After the incident that involved me trying to kill Sam, and Sam telling me that he had a vision of Dean dead, I couldn't sleep very well. Not that I didn't have a valid reason.
So I ended up checking Dean's pulse every time I woke up from a nightmare, which was often. I know it sounds stupid but before Dean, I had been doing my very best to keep my distance from men and not get attached. But being with Dean was nothing I could have expected. I had become completely attached to him and that alone was enough to scare the crap of me.

It was around 9a.m. and I was lying on the bed I was sharing with Dean. Both the Winchester men were out cold, Sam was snoring loudly. I placed two fingers over Dean's pulse point on his neck and felt for a steady beat, what I got instead was a groan,
"What are you doing Kaiden?" He mumbled mostly into his pillow.

I quickly pulled my fingers from where they were on his skin,
"Err, nothing." I replied with a deep blush,
"I get it." He said, "You just can't keep your hands off me."

I should have known that he would have the ability to be a smart-ass even when he had just woken up.

Dean rolled over and propped himself up on his forearms, his body pressing against mine and his mouth only inches away from my lips,
"You're pretty sure of yourself Winchester."

He ran his fingers down my check,
"Yea, well I can afford to be, especially with a hot chick like you."

I laughed and shoved him away from me,
"You're an idiot."
I slid out of bed and padded towards the mini fridge on the other side of the room. I pulled out a bottle of water and took a long drink as I watched Dean walk into the bathroom and turn on the shower.

He poked his head out the bathroom door,
"You wanna join in on the fun?" he asked me as his eyebrows rose suggestively,
"Ha!" I said, "As tempting as that offer might be, I'll have to pass."
He said something along the lines of "Your loss." and retreated back into the bathroom, closing the door behind him.

Sam woke up a few minutes later looking like he had only gotten a few hours of decent sleep,
"Morning Sam." I said as I sat down on the edge of the bed, routing through my duffle bag,
"Morning." He groggily replied.

I pulled out a pair of jeans and a baggy sweatshirt over the boxers and t-shirt I had been previously sleeping in,
"I'm going for food." I said to Sam as I grabbed my wallet, shoved it in my pocket and walked out the door.

The day was beautiful; the temperature was warm and the sky was completely clear, perfect for walking.
I headed towards the quaint little diner that was about 7 miles from where we were staying, I had to walk along a long stretch of pretty much deserted country road, but it was too nice to drive so I decided to tough it out. The exercise would do me good.

It didn't even take me half an hour before I was sitting on a stool at the counter in diner, waiting for my order to be ready.
There was a man sitting a couple stools down drinking a cup of coffee. He looked over and me and smiled,
"They have really good food here."
I gave him a friendly smile back,
"Yea, we've ate here a couple times."
"We?"
"Me and some friends." The guy seemed harmless so I didn't think I need to drop the 'I have a boyfriend' hint,
"I see." He held out his hand, "I'm Alex."
"Kaiden." I said shaking his hand

A matronly waitress bought me my orders in three Styrofoam take-out containers. I thanked the lady and gave Alex a smile before walking out.
I bought a package of licorice and some other candy including peanut M&Ms for Dean and me to share.

I hadn't been walking back towards the motel for more than five minutes before a dark blue Honda Civic pulled up beside me. I turned my head and looked through the open window of the car, the guy from the diner, Alex, was staring back at me,
"Let me give you a lift back to where you are staying."
I shook my head,
"No thanks, I'm only a couple minutes away."

He nodded his head and the car sped up, I figured he had given up his attempt to hook up with me, but the car pulled to a complete stop a couple meters ahead of me. He got out of the car, walked up to me and stood uncomfortably close,
"Let me give you a ride." His words weren't a suggestion, they were a command.

I suddenly became uncomfortable, I had only just noticed that I had left the main part of town and was now walking down the long stretch of road with not much around.
The man must have seen my unnerved expression and figured I'd bolt, he closed the minimal distance between is and wrapped his strong fingers around my wrist, forcing me to drop the food and candy I had been carrying. I tired to wrench my arm out of his grasp, but he only tightened his grip into one that I knew would bruise my fair skin.

"What do you want from me?"
"I've been watching you for weeks. You're here with two men. I saw you kissing and holding hands with the one, tempting me, like some slut. Get in the car, I want my turn."

Whoa, this guy had been watching me? That was just a tad too creepy, and the fact that he had called me a slut pissed me off in a major way. There was no way in hell I was tempting him either. This guy was clearly some kind of maniac,
"Look." I said through clenched teeth, "I don't know who you think you are, but you are sure as hell better let me go. I am not someone you want to mess with."

He pulled something out of his pocket; it was a handful of pills,
"I promise you it won't hurt much."

I did what any girl in my position would do; I screamed.
Alex dragged me to his car, and when I wouldn't stop screaming he slammed my face into the door frame of the car.
I quieted, I was literally seeing stars. He took advantage of my stunned condition and shoved the handful of pills into my mouth and cut my air off by covering my mouth and nose until I swallowed the pills.

I gulped air after he released his grip and keened him right between the legs while simultaneously punching him in the solar plexus.

Once he had dropped to his knees in pain and I had delivered one last blow, rendering him unconscious I ran as fast as my legs would take me back to the motel.
Whatever pills that Alex guy had drugged me with were beginning to take affect as I ran, my limbs became heavy and running became difficult.

As I reached the door to our motel room my motor skills were not entirely functional, I was having some issues getting the key in the lock and the fact that my eye was swelling from where it had hit the car wasn't helping either.

Tears burned my eyes and rolled down my cheeks, the panic from what had happened was setting in and there was nothing I could do to control the hysterical sobs. They key slipped from my fingers and I started banging on the door as hard as I could.

The door swung open and Sam was standing in front of me wearing some jeans and a brown hoodie, I threw myself at him as more tears poured down my face,
"Kaiden?" Sam asked with an alarmed voice.
I heard the creek of bed springs and feet moving quickly across the room, and before I knew it, I wasn't resting my face on Sam's sweater, I as crying into Dean's t-shirt clad shoulder,
"Shhh," He said, "You're okay. You're okay now. What happened?"

I found myself extremely woozy; my legs wobbled and gave out from under me. Dean caught me in his strong arms and helped me to the bed,
"Sam what's going on?" he asked in a panicked voice.
Sam's face appeared in front of mine, I could see his mouth moving the only thing I could hear was a sound that was something like an out of tune radio.

I stood up shakily and moved as fast as my legs would allow me to the mini fridge, dumping salt and water into a glass and chugging it down. I made it to the bathroom just in time for my stomach to empty it's self into the toilet. I felt slightly better and leaned against the shower stall, still pretty weak.
I figured I would be okay since I had thrown up most of what I had been drugged with, but I was still pretty damned shaky, my entire body felt like Jell-O.

I turned to Sam and Dean, who had followed me into the bathroom,
"What happened?" Dean asked,
"A m-man att-tacked me." He kept talking but it was barely audible through my hysteria, I could tell Dean hadn't caught a word of it so Sam translated for him,
"He drugged her." Sam said, his face and voice dead serious.

Dean lifted me from where I was sitting and wrapped his arms around my shaking body,
"Do you think she'll be alright?"
Sam shrugged,
"We don't know what he gave her, or how much of it. She should probably get checked out at a hospital."
"No." I said as I shook my head, there was no way I was going to a hospital, not after being in one so recently.

Dean helped/carried me back to the bed and I told him and Sam everything that had happened form when I left the room to when I knocked the guy out and sprinted back to the motel.
Dean's eyes were dark with rage,
"Sam you stay here with Kaiden." He bit out as he walked across the room and shrugged on his leather jacket,
"Where are you going?" Sam asked,
"Out." Was Dean's only reply as he walked out of the room and closed the door behind him.
"He's going to do something stupid and get himself killed." Sam muttered to himself.
"Sam you need to go track Dean down." I said after we sat in silence for a few minutes.
He nodded his head and zipped up his sweater,
"Are you sure you'll be okay?"
I informed him that I would be fine and he left, hoping to go track down Dean on foot.

I made sure the door and windows were locked up before I put on one of Dean's button up flannel shirts and climbed into bed. I had been wearing Dean's clothes quite a bit lately, mostly because it had been a really long while since any of my garments had seen a washing machine, Dean's clothes just didn't seem to get dirty the same way mine did. I think it was because Dean wasn't falling down all the time and getting mauled on hunts like I did.
I was curled up in bed watching infomercials, I was half way through the one with the guy cutting shoes with a knife when the door unlocked and opened.
My stomach clenched in fears, but I relaxed when I saw Sam and Dean walk across the threshold,
"What happened?" I asked,
"We found him." Dean said, avoiding my eyes
"And…?"
"And," Sam said, "He has Dean to thank for a broken nose and a couple of broken ribs."

Dean sat down on the bed beside me, his jacket wet from the rain that must have started after I got back to the motel,
"So now what?" I asked, "The guy had been watching us. He seemed crazy, acting like-"
"Jason?" Dean cut in
Jason was exactly who I had been thinking about, but it was weird that it was Dean's first guess
"What's going on that you're not telling me?" I demanded, looking back and forth between Dean and Sam.

Sam sighed and sat down on the bed across from me,
"He talked about a man with yellow eyes." He said in a tired voice,
My mouth hung open,
"The yellow eyed demon got to him?"
Both the Winchesters nodded,
"What do we do now?" I questioned,
"We pack up. Drive as far away from here as we can and find a job, keep ourselves busy and out of sight." Dean said as he began tossing his things into his bags.
I stood up and followed suit.
I knew one thing was for certain, I sure as hell wasn't getting any sleep tonight.