A/N: Hello again! Okay, here's chapter 3, it includes the original "The End" and well, it includes Danielle's part in all that, and it clears some tiny things about the future of the story

Hope you like it, please review

Songs for this chapter:

Jaded- Aerosmith

Angel- Aerosmith

Rebel Yell- Billy Idol

It'd been two weeks since Danielle left the brothers. She first went to Baltimore, and got Bobby from the hospital, then drove him to South Dakota. She stayed with him for a while, helping, but soon, he was snapping at her that he was fine, and to back off, so, she backed off. She made sure he was truly okay, and she backed off. He was the only person alive who could tell her something and she'd obey without questioning. The other person was her mother.

Speaking of which, after leaving South Dakota, she drove to California. Anthony was happy to see her, and she spent a few days going through her stuffs, packing and trying to find something to clear her mother's message. But, so far, no luck.

-Dani, you've got to relax- Anthony told her as the both of them were having lunch in Anthony's loft, Tyson lying under the table, waiting for Danielle to throw him some left-overs from their meal.

-I can't- Danielle answered, taking a bite of her salad- I can't just relax and sit here doin' nothin'. This is serious Tony-

-I know- he said- but, for once, you could take this job, and do somethin' normal. It'll give you money, and you're gonna need it from what you said earlier-

She had told him a few things about her current situation, but not too much. It was dangerous for him to know too much about her. And he had gotten a job for her. His sister, Andrea, who was a fashion designer, wanted her for the new season's album. Normally, Danielle and Andrea worked together. Danielle was a pretty good designer, and most of the clothes she wore were made by Andrea, and designed by Danielle herself.

It'd be a nice break, to see Andrea, catch up. After all, she was one of her best friends, who didn't have a clue of what she hunted, and ignored the fact that she was a clairvoyant.

-I'll take it- Danielle agreed- how long will it take us? Does she have the outfits ready or she needs help?-

-She's got what you sent her back when you took off, and, a few of her own. It's gonna be a short album, exclusively you. And exclusively for some people to see- he answered- But I'm warning you. She wants you to join her in New York's fashion week-

-No way- Danielle said quickly- there's no way. It's impossible, I'm sorry. I'll do this album, but that's it. The fall-winter line won't take that much-

-This one will- Anthony contradicted- you haven't talked to her in ages. She's so happy. She has a new investor, huge guy in fashion, and he honestly wants to meet you too-

-I can't meet anyone now. I'm sorry I'm bein' such a bitch, but I have my priorities clear for now. I have to take care of a few things before I could go back to business- she told him honestly and simply- I'm doin' this because I love Andy, and my own projects are there. But after this, I'm gone. I'm really sorry-

-I know, don't be- Anthony said kindly, patting her hand- I'll take care of Andy, and I'll call to tell her to set things for tomorrow, is that okay?-

-Perfect- she smiled and took a sip of her wine- I'm leavin' in a few days-

-Back to you godfather's?-

-Don't know. I guess so, or maybe I'll check on a friend- she said, referring to Sam. She'd been keeping tabs on him and Dean the last two weeks, and something big was coming down, and she needed to be prepared to help them. The visions weren't clear, but, something was getting close to Sam, while she saw Dean working with Castiel. She let them be for now, they were safe. But as soon as things got complicated, she was running to meet them, even if they didn't want to.

-So…- Anthony began, looking at her- how's Dean doing?- he asked and Danielle grimaced. Anthony was one of the few people who knew she dated Dean, and, he also knew she saw him again two weeks ago.

-He's fine- she answered- and I'm not gonna say anythin' else about him-

-Why not?-

-'Cause I don't want to- she replied- and I'm fine with how things are-

-Who you think you're kidding, Dani?- Anthony inquired- you, me, or him?-

-I'm not kiddin' anyone- she defended- I'm just sayin' the truth-

-Danielle, I've know you since you were a brat who couldn't stay still to get a picture taken of her- he told her- and, I saw you when you were with him, remember? I know how much it must hurt you to see him again-

-I'm not hurtin'- she denied- I'm worried, and scared. But I'm not hurtin'. That chapter of my life ended-

-Yeah, as long as you believe it, keep living in Neverland, baby, but that's not true- Danielle sighed and patted Tyson's head, feeding him a piece of bread

-Look, I'm okay with it. I was the one who left, and, he probably hates me now, and I'm sure he didn't care that much about me then- she said- it's a dangerous trip to make, Tony. We can't afford weakness, and he's my weakness. The less people know it, the better. It cost me before, I'm not willin' to take that chance again-

-What is life without love, Dani?- Anthony retorted

-Oh, stop readin' Romeo and Juliet, is messin' with your head- Danielle joked, ignoring him

-I'm serious. Do you think a life without love is worth living?-

-I think a lot of things- she replied- and, I don't like to talk about love, it's cheesy and clichéd-

-Have it your way- Anthony said, getting up and putting the dishes in the sink- but one day or the other, you'll have to face it-

-I suppose- she agreed- but I'm not thinkin' about it till then-

-You're in denial-

-And you're overweight- she shot back, smiling- let it go, Tony, you're not changin' me now-

-I know, it's like talkin' to a wall-

-"All in all it's just another brick in the wall"- Danielle sang as she knocked on her head like it was a literal wall, making Anthony laugh.

The next day, she was already packed, and things were lying in her room's floor, ready to be picked up and leave. Anthony and she were going to meet Andrea at her studio. They were kind of a family. Danielle was the model, Anthony the photographer, and Andrea was the designer. Danielle even had their last name. To everyone, she was Dani California that was her nickname. But, when the magazines put her name below her pictures, she was Danielle Cooper. No one knew her real last name, only a few hunters, Bobby and the Winchesters.

-Dani!- Andrea shouted as they walked in her studio- I've missed you, girl! Where you've been?- she asked, hugging her tightly

-Around- she answered, hugging her back- Missed you too-

-Okay, enough chick flick moments- Andrea chuckled- let's get to work-

Andrea Cooper was one of the hottest designers in Los Angeles. She specialized in pin up styles, but nothing was beyond her. She herself was one of the hottest women in town. With her 5' 8'' and her raven black hair, pale skin, and electric green eyes, she was a beautiful woman. She was 35 years old, younger than her brother, Anthony, and they both were swimming in money.

Andrea and Danielle went through the designs and clothes for the album while Anthony prepared the scene and his cameras. After an hour of arguing, laughing at each other and cursing each other lightly, they finally chose 5 outfits to be the first edition of the new line.

The outfits were pin up style, and Danielle spent another hour getting ready, the makeup and her hair, along with the clothes. The first one was a set of lingerie that was her specialty. It was pretty simple and sexy looking. It was a black laced baby doll, with a structural bra, garter and black leagues with red tights. But the best of all, were the shoes. They were high heel, black with a gem in each that glowed beautifully red.

Danielle's tattoos could be easily seen and, that was what made her special. Not many models could show off her tattoos, it wasn't a tattoo friendly industry. But Danielle pulled it off, and she was very wanted for her style, though she always worked with a select group of people, most of the times with Anthony and Andrea.

The pictures didn't take long, the worst was changing clothes in between, and redoing the makeup and hair style. But after almost two hours, the album was ready. Anthony still had to print the pictures, and actually do the album, prepare it nicely and all, but her work was done.

-I've got a party invitation for tonight- Andrea commented, looking at Danielle as she changed to her normal clothes- maybe you can take a break from your emoness for a minute and join me-

Danielle threw Anthony an annoyed glance and turned to face Andrea.

-Sorry, I'm leavin' tomorrow mornin', gotta have my beauty rest-

-C'mon, Dani!- Andrea insisted- let's have some fun, hook up with some pretty boys, relax, enjoy life for a freakin' minute- she said, walking to her, smiling softly and, Danielle groaned as she gave up

-Fine- she agreed and Andrea yelped like a little girl who'd been told she can have ice cream for dinner- but as soon as you introduce me to some asshole who thinks he can get in my pants by sayin' "How you're doing'", I'm kickin' your skinny ass, Andy- Andrea laughed and hugged her

-Fair enough- she said- I'll pick you up at ten, it's in Beverly Hills-

-Okay, we can take the Camaro-

-Nah, we're not drivin', doll- she said with a weird British accent- I want to be able to get drunk without worrying about getting myself killed afterwards- Danielle chuckled and shook her head fondly

-Alright, ten o'clock it is then, I'll see you later- she kissed her cheek and looked at Anthony- You're hangin' out with your sister or you wanna help me pick somethin' nice to wear tonight?- Anthony smiled, almost smirked

-Is this party formal or casual?-

-Tim Burton's movies theme- Andrea yelled from the kitchen. Danielle looked at Anthony and smirked cockily

-Awesome!- she said, nodding her head, causing Anthony to shake his in awe at her

-You're gonna be Alice?- Andre asked as she re-entered the studio, beer in hand

-Andy, it's 4 in the afternoon! – Anthony told her sister, and she just shrugged

-I'm 35, I can do whatever I want- she replied, sticking out her tongue

-Yeah, that's totally mature, Andy- Danielle said and they all laughed. She sighed, enjoying that little normalcy right there.

-Hey, before I forget- Andrea spoke- I have a proposal from a studio down town, they want to do a calendar, with you-

-Oh…- Danielle blinked, shocked- like old times calendars?-

-Like the ones you grew up with-Andrea replied, smiling-you wanna do it?- she asked enthusiastically, raising her eyebrows, making Anthony and Danielle grin widely

-When is it? I mean, for when do they want them taken and all?-

-End of this month- Andrea replied- they're willing to go on your terms, they really want you, said you're the best pin up model out there, can't miss that awesome chance-

-So they say…- Danielle murmured- okay, I'll see what I can do, and I'll get back to you, okay?-

-Perfect, Dani- Andrea smiled-now, go get your costume ready and I'll see you at ten-

-See ya, beautiful- Andrea said, kissing Danielle's cheek and then her brother's.

-You sure you're up to it?- Anthony asked when they got in the Camaro

-I'd honestly love to do it- Danielle answered- but I'm not sure if I'll be able-

-Exactly-

-Hey, relax. I'm not gonna give her my word if I can't make it- Danielle told him, serious- I'll do what I can. Just, let me figure out how things are goin' with the guys-

-Alright, as you wish- he nodded and Danielle drove away.

Later that afternoon, around six, she already had her costume, or, outfit, and was getting a shower so she could do a little work before leaving. She wanted to check on Sam and Dean, although she knew he was with Castiel, she wasn't sure what they were doing, and it bothered her.

She got out of the shower, put on some sweat pants and a big sweater, and settled things in her room to perform the ritual and find the guys' future faster. It took her a good hour to finally get the energy she needed, and, she couldn't find Dean or Castiel anywhere. Something or someone was blocking her, and, it gave her a headache to even try.

And it was that headache that didn't allow her to search Sam's future. She had to stop, her nose started bleeding and her head felt like a hundred knives were stabbing her. It hurt, to say the least, and as much as she hated herself for leaving Sam alone that way, she was on the border of blacking out when Anthony found her and dragged her away from her room.

-Hell no!- he said, sitting her in the living room couch- you are going to that freaking party and you're forgetting this whole ritual thing for the evening, and probably tomorrow morning-

-But…-

-No buts, Danielle, I'm serious, you're gonna hurt yourself-

-But I…-

-You what? You have to help them? I know, Dani, I know, but you're not risking your health anymore, I won't allow it-

-Tony, that is not your call-

-The hell it is, Danielle- he snapped- I took care of you since you were 16 years old. I'm not stopping now, sweetheart-

Danielle looked at him straight in the eyes, and hers filled with tears.

-Thanks- she said honestly- thank you, Tony-

-Any time, doll, any time- he hugged her and then sighed- we're going Danielle-

-I know- she murmured- let me enjoy my big bro huggin' me a little more- she joked and felt Anthony's laugh shake her.

After the little argument there, at ten o'clock, Andrea was just in time to pick her up

-You're not comin'?- Danielle asked Anthony, pouting with her full red lips. He chuckled and shook his head in denial

-No, have fun you two-

-We will, bro!- Andrea replied- I'll send you pictures!- she shouted and the car drove off, both women laughing insanely. Danielle made sure she took her purse with her and her cell phone, in case something bad happened.

Andrea and Danielle arrived at an enormous house; more like a mansion really, full of people and bright with fluorescents lights.

-I'm scared- Danielle joked as they got out of the car- what is this place?-

-A friend's house –Andrea answered- I'm gonna introduce you to Liam, he's a real hotty, but not my type-

-So, you wanna throw it to me?- Danielle asked, mockingly offended- you bitch!- Andrea laughed and took an invitation out of her purse to show it to the man in the front of the house

-Miss Cooper and Miss…?- the man trailed off suggestively, after all, the invitation was "plus one", nobody knew Danielle, but the guy sure as hell checked her out

-Miss Cooper too, she's my sister- Andrea told him, smiling brightly

-Well, nice outfits- the man complimented- and enjoy the party-

-Thanks- both women said and walked in. It looked like a living room, it was very crowded, and waitresses could be seen with trays of drinks in their hands. Andrea took two glasses of champagne from one of them and gave one to Danielle, who took it grinning

-For us!- Andrea toasted- Live fast, die young, and leave a damn good looking corpse!- Danielle chuckled and they joined their glasses and then drank.

Danielle looked around as Andrea dragged her with her as she greeted some people she didn't know. It was crazy; they were all dressed extravagantly, according to Tim Burton's movies. Her "Alice in Wonderland" outfit was beautiful, and it fit right in. It was a light blue and white top, with white trousers and a long, delicate jacket that ended in tips. She was wearing a little pike as a necklace and as buttons on her coat, there were the four card symbols, pike, heart, clover and diamond. Her boots were also white, with a slim line on the top, also with the four symbols. She was actually pretty tall with those shoes too. Her hair was loose, falling in waves on her back, a tiny red diamond holding some of it from her face.

Andrea, on the other hand, was dressed as Mrs. Lovett, from "Sweeney Todd" and she wore a long black and dark red dress, with a gorgeous corset in crimson red and black. Her hair was messy, her makeup gloomy, with dark circles under her green eyes. They were almost the opposite; no wonder the doorman looked suspicious when he saw them.

Danielle enjoyed the party for a long while, she lost track of time at some point, as she took a tiny thing that she thought would be food, and ate it. It was food. It was a little piece of bread with salmon on top of it. It was truly delicious.

-Danielle Cooper, isn't it?- A male voice asked from behind her, making her turned and almost choke on her food. It was the guy Andrea introduced to her earlier, the owner of the house and party, Liam Ferguson.

-Yes, I'm Danielle, Liam, was it?- she smiled as he handed her another glass of champagne. She was drinking quiet a lot that night and thank God she ate something. Although she was pretty tired of walking around, following Andrea as she made the introductions necessary, she accepted Liam's offer of dancing. It was an Aerosmith song, "Jaded" and, honestly, she was a big Aerosmith fan.

It was hard to dance, the song wasn't really for that, but they managed, and Danielle laughed as Liam joked about his guests. She caught Andrea's gaze from one of the tables and smiled lightly, relaxed for the first time in a long time. She was enjoying that party a lot, sincerely. That was, until a vision hit her and she collapsed.

"-You're the one Sam- A normal looking man was saying, walking towards a scared and freaked Sam- you're my vessel. My true vessel-

-No- Sam denied almost mutely

-Yes- the other man retorted. Even if she was just a guest in the vision, she could sense Lucifer, sense Sam's fear, and desperation

-No- he said loudly- that will never happen-

-I'm sorry, but it will- Lucifer said, kindly. She was freaked at the devil's kindness-I will find you- he told Sam- and when I do, you will let me in-

-You need my consent!- Sam realized, eyes widening in surprise

-Of course, I'm an angel- Lucifer answered almost smugly

-I will kill myself, before letting you in- Sam told him seriously, but Lucifer only sighed like he was talking to a small child

-And I'll just bring you back- he replied"

Suddenly, Danielle came back to her senses, gasping for air and freaked out as hell.

-Dani, for Christ's sakes! Are you alright?- She heard Andrea ask

-Where am I?- she inquired, looking around. And then it came to her. The party, she was dancing with Liam before everything happened. Sam. Lucifer. Her vision.

-I've gotta go, Andy, I'm sorry- she jumped to her feet as nimbly as possible, and ran out. She took out her cell phone, but no calls. She whistled to get a cab to pull over and jumped in. She ordered him to go to Anthony's loft as she leaned against the seat, tired, scared to death, and worried.

"Sammy, my God, what the hell is this supposed to mean?" she thought, and then, as sudden as the previous vision was, she was hit by another one. It looked like the second part of the other one

"-Why me?- asked a very sad, very pained looking Sam

-Because it had to be you, Sam- Lucifer answered sympathetically- I'll make it up to you in the end-he said cryptically and Sam looked up, eyes shining with tears, but Lucifer was already gone.

Again, Danielle came back to reality gasping for air.

-We're here, lady- The taxi driver told her. She took a fifty dollars bill from her purse and handed it to him, jumping out of the car.

She ran inside Anthony's loft and went immediately to grab her bags. Luckily she had them ready. She didn't care if she woke up Anthony of what was Andrea thinking right then, she just wanted to get to Sam, fast. She was planning on calling Bobby once she was on the road, or maybe Dean.

She didn't even change her clothes as she opened the car of the garage and threw her bags in the Camaro's back seat. She got in, and sped off, her purse on the seat next to her. She took out her phone and there were 20 missed calls from Andrea, by none from Sam. So, she decided it was time to call Bobby.

-It's 3 a.m., this better be good- he answered his phone, his voice husky with sleep

-No time to explain- she said quickly- you know where Sam is?-

-Oklahoma, why?- he asked suspiciously

-Town?-

-Garber, why?- he repeated, but Danielle had already hung up.

"He's gonna kick my ass for it later" she thought and hit the gas, trying to reach Sam as soon as possible.

She drove for hours, and if it wasn't because she had to fill the tank of her car, she was running out of fuel, and her body too. She hadn't eaten since the party, and the alcohol in her system seemed to be catching up.

She stopped in a gas station in some town in Texas, and got out of her car, her legs aching for being sitting so long. It'd be almost a day of driving, and her entire body ached. Danielle went inside, it was early in the morning, around 6 a.m, but luckily, the store in the gas station was open.

She bought some cokes, chocolates and chips, paid for them and the gas, and left again. She put the bag with stuffs on the passenger seat, and then, she thought she saw something outside. She grabbed her gun, but the threat wasn't outside, hell no, it was inside her own freaking car.

-Who the hell are you?- she asked, cocking her gun in his direction. It was a man in a suit, almost bald, with brown shiny eyes and a cocky smirk on his lips

-My name is Zachariah- he answered and she immediately glared at him suspiciously. He was the angel behind Dean, forcing him to say yes to Michael.

-And now, we're going on a little trip, Danielle-

-What…?- she started to ask but never could get the full sentence out. Zachariah touched her forehead lightly, and she fainted.

Danielle stiffened a little, but she felt something soft against her, then everything rushed back to her.

-AH!- She screamed, jumping from a bed without a mattress.

-Jesus fuckin' Christ, Danielle!- a familiar voice scolded her and she tried to focus through her panic

-Dean?- she asked, looking at the bed where she had been a second ago

-Yeah…- he answered and then took a really good look at her- what the fuck are you wearin'?- he inquired, shocked. Danielle looked at herself and her eyes widened.

-I… um….- she mumbled- I didn't have time to change- she explained- I had a vision of Sam, and ran to find him-

-Where you've been? Freak's convention?- he smirked at her and she glared at him

-Shut up, long story- she said- where the fuck am I?-She questioned, looking around the room. It seemed to be a motel room, somewhere.

-I think we're in Kansas- Dean answered, moving to the window. She followed him, and gasped in horror at what she saw.

-C'mon- Dean muttered, grabbing her hand and dragging her with him. Once outside, he let her go, and threw her a slight glance

-For fuck's sakes, get over it!- Danielle told him, hurrying her pace so she could walk ahead. But that only gave Dean a better view and he smirked. He quickly sobered up as they walked the empty town. It was like déjà vu, only worse.

-This is a freakin' ghost town- Danielle commented, following Dean as he moved- it creeps me out- she murmured but kept going. They walked a few more blocks, checked a few abandoned buildings and cars, until she heard a noise.

-Dean- she hissed- this way- she pulled him by the hand and they saw a little girl, messy and dirty, bending over the pavement, her hair covering her face.

-Dean…- Danielle warned, knowing full on that it was the typical horror movie scene when the girl scares the hell out of them.

-Little girl?- Dean asked tentatively, getting closer to her. Danielle tried to pulled him away, but he was hard to move

-Little girl?- Dean repeated. Now, they could see the girl was crouching over a teddy bear, and broken glass, and seemed to be crying

-Are you hurt?- Dean asked her, almost next to her now. She didn't answer

-You know? The whole not talkin' thing is getting' a little creepy now- Dean said and kinda chuckled. Danielle's eyes widened in horror as she saw blood falling from the girl's mouth. She pulled Dean away again just as the girl attacked them with a knife.

Dean pushed Danielle back and dodged the girl's stabs. He finally punched her in the face and she fell, unconscious.

-Ow…- he complained and then turned to Danielle, who was watching him warily-you okay?-

-Yeah, you? Did she hurt you?- she hurried to ask, walking to him

-I'm fine- he looked away from her worried eyes and his stare fixed on a wall further ahead. Danielle followed his gaze and read

"CROATOAN" Painted in red on the wall.

-Shit…- he murmured and suddenly, a group of people appeared beside the wall. They looked possessed, or really mad.

-Run!- he hissed, grabbing Danielle's hand and dragging her away. She did what she could in her high heels, but those damn guys could run. They kept running like bat outta hell until they reached a metal fence and stopped dead on their tracks. Dean pulled Danielle behind him, shielding her and waited.

A second later, shots rang over their heads and they both jumped to the floor, covering themselves as best as they could. A song started to play as Dean pushed Danielle to move, and got behind a wall to take cover.

-What now?- Danielle asked, freaked and, well, freaked.

-We should wait until night- Dean answered- can you get anythin' from your visions?-

-Don't know, let me try- she replied and closed her eyes, focusing on seeing their close future. Quickly, a sharp pain, like a knife stabbing her head, paralyzed her, scaring the hell out of Dean too.

-Dani? C'mon!- he hissed, shaking her- Dani!- he whispered, and finally, she opened her eyes- fuckin' Jesus Christ!- he cursed, holding her- are you okay?-

-My head's killin' me! That damn angel is blockin' my visions- she said, her voice still husky and strained

-Damn angel? Which damn angel?- Dean inquired

-Zachariah-

-Zachariah put us in here?-

-I guess so, otherwise I'd be in Oklahoma by now- she replied

-Alright, we'll figure somethin' out- he said, and kept holding her. It was cold, and she was wearing no useful clothes. He looked at her again and smiled lightly. Danielle had always been a beautiful girl, only with that outfit, she looked pretty damn irresistible.

"Not the time, not the place" he reminded himself, sighing as Danielle leaned on him, resting her head on his shoulder. He knew, could feel she was scared, and, he didn't blame her. It was a shitty situation, and he still couldn't figure why Zachariah sent them there. Them, specially, Danielle. What was out there that could be important for her to know?

The light of the day came and went, and Dean shook Danielle lightly, who had fallen asleep against him. For the first time in years, he re-lived the feeling of having her in his arms, and seemed that he couldn't get enough.

Dean shook his head as they got up, and walked over to the fence, to tear a hole and get on the other side, where the sane people were apparently.

-Stay here- Dean told Danielle, who looked at him skeptically and shook her head in denial, making her long hair bounce

-No way, I'm not leavin' your side, don't wanna be eaten by those things…- she said, shuddering

-Those things- Dean explained- were humans once-

-Seriously? And what the hell happened?-

-Croatoan-

-And that is…?- she raised her eyebrows suggestively

-Demonic virus-

-O…kay…- she nodded, pretending to understand

-I'll explain later- he said, rolling his eyes- help me with these- he pointed to a part of the fence that was underground and they both got to work. At the end of it, Danielle's beautiful outfit was ruined, and stained with dirt. She sighed, looking at herself and then shrugged.

"What the hell!" she thought "as long as I'm alive. We're alive" she added mentally.

-C'mon, don't have all night- Dean hurried and helped her get under the fence. She tore a side of her pants, and now a good portion of skin was exposed, which made Dean smirk, of course.

-Shut up- she murmured and waited till he crossed too. Now that both were on "sane territory" they didn't know what to do.

-Let's see what we can see, shall we?- Danielle suggested, trying to cover herself a little more, but gave up quickly.

-Fuck, it was a nice outfit…- she murmured and took Dean's hand. It wasn't something she wanted to think about, she just wasn't gonna let him out of her sight while they were there.

"Wherever there is" she thought. And, she had the answer right in front of her face.

"August, 1st, 2014" it read an alert marquee on the fence.

-Oh, fuck- Danielle exclaimed. Dean looked focused on something, until he pulled her with him and walked over to a car.

-What you're doin'?- Danielle asked him, but he just let her go and opened the car's door.

-You're hotwirin' a car- Danielle muttered- naturally- She waited until the car was running and jumped in. She was kinda glad for the warm of the car, even if it wasn't near enough.

-Check if I've got any signal- Dean told her as he drove, handing her his cell phone. She took it, and looked at him sarcastically

-You wanna have signal in the future? You must have a very good phone company-

-Shut up and do it- he snapped

-Whatever- she tried to check it, but of course, there was no response. She decided to avoid bragging about it with Dean, so instead, she turned on the radio. But all she got as static.

-That's never a good sign- she muttered.

-Croatoan's pandemics, reaches Australia- a voice said from the back seat, making both Dean and Danielle to jump

-Jesus Christ!- she exclaimed, turning around to face Zachariah

-You, send us back, you son of a bitch- she hissed, making Zachariah chuckle and Dean stiffen

-You've seen how this world is now, haven't you, little girl?- he asked-croatoans all around it, people dying…- he trailed off and smiled at her- you'll get back, all in time- he grinned again at her and turned to Dean

-Three days Dean- Zachariah told him- three days to see where your actions will lead- he threw Danielle a glance too- both your actions-

-What's that supposed to mean?- Danielle inquired, beating Dean to it

-It means that your choices have consequences- Zachariah answered. He looked intently at Dean, holding the newspaper he had on his hands up- This is what happens if you keep saying "no" to Michael- Danielle's eyes widened and she locked her gaze on Dean.

-Have a little look and see- Zachariah said, and then, disappeared.

-Freakin' angels- Danielle hissed and looked at Dean. She was about to ask if he was okay, but it'd be a stupid question. She thought about their next step. They were stuck in there until they figure out how to get away. And, whose help could they ask to do that?

-Bobby- she said suddenly, freaking Dean out

-What?-

-Bobby, we need to find Bobby-

-Good idea- he agreed and hit the gas towards South Dakota.

Eight long hours later, they arrived at Bobby's.

-Dani, wake up- Dean nudged her awake and she jumped out immediately, anxious to see her godfather.

-Bobby?- she called- Bobby! I'm comin' in!- she announced and entered the house, Dean right behind her. The place looked hideous, empty, destroyed and dark.

-Bobby?- she asked again, now kinda desperate-No!- she gasped, seeing the wheelchair alone, no Bobby or even a corpse to find. She ran to it and pulled it up, seeing a bullet hole right where Bobby's chest should've been.

-No…- she murmured- Bobby…- she felt her eyes burning with tears, but before she had time to do anything Dean pulled her up and hugged her tightly.

-Stay here- he told her and she looked at him confused, tears not quiet falling, but shining in her ocean blue eyes- I'll be right back- he kissed her forehead and for a moment, she forgot about everything else.

What was wrong with Dean? Was it the whole being back together in a hunt thing? Or the future? Or both? She didn't know, but it was weird, and it scared her. God only knows what they could find in the future. Maybe she told him her secret, maybe she just spilt all the truth out and now, he was going to find it.

-Oh, fuck- she murmured and went to follow Dean. He found him in Bobby's study, holding his journal.

-"Camp Chitaqua"- he muttered- that's where we're goin', c'mon, Dani- he took Bobby's journal and dragged Danielle out, willing to get some answers as to what the hell was going on.

Danielle lost track of time as Dean drove to wherever he wanted to go. She started to think about everything, every possibility running through her head, every thing she could've done wrong, or right, who knew? And after a while, with Dean's warm presence and her tired mind, she fell asleep again.

-Dani- Again, Dean shook her awake. It was nighttime and the place was too dark for her

-Damn- she complained- what now?-

-Now, we're gonna find some answers- he told her and they got out of the car

-Wait- she reached out to him and grabbed his hand- it's not gonna be easy to sneak out on those guys- she pointed to a pair of men looking very much like soldiers

-Not dressed in that- he said and smirked a little- we'll handle it, c'mon, since when you're afraid of anythin'?- he asked, challenging her

-I'm not- she defended- but, this is a whole new level of crazy- she sighed- even for me-

-Don't be a wuss and let's go- again, he gripped her hand tightly and made their way inside.

-Oh, baby, no!- he exclaimed as they noticed the Impala parked there. He walked over to it and circled it, examining it- Oh, no, baby, what did they do to you?- he inquired, looking sadly at the inside of his car.

-Dean…- Danielle urged- let's go- but then she felt something hard hitting her head, and everything went black.

-What the hell?- Dean grunted, pulling at the handcuffs that were holding him back. He looked up, and saw himself, loading a shotgun

- I should be asking that question, don't you think? In fact, why don't you give me one good reason why I shouldn't gank you right here and now?- his future self demanded

-Because you'd only be hurting yourself- Dean replied with a chuckle, and then, he noticed Danielle, laying there, not handcuffed, just, unconscious

-What'd you do to her?- Dean asked, trying to break free to help Danielle- let her go, man- he pleaded- I'm no shape shifter or demon or anything, okay?-

-Yeah, I know. I did the drill while you were out. Silver, salt, holy water…..nothing. But you know what was funny? Was that you had every hidden lock pick, box cutter, and switchblade that I carry. Now, you want to explain that? Oh, and the, uh, resemblance, while you're at it?- he stopped and then shook his head- wait, first, explain me how the hell is Dani here?-

-Zachariah- Dean answered, eyes locked on Danielle's still form-I'm you from the tail end of 2009. Zach plucked me from my bed and threw me five years into the future- he turned to his future self and glared at him- And she's 2009 Danielle- he threw a glance her way and sighed- I don't know why she's wearing that- he admitted

-Wait, so, Zachariah put you two here? Where is he? I want to talk to him-

-I don't know- Dean replied

-Oh, you don't know- The future Dean retorted sarcastically

-No, I don't know. Look, I just want to get back to my own freakin' year, okay!- his gaze rested in Danielle again- and help her, she looks kinda pale…-

-Okay- Future Dean walked closer to him, and crouched down, staying eye level with him- If you're me, then tell me something only I would know- Future Dean challenged. He thought about Danielle, and smiled lightly

-Remember the first time with Dani?- he asked- we stole some of her underwear, favorite pair, red and black, laced and damn soft. She still doesn't have a clue- he smirked as the other Dean nodded

-Touché- he said and got up. He looked at Danielle, who still wasn't moving and his eyes shined with something like remorse, guilt, and pain- So, what, Zach zapped you up here to see how bad it gets?-

-I guess. Croatoan virus, right? That's their endgame?- Dean asked as his future self loaded another gun

-It's efficient, it's incurable, and it's scary as hell. Turns people into monsters. Started hitting the major cities about two years ago. World really went in the crapper after that-

Dean seemed to be taken that in as he watched Future Dean

-What about Sam? And Danielle?- he inquired. There was something wrong on the way Future Dean looked at her and it creeped him out

-Heavyweight showdown in Detroit. From what I understand, Sam didn't make it…-

-What do you mean Sam didn't make it? You weren't with him?-

-No. No, me and Sam, we haven't talked in, hell, five years-

-We never tried to find him?-

-I got other people to worry about- Future Dean said, loading his guns on a bag and throwing a longing glance at Danielle's unconscious form.

-And what about Dani?-

-Dani…was with him in Detroit alright- Future Dean answered, his voice bitter-she spent a whole freakin' year tryin' to escape her vision and…-

-Whoa, whoa, whoa, wait!- Dean interrupted him- what vision?-

-Lucifer was goin' to use her in a ritual, she saw that, and did everythin' she could to avoid it. Damn, she even tried to kill him-

-Kill him? How?-

-She made a deal with a demon, said if she could channel enough power, she'd be able to waste him- he scoffed- that went down quickly-

-Is she…?- Dean asked, scared of the answer

-She died in Detroit- Future Dean replied, now fully staring at her- you wanna know the best part? She was a fighter, she tried everythin', and I mean everythin'. She stayed with Bobby when Sam and I split up, and then she came to us-

-She came to us?-

-It was tough, I won't deny it- Future Dean said- but she did well. She came clean, told us everythin', and yet, we couldn't save her…- he trailed off, both of them looking at Danielle as she stiffened but didn't wake up

-Where are you going?- Dean questioned as he saw his future self grabbing the bag with weapons and preparing to leave

-I got to run an errand-

-Whoa. You're just gonna leave me here?- he threw a look at Danielle- what about her?-

-She's not goin' anywhere any time soon- Future Dean answered- and yes. I got a camp full of twitchy trauma survivors out there with an apocalypse hanging over their head. The last thing they need to see is a version of The Parent Trap. So, yeah, you stay locked down-

-Okay…. Fine! But you don't have to cuff me, man. Oh, come on. You don't trust yourself?- Dean shouted as Future Dean walked towards the door. He partially turned and looked at him

-No, absolutely not- he said and checked Danielle- watch out for her-

-How in hell…?- he was about to ask how in hell he could do that handcuffed, but, Future Dean was already gone.

Dean looked away from the door

-Dick- he murmured, still a little shocked with the news.

"So, Dani dies" he thought and he could feel his pain even if right then, he knew she was fine "I've gotta get us out of here"

Ten minutes later, Danielle wasn't waking up, and now he was worried. He took out an iron nail from the wooden floor and opened his handcuffs, then he ran to Danielle.

-Dani? Dani? C'mon- he muttered, shaking her lightly. Knowing she was dead, and that after all that time, she told him the truth, he just had to save her. There was no way he could live in a world without her, and without his brother.

-Danielle, please, baby, wake up- he pleaded- Dani?-

-De…Dean?- she groaned, her eyes fluttering open- Is that you?-

-Yeah, it's me, c'mon, can you walk?- he asked as he helped her sit up

-I think so, yeah-she tried to stand up but she stumbled right back to her ass- Ouch...- she complained- I don't feel so well- she admitted

-Don't worry, stay here, I'll handle it-

-Handle what?- she inquired, gripping his hand tightly- what's goin' on? Where are we?-

-Long story short, I have to follow my future self and see what I can find out about the future-

-Future self? What the hell is wrong here?-

-You don't remember what happened?- he asked her and she shook her head in denial- we're in 2014, Zachariah put us here-

-Oh…- she looked around- and future me is with future you?- she questioned and then groaned- that doesn't help my headache- she said. Dean stared at her, not knowing what to say. He understood his future self better now. He was an asshole, because he had nothing to live for. No Sam, and no Danielle. It was weird to him right then, but he knew Danielle was the one he could end up with, and, finding out she's dead, shook him pretty bad.

-Dean?- Danielle asked, worried

-It's okay- he told her, smiling softly, which made her suspicious the second he did it- I'm gonna save you-

-You're gonna what?-

-You'll be fine- he said and got up

-Dean wait!- she tried to get up, but it was near impossible

-No, relax, Dani. Stay here, and I'll be right back-

-But…-

-Please- he begged, and, she nodded slowly. It was strange, the way he was acting. She let him go, and stayed there, lying on the ugly mattress, that along with her clothes, weren't helping her physical pain.

-Damn- She groaned and again, tried to get up. And again, she fell on her ass.

"What the hell is happening?" she thought. She sighed, and tried to focus on getting a vision instead, but the second she tried, her head felt like it was going to explode.

-Ugh…!- she cried, gripping her head in pain and bending over herself. And that's how Dean found her when he got back. Well, he was pushed inside the house by himself, and that only confused Danielle even worse.

She looked at them, as they argued

-What the hell is wrong with you?- Dean yelled. Well, one of them did. She stared at them and tried to figure who was her Dean, the 2009 one, and who was the future Dean. She thought it made sense for the one dressed with a blue shirt was Dean, since that was what he was wearing when he left.

-Me? You shot a guy in cold blood!- Dean shouted back

-We were in an open quarantine zone. Got ambushed by some Croats on the way out- Future Dean explained

-How you know?-

-'Cause after a few years of this, I know. I started seeing symptoms about a half an hour ago. Wasn't gonna be long before he flipped. I didn't see the point in troubling a good man with bad news-

-You just blew him away in front of your own people. Don't you think that freaked them out a little bit?- Danielle flinched as he said that, she was confused as hell, and couldn't understand a single thing they were saying, though she could guess Future Dean killed someone, and, well, that the guy he killed was infected with the virus. Thinking it through, it was good enough for her.

-It's 2014. Plugging some Croat, it's called commonplace. Trading words with my freakin' clone…..that might have freaked them out a little! This isn't your time. It's mine. You don't make the decisions. I do. So, when I say stay in, you stay in!-

-Stop- Danielle said, getting up and, for the first time, standing up on her own- wow, I'm awesome- she smiled and then her eyes locked with Future Dean's.

He couldn't believe it. He stared into her ocean blue eyes, with that golden glitter they used to held, and, he lost it. He walked to her, forgetting Dean, and wrapped his arms around her tiny waist, her lips crushing with hers, making her gasp.

Dean stared at them in shock. He was seeing Danielle kissing his future self, and, something wasn't right. She shouldn't be doing that, it bothered him. She was meant to be with him, not anyone else. Even if he spent most of his time denying it, he knew, deep down it was true.

Future Dean pulled away from her. It'd been so long since he felt her against him. He had to deal with his guilt every day, with the fact that he couldn't save her, but now, now he had her in his arms, and for a minute, he didn't feel anything but her warmth.

-Whoa, whoa, whoa- Dean said, grabbing Danielle by the waist, and pulling her away from Future Dean- back off, pal- he told him. Danielle seemed to be on a trance. She didn't understand, but his kiss, felt so good. Desperate, hungry and pained, but good.

-Sit down, Dani, you're stumblin' again- Dean said, sitting her on an empty chair

-Wait- she spoke- what the hell was that?- she asked Future Dean- why'd you kiss me?-

-Because I love you- Both Dean's and Danielle's mouth hung open as their heard those words- I couldn't save you, baby- Future Dean knelt in front of her, resting his hands on her legs- I couldn't save you. You tried to kill the devil, and I wasn't there to protect you…- he murmured- after all we've been through…-

-I…Wait, so, I'm…- Danielle swallowed hard and looked up at Dean, who was still in shock from his future self statement.

-I died?- She asked, looking back at Future Dean, who nodded, his hands going to her face, caressing her cheeks softly

-I'm so sorry, baby- he said, and, though it was weird as hell, she smiled

-It's okay…- she told him, and that right then, brought Dean back to reality. Now he saw exactly why he loved her. Or, his future self did. She was told she was dead, and there she was, telling him everything was gonna be okay, trying to soften his guilt.

-What was the mission about?- Dean asked, making Future Dean stand and Danielle to look between them as she listened. Future Dean walked over to his bag and took out an ancient gun that Dean seemed to recognize

-The Colt- he said, surprised. That night Castiel had told him the Colt was what they needed to kill the devil. And now…

-The Colt- Future Dean nodded

-Where was it?-

-Everywhere- Future Dean replied- they kept moving it from one place to another. It took me five years, but finally, I got it- he smiled a bit and looked at Danielle-I'm gonna make justice for you, baby, like I promised-He looked back at Dean, then his gaze shifted between them both- Tonight. Tonight we're gonna ice the devil-

Danielle stared at the gun, wondering if it was "The" Colt they were talking about. She stood up and walked over to it, as Future Dean left it in the table. He kissed her once again, and then walked out, leaving Dean and Danielle alone. She took the gun in her hands and watched it in awe

-Is this the real Colt?- She asked, her eyes shining with curiosity

-Yeah- Dean nodded and walked over to her side- Listen…-

-Don't worry Dean- she interrupted- just because your future self kissed me and loved me, doesn't mean we have to be together. I know how you feel about me- she told him and he seriously doubted it- and I'm not askin' for mercy. I'm bein' honest here, I don't expect you to forgive me and go back to how things were-

-That's not what I…-

-Dean, really, don't strain yourself, let's deal with this, and then we can deal with this- she said, pointing to him and then to herself.

-C'mon, we're leavin' at midnight- Future Dean walked in the cabin

-Wait, "we"?- Dean asked, standing close to Danielle. It was his protector's side, he didn't want anything happening to her

-Yes, you're comin'- Future Dean said- you'll be fine, Zach's lookin' after you, right?-

-No, that's not what I mean. I want to know what's going on-

-Yeah, okay- Future Dean walked over to them, and his eyes locked for a second with Danielle's, but he soon focused on Dean again- You're coming because I want you to see something. I want you to see our brother-

-Sam? I thought he was dead- Dean told him, not getting it

-Sam didn't die in Detroit. He said "yes"- Future Dean replied and Danielle felt her heart shuttering. After all she did to help Sam, now he was saying "yes" to the freaking devil.

-Yes? Wait. You mean…-

-That's right. The big "yes" to the devil. Lucifer's wearing him to the prom-

-Why would he do that?- Danielle inquired, and Future Dean's eyes locked with hers again

-Wish I knew- he answered, and then looked at Dean- But now we don't have a choice. It's in him, and it's not getting out. And we've got to kill him, Dean. And you need to see it, the whole damn thing, how bad it gets so you can do it different. So you can save her-

-Wait, if the devil killed Danielle…-

-It means Sam killed her?- Future Dean retorted, and Danielle's face paled- Yes, that's what it means. You see, the devil is pretty damn sadistic when he wants to, and, he wanted her to see her best friend losing the battle, and herself-

-What about the ritual?-

-She never made it to the ritual. She really pissed Lucifer off, and there's not comin' back from it-

Danielle couldn't believe it. And, she couldn't stand them talking about her like she wasn't there

-Wait, so, I pissed off the devil? And then what? He possessed Sam and killed me? Why am I so special?-

-I don't know, baby- Future Dean replied-but I sure as hell won't let him get away with it- he turned to Dean again, and he flinched from the look on his eyes- you need to see this, and do it different-

-What'd you mean?-

-Zach said he was gonna bring you back, right? To '09? Both of you?-

-Yeah-

-Well, when you get back home you say yes. You hear me? Say yes to Michael-

-That's crazy. If I let him in, then Michael fights the devil. The battle's gonna torch half the planet!-

-Look around you, man! Half the planet's better than no planet, which is what we have now. If I could do it over again, I'd say yes in a heartbeat!-

-And why didn't you?- Danielle asked, curious. Future Dean looked at her with remorse and guilt in his gaze

-I've tried! I've shouted 'yes' till I was blue in the face! The angels aren't listening! They just, left…..gave up! It's too late for me, but for you…- he reached and caressed Danielle's cheek softly, in a very loving gesture she found hard to understand

-Oh, no. There's got to be another way-Dean refused to let his future self convince him of something he thought was crazy and just, non acceptable

-Yeah, that's what I thought. I was cocky. Never actually thought I'd lose- Future Dean's stare locked with Danielle's- never thought I'd lose you- he murmured- But I was wrong- he turned to Dean, his hand dropping from her face- I was wrong. I'm begging you, say "yes"- Both Deans stared at each other until Future Dean sighed-But you won't. 'Cause I didn't. Because that's just not us, is it?- he ask rhetorically, not really waiting for an answer.

Danielle didn't know what to say. She wanted to comfort him, seeing how upset he was, but, there were two Deans, and she couldn't choose who was more desperate. If Future Dean, seeing himself failing again, or her Dean, seeing all the horror of the future and not being able to change it.

"But he will change it" she thought "he'll change it, and I'll help him"

-Dani…- Future Dean called- you stay here, baby, nothing's gonna happen, okay? You'll be fine-

-No, wait, I wanna go too- she protested

-No, Dani- both Deans said in unison- no way- Future Dean told her- you bein' here is unnatural, and if somethin' goes wrong and he kills you, again…- he trailed off and swallowed hard- I couldn't stand that-

Danielle searched his eyes for any bluffing sign, but all she saw was determination, and, shockingly, she saw love. Or, well, she thought he looked exactly like he used to when they were together, those shiny green eyes that made her smile every time, and feel safe.

Slowly, she nodded, and both Deans let out a sigh of relief.

-You're not messin' around, are you?- Future Dean asked her, serious- I know you, Dani…-

-No, I swear I'll stay here and wait for you- she vowed- I really don't want to die- she tried to joke, but it was too real for that. Future Dean kissed her, hard and sweetly, then he grabbed his bag, the Colt, and left. Her Dean smiled at her, and brushed a hand over her face, not sure what to do then. He didn't want for things to be weird after everything was over, so, he chose to keep things as platonic as possible, let the decision to her.

After they left, Danielle began to feel light-headed and even weaker than before.

-Damn angels- she hissed, sitting down and grabbing her head in her hands.

-That's nothin' a good Tylenol won't heal- Zachariah said as he popped into the room, causing Danielle to jump in surprise.

-Jesus fuckin' Christ! Can't you knock?-

-See, a lady shouldn't use that language- he scolded, making her smirked in response- and what's the fun in knocking?- He retorted, walking towards her until he was just a few inches away

-Whoa, personal space- she murmured, backing away from him, holding her hands up. Zachariah smiled and stood where he was

-So? Seen enough already? Want me to get you back to your precious car?- he asked

-Why did you send me here? Us?-

-You needed to see what became of the world- he replied- and, of you-

-The devil killed me- she nodded- well, at least I die before the virus kicked in, that would've suck- she grimaced mockingly

-Always a big joke- he sighed- exactly like Dean- he shook his head and looked at her- listen, you can't be here any longer, it's dangerous-

-Why?-

-Because you're dead here, and, there's a short amount of fun you can have playing with time-

-Oh…- she whispered, her mouth forming a perfect "O". She felt light-headed again, but something else was wrong besides that

-Alright, what about Dean?-

-I'll take him as soon as he's done- Zachariah replied- don't worry, nothing's gonna happen to him-

-Yeah…- she nodded, and then shook her head

-Your time's up here. But, I'd like you to talk to your boyfriend when he gets back-

-He's not my boyfriend-

-Give it time-

-You've got some kind of fetish with time that you say it so often?- she asked, rolling her eyes. Zachariah laughed loudly and then shook his head in awe

-Let's go- he reached for her and touched her forehead lightly, and, again, everything went black.

"Dani?" she heard a faint voice ask. It sounded familiar, but she couldn't truly say who it was.

-Danielle, c'mon- She tried to open her eyes, and sit up, but she fell on the floor as she tried

-No! Don't do that- someone said softly, lifting her from the floor and placing her in a much comfortable place.

-Sam?- she asked, opening her eyes to see her best friend hovering over her, his face worried. He nodded and suddenly, her arms were around his neck, and she was hugging him tightly.

-My God!- she exclaimed- you scared the hell out of me, lil' guy!-

-What?- he inquired, confusion written all over his face

-I saw you… and Lucifer…- she said, staring at him. Sam seemed shocked, but nodded sadly, making her pout- I'll be alright, Sammy, I promise- she told him, and hugged him again

-Hey, is she okay?- Dean asked as he opened a door. She pulled away and realized she didn't have a clue as where they were

-Where are we?- she questioned, trying to move away from Sam, but her entire body ached and her head also began to.

-Damn angels- she hissed. Dean smiled at her softly, and walked closer to them. She couldn't help but notice. And because she knew Dean like the palm of her hand, she grinned sweetly at him, eyes shining with contentment that things were okay finally

-We're in Kansas, your car is still in Texas, though- Sam answered her and she groaned

-Damn angels- she repeated. Again, she tried to get up, she just couldn't give up. But, gravity had other intentions as she fell on a mattress and closed her eyes, tired

-You should sleep, Dani, you don't look so good- Sam told her, smiling lightly

-Okay- she couldn't find the will to say no, so, she curled up on the big bed she was in, and quickly fell asleep.

Sam got up from the bed and walked towards the door. He felt a new hope; he felt like maybe, there was a way to make it through. And, he could also guess that his brother and Danielle had something going on. So, he decided to let them handle it themselves. He saw Dean looking at her like she was an oasis in the middle of the desert, and he couldn't help but smile.

-Hey, you stay with her, I'll go get us some dinner- he whispered to Dean and he nodded in response. Sam shook his head, amazingly happy for them. He knew they wanted to be together, they couldn't help themselves. He walked out, and closed the door behind him, going to the Impala to go grab some Chinese from a nearby restaurant he saw as they were passing by.

Dean stared at Danielle's gorgeous body and sighed. She was still wearing that ridiculous outfit, like a grown Alice in Wonderland, and, he'd be damned, but she looked breathtaking. She was curled up, her arms under the pillow, she was lying on her stomach, and, damn, she was beautiful.

He sat down next to her, trying not to disturb her, and sighed. His mind was still in the future, in the moment he saw his future self kissing her like she was the only woman in the planet. And that was how he felt. Like she was the only one he wanted to be with. But it wasn't that easy. She still had some explaining to do, and he didn't know if he could handle her evasion without losing his temper.

Dean caressed her face softly, earning a loving sigh in return, making Danielle move and catch his hand with hers, and holding him like he was a teddy bear. He smiled at that, she was truly beautiful; he didn't get tired of thinking about it. It'd been a few shitty 6 years. And, he hated to admit it, but he thought of her a lot. Every time he wished he had his ass saved, he wished she was there to do it. She always saved his ass just in time. And loved to brag about it.

He yawned, tired as well, and laid down beside her, her warm body unconsciously moving closer to his. He sighed, and prayed for whatever force was out there that he had the strength to handle her when the moment was right. As for now, he was just going to sleep, have some overdue rest. And maybe, just maybe, he'd dream about her, about her beautiful ocean blue eyes, her sensual lips saying his name over, and over again. Without really wanting to, he dropped an arm on her back, and she sighed in contentment, though it was more like a purr. And they both enjoyed, after everything they saw witnessed that day, a peaceful sleep.