Hi there! I hope someone still reads this, because I'm on a new roll of writing, it seems like my muse woke up...

So, I hope this chapter is not too bad, it's not my favorite, it's my own version of "My bloody Valentine", and, BTW, you should really watch that movie, Jensen rocks! next chapters will be more important, and back into the series' plot, kinda...

So, songs for this chapter:

-Sad but True- Metallica

-Holy Diver-Dio

Happy reading, and, peace to all

Love, Maggie, and sorry for any grammar mistakes, I didn't feel like editing... In fact, I'd love a beta to keep me on track, because sometimes my mind's a dangerous mess and I fuck up the story...

-Oh, c'mon!- Danielle whined as she tried to hold a very heavy, very unconscious Anthony. Sam and Dean were already lying in the couches, eyes closed, breathing hard. They were a mess of blood and dirt from the fight with the succubus. "Nasty little bitch" Danielle thought to herself. She wished Emma would be there already, she needed help.

-Tony, c'mon!- she pleaded, though Anthony couldn't hear her, he was way too gone for any normal response. "Two more steps" she told herself. Finally, she made it to Anthony's black chair and let him drop there unceremoniously. But then she felt guilty and fought some more to get him comfortable. Or as comfortable as he could be anyway.

-Jesus fuckin' Christ!- she heard a deep male voice exclaim, and even without the southern drawl she knew too well, she could've known who was behind her in the living room. She spun around and came face to face with a dark haired, tall man.

-Jared!- she couldn't help but scream in joy. It'd been months, almost a year since she saw him. He was her favorite unofficial uncle. Considering Bobby was her godfather, and he was the best at that, no doubt about it. Danielle ran and wrapped her arms around Jared's big frame. Her scream got Sam and Dean out of their semi-conscious state as they looked for the guns they didn't have.

-What the hell?- Dean blunt out, not able to contain himself seeing Danielle in another's man arms, a seriously big man as it was. Emma rolled her eyes.

-Relax-she said, walking over to Anthony to check him-he's my dad-

Sam and Dean exchanged a long glance and Emma snickered when she saw Sam swallowing hard. Trust her big bear of a father to scare Lucifer's chosen one. Emma knelt in front of Anthony and checked his pulse. He was barely breathing, they should take him to a hospital.

-My God, I've missed you, Jared!-Danielle told him. Sam and Dean were still standing there, not knowing what to do. Danielle pretty much ignored them, since they weren't in her list of favorite people yet.

-Missed ya too, Dani- he answered, eyes searching the room. He noticed the three injured men of course, and frowned in confusion.

-Okay, I think we need to talk- he said to his daughter. Emma got up and sighed loudly. Danielle smirked and walked over to Anthony.

-Okay, Dad, but let me change first, would ya? I'm a mess-

-Yeah, go ahead, I'll wait here- he nodded

-I'll make him a tea or somethin'- Danielle commented- go!- she pushed Emma and she finally left to her room.

-Hey, since you're the big father, you mind takin' a look at him? I think he's in a freakin' coma- Danielle asked Jared, who smiled lightly in response

-Sure thing, let me see- he moved her away and like his daughter did before, checked Anthony's pulse-He's alive- he said-but I'm pretty sure he's dehydrated and hasn't eaten in days-

-Yeah…-Danielle murmured- I'm gonna call Andy and tell her to take him to a hospital, he'll be better there-

-That's a wise idea- his green eyes focused on Sam and Dean then-what 'bout them?- he gestured with his hand to the two brothers and Danielle sighed once again.

-I'll take care of them- she muttered-even if I don't like it-

-How so?- his voice was honestly curious and made Danielle smiled

-That one there?- he pointed to Dean-he's my freakin' boyfriend- she told him. His mouth fell open

-No way!- he chuckled-girl, I need to stick around more- he shook his head but his easy grin stayed in place

-Yep, you do- Danielle gave him an one arm hug then let him go- Now, if it isn't too much to ask, I could use some help-

-Yeah, tell me-

-I need the first aid kit from the bathroom there- she pointed a finger in the bathroom way-and some hot water and towels-

-You got it- Jared nodded and left, letting Sam and Dean breathe in relief

-You two dickheads-she called- couldn't handle one little demon?- she was beyond pissed, they could tell. And though Sam felt bad for his brother, he was glad it wasn't Emma in that bitchy mood.

-Dani…- Dean began, probably ready to beg for her forgiveness, since she had been, in fact, right

-Don't "Dani" me!-she scolded- you fucked up, and you know it. Now, I'm gonna fix your face, 'cause I couldn't let that gorgeous face get screwed with-Dean smiled at that but with only one look from Danielle, he sobered up quickly

-Here, darlin'- Jared came back with everything she asked for and handed it to her

-Thanks, you totally rock, Jar- she took the first aid kit and put it aside. Jared watched as she performed her nurse role. Danielle grabbed one of the towels he got and dropped them into the hot water. Then she took her cell phone and called Andrea.

-Andy?- they heard her say- yeah, we've got him- she nodded to herself while she twisted the towel and cleaned Dean's face slowly with it. She was careful not to hurt him any further.

-Aha- she continued talking into the phone- you were right, but now, it's better if he goes to a hospital- she waited, focused on Dean- no, we'll figure somethin' out, but he's in a pretty bad shape- again, she was quiet for less than a minute-We've got our hands full here- she said-I need you to take him-her voice sounded serious and firm. Jared smiled with pride for his niece, she was a good role model to his Emma

-Okay, but he's dehydrated and not movin' much at all- she sighed- I didn't say it to make you feel guilty. Look, just, come here, and take him to the damn hospital, as soon as I can, I'll go see him, alright? But I need to take care of the guys, who are not in their best shape either-

Jared threw one look at the two men lying on the chairs. They were well grown men, the darker haired one was maybe a little shorter than him, and that was saying something. And the blond one was shorter, but had a different kind of determination and character, he could tell. In fact, they sounded very familiar, if he paid attention he might remember.

But he didn't have time. Emma walked down the stairs at the same time Danielle hung up her phone.

-I'm ready to go- she announced, looking pretty annoyed but better. Jared nodded in response and went to the front door. Emma shared one look with Danielle, who shook her head to tell her she was fine, and didn't need her.

-Okay, call if anythin' comes up- Emma told her cousin

-Sure, have fun- Danielle replied, sarcastically, earning a glare from Jared and another one from Emma

-Shut up- she simply answered- and you two-she turned to the boys- give her a break-

-If they don't-Danielle added- I'll take Dean, you take Sam- she smirked, despite her tiredness and Emma chuckled. But Jared's mouth fell open in shock.

-Dad?- Emma asked- you okay?- he looked at her for a long minute, but managed to mumble

-I'm fine-

-Alright…- she shrugged and opened the door-we'll be back in a few-

-See ya- Danielle murmured, again focused in Dean. She was almost done wiping away the blood from his skin. Sam stared at the door with a frown. He wasn't sure how he felt about Emma's father being in town. But since there was no way to avoid it, to hell with it.

Dean waited patiently for Danielle to finish. Once she put some bandages on the few cuts he had and cleaned his messy face and neck, he finally moved.

-Dani- he began, this time she didn't stop him-I'm sorry- Danielle looked at him and nodded

-You should- she said- things could've gone way worse-

-I know-

-You're gonna have to trust me more-

-Okay-

-And my cousin- He grimaced in dislike

-Can we discuss her another day?- he asked hopeful, but Danielle slapped his arm once and went to work on Sam.

Danielle started to work on him but pretty fast he took the towel from her and did it himself. He wasn't as hurt as Dean was. But he looked focused on something else.

-Sam?- Danielle asked, watching him carefully- Sam, lil' guy?-

-What?- he met her eyes and sighed

-What's wrong?- Danielle inquired, sitting next to him on the couch

-I think he knew us from somewhere- Sam replied, obviously referring to Jared

-Uh? Who? Jared?- It took Danielle a second to realize that could be right. She gasped and covered her mouth in surprise. Dean got worried quickly

-What's going on?-

-I think Sam's right- she murmured- he might know you guys

-From where?-

-FBI most wanted list-

-I beg your pardon?-

-Jared is familiar to that list- she chuckled once, humorless- I guess it makes sense, criminals should take care of each other-

-Criminal?- Sam was really confused now- what the hell are you talking about?-

-Wait, he's Jared Morrison, the famous bank thief?- Dean asked, eyes wide in recognition and maybe a little bit of amusement. Of course Emma's father would be a FBI most wanted, who else? Crazy world.

-Yeah…he's Jared Morrison, but I'd shut up if I were you, Emma is very protective of him, and well, Jared is nuts about her- Danielle smiled sweetly- she's his little girl-

-Right…- Sam nodded his head, lost in thoughts.

-Okay, guys, why don't you go and have some rest? I'll take Tony to the E.R- Danielle said, getting up and walking to Anthony's unconscious form

-I'll go with you- Dean offered, but even he didn't believe he was up to anything. And, as weird as it was, Daniele seemed to be doing pretty good so far.

-Nah, don't worry- she grinned at him tiredly- I'll manage. And, I'll have Andy helpin', it's okay-She checked Anthony's pulse for the tenth time that day, and sighed in relief. He was really fucked up, but alive, and that was something.

-Guys, go now, I'll be alright- she told them, hurrying them to move

-I'll help you carrying him to the car- Danielle nodded, grateful for the gesture and she and Dean got Anthony in the front seat of the Camaro.

-Great, now, go get some sleep and we'll leave first thing in the morning- she looked at the still dark sky and realized it was, in fact, morning already.

-Shit- she cursed under her breath- this sucks. We've been in that goddamn club all fuckin' night-

-We'll go as soon as Emma comes back- Dean said- I don't think is a good idea to stick around much longer-

-Yeah, you're right- Danielle leaned against the driver's side door and closed her eyes for a second, taking a deep breath- let's take things slowly. First, I'm gonna take him to the damn hospital before he dies on me, and then we'll figure somethin' out-

-Okay, agreed- Dean kissed her lips softly and murmured-be careful-

-Always am-she smiled and got into the dryness of the car, in opposition to the weather outside, it was rather nice. The engine purred and Danielle waved good bye while she pulled out of Anthony's front yard to the street.

-Pack your shit, Sammy, we're leaving as soon as possible- Dean ordered when he reentered the house. Sam sighed, but agreed. They needed to be on their way, this whole succubus thing took them precious time they could've used to track down the devil and stuff like that.

-Now, Emmanuelle, are you goin' to tell me what the hell is goin' on?- Emma could tell her father was worried, and a little pissed, but she never discussed work with him, and she wasn't starting now. They were sitting in the Charger, a few blocks away from Anthony's house

-Dad…-she began-It's hard to explain, okay? But right now we're kinda in a deadline-

-What for?-

-We just saved Anthony from a sadistic succubus that planned to eat him, and need to get back on the road-

-Why, Em? Why are you so busy I haven't seen you in almost a year?-

-Daddy…-she whines, feeling guilty and annoyed at him for playing her- I'm tryin' to do my job here, alright?-

-You're not gonna tell me what this job is about, no?-

-Nop, sorry- she shook her head in denial- it's a long story, and you don't need to carry the weight of it-

-Em, you're worryin' me-

-I know, but you're my dad, you know I'm like that- she tried to smirk but she was tired, really, really tired

-Emma, I'll take whatever I can get. If you sometime need help, call- his green eyes were serious- I'll do what I can, but I've got your back, Em, always-

-Yeah…- she smiled genuinely at him- thanks for that-

-Is that Dani's Camaro?- Jared asked, following the red car with his gaze

-It is- Emma let out a soft curse and pushed her dad to start the car-take me back to the house, I think the guys are gettin' ready to leave-

-'Kay…- Jared drove all the way to that ridiculously big house and parked outside the front gate

-You came all the way from Vegas to check on me?- Emma suddenly inquired, frustrated at her father- you're fuckin' nuts! You know sometimes I don't answer the phone, no reason to panic-

-It wasn't that- he denied- I just, wanted to see you were okay for myself-

-You wanna hang out till we leave? It'll probably be a few hours-

-Sure, if you don't mind, I need a break from the car-

-Sure, c'mon- she jumped out of the Charger and ran to the door, since it was raining heavier now. She opened the door and they walked inside. There was nobody in downstairs, which meant the boys were packing or passed out somewhere. The first option being the most likely.

-Sam?- she yelled as she opened his bedroom door, scaring the hell out of him.

-Jesus!- he exclaimed, watching her smirk- Emma-

-The one and only-she replied. Her eyes roamed the room and he was, indeed, packing. He had her stuff there too, something she didn't want her father to know.

-When are we goin'?- she asked, closing the door behind her

-As soon as Dani's back from the hospital- he answered. He studied her for a few long seconds- or maybe after taking a nap- he added, grimacing softly. Emma sighed.

-I'm fine- she quickly defended, but then thought about her cousin- but I think we're all gonna need a few hours of sleep-

-Yeah, that sounds actually good- he smiled and gestured for her to get closer. As she touched his skin, she breathed him in, relaxing for the first time in a week. She hadn't realized, but she'd been working non-stop since before Danielle died. Ever since she saw her cousin being held hostage by a nasty sadistic demon, she'd been going like crazy, either trying to find a way to stop Lex, Lucifer or whoever the hell might come after.

Emma wrapped her arms around Sam and they stood like that for a few minutes. Until she remembered her father was downstairs waiting for her.

-Oh fuck…- she murmured, almost mad at her old man. She wanted to crawl into Sam's comfortable bed and sleep for a year.

-What?- he frowned, pulling away a bit to see her face

-My dad's downstairs…- she explained, and let go of him. She tilted her head, thinking about what to do next. "Motel or stay here?" First, she decided she needed to check on Danielle, then she could make all the plans she wanted.

-I'm gonna call Dani- she told him- finish up here, we crash here later, then we can hit the road-

-Okay- he was resigned, he wanted to sleep and recharge his batteries, but, Emma wasn't having any of that. With a last quick kiss she walked out the room, leaving him to pack alone.

-Dani?- she said when her cousin picked up her phone

-Yeah-

-You okay? Is Tony with ya?-

-No, he's restin' and Andy is with him-

-Alright, but sure everythin's fine?-

-Yes- she sounded jaded and tired

-Okay, let's pretend I believe ya. Anyway, I think we should leave as soon as possible. The boys are packin', and, if you can get here fast, we could sleep for a few hours-

-No, I'll leave now-

-What?-

-Somethin' pumped into my head earlier, I think I found a way to get rid of Lex-

-Excuse me? You can't just drop somethin' like that on me and expect I stay put-

-I'll pick you up- she suggested

-What about Sam and Dean?-

-They can follow tomorrow-

-Dani, this isn't like you, what's goin' on?-

-Loius called me an hour ago- she finally admitted

-Loius?- Emma was beyond confused- what's he want?-

-He said somethin' happened in my mom's old stock room in New York, I need to go check it out-

-What does Lex have to do with it?-

-That's where my mom kept her most powerful books. I didn't remember that till now, we need to get there-

-It's gonna take us a week to drive all the way there-

-That's why I wanna leave now-

-No, this is nuts- Emma said- come here, sleep, and we go in the morning-

-We don't have time to waste-

-Stop bein' an idiot, and come here. If you leave now, you're still gonna have to stop on the way, and you'll be more tired then. You'd been on the roll since you came back, it's not healthy-

Danielle's sigh could be heard over the phone. Emma smiled, she got her there.

-Fine, I'll be there in ten- she said and hung up. "Well, well, aren't you Miss sunshine?" Emma thought sarcastically. Maybe the whole death thing was starting to get to her cousin, it wouldn't be so weird after all.

The new day arrived with a strange strength. The Winchesters left with Danielle and Emma while Jared went back to Vegas. Anthony was with Andrea in the hospital, but he was recovering. As they drove out of the city, Emma noticed something was wrong with her cousin. She felt a new desperation and hope in Danielle. She knew she wanted to kill Lex and send Lucifer away, and she was damn set on it.

That scared her a bit. But the thing that scared her the most, was her own desperation and hope. She wanted Lex dead and wasn't going to stop until he was sleeping with the fucking fishes. And she sure as hell wanted Lucifer away, away from Sam. She thought that maybe sticking to the Winchesters wasn't such a great idea, but she wouldn't change a thing. She wanted part in that war, and she could do the impossible to stop the devil. Even if it meant going back to witchcraft and that dark part of her she left long ago. That part she longed, and desired.

"This ain't gonna end well" she told herself, her head resting heavily on the seat. Danielle was driving, music sounding lowly and the road was quiet. Emma could almost hear her cousin's brain working, probably thinking about that stock room and the books in there. There was a big chance the book they needed was there, and if they find the spell, they can kill Lex. And without his sorcerer, Lucifer was more vulnerable than ever.

Emma felt a strong binding towards Sam, that was true, but what pushed her to want Lex dead was an old revenge. That evil motherfucker had killed her mother. Olivia died in her arms, trying to pass the knowledge she acquired with her vision, but failing miserably as life drifted away from her. Lex had been the one who put that too powerful vision in her mother's head. She felt kinda better when the Cobain clan managed to screw his plan. As Olivia passed the vision on Juliet, Juliet passed it on Danielle, who called the shots. And she called them good.

-We should stop soon- her cousin's voice brought her back from her inner mumbling.

-Want me to call the boys?-

-Yeah, tell them we'll stop close to the limit with Utah-

-Okay- Emma nodded and grabbed her cell phone, dialing Sam's number. They spoke for about a minute, and quickly hung up.

And that was how things went. It took them six days to get to New York, and since Juliet's stock room was downtown Manhattan, they decided to go in carefully. In case there was someone waiting for them, Sam and Dean stood guarding the entrance, while Danielle and Emma got in, got what they needed and flew.

-There're hundreds of stuffs here- Emma commented- there were all Juliet's?-

-No- Danielle shook her head as she put some of the books on a duffel bag- those were Liv's- she pointed to a big pile on the right corner of the room and Emma began packing them. She knew her mother had been working on some nasty shit, since she wasn't the most popular between her pairs. But one book looked specially dark. The symbol she saw on its cover was the same she had tattooed on her wrist. It was a symbol of protection against dark magic, but it also meant power. The witch that had it, originally, cursed her sisters, that was the only way of killing them, binding them to limbo, or purgatory, or whatever you wanna call it. And that story was important, because the original witch left her talisman to her daughter. And that talisman, was somewhere in that stock room. It held the power of the witch and for the first time, Emma was glad her mother's stories paid up.

-Yatzhee!- she exclaimed, scaring Danielle

-What the fuck, Em?- she looked at her cousin curious

-I found it!-

-What?-

-I found the talisman!-

-What talisman?-

-Check it out- she threw it to her and Danielle caught it in mid-air. It was an exquisite design, she could tell. And she actually felt the power of the amulet, and smiled.

-Is this what I think it is?- she asked, her eyes shining with mischief and clouded with power.

-If you mean the talisman we're gonna use to kill Lex, then yes-

-Where was it? I remember my mom told me it existed, I never believed her though, I thought it was a myth-

-So did I- Emma was grinning delightfully and as she finished packing the books, she spoke- Mom told me the story, but never said she had it!- she chuckled once- she was one sneaky bitch-

-Aunt Liv, I love ya- Danielle murmured, putting the amulet away and closing the duffel bag- we're gonna need a few days to research all this stuffs-

-Yeah, but I already have an idea that would work-

-To kill Lex?-

-Yeah- Emma nodded, zipping her bag too-I'll tell you on the way, c'mon-

They left the stock room and got the bags into the Camaro's trunk.

-Everything okay?- Dean asked, once they were all together around the Camaro

-Yeah, perfect- Danielle smiled and Dean glanced at her suspicious

-You've got everythin'?- Emma's southern drawl often shook when she was nervous or hiding something. Sam had begun to identify the differences. Now she was hiding something from him, he was sure.

-Hey…- he walked to her side and rested a hand on her hip softly, carelessly. Emma noticed how tense he was, and she didn't like it. That meant he was up to something with her.

-Hi, Dexter- she said quietly. Dean threw a questioning look at his brother, but Sam just ignored him

-What about we switch rides?- he suggested, moving his hand in a quick caress- you ride with me, Dani rides with Dean-

-Why?- she was full on defensive mode now. She spun around, making his hand fall and her ocean blue eyes pierced his light blue-green ones.

-I just wanna spend some time with you- he replied, his face sweetly innocent, which Emma distrusted immediately.

-You can't take away my cousin- Danielle was faster than Emma then, since she didn't want Sam's head on the floor, courtesy of Emma's machete. Danielle wrapped an arm around Emma and backed away from Sam towards the car-How about we head back to Bobby's?-

-Why are you in such a hurry?- Sam asked, eyes narrowed. Dean didn't get his brother's sudden anxiety so he played judge.

-C'mon, Sammy, let's get outta here first, then you can bitch all you want- he pushed him towards the Impala and Danielle sighed in relief.

-He knows somethin'- Emma told her seriously, as they got into the car-

-Yeah, maybe it would be better if we keep a low profile- Danielle started the car and hit the gas, leaving the city behind. She headed down the country side, to Pennsylvania.

-We should stay at Bobby's and send them on some macho hunt-

-Yeah…- Danielle locked eyes with the Impala through the rearview mirror-it's not gonna be that easy-

-Why not? We tell them we've got research to do, that's borin', they're gonna fly-

-No, not Sam-

-Shit, you're right-

-Call your dad again and tell him to beat him up- Danielle laughed at her own joke

-Haha, very funny-

-Oh, don't be a drama queen, we'll kick them out eventually-

-Yeah, we better, there's no time to spare, I'm gonna have to do another trackin' spell as it is-

-Yeah, it sucks, I know, sorry-

-It's okay-Emma dismissed her cousin's words easily- I just wanna get over with this soon-

-Me too, Em, me too-

Back at Bobby's, the cousins were enjoying a peaceful reading. It'd been a few weeks since Danielle returned from death, but her mother's message was more present than ever. And now she thought there was an actual way of pulling it off, thanks to the amulets they'd been researching.

Turned out, the talisman, like Emma liked to call it, was exactly that. It belonged to a very powerful, very old (fifteenth century) witch. The first witch of the Cobain clan. And so it held so much power the girls weren't even sure they could manage it. But that meant they didn't have to channel Lucifer's demons energy to kill him, and that was good.

Though using the talisman didn't come without a cost. It was a very dangerous amulet, one that had to be used by a confident and settled witch. Emma was the person to do that. They already established that. To kill Lex, first they need to find him, not so hard to do, but then, they needed the talisman and a binding spell.

So, the girls were now looking for that spell. Lucifer should be easier. They needed the sword, but the boys assured them Castiel was willing to lend them his. So, that part was almost covered. But they had tons of material there to read. Their mothers' books alone were a handful, and Bobby was helping too.

While the girls were researching, the Winchesters were somewhere in Illinois, working a case. The initial lead was people eating each other, it obviously couldn't be something not-supernatural. Danielle felt bad for leaving Dean alone to handle his brother. She could feel something about him, he wasn't okay. In fact, there was an empty space inside him that freaked her the hell out. Times like those, she cursed her abilities, because as talented or gifted as she could be, she couldn't help Dean, and that pissed her off and made her sad.

Emma was also trying to cope with the idea of hunting separately. She knew first hand how Sam was doing, and though he was fine most of the time, he still showed little flashes of that old desire. The desire for power, demon blood and that high that only it could bring. And she hated the fact he might fall off the wagon. And still, as worried as she was, she knew Dean was ten times worse. She was special to Sam, and Sam to her, but Dean, he was his brother, and it gotta hurt.

But despite all that, they were pretty content with their progress. Two days after the boys left, Emma found the spell to bind Lex. While Danielle figured out how to use the talisman, Emma moved to another productive activity. Dean had called earlier that day and he seemed upset, and as she listened to the events happening in Illinois, she began to make her choice. So, now she was looking for a way to do something useful with a horseman's ring. They hadn't gank him yet, but she needed to do something anyway.

It was Thursday evening, they had left on Monday, when Dean called again. It was strange how their relationship improved, now they were almost nice to each other. Dean knew somewhere in his mind that Emma was an important part of his brother's life and recovery, so he dealt with her. But his most recent call left her with an uneasy feeling in the pit of her stomach. Something was wrong with Sam. Hunger, the horseman, was messing with people's appetites, and she could think about one thing Sam wanted the most, and couldn't have.

She was packing her stuff when Danielle walked into her bedroom.

-Where're you goin'?- she asked, her gaze fixed on her cousin.

-Illinois- she answered, throwing one was pair of jeans on his duffel bag and zipping it.

-What's wrong?-

-Dean wouldn't tell, but I know Sam's in trouble-

-Why?-

-Why, Dani,seriously? 'Cause Hunger's messin' with people's desires, and Sam is a first option for demonic rehab-

-Oh, fuck- Danielle let out in a growl-that's fuckin' awesome-

-Castiel is with them, but Dean already has his hands full with the horseman. Someone's got to deal with Sam-

-You never saw Sam with abstinence-

-I know how it feels, Dani, I can handle him, maybe even better than Dean-

-How so?- Emma threw her bag over her shoulder and walked to the door, turning away to look at her cousin

-I don't judge him- she said simply, and Danielle understood perfectly. She loved Dean deeply, but he was a one-way-mind kinda guy.

-You're not gonna make it there in time- Danielle stated, her brain already looking for ways to get her to Illinois faster

-True- Emma nodded, frowning

-Let's call Castiel- she finally said, smiling in triumph.

-Fuckin' fantastic, let's do it!- Emma checked her jeans' pockets for the item she needed, took it out, and handed it to her cousin-Hide it until I'm back, and wait for my call, I might need your help-

-Okay- Danielle nodded and hugged her briefly.

They went downstairs, and Bobby joined them in the living room.

-Castiel- Danielle said out loud, feeling like an idiot- Castiel, I, um…Please, we need your help?- it came out sounding like a question- Castiel?-

-Oh, fuck it- Emma cursed under her breath- I'll find another way-she stormed out of the room, to the study, where they kept the books. She grabbed a special one and sat on the couch, focused. And that's how Bobby and Danielle found them a minute later.

-What' ya doin'?- Danielle inquired, sitting next to her

-There's gotta be a spell here, somethin' that'd let me orb or whatever-

-Um…- Danielle was uncertain such thing existed, but, she humored her anyway, it wasn't like she could find another way. Well, she actually could, but that included calling Zachariah, and that was on top of her "things I never wanna do" list.

Ten long minutes later, Emma found it.

-Yatzhee!- She yelled, fist high on the air- I loooove youuuu!-she kissed the book and ran to the kitchen. She quickly gathered everything she needed and came back to the study. Danielle and Bobby were waiting.

-So? It's doable? – Danielle asked hesitating

-Totally, 100 percent doable- Emma grinned like a maniac and let the book on the desk, ready to go. She got her bag in one hand as she held the page of the book on the other-I'll catch a ride with the boys later-she chanted in Latin and waved- see ya- and just like that, she was gone. No cloud of smoke, no weird light, nothing. She just vanished.

-Jesus Christ!- Danielle exclaimed- I hope she went to the right place-

-Yeah, me too- Bobby shook his head. It still surprised him how they could come up with things to drive him nuts. They've got a natural talent it seemed.

-Wow!- Emma landed unceremoniously on her ass, directly on the hard concrete-Fuck!- she hissed and got up, shaking dirt from her jeans.

"Valentine's motel" it read. "Must be where Sam and Dean are crashin'" she thought. She'd used Sam as a guide for the spell, and she hoped it worked. She looked around, taking in her surroundings and fisted her gun, just in case.

The motel was a long line of rooms and she checked the more likely Dean and Sam would pick. Emergency exit, easy access to the parking lot and, two beds, very important fact.

-Bingo baby- she murmured, smiling. She didn't see Sam, but she recognized his bag from the window. And, she noticed the salt line on the window. Weird part was, there was no salt line on the door. Something wasn't right. Her clairvoyance warned her at the same time her instincts kicked in. A dark SUV drove into the parking lot, giving her enough time to run and hide. She got into one of the rooms and left her bag there, while keeping an eye on the street. She didn't like what she saw.

The SUV parked right outside Sam's room, and a man and a woman got out. They were dressed in black, like CIA agents or something. "Fuckin' ridiculous" she thought, lowering herself even more when the woman turned to check they were alone. They made their way inside Sam's room and Emma cursed and ran.

She busted in just as Sam was throwing a demon off himself. The female demon was on the floor, but quickly recovering, while the male demon was attacking Sam.

-Fuck!- she hissed and worked on keeping the she-demon down. She couldn't look at Sam, and that was why she almost screamed when she sensed movement behind her, then the demon's scream of pain, followed by a strange sucking sound that made her stomach curl.

-Sweet dreams, bitch- she muttered and casted a sleeping spell. The demon's head hit the floor and Emma jumped up. And wished she hadn't. The picture of Sam sucking that demon's blood like a freaking vampire was enough to send her on a frenzy.

-Sam!- she yelled, running to him- Sam, fuck, Sam, c'mon!- she tried to pulled him off the demon, but he was too strong. She was focused on Sam and didn't hear someone approaching her from behind, but Sam did, and turned quickly, scaring Emma, his mouth covered in blood, the unconscious demon laying there.

Emma turned just in time to see the she-demon lunging at her. She dodged the hit jumping to the side, but the demon fell on Sam, who had a piece of broken glass on his hand and cut the demon's throat, pretty much like he had done with the other one, and started drinking.

-Okay, that's enough, Dracula- Emma said and walked to him. She stood there, weighting her options. She wasn't going to be able to just move him, so, she'd have to hit him.

-Sorry, Dexter-she murmured and with all the strength she had kicked him on his side, sending him rolling off the demon, grunting in pain. But luckily, he left his killer state and Emma penetrated his senses now. His eyes found hers and she let out a heavy sigh. With that Sam she could live, the other one was too strong for her, and somehow attractive, and dangerous.

While they stared at each other the demons began to move again.

-We need to get outta here, c'mon- she helped him on his feet and they left. Emma stopped to grab her bag and they hot-wired a car.

-Where the fuck is your fuckin' brother?- Emma snapped. Sam sped off, to nowhere in particular.

-Fuck that, I'll find him- she murmured- Listen, I'll find him and your angel, and then I'll text you the address, if he found Hunger, then be careful, there must be lots of demons hangin' around-

He didn't answer. He just nodded, not even looking at her. A sudden urge to punch him on the face assaulted her, but she held onto her sanity. She felt enraged, angry, almost mad with blood lust. She wanted a fight, a good one that'd required her entire will and strength. But there was no time for that now, she had to find Dean and the angel.

Emma casted the orbing spell for the second time that day. She thought about Dean, and finding him, and when she opened her eyes again, she was outside one of those "all you can eat" restaurants. "How original" she crouched on the floor and sent Sam the text. She could feel the demons inside, and another presence much more powerful. It wasn't a good idea to have Sam there, she could tell, but nothing else occurred to her, and maybe she was going to need him later, who knew?

She made her way inside entering through the back door. The kitchen was a mess, a guy was submerged on hot vegetable oil, and she flinched away from it. That must have been excruciating painful. Whatever hunger that guy had, it led him to his death. "Holy fuck, what happened to this people?" she thought. She'd seen a lot of things, but that was a new level of evilness, even for her. As she approached the diner center, where the tables were, she could fell her rage almost boiling inside her, making her blood run faster, hotter. She didn't know the effect Hunger had in people and didn't connect it with her own state of strong anger. She took out her knife and held it up, ready to stab to death any poor loser who came her way.

-You can laugh and joke and lie to your brother, your little girlfriend maybe, or even yourself- she heard a voice said, a very creepy, very old voice. It was the horseman. He was talking to Dean, who was being held by two demons, while other two were just standing there, playing body guard.

-But not me- Hunger continued as Emma got closer to Dean- I can see inside you, Dean, I see how broken you are, how defeated you feel- Emma stopped dead on her tracks, listening- you can't win and you know it, but you keep on fighting. You keep doing the only thing you know. You aren't hungry Dean, because inside, you're already dead-

Emma's eyes were wide. Danielle was going to have a lot of work to do with that one later.

-Let him go- she said as she held the knife to one of the demon's throat. Dean stared in shock, but stood still, just in case. The horseman looked at her without much emotion

-You, dear, have a very unhealthy hunger for violence- he told her. He was a nasty looking old man, it creep her out. She felt something inside, an urge to kill, bloodlust in all its glory. She slit the demon's throat but before she could attack another one, someone grabbed her and forced her to drop the knife. She fought, but the demon was stronger. She casted a spell, and he let her go, but again, before she could do much damage, another demon had her.

They were holding both of them now. She wished for Sam to get the hell in already. Her prayers were heard.

-Let them go- he spoke with a confidence in his voice that was hard to miss. But he still looked like a mess. Dean's eyes widened in surprise, and maybe something close to fear. The horseman spun around in his wheel chair and faced Sam, who had a murderous aura.

-Sammy, no!- Dean yelled- please!- Two demons advanced on him and he prepared to fight.

-Stop!- the horseman commanded, and they obeyed.

-Nobody lay a finger on this sweet boy- he said. Emma stared at him- Sam, I see you took the snacks I sent you- and of course he could see that, everyone could. His mouth was red with blood, he looked like a crazy psycho.

-You sent them?- Sam inquired, eyes narrowed, stance defensive

-It's okay, you are not like the others, you won't die for drinking too much. You're the exception that confirms the rule. Just what Satan wanted you to become- Emma fixed her eyes on Dean, who looked in pain

-So, go ahead, slit the throats!- the horseman said, raising his arms in invitation. Sam actually seemed to be considering- c'mon, Sam, come get them!-

-Sam, no!- Emma almost screamed

-Sammy, no, please don't!- That was Dean's voice, raw with pain and fear.

Emma could hear Sam's heavy breathing, she could feel his power and rage, and it was intoxicating her. It was the most delicious feeling on history, she could take that power and enjoy it. She could take the horseman's power and get high on it. Emma saw Sam's eyes closing, as he extended a long arm before him and black smoke started coming off the bodies next to them. Dean caught her hand and pushed her away from the demons. He grabbed her fallen knife and waited, alert and freaked.

Sam seemed to be enjoying it. Emma shared his pleasure, but too soon, it was over. Dean looked at his brother but Sam was in control again.

-No- he simply said

-Well, then, okay- the horseman replied- if you don't want them, I will eat them- Emma wasn't expecting the sudden wave of power and it took her off guard. It was so strong it made her stumble, and she would have fallen if Dean hadn't caught her. The three of them watched in horror as the black souls of the demons flew into the horseman's mouth.

Emma was pulled back by Dean, but Sam walked closer to Hunger and began his little act of getting rid of the demon.

-I'm a horseman- Hunger said- Sam, your powers won't work on me-

An evil smile spread across Sam's face

-I know- he answered- but it'll work on them- Again, he focused all his power in getting the demons out. His expression was tense and he seemed to be pushing his powers further than they would go. But soon enough, black smoke began to come out of Hunger's body and Sam's nose began to bleed. A few seconds later, the horseman laid unconscious on his wheelchair and Sam was breathing heavy, and looking really tired and mad.

Castiel and Emma were the first to realize the effects of the horseman were gone. Castiel got up from the floor, scaring Emma a bit, and she let her body relax, knowing she was going to pay for the whole thing later. She worked hard to keep that violence out of her, keep the impulsive and addictive personality at bay. Guess you couldn't fight reality for long.

Dean moved closer to the horseman as Emma's eyes met Sam's. She knew how he was feeling, and he could see the resignation already there. She moved her gaze to Dean. He looked freaked beyond belief, and she could see that in his mind, there was only one way to fix Sam, even if he didn't need fixing, like Emma thought.

-I'm not gonna let him rot in that cage- Emma's voice was controlled, but serious.

-You've got better ideas?- Dean shot back, completely jaded of dealing with her

-Yeah, in fact, I do-

-Let's hear them- he wasn't going to change his mind, but he might as well deal with Emma now

-I'll take him out, he doesn't need to been put through all that again-

-Out, where, exactly?-he pinched the bridge of his nose, trying to keep focused

-I know a place…-she said evasively

-"A place", it's not gonna work-

-You've ever been on rehab?- she asked, piercing him with her gaze

-No…-

-Then you don't know how it feels-

-But I know Sam, and he's dangerous-

-I can handle Sam- Emma seemed positive about that fact, but Danielle had her doubts

-He'd dealt with this situation before, Em- she told her cousin- it's better if he takes care of it-

-No- with one solely word, she made her entire point. She wasn't going to leave Sam alone-you hear him? Are you listenin' to his sufferin'?-

-The man in there isn't Sam- Castiel said, and all eyes turned to him- he just needs to take him out of his system-

-Like hell!-Emma spat, sick of the angel, of Dean, sick of her cousin taking the wrong side- I let you bring him here, but that's it. He's in pain, and he doesn't have to, I know a way, he's gonna be okay-

-How you know? Uh? How can you be so sure?- Dean was pissed now, and his brother's cries for help weren't helping

-I know what he's goin' through-that was enough explanation for her, but Dean didn't think so

-Good, but he's high on demon blood, not meth or coke- His tone was condescending, and that right there was her limit

-Fuck you- she hissed, moving past him to the basement- if you're willin' to let your brother rot in there, I'm not- she moved before Dean could catch her but he went after her

-How the hell do you think you are?- he snapped, grabbing her arm and turning her around. That was the wrong move to do. Emma responded after years of hunting and training, it was a reflex. She punched him in the face and then kicked him on the stomach, making him stumble back.

-That's enough!- Danielle yelled, while Dean tried to recover and Emma stood there, watching

-You're not goin' to stop me-she was so sure of herself, it was hard to fight- Dean won't let me take him, then fine, but he's not gonna be through this alone-

-Emma…-

-Save it, Danielle, I don't wanna hear it- she spun around and opened the safe room door. What she saw right then might as well be her torture. Sam was sitting on a corner, his hands fisted on his hair, he looked like he was about to lose his mind. Emma closed the door softly and moved to sit next to him.

He could feel it, her presence, so strong and almost intoxicating. It helped, having someone there. Being alone was the worst thing, it was when he couldn't tell reality from hallucinations, and it hurt. He felt a warm hand touching his arm and finally lifter his head from his knees. Ocean blue eyes, full of compassion and understanding met him, and he wanted to smile. She was what he needed. She was strong, stubborn and dark, but she had will and she fought, not matter what. He was glad to have her with him.

A painful sob broke through his chest and Emma whimpered. She didn't remember when was the last time she felt like that. It wasn't just sympathy for what he was indulging; it was something closer to love. It was hard for her to admit it, but she cared about him. And if that was hard, leaving him alone was impossible. She was drawn to him. They were so much alike. Both trying to fight the dark side, both trying to deny their natures. She had to give him that, he was better at that than she was.

Emma wrapped her arms around his big body and he leaned into her. She remembered the feeling of losing control, ripping that demon's throat had felt amazing. The rage, the anger, all went to that simple motion and she was herself again. The Emmanuelle that fought, the Emmanuelle that embraced her instincts and used them to hunt. The basic Emmanuelle, a warrior.

But that person should stay dormant. The feelings she brought were too intense to handle. She was passionate, her soul was dark but deep and loving. Emma sighed against Sam's hair. She should stay dormant, but she needed her now. She was stronger and could take anything they threw at her. She was powerful. And she was the only one capable of helping Sam.

Slowly, Emma began to caress Sam's back. Soft touches that made him relax and calm. He needed to sleep, it was the best way of dealing with abstinence. Sam's body was heavy against her but she managed to move a little down, and he could take a more comfortable position. His breathing evened and finally, he was peaceful. Maybe a few nightmares would hunt his dreams, but Emma was there to sooth him. She was his safe boat, and as crazy as it might seem, she was unconditional by his side. It was greater than a mere affair, they complemented each other nicely, and like right then, she was the only one who understood him. Sam let out a heavy sigh and wrapped an arm around Emma's slim waist. She nodded in approval, feeling proud of him already. He was strong, he could handle this.