Emily Anne

by WinchestersWorld4

This is the story of Emily Anne Winchester. The little sister of Sam & Dean. The story explores how the dynamics of the show could change if a sister had been thrown into the mix. Emily is brave like Dean, intuitive like Sam, but has they eyes and temper of her daddy John. The story follows the show but has original bits as well.

36. Chapter 36

Author's Note: Okay so this is gonna be an original chapter that takes place WITH Folsom Prison Blues. Its super long, but I worked hard on it, and its my first attempt at a little smut. It's all about what Emily is up to while the boys are locked up on a case ;) … I also wanted to say thank you to Ladysunshine6 for inspiring this chapter with her ideas to add a little more drama! I hope it pleases you maam! Thank you everyone for reading, following, favoriting, and mostly for reviewing. I love to hear from everyone and am always up for requests. ALSO! Considering doing a side story for requests from the Winchester's childhood. Short one shots that could be written upon request about them growing up, or anything really that I can manage into a one shot. Let me know if anyone would be interested in that! Thanks for reading guys, love you all!

Disclaimer: MATURE CONTENT, also I own nothing but Emily… well and Luke.

"Luke I'm sorry. I don't know what else to tell you."

"Well can you at least tell me what state you're in?" He asked frustrated.

"Arkansas… we're in Arkansas."

"So what exactly brought you to Arkansas."

"Work. Like always."

"Right… exterminating. I still have never heard of traveling exterminators."

"Yeah well it's a specialty." I snapped.

"I just… I feel like you're always lying to me. I don't understand what could be that bad that you have to lie to me about it." No. you don't understand. You never will because you'll never know. And to be honest, I don't want you to know.

"Ughhh. I'm so sick of arguing. We've argued every time we talked for the last 4 days Luke. Can we please drop this."

"Yeah. Sure. Lets go back to only talking about me and my life."

"Luke please… It's been a long day. I just called because I wanted to hear your voice."

"Well why don't you tell me about it… Wait. I forgot. You can't." He said sarcastically.

"Luke that's not fair." I shot back.

"No… what's not fair is trying to maintain whatever the hell this is between us and not getting anything back. I try all the time to get you to open up to me. I don't understand why everything has to be such a damn secret. I don't keep anything from you!"

I know he's right. That's what makes this so hard.

"Luke… I'm just trying to spare you."

"From what!"

"From things you don't want to know about! From things that would scare the shit out of you! From things that could get you hurt! I don't want to drag you into all of that! You are the one part of my life that doesn't involve danger. Please. Let me keep it that way."

"What the hell is any of that supposed to mean! Come on babe. Throw me a bone here! Anything!"

"… I can't. Not without leaving you with more unanswered questions." I whispered sadly. I could hear him give an angry sigh. The phone was silent for a moment.

"Emily. Tell me something… anything. Or this conversation is over." His tone was so scolding, I didn't like being given an ultimatum and my temper flared.

"Well Luke, the grass is green, the sky is blue, and even in Arkansas the pigs don't fucking fly. That work for you?" I spat.

"Whatever." He huffed before hanging up.

Anger shot through my veins. I HATE being hung up on. Its so fucking childish.

"UGGH!" I screamed as I opened the motel door and walked in chunking my phone across the room. It hit the bathroom door on the other side of the room, falling apart on impact. I turned around and kicked the door shut before roughly leaning against it and sliding down to the floor.

The bathroom door slowly creaked open and a very cautious Sam peered around the edge, looking between me and the mangled phone on the floor. Dean who was sitting on his bed watching TV watched me out of the corner of his eye, pretending not to. Knowing that I needed a minute before it would be safe to approach me.

It was about 2 minutes before Dean turned off his TV and looked over in my direction.

"Sooo." He mused hesitantly.

"All I wanted to do is talk to him… I had a bad day. I just wanted to talk to him and feel better. But no… No. See I can't tell him that the entire reason I had a bad day is because we were hunting vampires last night and I'm pissed that I let one get away. I can't tell him that we only expected a nest of 4 or 5 and walked into a room of 10 of them because someone gave us shitty information. I can't tell him that I got thrown into a wall and busted up my shoulder. NO. I CANT TELL HIM ANY OF THAT!" I rambled.

Sam slowly walked out of the bathroom, walked over to me and extended a hand- helping me up off of the ground. I followed him and sat at the table across from Dean's bed, Sam beside me.

"Emily. Its hard. There were a lot of questions Jess would ask me about my past that I couldn't answer." Sam said tossing Dean a beer.

"So what did you do?"

"I told as much of the truth as I could, and just left out the parts about hunting. I told her we moved a lot. We lived in hotels and shitty apartments. But instead of hunting I told her Dad was a traveling salesman."

"Salesmen. Hmm.. I should have told him that. Guess traveling exterminators are a little hard to believe."

"Kiddo. If its too much then walk away from it. I don't hate the kid, he's nice. But if its causing you this much grief… is it really worth it? I mean you're 16. There's always gonna be another guy in another town." Dean said.

"I thought it was… but lately. Its just such a fight. Its hard trying to figure out exactly where we stand with each other when you never actually get to talk about it face to face."

"Well. Travel's part of the gig kiddo. We don't get to stay in one place for too long." Dean reminded me.

"But." Sam interrupted. "Maybe after this case we can go up there… I mean its only like 6 hours away."

"Really?" I asked surprised. I looked between Sam who was nodding and smiling, and Dean who was glaring at Sam for making the offer.

"Yeah. Sure. Just 6 hours." Dean said taking another drink.

"Do you think I'm stupid for even trying to make it work with a guy I'll hardly ever get to see." I asked quietly.

Sam and Dean answered simultaneously. One with a Yes and one with a No. Take a wild guess on who.

"Dean!" Sam scolded.

"What… I'm not gonna lie to her. This is getting messy. Its more of a hassle to her then anything else. I get she likes the guy, but she's 16. She like other guys. Let this one go, you don't need a relationship anyways."

I looked down at my hands disappointed. I know he's right… But. Part of me wants to fight for it anyways. Part of me want's to prove that I can maintain a relationship even as a hunter. That there's a future for me that ends with me not dying alone…

"Em. Look at me." Sam said, I slowly met eyes with him.

"You are not stupid. If this person makes you happy. Then its worth trying. But… the moment you're not happy anymore. Then yes, I agree with Dean. Let it go. But not until you decide to do so. Don't do anything just because Dean or I tell you to."

"What?! That's horrible advice. Listen to us… I mean, fine. Make your own decision here. But as a general rule. LISTEN to us."

"Dean." Sam sighed. "I'm pretty sure she's smart enough to realize I mean with this specific situation without you having to point it out."

I smiled and giggled at their banter.

"Lets just get some sleep… you two have a big day tomorrow." I said getting up and taking a shower.

"You sure you're gonna be okay on your own for a couple of days? I don't wanna leave you alone if you're upset." Dean asked as I climbed into the bed, Sam was already asleep sprawled out on his. "Hell I'm really not thrilled leaving you alone for two days anyways. Upset or not."

"Yeah I'll be fine." I said quietly. I really didn't want to be alone, but this was a job that I wouldn't be any help on. "I still hate this plan Dean. What if something goes wrong and you can't get out."

"Please. What jail has ever been able to hold me?" He smiled.

"None… YET." I criticized.

"We'll be fine kiddo… you know I really don't hate the kid. I didn't say what I said because I have something against him. I just. I don't want you to get hurt. I know this isn't easy on you… I appreciate Luke for cheering you up and making you smile… but. I also won't stand by and let him be the reason you cry. That's not okay, and I'll rip his lungs out."

"De! Stop it…" I giggled and pushed him playfully.

"I'm serious Em. No boy is getting away with breaking my little sister's heart. You've gotta be the heartbreaker here."

"Oh shut up." I rolled my eyes.

"Seriously though kiddo… Don't let this get you down. If its not working. Walk away. You're 16. Trust me when I say there are PLENTY of fish in the sea. Granted not all of them are attractive… But you don't have to worry about that. You hit the Winchester gene jackpot, you get to pick from the top of the barrel."

"Oh. The Winchester gene lottery is it?" I laughed.

"Damn right. Us Winchesters are highly desired. Trust me. I know."

"Oh Ew… Dean. I'm going to sleep on Sam's bed."

"Oh shut up. I'll stop…" He said rolling over.

"Thank you De."

"For what?"

"For loving me so much."

"Gnight kiddo." He said with a grin.

"Night."

The next day we slept in as late as possible knowing it would be the boy's last chance to get some good sleep for a couple of days. When I woke up I reassembled the dismantled phone and turned it on. I had a text message… Luke. Sent at 3 in the morning.

Luke: Hey I know you're probably asleep, I just wanted to say that I'm sorry. I shouldn't have hung up. I'm just so frustrated. I wish you were here… I would give anything to see you right now.

That's when it hit me. 6 hours. He's only 6 hours away. Dean and Sam will be tied up for a couple of days, leaving me all to myself…

Me: Well maybe I could work a miracle or two. ;)

I put the phone down and went to get ready, letting the boys sleep in just a little longer. I showered, dressed, and took Dean's wallet to go get some breakfast. Mmm. Orange Juice and hashbrowns.

When I walked back in with food both boys were up drinking shitty coffee from the lobby.

"Do you have to ALWAYS take my wallet? I mean Sam's got money too." Dean said not bothering to look up from the paper he was reading.

"Hey. I got you good coffee. Just be thankful." I replied handing him his coffee and setting the food out on the table and taking a long swig of my OJ.

"Seriously, I better not hear you bitch about how much that hurts you later." He said pointing to the bottle as I set it on the table.

"Oh hush… its worth it. Besides I'll just pop an antacid."

"So what'd you get us?" Sam asked sitting down.

"Well I figured since it would be a while before you two got another good meal you deserved something special. So I have pancakes and hashbrowns, while you two get steak and eggs… and pancakes for Dean."

"Oh kiddo you know me so well." Dean said with bright eyes causing us all to chuckle.

"Hey uh, your phone went off a few times… Luke?" Sam asked.

I walked over and picked it up reading the messages.

Luke: Wait… are you for real?

Luke: Emily are you serious?

I smiled and texted him back.

Me: Brothers will be busy for a couple of days… I've got nowhere special to be.

"Well I guess that means you two made up." Dean grumbled while stuffing his face.

"Sorta. We'll just have to see."

"So what are you gonna do for two days on your own?" Sam asked.

My heart sped up just a little knowing my actual plans couldn't be talked about. The boys would flip shit and cancel the whole thing… "Umm, I don't know. Movies, sleeping in, ordering something other than pizza, Chinese, or burgers to eat."

"Hey. Don't hate on our incredible choices in food. You've never complained before." Dean cut in.

"I'm not complaining… just saying it might be nice to have some Italian or something… maybe even a nice salad."

"Oh, okay… You and Sammy can eat all the rabbit food you want. I'll stick to steak and eggs thanks."

Sammy rolled his eyes and I laughed.

"For real though… don't answer the door. Don't answer the phone. Don't do ANYTHING. There's a credit card on the counter and even though I'm taking baby as a getaway vehicle I snagged you keys to the old station wagon parked at the back of the lot. Emergencies ONLY! Got it?" Dean lectured.

"Doesn't sound like a problem, most stripper services send the dancers to your location anyways." I mocked.

Dean glared.

"Not funny." He added.

"I thought it was kinda funny." Sam mumbled, we did a sly fist bump and then continued to eat our breakfast in peace, until the phone dinged.

Luke: When can you be here?

Me: Tomorrow morning? I know it's a school day but if you don't mind calling in sick then I don't mind being a bad influence for the day.

Luke: Lol, not an issue at all…. You know. That umm. Thing we talked about last week. We could try that in person. ;)

My cheeks flushed and I felt tingly remembering the late night conversation we had last week, it was um. Inappropriate. To say the least. …don't judge. We're horny teenagers. We have needs. Besides, its nice to picture being with someone I actually care about and not some drunken desperate one night stand.

"Em." Sam's voice called me back. I jumped slightly and almost dropped the phone.

"Huh, hmm. Yeah?" I asked nervously. Sam looked at me puzzled, but Dean narrowed his eyes.

"…What are you two talking about?" Dean asked seriously.

"Nothing." I said defensively. Shit…

"You do realize it would take me an entire 2 seconds to A. rip the phone away from you and find out for myself or B. Have Sammy here hack it and read them behind your back.

"….You wouldn't." I said nervously.

"Oh sweetheart yes I would… with pleasure."

"Just. Stay out of my phone." I huffed getting up from the table.

Me: If you're gonna get me all hot and bothered, at least wait until I'm alone.

Luke: Sorry. Just can't help myself sometimes. So, I'll see you soon?"

Me: Yes. No lies.. I promise.

Luke: I'm gonna hold you to that Emily Anne Winchester.

Me: Just as long as you hold me.

Luke: I'll see you soon.

Me: See you soon.

The rest of the afternoon was spent preparing and finalizing details for the boy's case. Making sure we had a plan A,B, and C incase things get complicated. Then Dean made me call Bobby and let him know where I was incase things got bad. Bobby of course had no doubt as stupid as this plan is, we would be fine.

"Alright kiddo. Its almost dark, so we're heading out. Remember what I said… no one comes in or out. You call Bobby if you have any problems. We're leaving you with the weapons stash so whatever comes you should be able to handle… please. Be careful."

"I will De. I promise." I smiled, trying not to show my eagerness for them to leave. I've got plans.

He kissed the top of my head and I hugged him tightly.

"You two be careful too. I mean it. Come home to me when this is all over."

"Promise. We will." Sam said also hugging me before leaving.

I watched them walk out the door and knew it would be an hour or so before it would be safe to start packing up. Just in case. I want to make sure that they are cuffed before I start high tailing it out of town. I pulled out our police radio and turned it to the local frequency and waited. It was almost two hours before the call came over about a robbery at the museum. Bingo! I listened carefully as they communicated about detaining two white males and preparing them for transport.

Time to go.

I packed my bags, grabbed a small stash of weapons, the card, they keys, and then I left the boys a note.

Boys,

Don't hate me. I'm okay. I went to see Luke. Honestly I'm hoping to beat you two back to the room, but this note is my contingency plan. Don't worry. I'm not alone. I picked up a friend along the way. I'll call Bobby if I get in a jam. Love you, please… don't kill me!

-Em

I carefully folded and taped the note to the inside of the door so the boys would be sure to find it. Then I grabbed my phone, my bag, and hit the road.

I shot Luke a text letting him know I was heading his way, and then I made another phone call.

"Hello?"

"Jo… You up for a little road trip? Testosterone free?" I smiled.

The detour to pick up Jo cost me another 4 hours, almost doubling my trip, but again. Its safer to travel in pairs than alone. I pulled up to the roadhouse in the middle of the night and knew honking would be a bad idea, so instead I flashed my lights towards the small house behind the bar. Moments later Jo darted out with a bag on her shoulder.

"Hey! So. Where we going? And how in the hell did you get away from your brothers?"

"Well. They're tied up on a case that I couldn't go on, its inside a jail, men's facility. They kinda sorta think that I'm bunking down in the hotel room for a couple of days."

"But… instead you are?"

"Going to see Luke." I said nonchalantly.

"Luke?"

"Yeah.. he's. Its… Um. Complicated."

"I can see that." She giggled.

"I'm kinda hoping that by going to see him it will end the complicated part of all this. I'll either leave with a boyfriend… or without him in my life anymore." I said thoughtfully.

"So… You need me because?"

"Because its stupid to be on my own so far away from my brothers. They're less likely to kill me if I was smart enough to have back up incase anything happens."

"Ah. So I'm the insurance policy. Nice to know." She said slightly offended.

"Oh come on… its not like that. Besides. The last time we saw you things kinda ended on a bad note. And you're like the closest thing I have to a friend."

"Well… alright. Are we gonna have a jam session or do you wanna spend the next 6 hours talking to me about how complicated you two are."

"Jam session, please!" I grinned.

Jo leaned over and popped in an old Backstreet Boy's CD. I looked at her shocked.

"Hey. No one else in the world knows about this. You spill and I'll kill you." She warned.

"Only if you promise not to judge me for knowing every single song by heart." I replied.

We cranked the music and sang out hearts out, terribly at times, until we began to see the sun rise. One breakfast stop and two hours later we were pulling back into Halltown. We found the first motel in the phone book and checked in. A trick I picked up from the boys. Its how we find each other if we ever get separated.

"Alright, I'm crashing for an hour, then I'll go meet Luke."

"I supposed I'll hold down the fort." Jo laughed.

"Hey, free HBO and pizza on me." I said tossing her the credit card.

"Now that, I can work with."

I grabbed my phone and texted Luke.

Me: I made it, we're at the Ashbury, room 117, I'm gonna crash for an hour since I drove all night. Pick me up at 930?

He instantly texted back.

Luke: Come here and sleep… I can't stand knowing you're in town and I'm not standing next to you.

Ughhh. I groaned.

Me: I look like a zombie… I wanted to be pretty when we met up.

Luke: You're always pretty. Please?

Me: Fine. Lol. Come pick me up, and I fully expect a soft cozy bed to lay in.

Luke: I'll be there in ten.

"Well. I guess I won't be sleeping for an hour. Not here anyways."

"Ohhh… getting straight to the good part I see." Jo joked.

"Shut up." I laughed throwing a pillow at her, but I did make sure to grab a few condoms. Just incase.

"Hey Jo."

"Yeah?"

"Thank you… this means a lot to me and I appreciate you coming with."

"Hey. What are friends for? Now go have fun! Because if your brothers bust us you better had made this trip well worth it."

"Yes maam." I grinned before walking outside to wait for him.

It wasn't even ten minutes before the familiar rumble made its way down the road and my heart skipped a beat when his truck pulled into the parking lot. I walked forward grinning ear to ear as he jumped out of the truck and swept me in his arms.

"God I missed you." He said as we clung to each other.

"I missed you too." I whispered. He pulled back and gently held my face in his hands. I was hypnotized by those deep dark blue eyes. The ones I'd dreamt about night after night. He slowly leaned down and pressed his lips into mine. I had only kissed Luke a few times before now, but it felt like this kiss was as natural as breathing. I immediately molded my face to his, deepening the kiss by running my tongue across his bottom lip. He groaned softly and pulled away.

"Okay, I think its only fair I let you get some sleep before taking advantage of you." He said breathless.

"Deal." I giggled.

He helped me into his truck and drove us back to his now empty house, since his parents are at work.

"Wow… your house is beautiful." I said as he opened the door and led me inside. The home was filled with warm colors and beautiful artwork adorned the walls. It was large. Two story atleast. I grinned as a chocolate lab made its way down the stairs barking and wagging its tail.

"Oh my god he's so cute!" I said bending down to shower the dog with my love. I LOVE dogs.

"Ha, yeah that's Monty. He's a ladykiller, all the girls leave me for him." Luke grinned and winked. I stood back up and wrapped my arms around him.

"Well, as charming as Monty is. I didn't drive all night to be in his arms."

"Come on sleepy, lets go lay down." He held my hand and our fingers automatically interlaced with each other as if that's where they belonged. He led me up the stairs and we passed several rooms before he opened the door and led me into a dark green room. Full of football trophies, fishing poles, a desk, and most of all a huge bed with a soft feather stuffed comforter on it.

"Oh please tell me I get to sleep in that." I said excitedly. Luke laughed.

"Man. Those hotel beds really must have lowered your standards. This thing aint nothing fancy darling."

"Nonsense, it looks like the most comfortable bed on the planet."

I stripped out of my outer layers leaving me in a tank top and shorts, I turned to find Luke staring at me intently.

"What? What's wrong?" I asked hesitantly.

"Nothing. You're just… beautiful."

I looked down to try and hide the deep red my cheeks flushed. I smiled at him before turning and moving to lay down in the bed.

"Oh god… this is the most comfortable bed on the planet." I moaned as I laid down and smothered myself in his blankets. They all smelt like him. I could spend days at a time in this bed. Then without warning his warm body was up against mine, wrapping me and pulling me to lay against him, fitting like a glove.

"You know… If I wasn't so exhausted my mind would sending completely different signals right now." I mumbled. I felt his breath on my neck as he laughed.

"Go to sleep babe, I'll be right here when you wake up."

"Promise?" I asked turning slightly to look him in the eye.

"I promise." He smiled, kissing me again softly.

I fell asleep almost instantly, it was the most peaceful I'd felt in months. No dreams, no stiff bed, no worries. I just. Fell asleep wrapped in his arms.

When I woke up it was still bright outside. I let out a deep breath and moaned lightly, stretching. My body was still laid against the warmth of Luke. I nuzzled and pushed my body closer to his. Feeling him reply in the most intimate of ways. I was suddenly more awake, and more aware of just how close we were. I felt him stir awake as well.

"Morning." He groaned.

"Mmmm. Good morning."

He leaned over and looked at the clock.

"Or good afternoon… whichever." He laughed.

"Oh geez. What time is it?"

"Looks like its about 130."

"I'm sorry… I didn't mean to sleep that long."

"Its okay babe, you needed it, and I didn't mind the nap either. I was up late thinking about you." He grinned.

"Oh yeah? And what exactly were you thinking about?" I grinned back.

"That night, that blue dress… how I honestly wasn't sure I'd ever get to see you again."

I looked down feeling slightly guilty for running off like I did.

"I'm sorry I just vanished. I just… didn't know what else to do."

"You could have explained to me. I mean I know you were upset about what happened at the dance, but… I figured you'd go back and sleep it off. Not skip the state."

"I know Luke… I just. My life is never gonna be like yours. I'll never stop and settle in one place. I'll never fit in with people like Tiffany, and Pete, and whoever else. I just. I knew it wasn't going to work, and we were done with our case and so we just, left."

"…Case?" He asked confused. Shit!

"Yeah. My dad and uncle finished up the job, so we only were staying for the dance cause I asked." I quickly continued. "Look, can we just. Leave that behind us… I'm here. Now. No brothers, no Tiffany, no drama. Lets just… enjoy ourselves." I said with a smile as I rolled over and nearly laid on top of him. He smiled back briefly, he nodded, but his eyes were begging for an explanation.

"Well, are you hungry?" He asked.

"YES!" I said thankful he was going to drop it for now.

"Well I do happen to know this little Italian place down the road, and it has the best spaghetti and meatballs you've ever had in your life." He taunted.

"Now that sounds like a plan." I said jumping up to get dressed.

"Hey, you know it wouldn't bother me if you just left the pants off." He offered. I giggled.

Luke drove us into town, I love riding in this truck with him. I love being in the middle with his arm over my shoulder, absentmindedly twiddling our fingers when I reached for his hand. It was easy, it was comfortable.

"So, how did you manage to get away without your brothers?"

"I told you, I'm a miracle worker." I said with a grin.

"Yeah, well even a miracle worker must have had to pull a few strings on this one, those two watch you like bodyguards."

"Um, I said I wanted to spend a few days with Jo, she's a family friend, so I swung by and picked her up on the way here so it looked more legit."

"Oh, well where is she?" He asked confused.

"Sitting at the motel watching free cable and eating pizza on my dime."

"Ah. I see. I feel kinda bad. Maybe we should bring her along for lunch."

"Nah, she's cool with it. Trust me. Besides… I plan on solely occupying ever second of your time while I'm here one way or another." I winked at him as he pulled into the parking lot of the small yet homey restaurant.

He was right. BEST spaghetti and meatballs of my life! After finishing lunch we piled back into his truck and he drove us out of town.

"Luke, where are we going?" I asked curiously.

"To have some fun… this is a small town, so we gotta find ways to entertain ourselves. This one happens to be my favorite."

"Okay… would it happen to be murdering people in the woods?" I asked as he turned off the road and onto what I could barely make out as a dirt trail just wide enough for the truck, still scraping branches as we go.

"Ha, come here babe." He said motioning for me to sit closer to him. "I promise no one is gonna murder you, not while you're with me." He said kissing my cheek.

"Better not, or my brothers will blame you and kill you too." I warned.

He laughed as he came to a brief stop in front of a clearing, it was muddy, lots of puddles everywhere.

"Okay, so do we get out now?" I asked confused.

"No. Scoot over and buckle up. It'll keep you from banging your head on the roof. Trust me. I learned the hard way."

"Ummm.. okay?" I said buckling the belt and pulling it tight. He must have sensed my nervousness because he grabbed my hand soothingly rubbing his thumb across it.

"You ready?" He asked with the biggest smile I've seen all day. I stared as his excited eyes for a moment, whatever this is makes him happy, so it can't be that bad I guess.

"Yes." I said with a short nod.

Before I could register what was happening Luke slammed on the gas and the truck lurched forward through the mud, sending it everywhere across the truck's windshield and all down the sides, he turned, and hit another, then another, the ride was bumpy but exhilarating. Before I realized it I was grinning ear to ear and squealing with laughter. He came to a stop on the other side of the clearing.

"Well, what do ya think?" He asked watching me.

"…Can we go again?!" I asked excited. He laughed and nodded before gassing it and taking us around again, and again. Then I asked an even bigger question.

"So….. can I drive?"

"Um… sure." He said hesitantly. He put it in park and scooted toward me, I lifted up and let him slide past, giggling when he grabbed me and pulled me down on his lap to kiss me from behind, then I slid over and readjusted the seat so I could reach the pedals.

"Okay. what do I do?"

"Well. You just. Gas it. Try and stay the edge of the mudholes, you can get stuck if you get in the middle, gotta give the tires something to grind against."

"I'll give you something to grind against." I mumbled coyly as I put the truck in drive. I slammed the pedal down and got nervous when it lurched, but tried again, and soon we were off. I was having WAYYYY too much fun with this. I could have done this all day and not complained once. I turned to go through the large hole in the middle of the field. I gassed it and mud flew everywhere, but then… it stopped. We stopped. Oh no.

"Um. Is this supposed to happen." I asked.

"Well. yes and no. Babe I think we're stuck."

"Stuck? Oh… what do we do?"

"Try it in reverse." I did. Nothing happened.

"Okay, well… guess its time to call in the reinforcements." He said as he flipped open the phone.

"Hey, yeah man. I'm stuck… Ha. Yeah. We're out at the powerlines. Yeah the big one in the middle….Yeah I know. Every time. Alright thanks man, see you in a few." He said as he hung up.

"So…" I said feeling guilty I got us stuck.

"Babe, its fine." He laughed. "It happens all the time. Its kind of the challenge… to see whether or not you can get stuck. You did good, this hole is infamous for getting people."

"Are you sure I didn't break anything?" I asked shyly.

"No. Not at all. C'mere." He said reaching out his hand, we slid towards each other in the center of the seat. "I think I know how to keep us busy in the meantime." He grinned before leaning in to kiss me. My whole body sparked with electricity. His intensity was matching mine. We'd waited so long to see each other, to be together. Phone calls and texts just aren't the same… I missed him. Its hard to believe we had only been together for like a week before we were separated, and then we've only been talking on the phone for a couple of months now. It feels like so much longer than that.

His hands traced the top of my shoulders down to my ass, and in one swift motion he pulled me into his lap. I straddled him, arms wrapped around his neck. I just couldn't get enough of him. I kissed deeper and longer, and he moaned in response.

"You know I could always call off the back up." He whispered breathlessly.

"No… I've got better places in mind to finish this." I said kissing him again. I could feel him growing eager beneath me. I was getting pretty eager myself. Unfortunately before we could get much further there was honking behind us. I looked up to see Pete jump out of his truck.

"Well… backups here." I sighed. I moved to climb off his lap and he had to um… readjust. To not make our activities obvious.

"Hey man. Got the wench hooked up, you guys ready?" Pete asked as Luke slid over to the driver seat and rolled down his window.

"Yeah man, I'll put her in neutral." Luke said shifting the gears. Slowly but surely Pete was able to use his truck to pull us out of the hole backwards. I was surprised as how use to this they were. He wasn't kidding when they said this happens a lot.

When we were back on solid ground Luke and I jumped out of the truck and walked over to Pete.

"Hey. Long time no see Winchester."

"Yeah. How are ya Pete?" I asked with a tight smile.

"Good. How long you in town for?"

"Just a day or so."

"Well… it was good to see you. Luke man I'll see you tomorrow." He said with a nod before he got in his truck and left. I let out a breath I didn't know I was holding.

"Pete doesn't still bother you does he?"

"No.. no. Its just. I don't know. Weird I guess?"

"Lets get out of here." Luke offered.

We went back to the motel so I could change and he wanted to offer Jo to come to dinner with us. When we pulled up I stopped and turned to him. "Are you parents going to be wondering where you are all night?"

"Nope. Pete's covering. As far as they're concerned I'm with him for the night."

"Okay, well then I think after dinner you should come back here… with me."

"What about Jo?"

"I'll get us another room… Jo will be fine."

"Emily. Are you sure? I mean. I want you to know… as much as I want to do this… I don't want you to think it's the only thing I want. I'm just happy to spend time with you."

"No I know… I just… I don't know when we'll get this time alone together again. And I want to take full advantage of it."

He smiled and kissed me softly. We climbed out and walked in the room.

"Hey Jo, this is Luke." I said as we came through the door.

"Hi." She said with a shit eating grin.

"Hi. I'm um, gonna borrow your bathroom for a moment." Luke said before walking away.

Jo watched him walk and the moment the door shut her head flung around and her bright eyes met mine.

"Good lord that boy is fine! Where can I get one?"

"Hush Jo! He'll hear you!" I laughed. "He wants you to come to dinner with us, you down?"

"Sure. Ask him if he's got a brother."

"Haha, I thought you had a thing for my brother."

"I do but your brother clearly isn't here at the moment." She added slyly.

Luke walked out and I got changed and ready for dinner, we all rode in Luke's truck and he took us to the local diner in town. Good home cookin. Luke, Jo, and I ate until we couldn't stand another bite. Not even of that fantastic dessert that Luke bought us. We laughed, we told jokes, we had a genuine good time. Until the bell to the front door rang and Satan walked through it.

She froze as if she had seen a ghost. I guess she never expected to see me again either. When my face fell and my eyes glued to the opposite side of the restaurant Jo got curious and turned around to see what exactly I was staring at.

"Who's that?" She asked realizing the blonde was staring back at us.

"…Satan." I mumbled as Luke swung his arm around me.

"Don't let her bother you." He said quietly speaking directly into my ear.

My glare never left hers as she turned around and walked back out the door. Good riddance bitch.

"So. Does she still want to jump on your dick every day at school?" I turned and asked him.

"Whoa… okay. I'm gonna get a refill." Jo said awkwardly standing up and walking away as quickly as she could muster.

Luke sighed.

"No. Actually… after you left we kinda… dated. For. A while." He explained hesitantly. I subconsciously withdrew from his touch.

"You what?!"

"Emily please… it was after you left. I. I was alone, confused… she just wanted to be with me."

I sat frozen. Not sure what to say. I felt betrayed… hurt.

"Why did you break up with her…" I asked not meeting his eyes.

"Because I realized she wasn't what I wanted."

"How long."

"How long what?" He asked confused.

"How long did you date her… when did you two break up?"

"About a month afterwards… I told you. I realized she wasn't what I wanted. I was just alone and didn't want to be."

"…did you two… have-"

"No. NO! No of course not." He quickly cut in.

"Can we just get out of here?" I asked distractedly, trying to get the thought of him and Tiffany being together out of my head.

"Yeah, come on." He said sliding out of the booth and extending his hand to mine. I grabbed it without meeting his eyes and nodded to Jo that we were heading out. Jo climbed in the truck and I followed Luke to his side of the truck, stopping him before he climbed in. I caught his eyes and leaned forward, pressing my lips to his and letting our bodies mold against each other.

"I'm sorry… I shouldn't have reacted like that. You didn't deserve it. Please… stay with me tonight." I asked quietly.

"Of course. I'm sorry I didn't tell you sooner… I just didn't wanna ruin anything between us."

"Its okay. Come on. I wanna cuddle some more." I said with a grin. We drove back to the motel and all walked into the room. I grabbed a few things out of my bag and then made my way to the front desk.

"I need a room for the night please." I asked the old man. He peered over at me above his glasses.

"Didn't I book you a room this morning for the next two nights?"

"Yeah. You did, but ummm. My sister and I had a fight… I just want to get some sleep and work things out in the morning."

"Your gonna pay for an entire room versus ending an argument?" He asked me deadpan.

"Uh. Yeah?" I answered.

"…women." He mumbled rolling his eyes while running the card.

"Thanks" I said hesitantly as he handed me the room keys.

I walked back and Luke and I said our goodnights to Jo, who was surprisingly cool with crashing alone for the night. I was glad she was so okay with everything. I was worried maybe bringing her was a bad idea, but I know its smarter to always have back up close by.

"Well here we are… too bad we can't sleep in your bed for the night. That thing was amazing." I said as I walked in and set my stuff down on the floor.

"Ha, its really not. You've just slept on some pretty shitty beds." He laughed.

I turned and looked at him, just. Really looked at him. Damn he is beautiful. How did I ever end up standing in a motel room with someone like this?

"Emily… are you sure about all this? I mean. I know we've talked about it. I know I want to… but I don't want to rush this. I don't want you to think this is all I want out of us." He said softly.

"Luke. I want this. Not just you… Can I be honest with you about something?"

"Yeah babe, what is it?" He said sitting down on the bed and pulling me to stand between his legs, making us almost eye level, I stood just barely above him.

"Luke… I've only done this once before. It wasn't pretty… I was drunk. I was upset. It was right after my dad died. I hated myself for it for a long time… so if I seem hesitant at any point. Please know. Its not you... Its just. This is the first time that I've been with someone who I truly care about. I'm… I'm scared." I admitted at barely a whisper.

When I looked at Luke his eyes were filled with so much emotion. So much depth… it was like staring into the sea.

"Emily." He finally said. "I promise I won't hurt you, we'll go as slow as you want, and if you want to stop then all you have to do is say so."

I nodded and we laid down on the bed. We were in no hurry, knowing that we wouldn't be interrupted tonight. He held me against him, much like he did this morning when we fell asleep, but this time I was much to nervous to even consider sleeping, but I wanted this. I wanted every second of it, and not to get over something. But because I wanted to be as close to him as two people could possibly be, I wanted to know him in ways no one else would. I wanted him to know me… to love me.

He slowly trailed his fingertips up and down the length of my body, going back and forth between the top of my shoulder and midway down my thigh. The sensation was like being set on fire yet laying on a bed of ice. I could feel every spark his touch created within me. When his hand grazed back up my body he dipped it down across my stomach and my body arched in reaction as a small moan separated my lips. Taking this as an invitation I turned and laid on my back, putting my face not even an inch from his. His hand continued up and down… this time trailing from my neck to the edge of my shorts, dipping down between my breasts as he passed. The motion stirred me from places I didn't even know existed.

He went to remove my shirt slowly and carefully, and for a second swift fear cause my hand to reach down and stop him. The scars. He'll see them… all of them.

He immediately noticed my hesitation and froze, gazing at my face. I tried to avoid eye contact, but he lifted my jaw and forced it. "What's wrong darlin?"

"Nothing its just… just. You have to promise me you won't stare at them…"

"At what?" He asked as his eyebrows knitted together.

I slowly lifted off the shirt, leaving me in only the bra and shorts. I carefully watched as his eyes trailed down my body and paused on the multiple scars along my sides and stomach… for the first time I felt, so ugly. I bet Tiffany doesn't have scars like these… I bet her body is perfect.

Worried that this has killed the night, I began to move away from him, but he quickly put his arm across the bed, trapping me. I looked up to him surprised.

"Don't." He whispered. Then he leaned down and his lips met mine, easing me back down onto the bed and his hand that once trapped me moved to rub against my skin at the edges of my bra, causing me to groan into the kiss. He moved to press his lips against my neck and placed his body between my legs, giving him more access to explore with his hands.

I hadn't even registered that he had undone by bra until he gently pulled it off to the side.

"Done that before?" I asked sarcastically, he giggled and moved to kiss the warm skin between my breasts, out of instinct my hands found themselves grazing along his scalp and tangled in his hair. They moved down and gripped his shirt where it rested on his shoulders, he sat up and swiftly pulled if off in one motion. His hands found their way back to my body as mine found the button for his jeans. I slowly undid them and pulled them down, unintentionally grazing against his junk in the process.

As his jeans slid down his hands worked their way down to my shorts, then he hooked a finger inside of them and pulled them and the underwear off. I laid fully exposed beneath him, and this time it wasn't desperate, it wasn't terrifying. Nerve wracking yes, but somehow I just knew I wouldn't regret this time like I did the last. This meant something… this was an act of love, not desperation.

His hand dipped back down and when he touched me my entire body felt like it was set a blaze. This… this was all new to me. I never in a million years knew my body could feel the way it did at this very moment. He was gentle, but rhythmic with his motions, sliding against the most sensitive part of my body. I was sure that an explosion was preparing to happen within me. I moaned and I could tell the noise excited him, his movements quickened and I was soon moving my body against his hand, unexpectedly he stopped.

He removed the remainder of his clothing and laid his body down against mine, I felt the full force of his length lay against me and the feeling was enticing to say the least. He kissed me, then he pulled away.

"Are you sure? I won't be mad if you want to stop." He asked politely, but I could see in his eyes every part of him wanted this as badly as I did.

"I'm sure." I whispered.

With that he moved and in one motion we were as close as two people could possibly be, we were one. I gasped at the sharp but brief pain, and moaned when it was replaced with pleasure, he moved slowly, testing the water so as not to hurt me. I nodded to him to reassure him that I was okay.

He leaned down and placed his mouth against my ear, kissing my temple.

"I.. I love you." He whispered.

"I love you too." I said back pulling his lips against mine. He thrust into me again and again, until we both sank into bliss.

This. This is the way its supposed to be… I never knew why Dean was so obsessed. Now, I get it. Now I understand just how horrible that first time was compared to how amazing this can be. How much more it means to be with someone you love.

When I woke up I could tell it was still dark outside, our bodies were still tangled together, in a mess of sheets. I turned to face the boy I'd just made love to and I almost couldn't bare to wake him. But I didn't want to waste any more time with him just sleeping.

"Hey.." I whispered running my fingers through his hair. He slowly stirred a wake and smiled, showing his beautiful white smile.

"What time is it?" He asked.

"About 3 in the morning."

"Well, I guess the early bird gets the worm he said as he stretched and laid his arm across me, drawing circles on my bare stomach.

"So." I said hesitantly.

"So?" He repeated, waiting for me to continue.

"…Are you going to ask about them?"

He sighed.

"I want to. But… would it do me any good?"

I carefully considered my next reply… after this. After what we've done, can I still lie to him?

"I don't want to scare you away… my life is not easy. These. These happen. All the time." I said looking down as his fingers traced the scars slowly one at a time.

"Emily, please… talk to me." He pleaded softly. I know he just wants an explanation. He just wants to know SOMETHING. But how can I tell him anything without telling him everything?

"…What if you think I'm crazy?"

"I would never think you were crazy. Darlin, talk to me… give me a chance."

"You have to promise me… no matter what I say you won't walk out of this room. You'll give me a chance too."

"I promise."

I looked at him carefully, debating on where to start, is this even a good idea? Will he go running for the hills? Will he even believe me?

"Emily, babe… talk." He said pulling me from my thoughts.

"My brothers and I aren't in the exterminating business."

"Well I think we both already knew that." He added honestly.

"We're… hunters."

"…Hunters?"

"Yeah. We travel to hunt things, we… save peoples lives on a daily basis."

"What exactly do you hunt?" he asked after looking confused for a minute.

"Well… we hunt mo-" My sentence was interrupted by the loud volume of my phone, ringing on the nightstand behind me, I turned and reached for it, seeing it was Jo. I looked at it puzzled, but flipped it open.

"Jo?"

"Emily! Get out of here! Now!... They're looking for you, I only killed one, there's at least three more. You gotta get outta there, I took the car, meet me at the gas station down the road! Hurry!"

Oh no. No. Everything in my body froze. This is exactly what I feared, this… was exactly what I was afraid of. All of it. Its happening, its coming for me and I'm putting him in the middle of it.

"Emily!" Jo yelled through the phone.

"Yeah! Yeah I hear you, okay we'll meet you there." I said frantically. I hung up the phone and jumped out of the bed throwing on my clothes haphazardly.

"Emily what's wrong?" Luke asked nervously.

"Get dressed! Now! Before they find us!"

"Who?!" He asked as he too began to throw on clothing.

I ignored him and reached into my bag, pulling out my gun and tucking it in my waistband.

"Whoa.. Em.. what the hell?" He asked surprised.

"Just. Look okay… All those times I couldn't explain, THIS is it. I hunt monsters for a living, my family and I travel and kill ghosts, monsters, demons, whatever! Right now, something is coming after us so we have to leave! Now!" I rambled as I pulled out three silver knives and laid them on the bed, along with an extra pistol and a flask of holy water.

"Here, can you shoot this?" I said pushing the gun at him. He took it hesitantly, looking at it in pure shock.

"Luke! Stay with me here! Can you shoot it?!"

He finally snapped out of it.

"Yeah. Yeah… I can shoot."

"Good, take a knife, keep them tucked under your shirt but easy to access, I don't know what we're up against, come on." I said as I grabbed the bag and Luke's keys and began to walk us out of the door and down the stairs, once at the bottom of the stairs I scanned the area, seeing nothing out of the ordinary. We bolted for his truck but I quickly stopped when I recognized the man walking out of what was mine and Jo's room.

"Shit!" I said and reached back in the bag digging for the syringe of dead man's blood I had stuffed inside.

"Run!" I said to Luke pointing to the opposite direction, but it was useless as two more men appeared behind us and cut us off.

"Well well well… look what we have here. It's the Baby Winchester, without her big bad brothers." The vamp said clearly amused.

"You son of a bitch… Let us go. Now, and I won't kill you."

"Ha! Kill me… hunny incase you forgot, you couldn't kill me." He laughed as the memory of him running from his nest the other night filled my mind. I still can't believe I missed the damn shot…

"I killed your entire nest, I think I can handle you just fine." I spat as I instinctively placed myself between Luke and the lead vamp.

"Emily what the hell is this…" Luke asked shakily, he stayed close to me, in what is supposed to be a protective stance between me and the other three men, but he doesn't know what he's up against, at this point they view him as collateral to get to me… they'll kill him on the spot.

"Whats the matter? Boyfriend here still in the dark? Does he know about all the things that go bump in the night?" The vamp taunted.

"You don't talk to him… this is between us. Why don't you call off the dogs here and me and you can settle this."

"Oh and what, Romeo here gets to drive away and let the other bitch know who took you? I don't think so. Your both dead." He said nonchalantly. "Such a shame too… He'd make a good member of the nest."

"Luke. Get in the truck. Now." I hissed.

"What?! NO! No way… I'm not leaving you." He said stubbornly.

"I'll be fine, GET IN THE TRUCK!"

"Dammit Emily no!" he yelled.

I knew he wouldn't leave without me so I did the only thing I could think of, I fought. If we can both get to the truck then I can get him back to safety, Luke took my lead and also began to fight, we were outnumbered but put up a good fight, inuring the vamps in the process, but before I knew what was happening I spun to see one vamp hold Luke down as the other knocked him out cold.

"Luke!" I screamed, but then there was nothing but darkness around me.

*Dean's POV*

"Whew! That one was close!" I called out of breath as I punched the gas and Baby came to life.

"Yeah. How about we never make it that close again?" Sam said from beside me struggling to catch his breath.

"Oh come on, that was exciting!"

"Dean, we almost got incarcerated for life… not my idea of excitement."

"Yeah yeah, whatever grandpa. Lets go burn some bones and get back to Em. It freaks me out leaving her alone."

"I'm sure she's fine… she'll probably be in the middle of some dumb movie when we get back."

"Yeah.. I don't know. I just gotta funny feeling. I need to lay eyes on her."

"Dude. You are so paranoid when it comes to Em."

"Yeah well, what can I say… its my job."

"Its my job too, but I don't go overboard with it like you do."

"Hey, overboard keeps her ass AND your ass alive, now quit bitching and find the salt." I said as we pulled up to the cemetery.

It only took us an hour to dig up, salt, burn, and rebury the bones. We were definitely making this one a speed race, needing to get as far away from this town as quickly as possible before that Hendrickson prick caught up to us. Man, the FBI are such douchebags.

We pulled back up to the motel and I immediately noticed Emily's back up car was gone.

"… Just being paranoid huh?" I asked pointing it out to Sam.

"Shit…" He sighed as we got out and made our way to the door. When I walked in it was clear Emily wasn't there, and hadn't been since probably about as long as us.

"Hey. Check this out." Sam said motioning to a note taped onto the door.

"Boys… Don't hate me. I'm okay. I went to see Luke. Honestly I'm hoping to beat you two back to the room, but this note is my contingency plan. Don't worry. I'm not alone. I picked up a friend along the way. I'll call Bobby if I get in a jam. Love you, please… don't kill me! Em." Sam read aloud.

"Dammit!" I yelled as my blood came to a boiling point.

"I should've known she'd pull some stupid shit like this."

"Alright well, at least we know where the hell she is… lets go get her. You can kill her when we get there." Sam offered packing up the rest of our stuff.

We piled back into the impala and took off.

"Hey, who do you think she meant when she said she picked up a friend?" I asked realizing for the first time she's got someone with her besides a horny teenage boy.

"I don't know, I didn't even know she had friends."

"She doesn't… but we have friends. Who would be stupid enough to go along with this?"

"Well it damn sure wouldn't be Bobby… so roadhouse… Ash? Jo?"

"Please God let it be Jo… dammit." I mumbled reaching for my cell.

It rang three times before I heard the female voice on the other line.

"Dean?"

"Are you with Emily?" I asked cutting straight to the chase.

"I was.. Dean I swear! I didn't know we were followed! She was supposed to meet me at the gas station but they never showed up and I went back but his truck is there and there was blood on the ground and now I can't pick up the trai-"

"Whoa whoa whoa! Slow down a second Jo!" I said putting the phone on speaker.

"What followed you?"

"Vampires, I got one, but there were 3 or 4 more and they were looking for Emily, I called and warned her and we were supposed to meet but she never made it!" Jo said frantically, obviously upset as well.

Sam and I exchanged a worried glance and I pushed the pedal to the floor.

"Jo, where are you?" I asked as calmly as I could realizing my baby sister was most likely in the hands of a vampire right now, and I was still hours away.

"I'm at the Ashbury, it's the first motel in town. Rm 117. I swear I've tried to pick up the trail, but I can't!" She said her voice cracking at the end.

"Jo, listen to me… its okay. Get a machete, lock the door, and sit tight. We'll be there in 3 hours."

I hung up the phone and inhaled a sharp breath before slamming my fist against the wheel.

"Dammit!" I yelled. "I knew we shouldn't have left her alone!"

"Dean… we had no way of knowing she was gonna run off." Sam tried to reason.

"It doesn't matter! I'm never supposed to leave her alone! Not again!"

"What are you talking about Dean?"

"Nothing. Just… shut up and let me drive." I growled as I cranked the music, an aggravated and stressed Sam threw his hands in the air and rolled his eyes. I know its his sister missing too. I know he loves her, I know he's scared… but she's my little girl. And I've got to find her.

*Emily's POV*

"Oww…" I groaned as I stirred and began to feel the massive headache. It took my vision several seconds to adjust, even in the dim light. When It did I realized I was strung up from the ceiling, my hands bound, looking around I found a limp Luke beside me.

"Oh god.. Luke! Luke! Wake up babe please!" I cried out to him. He slowly began to move and his eyes fluttered a few times before opening.

"Emily?" He asked foggy.

"Yeah hun I'm here… I'm so sorry. I never wanted to get you into this. I promise. I had no idea I was followed." I said to him.

"So… you weren't kidding about the monsters?" He asked groggily.

"No… I wasn't."

"Well. That's unfortunate. I was kinda banking on this being a bad dream following our awesome sex. Guess its not… the awesome sex really happened though right?"

I lightly laughed.

"Yeah… yeah it did."

"Good." He mumbled

"Are you okay?" I asked softly. Feeling guilty knowing he was here because of me.

"I'm fine… Just a little dizzy. Are you okay? Did they touch you?" He said growing defensive.

"I'm okay, I'm just so sorry I put you here."

"Well I doubt it was on purpose." He said offering me a half smile. "Question now is… where the hell are we?"

"I don't know." I said looking around. "Its some sort of warehouse, if I had to guess probably out by the docks so people won't come sniffing around. Vampires sleep during the day, they need a dark place to hide out, I'd say this fits the bill."

"I…I'm sorry. Did you say vampires?" Luke asked seeming to realize the gravity of the situation.

"Yeah… I did. The other night when I called you and said I had a bad day, its cause we raided a nest and got pretty messed up, and I let one get away. And that's who's taken us. He's out for revenge. Vampire's nests are like their family. My brothers and I slaughtered his family… so now he's going to slaughter me."

"The hell he is… we're getting out of here." Luke said with newly found determination. Man, he really is perfect. "Where are they now?" He asked.

"Probably sleeping, the sunlight doesn't turn them to dust or anything but it hurts, so they sleep during the day."

"So how do we kill them? Wooden stake to the heart?"

"No, you have to decapitate them. If you can get ahold of some deadman's blood it'll paralyze them temporarily."

"Deadman's blood? Do I even wanna know how you get that?"

"Um… the morgue." I admitted sheepishly.

"Oh great. My girlfriend not only kills monsters for a living, she breaks into morgues and desecrates bodies." He said sarcastically.

"Hey!" I said mildly offended.

"Wait… did you just call me your girlfriend?" I ask suddenly realizing what words fell from his mouth.

"Well I figured after the awesome sex and the 'I love yous' that it was kind of implied." He explained.

"Oh. Right… okay." I smiled like a dumb schoolgirl, momentarily forgetting how screwed we are as we dangle from the ceiling.

"Um Em can we get out of here and then make goo goo eyes at each other? I'm kinda trying not to freak out here."

"Oh! Yeah, yes… sorry." I said trying to loosen the ropes on my wrists.

*Dean's POV*

3 hours and 24 minutes later I was banging on the door of room 117.

"Jo! Open up! Its us!" I could hear the locks behind the door being undone and then she flung it open. She looked a mess, her hair disheveled and her eyes red from obviously crying.

"Dean, I.. I'm so sorry." She choked out. "I know how important she is to you, I never would have gone through with it if I knew something was looking for her! I swear! I thought everything was fine!"

"Jo! JO! Calm down… tell me exactly what happened." I said shaking her shoulders to snap her out of her rambling.

"I.. I was in the room, it was the middle of the night. I heard them trying to pick the lock and jumped up. I didn't know it was a vamp until the bullets obviously didn't hurt it, so I swung and killed one of them, I broke past the door and jumped in the car and called Emily to warn her. She-"

"Wait, why wasn't she in here with you?" Sam asked. Jo looked very hesitant to answer his question.

"Jo.. where was she?" I prodded.

"She was in a room a couple of floors up…"

"By herself?" Sam asked confused.

"Not.. um. Not exactly." Then it clicked in my head.

"Oh no… God no Jo please tell me you didn't let two horny teenagers get their own room for the night?!" I asked.

"Well.. I mean she's 16. I'm sure everyone in this room has been alone with another horny teenager when they were 16." Jo tried to defend.

"Jo! She's 16! Its bad enough you helped her sneak off behind our backs but you just stood by when she got another room for the two of them?! I mean come on.. you knew what they were gonna do!"

"…Does it make it better if I tell you I know she brought condoms?" Jo asked with an eyebrow raised.

Sam and I both let out a deep sigh… fucking really Em? NOW is when you choose to run off and get laid? The thought made me sick to even think about.

"Okay. You know what… enough. Point is. You were separated. What happened after that."

"I called her to warn her, she said they'd be there in a few minutes… when she never showed I came back to look for her. I found his truck still in the parking lot, and there was blood. Not a lot, but obviously there was some sort of fight… I can't figure out where they'd go, I tried to pick up the trail but… I. I just don't know what to look for. Dean. I'm so sorry."

"Lets just go get Em." I said with a sigh walking outside to inspect the place for myself, I found the truck easily. It was the only one with mud caked on at least 2 inches thick. "Someone had a good time while she was gone." I said gesturing to it. Sam nodded in agreement.

"Okay, looks like the blood is contained to this one spot… we need surveillance videos, we need to see what car they were in and then we can take it from there. Sam, you and Jo go get them from the front desk, I'm gonna go up and check Em's room. What number is it Jo?"

"306."

"Alright." I said with a huff as I ascended the stairs two at a time and opened the unlocked door, great. She left in a hurry obviously. It was evident this room was used, the sheets were tangled, there was towels on the bathroom floor. As disgusting as it is to even stand in this room right now I gotta make sure there's nothing in here I need to find her.

I found a few spare bullets on the floor by the bed, she always drops one or two when she's loading a mag in a hurry, so at least I know she had weapons.

I met back with Sam and Jo.

"Hey, alright so the car has stolen plates, can't track it really, but they took off in that direction. Traffic cam caught them for another 3 miles and then they turned off." Sam explained.

"Well then what are we waiting for, lets go." I said ushering us all to the impala.

*Emily's POV*

We had been trying for hours to loosen the ropes, but the weight of our bodies pulled against them causing them only to tighten as we struggled.

"Its getting dark outside again…" Luke said noticing the sun was setting through the window.

"Shit.." I mumbled. "Luke. When they come in here, they're gonna cut us down, if you get the chance to run, you take it. They don't want you. They want me. Find my brothers. They'll kill them, if you don't they'll remember your scent and come after you later."

"Emily stop… I'm not leaving here without you. End of story. So stop trying to get me to run."

"… you're so damn stubborn." I sighed.

Footsteps. Dammit, we're running out of time. We've got to figure out how to get out of here.

"Luke… when they cut us down. In my bag. There's syringes prefilled with deadmans blood. Stab them with it, it'll give us the chance to get away."

"Okay." He nodded.

I watched as 4 men appeared out of the shadows under the dim lighting.

"How's it hanging?" The lead asked with a smile.

"Please… tell me how long you've been waiting to break that line out." I replied dripping with sarcasm.

"You are quite the smartass, baby Winchester."

"Yeah well, better to be a smartass then a dumbass."

"Roy… cut em down." He said to one of the men behind him. They cut down Luke, and then me. Our hands were still bound, and I could feel the soreness in my shoulders from being dangled for hours. My arms stiffly fell down towards my lap, I looked over to Luke to see him wince as he moved his arms as well.

"So, wha's the big plan here? Toy with us a little, one for breakfast and one for lunch?" I asked trying to stand.

"Oh no.. I've got something much better in mind. See. I happen to know that you didn't slaughter her. My Rosie… I turned her myself. I always wanted a daughter, she was perfect… and then that bumbling idiot brother of yours sliced her head off right in front of me."

"Oh boo hoo.." I said rolling my eyes, the vampire approached me and backhanded me, knocking me back to the ground.

"Emily! Don't you touch her!" Luke yelled, he went to advance the lead but he was quickly grabbed and held back. I sat up and spit the blood out of my mouth onto his shoes.

"That tickled." I grumbled, trying to stand again. When I had almost gotten up the vamp used one foot to my chest to knock me back down, then he stood over me.

"I'm gonna wait till he shows up to rescue you. Make sure I've got his full attention. And then I'm going to rip you in half with my bare hands." He said with a wicked grin. Dean always taught me to never show fear, but my face faltered and it took me a second to recompose it.

"My father's already dead. You're revenge is a moot point. Dean has no daughter. So really what's your plan here?"

"Haha, stupid girl… it doesn't take long to see it. Yes you're his sister, but in his heart… you're much more. You're the daughter he'll never have, you're the child he raised. Trust me. I think it's a fair trade."

"So what about him? What's he got to do with all this." I said nodding towards Luke.

"Oh, he's just a fun snack along the way. Come on love, I happen to know big brother is close by. Time for the show." He said pulling me to my feet and pushing me out the door, Luke was following behind.

"Well, sunset must have been pretty." I mumbled as he pushed us out on the dock, the sky was skill painted in bright reds and oranges since the sun had just fallen below the line of the horizon.

"I wouldn't know, not a big fan of the sun." He replied sarcastically.

"Now who's being a smartass." I groaned. He threw me down, busting my lip against the dock and then dragged me back up again by my hair.

"Let her go!" Luke yelled and struggled against the men who held him. One sucker punched him in the gut, knocking him to his knees as he coughed.

"Sit tight dear, I can smell big brother, he's close."

Moments later I could hear the rumble of the impala as it came into sight. Dean emerged, as did Sam and Jo. Machete in hand, ready for a fight.

*Dean's POV*

"Deano! So nice of you to finally join us… lovely setting isn't it? I figured these lovebirds would appreciate a good view for the final moments." The lead called to me, one hand roughly grabbing Emily's arm as she pulled against him. Fury ran through me like a flood. I surveyed the situation. 4 vamps. Luke being held by two of them, Emily by one, and another standing off to the side preparing to be wherever he is needed when the time comes.

"Sorry I don't think I caught your name." I said with a polite but tight grin.

"Lance. And that pretty blonde your slaughtered at the nest was my dear Rosie."

"Really? A blonde named Rosie? I think that's a name preserved for redheads only. Sounds like I did you a favor. Try again with the next one."

"I'll keep that in mind." He growled at me.

I slowly stepped onto the long dock and made my way towards them. Sam and Jo flanking me.

"So what? You kidnap a couple horny teenagers to get back at me?"

"No… see I got lucky finding them when and where I did. I just wanted the girl, the boy's just a snack for the road. Roy here is real hungry, ain't that right Roy?"

I looked over to see one of the vamps reveal its fangs and knock Luke down to his knees, then I glimpsed at Em. Her eyes wild with fear as she watched, I could see the wheels turning, she was fixing to make a move, probably not a smart one.

"Emily don't!" I yelled, but it was too late, she used her bound hands to knock the lead vamp in the face before shoving herself forward and ramming herself against the vamp preparing to feed on Luke. It all happened so fast but its like I watched it in slow motion. The dock was too narrow and in the midst of knocking the vamp over she threw them both off of the dock, sinking into the murky water below.

"Emily!" I yelled knowing that she can't swim with bound hands, the vamp resurfaced and I moved to dive into the water as did Sam, but the vamps charged us.

Jo ran to Luke and decapitated the vamp holding him, pulling him away from the edge of the dock while he screamed for Emily.

The lead ran at me teeth bared but he had no idea what a desperate man was capable of. I charged him and we met with a clash louder than thunder. We fought for only moments before I pinned him beneath me and stared into eyes full of hate as they went dim, blood running across the dock from his separated head.

"Dean! Emily hasn't come up!" Sam yelled killing off the last vamp. I dived into the water without hesitation, hearing Sam jump in behind me. I swallowed as much air as I possibly could and dived down, searching for her. Hoping to spot air bubbles. I ran out of air after a minute and swam up to grab more. When I hit the surface Jo and Luke were leaned over the side, searching for her from above the water.

"Do you see anything?!" I called frantically. They searched and looked around. Sam came up for air and fearfully shook his head to inform me he can't find her.

No.. no no no no! Dammit! I can't lose her!

"There!" Luke yelled pointing over to wear her body has floated to the surface. Sam and I raced to her, Sam getting there first and dragging her back up to the the boat ramp.

"Emily! Babygirl come on, wake up!" I said slapping her cold face lightly. I laid my head against her chest.

"Dammit! She's not breathing!" I said frantically as I started CPR, Sam breathing air into her as I pounded against her chest.

"Breathe Em! Come on! Please!" I cried feeling the unfamiliar sting hit my eyes.

"Dean.." I could hear Jo cry weakly behind us, Luke staring with devastation in his eyes. To them she was already dead… she was gone.

"No.. No Wake up! WAKE UP!" I yelled to her refusing to accept it the way they had. She can't be dead.

Just as Sam sat back and fell to the ground in tears she flopped and began to cough up water, I turned her on her side as relief washed over me. Rubbing her back as she gasped for air between spits of water.

She eventually rolled over on her hands and whimpered as she emptied the rest of her lungs. When she sat back up I grabbed her shivering body and wrapped her against me. I almost lost her… I could have lost her.

"De.." She whined weakly.

"I'm here babygirl, I'm here. Shhh…" I cooed as I rocked us back and forth. I met eyes with a teary Sam and he leaned over kissing the top of her head.

"God Em… you scared the hell out of us." He said.

"I'm sorry." She whispered hoarsely, coughing at the end.

"Come on, lets get you two out of here." I said looking up at Luke, who's face looked exhausted. He'd been through hell and back, and I knew that he was just as scared of losing her. I stood first, pulling her up with me. She stepped away form me to hug Jo, and then she fell against him. He leaned down and kissed her gently. As much as I wanted to beat him senseless for getting freaky with my little sister, I was thankful someone loved her. Thankful someone made her happy.

*Emily's POV*

We all crammed into the impala, I was surprised when Dean let me sit in the back with Luke instead of shoving me in the front seat between them… I know the lecture is coming. I'm in trouble. BIG trouble… but that won't happen until the shock of me almost dying wears off for everyone.

I thought that was it… I died. I stopped breathing. My heart stopped beating. I was dead. But I did it to save Luke, it was him or me. And I'd choose the same way if I was given the chance to do it over and over again.

I leaned against him as his arm latched me to his side, holding me tightly and fingers grazing my arm. I don't understand how he's still standing. This is a lot for someone to take in. Anyone else would have fallen apart by now. Yet here he is. Holding me together instead.

When we got to the motel we all changed into dry clothes, thankfully Sam leant some to Luke.

"So… how much trouble am I in." I quietly asked Dean as I walked next to him at the sink while he made himself a cup of coffee. He wouldn't even meet my eyes.

"I think you should go back to everyone else." He finally said harshly.

"…Okay." I whispered walking away. Realizing this was going to be worse than I anticipated.

I sat down at the table, accompanied by Sam, Jo, and Luke. When I did Sam looked at me giving me an apologetic smile, silently telling me he was sorry because he knows what's coming. Then I turned to look to Luke, who watched me with careful eyes. I know we need to talk… I know what I need to do. But I don't want to. I just want to lay in his arms, in that soft warm bed that smells like him. I want things to go back to the way they were. 24 hours ago. SO much had changed in so little time.

"Sam.. I'm uh. I'm gonna walk Luke out, if that's okay." I said carefully watching Dean for a reaction. He gave none, still not facing any of us.

"Yeah Em. Sure." He smiled sadly… knowing what was coming next. I stood and grabbed Luke's hand. Leading him outside to his truck. When we were finally alone he let out a long sigh.

"Man.. you weren't kidding. Your life is intense." He said as he wrapped his warm arms around me. I buried my face against him. Savoring his smell, his touch, the felling of his skin grazing against mine. Like an alcoholic savoring their last drink.

"I'm so sorry you got caught up in all this… you should be safe now. All of them were killed so no one else should have your scent." I said quietly, feeling the lump in my throat grow.

"Em, I'm really not that worried about me. You're the one who just died. Literally… are you gonna be okay?" He asked as he softly pulled my face up to his and kissed me. It made me think of last night. How sweet he was. How amazing he made every part of me feel. Reminding me how hard this really was going to be.

"Yeah. I'll be fine." I said but my voice broke on the last word.

"Emily, I love you. Don't cry babe…" He said as he kissed the tears off my cheek.

"I love you too… which is why we have to stop this." I whispered with my eyes shut, too afraid to open them and see his face.

"What?" He asked as his stilled against me. "What do you mean?"

"THIS is why I left Luke. THIS is why I lied… my life. Its not safe, it will never be safe. And having you in it… puts you at risk. And I can't always be here to help protect you. There are things out there, terrifying things, that want me dead. They want me to suffer, and they'll kill you without a second thought just to hurt me. I can't let that happen."

"Emily… don't do this. I'll be fine. I'm a big boy, just give me the cliff notes and I'll make this work. I can protect myself." He argued defensively.

"Luke. I love you… but you don't understand. You dying because of me, would kill me. I'd never be able to live with myself if that happened. I hate this. I do… it's the last thing I wanted. Especially after yesterday… after last night. But. I have to do this. For both of us."

"Emily no, please… don't leave me again." He pleaded softly. It crushed everything inside me to hear his voice sound so defeated. Even though he was trying, he knew deep down my mind wasn't changing.

"I'm so sorry. This is all my fault. I should have just let you go. Spared you from all this." I said as the lump in my throat made it difficult for the words to escape.

"No. No… I'm glad you came. I don't regret for a second anything we did. Any of it." He said rubbing his thumb across my jaw. He kissed me again, this time with more eagerness, realizing that this was goodbye.

"Me neither." I whispered, kissing him back deeply. When he pulled away he let out a deep breath.

"I'll miss you… please. Be careful, and if you ever change your mind. You know where to find me." He whispered into my ear. He kissed my cheek one last time before climbing in the truck, I startled as the engine came to life. His eyes never left mine, until he pulled out of the parking lot. It felt like my heart was in that truck, and I'm not sure if I'll ever get it all back.

I stood there until I was composed enough to face the people inside of the room. When I walked in, Dean hadn't left his spot at the sink, Jo and Sam were talking, but stopped. Both watching me with careful and pitying eyes. I didn't want it… the pity. This was my fault.

"I, I'm gonna take a shower." I said looking down at the floor and grabbing my bag as I walked in and shut the door behind me. I turned on the water and stood beneath it, letting the noise mask my sobs. I've screwed up everything… Dean can't face me. I lost Luke. I could have gotten Jo or my brothers or Luke even killed… I nearly got myself killed. All of this. Its all my fault.

*Dean's POV*

"Dean… you have to talk to her eventually." Sam said after the shower turned on.

"Sam. Drop it." I warned sipping the coffee in my mug growing colder by the second.

"No. Dean. She screwed up, okay? I get it, and I'm sure she knows that already. But I'd say she's had a pretty bad day to answer for it. She almost died, and you and I both know that conversation she just had didn't end with a 'see ya next time' … she's probably in there right now falling apart!"

"Sam! I said drop it." I yelled turning around to face him and Jo. "I will talk to her when I am ready. Not a second before. So lay off! If you're so worried about her then YOU go talk to her."

"Oh I intend to… but you and I both know she needs to hear this from you." He said getting up and slamming the door as he walked outside.

"Jo." I said after a moment of silence.

"Yeah?"

"I don't blame you for this. I know you only came along to help."

"Dean I think maybe you should cut her some sla-"

"Jo I just made it very clear that I wasn't angry with you. I'd stop there unless you want to change that."

"…Yeah. Okay. Got it."

Sam came back in and I suggested that him and Jo run and grab food. They agreed and I sat at the table. Waiting for the shower to shut off."

*Emily's POV*

I dried off and dressed, letting my damp hair fall against the Metallica shirt I stole from Dean, my sweats dragging against the floor. When I opened the door the room was empty… except for the angry silent Dean sitting at the table staring straight ahead.

"Where's Sam and Jo." I asked quietly stepping out and putting my bag down.

"Food run."

"Oh." I said sitting cross legged on the bed across form the table, taking a pillow and hugging it to me for comfort. Dean's gaze never moved, he just sipped his coffee in silence, never actually looking in my direction.

"Dean.. I'm sorr-"

"Don't." He said shortly, cutting off my apology.

"I just wanted to see hi-"

"I said don't!" He yelled, his furious glance falling on me for the first time since we got back. "This is by far the STUPIDEST thing you have EVER done." He continued. I sat in silence, afraid to speak. "I get your 16 and your emotions are all over the damn place but never did I imagine you would pull a stunt like this… how could you?!" He asked standing up and walking towards me.

I opened my mouth to speak but nothing came out, instead I just stared at him.

"Not only did you run off while Sam and I were too busy working a case to be able to help you if need be, but you ran off HOURS away to see a fucking boy! Why didn't you just ask! We would have taken you up here Emily! Dammit why couldn't you just talk to me!"

I flinched as his voice got louder, but this didn't seem to phase him.

"NONE of this would have happened if we were with you, you would have been safe! YOU WOULDN'T HAVE NEARLY DIED!" He yelled getting closer to my face. I instinctively retreated until I was pushed against the headboard, trembling. I've never seen him so angry… I know he won't hurt me. But… he just. He's so angry.

"Dammit Em. I'm so disappointed in you." He sighed turning and running his hand through his hair. At that moment Sam and Jo came back in the room. Taking in the tension between us. Sam eyed me carefully, going back and forth between Dean and I. Silently asking me if I was okay. Dean stomped over to the table and began to pull out the food that Sam laid on the table. Jo awkwardly set down the drinks and sat at the other end of the table away from Dean, no one said a word. Not until Sam asked if I was hungry.

"No thanks." I mumbled.

"Get up and Eat." Dean growled, not bothering to stop eating himself. Without another word I got up and sat between Jo and Sam, picking at the food, not making eye contact with anyone.

"Do you still have another room for tonight?" Dean asked out of the blue, his question caught me off guard. I didn't even know he knew about that… it only makes the whole situation worse.

"No… it was just for one night." I answered barely above a whisper. Dean stood and threw his trash away.

"Jo can share with me, that way we don't have to waste money on another room." Dean grumbled as he pulled off his jacket and laid down in the bed. "Is that okay?" He asked.

"Yeah. Fine by me." Jo said trying to alleviate the awkward tension. "I'm ready to hit the sack anyways." She said with a brief smile and a squeeze to my hand before she got up and got in bed herself.

I followed suit, throwing away the half eaten food and turning off the light before climbing in the opposite bed, staring away from Dean, but feeling his eyes on my back. Sam was the last one in bed, turning off the last of the lights and making sure the door was locked. He laid down in the bed and sighed. I watched as he turned and faced me. His eyes meeting mine, Sam has this ability to communicate without having to speak… he could always look at me and know how I was feeling. He could use one look to replace an entire conversation. The longer he looked at me the more I felt myself slipping. Dean's snores filled the room and I let out a breath I didn't know I had been holding.

"Sammy…" I whispered.

"I know Em." He said pulling me into him and letting me fall apart. Kissing the top of my head and pulling his fingers through my damp hair.

"I swear I never meant for any of this to happen. I didn't know." I cried against him.

"Shhh.. I know kiddo."

"Dean's so mad at me… he won't even look at me."

"Em he's just upset. We thought we lost you today kiddo. You were literally dead in his arms. His worst fear was right in front of him. Dean doesn't process things like the rest of us, you know how he is. He gets angry and hides behind that. He was just scared. We both were." Sam explained as he pushed my hair behind my ear, whispering so as not to wake up Dean or Jo.

"I couldn't let them kill him." I said between sniffs.

"I know. I get it… I would have done the same for Jess. I'm sorry things didn't work out with you two. I really wanted this to work for you."

"I didn't want to do it, but I can't let him get hurt again." I cried again for an entirely different reason.

"I know Em… I know. Get some sleep, its gonna be a long day tomorrow." He whispered. I nodded and folded myself against him, needing to feel solid ground beneath me for once today, and Sam was that solid ground.