So I'm stalling for the ending lol. i think we all do that. But I have a reason. Trying to set up a plot for the next story. It may seem pointless to the story right now but it wont for the next, hopefully. And I wanted to say thanks for the reviews last chapter. One of them made me laugh. (claps slowly). Thanks guys.

Okay, so this paragraph is from the first story when Anna first really looked at the boys. Incase you didnt read the other story, I dont want you to get lost so here you go: Anna used that moment to analyze them. She hadn't been paying much attention to their appearances. The first thing she noticed was their hair. Sam's long wavy brown hair framing his boyish face just right. Dean's short dark, dark blond hair spiked up, leaving his face open and clear for the eye to see. The way he held himself was clear that he was the brute and Sam was the brains. Not that both of them didn't have a little of each, but that one had one more then the other. It must have been nice to have someone to depend on if things went wrong, but Anna wouldn't want that kind of relationship. Once one goes down, the other will go with it. A captain goes down with his ship. And together these two were both the ship and the captain in their own ways. She liked depending on only herself, if she did something wrong it was her problem, no one else's.

Okay, now on with the story.

Part of the Ship

The three of them sat in Anna's car as she drove them down a long dark road on the other part of town. Sam took the privilege to keep a conversation going so Anna didn't have to deal with Dean's thoughts and vise versa.

"Jake is older then you?"

"Yes."

"I don't understand how. There's nothing in anything I read that says they live that long."

"Vampires don't age because we're dead. The dead cant age, it's just that simple. But werewolves don't age because they maintain the health they were in when they were first turned. Their body is constantly healing itself. Lungs, kidney, heart, brain, it all stays in the same condition as when they became part of the preternatural community. A werewolf can start smoking for over a hundred years after their first shift and a doctor wouldn't be able to tell you they smoked. Their lungs would be just as clean as day one of being a werewolf." Anna paused as she almost missed the street she had to turn on. "Vampires heal, but we heal wounds. Since our body doesn't age we don't waste energy on maintaining ourselves. We also don't get sick because the dead can't get sick. But werewolves can't get sick because their immune system is stronger then anything on the planet that we know of. It kills any bacteria or germ that enters the body on first sight. Humans die faster because of illnesses, but werewolves, they're just better. Stronger, healthier, better."

"Why doesn't it say that anywhere? We've hunted werewolves before, I've looked it up personally and nothing says that."

"Just because they can live for eternity doesn't mean they always do. The average life span of a werewolf ranges from thirty to fifty years."

"Why's that?" Dean asked from the back seat.

"Dominance struggles, the pack is based on order. It's very strict with how things are run in their community. Everyone has a place, step out of place and you got yourself a fight."

"What do you mean?" Sam asked.

"Jake is the wolf King in this town, but if someone stronger came along and wanted the title then they would have to battle it out to the death. They fight for show, dominance, and claim."

"So their life span isn't as long as it can be because of all the battles that take place between them?" Sam made it a question.

"Yeah, that's why it doesn't say anywhere that they can live for so long because they usually don't."

"Jake must be one hell of a fighter." Dean said.

"Yeah, he is."

"Are we almost there?" Sam asked.

"Almost."

Anna pulled onto a rocky driveway that belonged to what looked like a summer house log cabin. It was very country looking as they stared at the lit up windows with the night's darkness slowly pressing down on it. The sun was setting and the night seemed to be eating away at the light as if it couldn't swallow the earth fast enough. Dean literally felt the itchy, stinging sensation the sun gave Anna dissipate with the coming night.

They got out the car and walked up to the front steps when Jake swung the door open at their arrival. He leaned his back on the door frame, crossing his arms over his chest and stared down at them. The three of them froze at the top of the steps.

"I didn't tell you we were coming." Anna stated.

"Heard the car… and I can smell you."

"We need your help." Sam spat out. Anna gave him a look to calm down but Dean was the one that warned him for her.

"Sam, let her take care of this."

"He's right Jake, it has nothing to do with Lucian. You've done enough in that area."

"Come inside." Jake smiled and waved them inside.

Anna led the boys to Jake's living room. Dean and Sam took a seat on the brown couch that faced the only fireplace. The room was small and cozy; a small oak coffee table filled the space between the couch and fireplace. Above the fireplace was what looked like deer horns surrounded by smaller, more refined animal heads. A light brown carpet spread under the couch and table, a tint of red embedded into its fibers to give the place some color. It had what looked like abstract rain shapes designed on it with an even darker brown lining to make it stand out. Anna sat in the armchair closest to the fireplace with a stiffness in her shoulders that didn't seem to belong. Jake walked in last and watched as everyone took their seats. When everyone was settled down he focused on Anna.

"What's wrong?" He stood standing.

"I kinda made a boo boo." Anna said in a small voice.

"A boo boo?" Dean asked. "If this is a boo boo-"

"Shut up Dean."

"You bound me to you!"

"Or rolled you!"

Jake watched the two argue and turned to Sam with an amused smile on his face.

"Do they always do this?"

"Yeah."

"Anna! Down!" Jake growled. Anna turned her attention to him and hissed.

"I am not pack, you can not treat me like one of your dogs."

He smiled innocently at her and gave a small laugh, "No, but it still gets your attention." He walked over to the fire place and sat on the base of it. "Now… you rolled him?"

"Or bound me." Dean answered.

Jake gave Anna a long considering look. "Okay, and what do you need me for?" He finally said.

"I need you to tell me how to break it."

"Well which one did you do? Did you roll him or bind him to you?"

"I don't know." Anna leaned forward in her seat so that she was slumped over. "I went hunting today and he felt every second of it."

"Don't forget we can hear each others thoughts."

"You bound him." Jake stated quickly before they could start arguing again.

"Well how do I unbind him?"

"I don't think you will want to do that." He stated in a very serious tone.

"Why?" Sam asked.

"Because it's permanent, binding two people together is not something to be taken lightly."

"I don't care, I can not hear another thought of his. I'll go insane." Anna said.

"Kill him then."

"Whoa there Balto. No one is killing anyone." Dean sat straighter in his seat, his hand resting on the butt of his gun.

"I'm not killing him Jake."

"Then you're stuck with him… What the hell did you do to bind him to you? It's not a simple thing to do."

"I'm trying to figure that out." She answered. "So there's nothing I can do about it?"

"Not that I know of. Didn't Lucian teach you any of this when you were under his wing?"

"Did I ever listen to Lucian?"

Jake smiled and bowed his head.

"There's got to be a way to stop me from feeling everything she feels." Dean said.

"That can be fixed." Jake stood up and walked toward Anna. "Why are you so stiff?" He asked.

"What?"

He furrowed a brow and bent toward her. She visibly straightened, sat further back into her seat and sighed.
"It's just been a while since I've been here. Can we get back to business?"

"Shut him out. You're the Master in the relationship. You should be use to metaphysical shit, it's what your good at."

"What do you mean?"

"Shut him out like you do your vampire. You can close and open the connection between you two whenever you want but you can't break it."

"What's the point of being bound to someone?" Anna asked.

"Last vampire I met who did this gained strength through the bond, you share everything. Your weaknesses and your strength."

"This sucks…"

"This is all your fault." Dean whispered.

"I didn't see you complaining when it happened." Anna hissed.

Dean wanted to argue but knew it was pointless. She was right.

"Don't look so down guys, it's not as bad as it could be." Jake laughed at their faces.

"How much worse could things get? If I don't figure out how to cut him off in the next day I cant go up against Lucian. He won't be able to take the beating I can take."

"Yes he can." Jake stared at Dean for a moment, studying him. "You share your strength with him. He'd probably be harder to put down with your pain tolerance."

"So what? He gets my strength, my tolerance? What the hell do I get from him?"

"I don't know, usually vamps choose within the preternatural community. Witches, werewolves, even fey's. But never a human."

"Fey's?" Sam asked.

"Fairies." Jake answered. "I hate them."

"You think I don't?" Anna responded. "Those bastards are ruthless." She shivered with the thought of running into one of them.

Dean shook his head, trying to physically shake off the feeling of what Anna felt toward the subject and the image that came with it. "I don't want anymore lessons about the Supernatural tonight. Just shut this off." He made a gesture in the air when he said "this" as if it were everywhere.

"Great, your dead weight to me…" Anna sighed.

"You don't know that yet, it's going to take some time for you to find out what each of you share with the other." Jake stated. "But for now I think it best if you cut off the connection for a while. Till you figure things out."

"Okay." Anna moved out of her seat and walked over to Dean. Sam moved from the couch and stood beside Jake. "Give me your hand." Anna sat beside him and closed her eyes.

"What for?"

"Just do it." She growled. He gave her his hand and watched her as she closed her eyes and focused.

She could feel his pulse beating in his palm as she focused on the feel of his skin in hers.

"What's she doing?" Sam asked.

"Physical contact makes things easier to do." Jake answered.

"Sh." Anna demanded. "Dean I need you to talk to me in your head."

"What for?"

"I need to figure out where in our aura that we connect."

"Our aura?"

"Everyone has an aura, it's like a layer of air around you. Some people can see it if they have something relating to psychic shit. We call them sensitives."

"Well did you find it yet?"

"No, just keep talking to me. If I don't respond it's because I'm concentrating."

Anna focused on his voice in her head, focused on the pulse in his hand in hers and searched for the opening that connected them to one another. There, right below her left chest was a hole in her aura. She followed the metaphysical line that connected to the hole and found it coming from the same spot on Dean. He flinched and stopped talking the moment she touched it with her power.

"Keep talking Dean, keep talking."

"I'm guessing you found it."

She focused on the hole in his aura, filling it up with her power so it sealed it shut gradually. She started pulling her hand out of his slowly, his voice becoming a soft whisper in her head. Her hands ended up in her own lap when she sealed it completely shut. She turned her attention to herself and filled the hole up just as gradually, like pouring water in a cup. The moment it sealed shut felt like a trunk slamming into her chest. She gasped and opened her eyes immediately, searching for something to grab as her chest tightened in pain.

"Shit, shit, shit." She repeated over and over. Dean grabbed her flailing hand, squeezing it tight enough to grab her attention.

"Undo it, undo it!" He pleaded. Breathing just as heavy as she was. Jake and Sam were already by their side.

"What's going on?" Sam yelled.

"I don't know." Jake grabbed Anna's hands out of Dean's and forced her to look at him. "Did you close it?"

She shook her head too many times, too fast. Her chest was getting tighter with each second.

"Take his pain Anna, he can't handle it." Jake glanced over at Dean who was now on the floor panting for air. He punched the floor over and over in pain, trying to relearn how to breathe.

Anna immediately opened herself back up, tearing down what she had just done. She reached out to him with her power but didn't need to take his pain, the moment she unsealed her side of the connection the pain ceased. Her chest rose and fell in large breaths of air. Dean fell silent for a few seconds before filling the worried silence in the room.

"Oh that sucked…"

"What did you do?" Jake asked, grabbing her face so she would focus on him.

"I closed it."

"Dean, you okay?" Sam slipped an arm under Dean's and pulled him to his feet. Dean immediately went back to sitting on the couch, his body practically limp.

"What was that?" Dean breathed…

"What happened? " Jake asked.

Anna shook her head over and over. "I can't close the bond both ways. I have to leave one open." She panted. "Fuck, that hurt."

"Can you hear what he's thinking?" Jake asked.

Anna seemed to think about it, and then shook her head.

"Can you hear her?" Jake turned to Dean.

He shook his head.

"Can you feel this?" Jake grabbed Anna's arm and raised it to his mouth. She tried to pull away but werewolves were almost equal in the strength department. He shifted his mouth into a muzzle and bit down into her forearm hard and fast.

"Ow!" She screamed, pushing him away from her.

"No, I can't."

Jake shifted his mouth back into his human form and smiled at her. "You still taste good." He licked his lips where her blood was and his smile widened.

"Its deer." She said voice hot with anger. She raised her arm to her face and watched the wound heal itself.

He wiped his arm across his mouth and looked over at Dean. "Seems like one side being closed up works good enough. You're going to need to learn about this mystical crap for yourself, boy."

"What for?" Dean asked. "Anna can take care of it."

"What if she can't? You're going to have to learn how to reopen and close your side of the connection if things go wrong."

Dean nodded his head and looked at Anna.

"You alright?"

"Just peachy."

They calmed down after a few minutes, Jake got them both some water and started a fire.

"What time is it?" Anna asked. They had been there for some time since sunset and still had a lot to do for Friday.

"Pat midnight." Sam answered.

"We're never going to get those bullets done." Anna sighed.

Jake sat in front of the fire and turned to face Anna.

"Your not still doing it the old fashioned way, are you?" Disappointment etched in his voice.

"I'm and old fashioned kinda girl."

That made Jake laugh.

"They won't jam your gun if that's what still worries you."

"I don't want to risk it."

"What are you talking about?" Dean asked, taking another gulp of water.

Anna took a sip from her own cup and answered. "There's an easier way to make the bullets deadly to a vampire, but it can also jam the barrel if it's not done right."

Jake shook his head and turned his attention to the boys. "Hollow points. Hollow pointed bullets can do the trick. Make a hole and pour the blood in, then seal it with wax or some other kind of substance like it and you got yourself a blood filled bullet. And it's faster then the way she does it."

"It can also jam the gun and make it backfire. I don't like the risk." Anna added in.

"How likely is it to jam the gun?" Sam asked.

"If you seal the wax the right way, pretty damn slim."

"I like his way better." Dean said.

"You wanna blow off your head if it backfires?"

"I'm running into a war between vampires, I think I'll take the risk." He made sure she heard the sarcasm in his voice.

"Fine…" Anna trailed off as a new scent filled her lungs. She turned to the entrance of the living room and smiled immediately. A white, long haired wolf stepped its way through the room. It was smaller the Jake in its wolf form, smaller then Eric, and it was definitely a girl. Her eyes glowed like melted gold behind the white fur. She was stunning to look at and smiled as she stepped into the room.

"Jacky!" Anna smiled wider. Sam and Dean sat up straighter in their seats, both of them going for their guns. Jake growled at the two boys, warning them not to touch their guns. The wolf moved in a rush into the room and pounced on Anna, making a whining sound as it licked Anna's face.

Jake walked up beside the two and threw a quilt over the wolf. He growled something and the wolf stopped licking Anna. She turned her attention to the two boys on the couch and growled.

"It's okay Jacky, they're with me."

The white wolf moved off of Anna and crawled to the back of the couch with the quilt still hanging over her. When she came back out she was clutching the quilt to her chest in her human form, standing up slowly. She was a tall, leggy woman. Platinum blond hair framing her face and falling over her shoulders in soft curls. Her eyes were an amazing bright brown; leaning on the gold side of where her wolfs eyes came from.

"Anna! It's been to long!" She exclaimed. "Where have you been?"

"Doing what I always do."

"And who are these two?" Jacky nodded toward the two boys staring at her in her quilt.

"This is Sam and Dean. They're hunters. Boy's, this is Jake's sister Jacky."

Jacky threw them a smile and was pleased to get one in return.

Jacky changed and sat with the rest of them in the living room, taking a seat at Anna's feet. Sam and Jacky seemed to hit it off as they spoke about useless things, Jake and Dean were talking about the bullets and going over how to make them. Anna sat quite after Sam stole Jacky away from her and watched the fire burn the wood. She looked around the room and saw Sam smiling, saw Dean laughing at something Jake said and wondered how they could smile so easily. The past three days had been hell for her, not much different from any other day but still, she couldn't seem to understand how they could be so okay with everything. Nothing ever seemed to work out right when they were with her, but strangely, she liked the complications they brought with them. She seemed to get into more shit then without them. Over two hundred years of doing the same thing gets boring, and they spiced it up for her. Lucian asked if they were worth her protection, and in that moment, watching them laugh and smile she knew they were.

I'm part of the ship. She thought, remembering the first time she analyzed them. She smiled without notice and turned back to the fireplace. And this ship has to get going. They had spent enough valuable time wasting it with idle chit chat, but decided to give them a few more minutes.

Jake and Jacky felt the contempt radiating off of Anna and both paused with whatever they were saying.

"What's wrong?" Dean asked, turning to look at Anna. Sam turned in his seat and followed everyone's eyes.

"Staring is rude." Anna responded, feeling the heat of their eyes on her back. "Its time to go. We have a long day ahead of us."

Everyone said their goodbyes and parted at the door. Before Anna could walk away, Jake grabbed her arm. Sam and Dean froze on the steps waiting for Anna.

"Its okay, Sam, start up the car. You can drive." She threw him the keys and they walked over to the driveway.

Jacky walked up behind Jake and smiled at Anna with an I-know-something-you-don't look plastered on her face.

"Don't give me that look, I hate it." Anna demanded.

"I have no idea what you're talking about." Jacky laughed. She gave Jake a kiss on the cheek and one on Anna's. "I'm going to bed, got to bring the newbie's on their first hunt tomorrow morning." And with that she disappeared inside.

"Is there a reason why you stopped me?" Anna asked Jake.

"Careful with those two." He warned.

Anna raised a brow at him in confusion. "What for?"

"Their hunters, they'll kill you if they have to."

"That's exactly why I trust them. Their hunters before they are my… friends. If I get out of hand I can trust them to put me down."

Jake huffed at her sentence. "The same reason why I fell in love with you."

"I was your safety blanket. You knew if you went on a killing spree I'd kill you no matter what I felt for you. You trusted me with your death."

"You trust them with your death?"

"And my life."

He sighed, obviously not pleased with her response. "I'll see you Saturday morning." He let go of her arm and stepped inside.

When Anna reached the car she noticed Sam and Dean looked exhausted. She felt tired herself and knew they wouldn't get a damn thing done tonight. She promised herself that after the gig, she'd go down to San Diego and ask the Master of the city for advice about Dean and her. She had to fix this, but as it was, it was as good as it was going to get.

They made it back to the motel around four in the morning. Anna could feel the sun beginning to rise and didn't want to be awake when it did. Sam had no problem sleeping that night; he just laid down without taking off his clothes and passed out.

"Sleeping with me again?" Dean asked.

She shrugged in response, stripping off her pants. Jake hadn't given her anything to sleep in, which wasn't a big problem for her. She left the shirt on and was glad he had given her boy short panties. Dean took off his shirt, obviously not caring if someone was jumping into bed with him. They crawled into his bed on either side of it, leaving a small space in the middle of them. She had a horrible urge to touch him but kept her hands to herself. It wasn't sexual, just a need. She thought it was weird how they could argue all day and want to touch him so bad that her fingers tingled with it. She rolled over to face away from his back and flinched as he threw and arm over her. She felt her power running through his veins, over his skin and she eased more then she thought she should have. That worried her. She lifted up on one arm and turned to look at him.

"For some reason I didn't think of you as the cuddling type."

"I'm not." He rested on one arm the same way she did and his face was confused.

"Then why are you snuggling up to me?"

"I had an urge to touch you."

"You too?" She asked confused.

"Why, you felt it too?"

"Yeah." She shook her head and sighed. "It's the bond…" She laid back down and let him curl up around her. It just felt right, like he was suppose to be behind her but she knew it was just a bunch of metaphysical bullshit. The rush of her own energy pouring back into her made her feel more complete. She wondered what he gave to her but didn't think about it too hard; she was too comfortable to stay up much longer.

Anna's character is changing, I need her to grow for the next story so this chapter was kinda necessary. You'll see more of a change between Anna and Dean because of the bonding, I just gave you a taste of it. Hope your sticking with me here. Please leave a review.