence grew too deafening, Sam was the first one to break it.

"The generator is working good. I don't know what happened, last night I couldn't get it started..." He trailed off two separate thoughts hitting him one after the other, making him go pale first and then having his cheeks turn a slight pink in color. Julia didn't see any of it, too focused on her own meal.

The first thought was that he could have messed up. That he was so tired he missed something, some way to turn the generator back on, and as a result they could have... He didn't even want to think what could have happened.

But the second thought... That one was a bit more embarrassing, because, for some unknown reason, Sam thought that Julia might think he did it on purpose. So that he could... Oh, what if that thought crosses her mind? What would she think of him? How would she react? And why the hell was he acting like a school girl with a crush all of a sudden?!

"As long as it is working now, that's what matters..." Julia said over her her peas, frowning at them. Greens were never her favorite food color. Finally raising her eyes at the man across the table, she added "But if you're good with all that handy-man stuff, you could check the thing a few times, make sure it is working properly." Suddenly an image of Sam wearing nothing but a tool belt attacked her mind, and she shooed it just as quickly.

"Yeah, I can do that. - Sam replied with a small smile – I can try the radio more often too." He offered ad watched as Juls nodded with a polite smile of her own. She opted to add something helpful too, but it seemed like she decided against it at the last second. Sam, being clairvoyant for a moment, picked up on her indecisiveness to say it, so he said it himself.

"We could also gear up properly and see if we can reach that building. Together." He said and watched as a guilty frown morphed into a comforted smile. "But you should rest more, gain a bit more strength before we try to do that."

"You need rest too." Julia added knowing that next to being out in the cold with her, he also had to carry her back (in his big, strong arms...Focus, damnit!).

"I'll be fine." Typical Sam said making Julia frown.

"Sam... You carried me back for a few miles. - She said concern and guilt showing in her voice – You should rest too..." She got up and picked up on the ice-cream, the peaches, while Sam picked up some bowls and spoons and handed then to Julia. The huntress made the dessert, that wasn't much to look at, but as delicious as it could get, and then handed Sam back a full bowl. They walked back to the table together as they talked and sat back at their chairs.

"I'm good. Might try and reach someone with the radio, or try to get that door open, the ones across the lab..." Sam said playing with his dessert, his mind trying to find a way to decide what to do first. He added rechecking the generator and the fuel tank outside, and casing the perimeter more, though he doubted he would find anything beside the snow.

Julia wondered if this had anything to do with the fact that they had only one bed. So she set her hand on his and gazed deep into his eyes, trying so damn hard not to show a slight devilish smile that was tugging on her lips. "We're both adults here, we can share a bed. Besides, we already did worse than just lying next to one another with our clothes on."

Sam had to smile at that, lowering his head and shaking it. It was true, in an embarrassing way. And even if he really wanted to get up and do something productive, he didn't feel he was up to his 100 %, (which was about 40% for a normal human). He raised his head to meet her smiling gaze and sighed with a smile of his own.

"You sure?"

"Sure I'm sure. I even promise to keep my hands to myself." Julia joked electing another smile from Sam. They were half way through their dessert, stealing glances of one another every few moments and both pretended not to see the other one looking. Finally, Sam gave out another laugh.

"What?" Julia protested with a questioning frown.

"You um… You got some ice cream above your mouth. Just there to the right… No, your right…" And Sam watched as Julia in such a Dean manner tried to lick the ice cream off her face and when she was unsuccessful, she took her hand and wiped her face with the sleeve, making Sam huff yet another smile, shaking his head. But there was some warmth in his eyes as the raised them back upon the huntress, watching her frown at her sleeve.

"Did I get it all?" Juls asked locking her eyes with his and watched him nod. "Good. Well, I'm done with this. You?" Julia added and when Sam gave out another nod, she took his bowl and hers, and went to clean them.

A few minutes later they were both walking towards the bedrooms, both quiet and deep in their thoughts. Sam took the side of the bed that was further from the door, the same spot he woke up in the first time he found himself in this place. Julia laid next to him, on her back, lazily pulling her arms above her head. Sam too was on his back, both feeling awkward to turn into any other possition. But hey, at least this time they were fully clothed.

Considering it was around noon, and they both woke up only two hours ago, sleep wouldn't take them, even though they were both still weak. Sam closed his eyes and listened to the deep breaths Julia took. There was a reason she acted the way she did, he knew for sure, but it was normal for a person like her to have a hard time opening up to someone. A true hunter to her core.

"This is boring…" Sam flinched out of his thoughts when Julia spoke and turned his head slightly to glance over at her. He could see her eyes flutter open and hear her huff a loud breath, pff-ing at the ceiling. "Talk to me… Tell me… You're weirdest case ever…"

Sam frowned confusingly at her for only a split second before he brought his own gaze up at the ceiling and replied with a smile.

"Would you like to hear about the time I found a rabbit's foot, or when my brother contracted ghost sickness?"

A/N: If anyone can figure out how I managed to write over 3000 words of Sam and Julia waking up, eating and going back to bed again, please... Let me know too. Cuz I can't figure it out.