Sam heard the phone ringing and rolled over on the couch. He wished it would stop. He had been up half the night searching for a spell or something to explain why they were here. He had found nothing and had eventually passed out on the couch. He grabbed a cushion and covered his head when the phone kept ringing.

"Go away, stupid people," he muttered.

The phone stopped ringing and he fell back asleep. It was a restless sleep but it was sleep. The dogs were curled up on the floor by the couch watching him and waiting for him to get up and feed them. They were also surprised that he hadn't gotten up and taken them for their usual morning run. Their master was acting very weird lately.

***

Kat woke up and realized she was still on top of Dean. She turned and looked at his face. She laughed when she saw that he had drooled. She tried to be quiet but he opened his eyes and looked at her. He looked at her confused as to why she was laughing then felt the drool on his face. He wiped it away and looked at her.

"You drooled," she said.

"Oh yeah, well, you should see your hair," Dean said smiling at the crow nest look of her hair.

"What?"

Dean laughed as Kat tried to pat her hair down. She rolled over and almost rolled out of bed. He grabbed her and pulled her close to his body. He looked down at her as she looked up at him her grey eyes wide as his bare skin pressed against hers.

"This is kind of awkward, huh," Dean said brushing her hair from her face.

"A little. I... I'm not use to having a man in my bed."

"I can tell by how tiny it is."

Kat shook her head. She swung her legs over the edge. She winced as she felt a dull ache in between her thighs. She grabbed a shirt off the floor and saw that it was Dean's t-shirt. She pulled it on and stood up. She turned and looked down at her bed. She looked away when she saw a small patch of blood on the sheet. She bit her lip and turned her back on Dean. Yeah, this was definitely awkward.

Dean raised an eyebrow confused. He then looked at the bed and saw the blood. He climbed out of bed and wrapped his arms around Kat's waist. He pulled her against him and kissed her neck. He felt her relax against him and sighed in relief.

"Are you sore?" he asked softly.

"A little," she admitted.

"A shower helps. Why don't you go start one and I'll join you in a little bit?"

"You mean... Share a shower with you?"

"Well, yeah, that is how it helps."

Kat thought about it. She turned around and kissed him on the lips. She felt him kiss her back and she smiled against his lips. She pulled away and nodded. She walked the four feet to her washroom and looked back at him.

"Dean, I.... Thank you," she said.

"For what?" he asked confused.

"For last night. Thanks."

Dean watched as she walked in the washroom and closed the door halfway. He smiled and turned to the bed. He pulled the sheets off and tossed them in the laundry basket on the floor by the closet telling himself he'd wash them for her later. He looked around and smiled. There beside the bed were shelves that had clean sheets and towels piled on it. He grabbed a set of sheets and made the bed. He then turned and walked to the washroom. He pushed open the door and saw Kat in the shower already.

Kat let the hot water run over her body. She turned when she heard the shower curtain being pulled back. She smiled at Dean when he climbed in the shower behind her. She turned and faced him and placed her hands on his chest.

"You know, you're right, the shower does help. I'm done, you can have it now," she said going to climb out.

"You aren't going anywhere," Dean said pulling her close and kissing her.

Dean moaned when he felt Kat's hand around his penis. He grew hard beneath her touch. He pulled away from the kiss and looked in her eyes. He saw her smile as she ran her hand up and down his shaft.

"Am I... Am I doing it right?" she asked.

"Kitten, you can't do anything wrong here."

"Promise? I've been told most of my life I do things wrong."

"Not with me. I promise."

Kat kissed Dean and let him pick her up and press her back against the wall. A moment later he was inside of her. She smiled noticing how it didn't hurt anymore. She wrapped her legs around him and held him tight against her. She pulled away and looked into his eyes.

"It won't be awkward after, will it?" she asked.

"Not this time. Or the times after this."

"Thinking a little ahead of yourself, aren't you?"

"Just a little."

Dean kissed Kat again as he slid out of her and back in. He loved the sounds she made as he made love to her. He could feel himself caring more about her then he should but at the moment that didn't matter. All that mattered was what they were sharing now.

***

Jared looked at Jensen trying to wrap his head around what his friend had just told him. He looked at the book and shook his head. He pushed it away and looked at Jensen.

"No way. Not Kat," he said.

"That's what I said. But... What if she never knew, Jared? What if she doesn't know that she has these abilities," Jensen went on.

"Jen, come on. There are no such thing of witches. Not in our world."

"Then how do you explain how we are here, huh?"

"I don't know!"

An uncomfortable silence fell over them. Jensen took the book from Jared and closed it. He placed it on the shelve and looked at Jared. He knew what Jared was thinking, he was thinking it himself. That there suddenly a lot about Katerina that they didn't know. He wondered if Kat even guessed that she was special and had these abilities. He ran a hand over his face and watched as Jared rested his elbows on the table and raked his hands though his hair.

"Alright, if she didn't know about her powers, how did this happen?" Jared asked.

"Her mother," Ruby said walking in the room with a container of French fries.

"But why?" Jensen asked.

"Her mommy dearest went crazy because someone bound her powers. My guess is her husband before he died. In order to unbind her powers, she needs to kill and perform a ritual with a blood relative who has powers. A virgin female relative of course. But... If your Katerina is wearing a talisman to hide her ability, that needs to go. She needs Kat to use her powers."

"Oh god, " Jared said putting it together in his head.

"What? Jar?"

"She sent us here and brought Sam and Dean to our world knowing Kat would do anything to get us back. She is counting on Sam figuring out what Kat's bracelet does. Once Kat uses her power to get us back, Diana is going to strike and try to kill Kat."

"Shit."

"Yeah, that sounds about right," Ruby said.

Jensen sat down and shook his head. This was so wrong. Kat didn't deserve this. Kat was a nice person who cared about everyone around her and looked after them. Sometimes more then she looked after herself. He couldn't believe that her mother would do this to her. He looked at Jared. Jared had the same look of disbelief on his face.

"Jensen, what are we going to do?" he asked.

"There's nothing we can do, Jared. We aren't there. Dammit! We can't help her!"

"Sam and Dean are there," Ruby pointed out.

"They don't care about her like we do. They don't... Know her like we do," Jared said.

"Well, you're going to have to hope they get to know her and care about her. They're her only hope right now."

Jensen and Jared watched as she walked out of the room. They both glared at her back as she left wanting to kill her.

***

Sam sighed in relief when Dean and Kat walked through the door. He saw the bag that Dean was carrying and raised an eyebrow. He then saw that Dean had his arm around Kat's shoulders and the light bulb went off.

"Dude, you two were having sex while Danneel was yelling at me?" he demanded crossing his arms across his chest.

"Awww, what's a matter, Sammy? Jealous you didn't get any?" Dean asked letting Kat take her bag form his hand.

"I'll go put this away. And you should call Danneel. Tell her you are sick with... Ecoli or something," Kat said walking down the hall and down the stairs.

"Dean, why does she have a bag?"

"Cause she is staying here with us. She wants to help us figure out what is going on."

"Uh huh. And you don't want her close for any other reason, huh?"

"Now, what would give you that idea, Sammy?"

Sam followed Dean into the kitchen where his brother poured himself a mug of coffee. He shook his head at his brother. Dean just smiled at him. Sam sat across from Dean at the island.

"That was fast," Sam said.

"Hey, what can I say, she wanted me too," Dean said smiling.

"Uh huh. After one day she forgets all about her crush on Jensen and just falls into your arms."

"That sounds about right."

Sam went to open his mouth but the doorbell rang. He smiled at the fact that his brother's face paled. Sam got up only to have Dean grab his arm. Sam looked at his brother and actually saw fear in his eyes.

"It's her," Dean said.

"Well, you are going to have to talk to her sometime."

"I was kind of hoping on never."

"Yeah, good luck with that. I'm opening the door."

Kat was walking back up the stairs when she heard Danneel's voice carry down the hall. She dropped down on the floor and peered around the corner of the kitchen. She crawled passed the kitchen wincing when Danneel slapped Dean on the cheek. She crawled into the living room and hid behind the couch which gave her a great view of the fight without being seen.

"How could you just leave me there?!" Danneel yelled in Dean's face.

"Listen here, lady, I am not- Ow!" Dean was getting sick and tired of Danneel slapping him. She went to slap him again and he grabbed her arm, "Knock it off, toots. Stop hitting me, I am not your punching bag."

"I hate you!"

"Great, cause I'm not too fond of you either at the moment. How about we take a breather... A permanent one?"

Danneel stomped her foot and walked into the living room. Dean followed her as Sam tried to regain his composer in the corner. He couldn't stop himself from laughing at his brother. Dean glared at him then turned to face Danneel. He ducked just in time to miss a vase that was hurled at his head.

"Shit!" he said.

"You never loved me at all!" Danneel yelled.

Kat saw her coming around the couch. She crawled away and cursed when he leg became entangled with the cord of a lamp. She yanked her leg and cursed when the lamp came crashing down. She heard the silence in the living room and swore. She climbed to her feet and saw Danneel looking at her confused.

"Hey, Danneel. How are you this morning?" she asked ignoring the smirk on Dean's face.

"Katerina, what are you doing here?" Danneel asked.

"Jared needed my help with picking a gift out for Sandy. We were going to leave but you know Jared. Takes forever and ever to finally get ready."

"He was in the kitchen."

"Probably decided to do the dishes. Jared, let's go."

Kat wished that Danneel would just leave. When she didn't, Kat knew she would have to be the one who left the living room. She walked across the room dragging the lamp behind her. She went to walk into the kitchen but was yanked back. She turned and saw that Dean had grabbed the cord of the lamp.

"Need some help there, Kat?" he asked trying not to laugh as he untangled the cord from her leg.

"Thanks, Jensen. I'll leave you two alone now."

Dean watched her go looking at her ass. He turned back and looked at Danneel. She had this shocked look on her face. He knew that she had caught him checking Kat out. Not that he cared. He watched as she turned and stormed to the door. She turned and looked at him tears coming to her eyes.

"I never want to see you again!" she yelled.

"Okay, sounds like a plan!" he yelled back as she slammed the door.

He turned and saw Kat and Sam peering around the corner. He walked into the kitchen. He saw Kat cross her arms across her chest. He knew what was coming. He grabbed her and kissed her. Sam rolled his eyes and left the room. Dean pulled away and smiled at Kat.

"I should be mad at you," she told him.

"But you aren't. Cause deep down inside, even though you like Jensen you think Danneel is an air head."

"Nooo."

"Uh huh. I rest my case."

Kat kissed Dean again. She held him close to her and tried to push from her mind the thought of losing him. She told herself not to get attached. Unfortunally, she knew that she had already gotten attached to him. She knew it was going to hurt like hell when he left.