Okay guys, you will probably hate me for this, but this will be the last chapter… I thought about taking it further but every time I tried to stay realistic it turned out angsty. I might be doing little one-shots with Sasha and info from a recent episode, but that is probably it.

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Dean was sprawled on the couch in the living room, the TV remote in one hand and a beer within reach. Sam was in a nearby chair, positioned as comfortably as his tall frame would allow. Both of them were staring a little vacantly at the screen. Sasha shook her head when she saw them. They were obviously helpless without her. Shuffling into the room with a quilted blanket wrapped around her, the boys couldn't see her yet, she casually walked around the couch. Before either of them could get up, she flopped down on top of Dean and stretched out.

"HEY!" Dean grunted when she landed on him with a thump, and he wrapped his arms around her as he tried to sit up. "Back to bed…"

Sam had sat up and mimicked Dean's statement, "Yeah, you need to be resting…"

Sasha rolled her eyed and poked Dean hard in the ribs. "Because what you two are doing is such strenuous exercise." Dean flopped back down and when he tried to get up again, Sasha wiggled so that her weight held him down. The only way to get her off without her cooperation would be to dump her on the floor. "It's been two days… I think I can handle lying on the couch." She muttered under her breath about handling more than that if they would let her.

"You sure are sassy for someone who is still weak as a kitten." Dean grumbled, but he settled back, leaning against the arm of the couch with his head propped up by a cushion.

"Yeah and you're demented if you think I am spending another day in that bed doing nothing."

Sam grinned and slouched in the chair again. "Sassy Sasha and Demented Dean…" He chuckled before looking at the TV again. "Now both of you shut up, I'm watching this."

Sasha giggled when she looked at the screen. "Jerry Springer(tm)? I thought you were a college boy… aren't you supposed to watch the discovery channel or something?"

Sam rolled his eyes and started to ignore them, turning the volume up slightly while Sasha giggled. Dean moved her slightly, pulling her up his body so that her head rested on his shoulder instead of the middle of his chest, and her face was tucked into his neck slightly. One of her hands moved up to his shoulder where she stroked from his neck to his upper arm and back again, almost making Dean purr.

Dean nudged a kiss against the shell of her ear before whispering. "If you get tired tell me so I can take you back upstairs."

"Mmhm…" Sasha shook her head, "I can sleep just as well here as I can upstairs."

Dean sighed, one of his hands slipping under the blanket and the back of her pajama shirt to rest on the bare skin of her lower back. "Fine, you win, you sassy thing." With a smirk, she yawned before humming the tune to 'Wild Thing', all three of them watching Jerry Springer.

But Sasha had to add: "I didn't know you boys were trailer trash…" Then she broke out laughing while Sam threw a cushion at her and Dean rolled his eyes while pinching her. Sam changed the channel to something else.

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(Sobs) I am so sad… It's over. Now remember I might be adding little one-shots that will feature around a recent episode, but they will be put as separate stories. This one is done… Last chapter is over. (weeps) Tell me what you think. And be afraid, very afraid, because I have another story for supernatural. I should be posting it soon. It is going to be called 'Angels in the Dark', it is going to be a Sam/Jess and a Dean/OFC(Not Sasha).

Once again thanks to all my reviewers and especially the reviewers that reviewed more than once.