She was half lying on the bed when the boys got back from their drinks. They didn't look that bad.

"So how was your night – did it work out with Dorothy and Cinderella?" she asked with a smile.

"You did not call them that" Sam said flabbergasted.

"And you did not call me Fenry and Sam Tobias!" dean put in with his arms apart. "Geez Em how cruel can you be?" he had a hurtful look on his face, which when it came to Dean could be pretty woeful and amusing.

"Ease up bro, I could've gone with my first instinct and told them you were gay" she piped up. Dean got on the bed and straddled her.

"Sam, how do you propose we get back at our little sister here?"

"I'm curious to know the rumour she spread in the other town that we never could get back into" both boys looked at her.

"What? I didn't say anything!"

"Right, Emmanuelle spit it out before I make you" dean threatened. She put her hazel eyes on him and narrowed them.

"Really and how would you do that?" she asked looking up at Dean.

"I've got some time to think about it" he gave her his smile. Suddenly she went serious.

"Get off me dean otherwise I'll be sick on you" he jumped off her as she raced to the bathroom.

They winced when they heard her be sick.

"Oh well its not like she doesn't deserve it" dean said leaning on the wall. Sam looked at him.

"You didn't"

"Oh I did, put something in her beer, works wonders it does" he walked away whistling a happy tune.

Sam turned back to the bathroom door. "Emma are you ok?"

No reply, Sam opened the door and found her passed out on the floor.

"Dean!" dean came running back.

"Damn wasn't meant to make her this sick"

"How much did you put in her beer?" Sam asked lifting her up and taking her over to the bed.

"Too much obviously" he watched while Sam undressed her. They had done this previously and their sister's near nakedness did nothing to them especially since she was non responsive and concern overrode any embarrassment.

Sam left her with her underwear on and between him and dean they tucked her in.

4 hours later she woke, the room was in darkness, she knew dean was in bed because she could feel his weight on the mattress. She glanced over to the other bed and saw Sam, he was sleeping too. She turned over to face dean, he was lying face up.

She loved him, she loved them both. And her stomach hurt from dean's revenge.

She had an idea. She was going to milk this. It's been too long since she got some decent big brother response from Dean. She curled up and whimpered holding her stomach. It did hurt, but he'd pay for it.

Dean had been in a light sleep, which was strange for him but considering that his sister was sick because of him – well that made him feel a little guilty. He turned and faced her when he heard her whimper.

"Em?" he touched her arm. She whimpered again. She turned away and curled up in a ball facing Sam. Dean scooted over and hugged her. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to hurt you" he whispered into her ear mindful that Sam was sleeping. He didn't need Sam on his case.

Turning to face him, she made tears form in her eyes, well not really made them – she was genuinely hurt that Dean would go to that extreme without taking precautions to not over do it. "Remind me to shoot you in the morning, I would never hurt you this bad" she scooted out of his arms and went and lay in Sam's bed. Sam automatically in his sleep moved over to accommodate her.

"Squirt" dean whispered. She didn't bother replying. He sighed and turned onto his back. He was furious, with himself. But he didn't understand since he put in the same dose he always did when he used that stuff. He looked back over at her then groaned. He really didn't like where this was heading.

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Sam turned over to face Emma. "You ok princess?" she looked at him.

"I'm ok"

"How's your stomach"

"Sore, keep food away from me today" she whispered.

"I'm sure he didn't meant to put so large a dose on it" sam told her.

"he used the same dose, its just my body – not with it lately" she replied and closed her eyes. Sam gave her a kiss on her forehead then turned onto his back to think about the dream he had had.

Blood, so much blood that ran, Emma stood in the room and she was crying, she held a piece of paper in her hands. She was saying something but he couldn't make it out, the demon appeared behind her and the paper turned into fire…..their father stood in the room too, but he couldn't see dean, then he realised why, dean was standing in front of her, and he was begging her for something…….

He frowned. Why would Dean beg Emma for something? And what was that piece of paper that Emma held?. And the demon, he didn't understand about the demon – could he want emma now? He looked at Emma, and found that she was looking at him.

"Sammy your frowning" she whispered, touching his forehead. He took her hand and held it to his heart.

"I would never let anything tear you away from us princess" he vowed. She frowned.

"Did you have one of your visions?"

"A dream, it involved all of us, and the demon" she touched his face.

"Sammy, I'm not going anywhere, not until the man upstairs calls me" she smiled at him. "deal?"

"deal"

"good, now lets get some sleep, I have to deal with a grumpy Dean tomorrow"

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Ok got new ideas coming up for this……………….more to come soon!