"Dean can be a real pompous ass sometimes!" I tell Sam now that we are alone.

He puts a hand on my shoulder "don't worry, he won't do anything. More bark than bite with him."

"as apposed to you?" I smile with a wink, teasing him. It's been an exhausting few days but being around Sam now and not having to hide everything has turned me on. I move onto my tiptoes to give him a kiss and he kisses me back.

He tries to pull away but I bite his lower lip a bit forcefully wanting more affection. "Not now Jaclyn, there's a lot to do." He says while I fight for more.

"Fine!" I sigh with frustration and lower my toes back to the ground "Were do I even start?" I ask, turning away and pacing the room.

"Well, would you like to know more about who your parents really were? I mean, they were witches and you had no idea, there's got to be a history there somewhere." Sam says to me, making me ponder.

My parents were wonderful people. When I was born they were both just teachers, living a peaceful happy life. I don't know if I want to tarnish the image of our perfect family by learning some of the dark things by mother may have done in the past. If she was close with Rowena, who knows what she has done. And if Rowena wanted me to help get revenge on the people who were responsible for their deaths, maybe it's not smart for me to get involved in that yet. I barely got the worm out of my body, I need to be stronger if I come across her again. I shake my head "not yet, I really want to fix the problems I caused first." I tell him, keeping my deeper feelings to myself.

"Well, let's get to it!" He smiles and leaves the room.

I follow close behind him "were are you going?" I call out to him.

"Well, it's been a few weeks since what happened when Rowena had you. We should look into some news stories, see what looks witchy and go from there." He explains. He's not pulling out his laptop from his bag and sitting down.

"Why is it always research?" I roll my eyes with a smirk. It's definitely not my favorite thing to do in this job, but Sam is pretty good at it and will hopefully have a lead in no time.

After a few hours, Sam pulls something up and I see him scoot closer to the screen. His eyes light up with while he scrolls through a news column reading. I wait eagerly for him to tell what it is about. "So I found 2-3 other leads, but this one-" He drags out while scrolling just a bit more "this one seems more promising."

"Well, what is it?" I ask quickly.

"So I looked into the house Rowena was staying in when we got to you. Turns out, it went into foreclosure over a year ago." He doesn't continue on though and stares off behind me. I turn to see what he is looking at, and see Dean drinking a beer in the door frame.

"Don't stop on my account." He snarls towards him.

Sam gives him a firm pout lip before bringing his attention back to me and the laptop "the man in charge of selling the property lives just a town over from it, we should talk to him." He tells me.

"How is that a lead?" I ask, not sure why we'd talk to him.

"Well, he was going to buy the house himself. He said so in an article just 3 months ago." Sam turns the screen so I can see the news article "while researching the home he learned that it was owned by his great grandfather. He wanted to keep it in the family and all. But then out of nowhere he puts it up for sale. Seems weird." Sam tells me.

"Maybe he saw how much maintenance a house like that would take and changed his mind." Dean adds on from the doorway.

"Or maybe he was forced to change hid mind." Sam returns back.

I bite my lower lip and respond "I agree with Dean, it seems far fetched but it can't hurt to look into." I look between the two brothers.

Dean snorts, not caring that I agreed with him and comes further into the room "so, were are we going?" He asks reaching Sam's side. He avoids making any kind of eye contact with me.

"Oklahoma." I say lowly, remembering all that happened there. It's not just the place where I learned my parents lied to me my whole life, but where I was drugged and attacked by someone I thought was a good person.

"Dean, you don't have to come with us." Sam tells him, closing the laptop now that Dean saw the article.

Dean snorts "Like I'm going to let you two off on your own to do God knows what."

"Oh come on, don't be paranoid, I'm still the same person!" I argue back to him.

"I'll believe that when I see it." He says back to me. "Don't forget your camo." He adds on before leaving to get his things.

I look to Sam who looks to me. Dean may have meant it in a rude way but I took it as a moment to reminisce. That night at Camo Bar was the first time Sam ever made a move on me. He danced with me and kissed me that night. It may have ended terrible after that, and things spiraled from there, but it's something I won't ever forget. I blush as Sam comes closer to me, his tall stature and calm composure causing my knees to shake. He lifts my head up further with his thumb and index finger. He leans down close to my lips and whispers "I'll take off yours, if you take off mine." and kisses me for just a moment before walking off.