Drew stared into the bathroom mirror, her eyes even harder than usual. She was not at all happy with the way things were going.

The tall, handsome Jack was angrily packing his suitcase at the moment, having been dumped just a few hours ago by her foolish sister. Drew was certain she could find some fun uses for him once she convinced him to stay a little while longer...

And the Corbett brothers should be behind bars right now for the kidnapping of her sister. That much was certain.

She scowled at her reflection.

She was going to have to do something about all of this, and the sooner the better.

Sam's search on the internet pulled up very little on the deaths of the Archer twins parents, which was strange in and of itself. They'd been just as wealthy when they'd died, so surely a prominent local couple would have garnered a little more coverage. And the minimal coverage they had received had cited the cause of death as a car crash, not a cottage fire, like Dean had told him. It was no surprise, then that Ash had missed them on his list.

But in the end, it probably didn't matter that much. They already knew that there were enough people that broke the pattern to make it impossible to calculate how many other kids with special abilities were out there.

And besides, after his conversation with Dean, he was already focusing his research elsewhere.

Dani awoke with a yawn.

She moved to stretch out, but found that she was wrapped tightly in somebody else's arms. She smiled to herself and pushed herself closer to the warm body next to her. She could not imagine a better place to be.

She risked sliding her arm back from around Dean's side and slipped her fingers over his chest. He felt nice and warm through the thin hospital t-shirt. And solid. She stroked her fingers idly back and forth, enjoying the feel of him.

She breathed in deeply when she felt his hand sliding across the skin of her naked back and coming to rest on her hip under the gown. He slid a leg between hers before putting his lips close to her ear and speaking softly.

"I can't believe we haven't been busted yet... It's getting dark outside so we must have slept for at least a few hours." His lips grazed her earlobe and she shivered.

"Ye-yeah. I'm surprised too." His fingers worked a sensual little circle over her hip and she strained not to moan out loud.

His lips brushed her ear again as he spoke and it was driving her mad. "Wow. You know, while I have to admit that as crappy as it was being trapped in a cave, snuggling with you on the hard ground was pretty damned enjoyable. But this... this is..."

"Better?" She finished for him, before kissing his neck softly. Two could play at this game.

He growled low and pulled her upwards a little bit so that they were face to face. "Yes, much better."

She stared into his smouldering eyes, amazed at how erotic a single hospital bed could be.

A throat clearing from across the room caught their attention. "Ahem."

They both swivelled their heads towards the unknown visitor and Dani's cheeks began to blush. Sam stood just inside the doorway looking uncomfortable.

Dean leaned back as Dani squirmed uncomfortably beside him. In the next moment they were awkwardly laying side by side, staring ruefully at the younger Winchester.

Sam ran his hands awkwardly through his hair and moved inside the room slowly. "Uh... hi there. How're you two feeling?" He ignored the umimpressed look coming from Dean and focused on Dani, who smiled slightly back at him.

"Much better, thank you." She pushed herself up and swung her legs out from under the sheets. Dean stopped himself from sighing his disappointment as she dropped to the floor facing Sam. "And thank you so much for arriving just in the nick of time back in the desert. I think I may have reached my breaking point back there." She reached out to grasp Sam's hand warmly and he was momentarily taken aback by her appreciation. Everything about this woman seemed so... genuine. She was so different from her sister...

"Yes, and just how did you know where to find them, exactly?" As if on cue, Drew Archer had appeared in Dean's doorway and was now looking hard at Sam. But it was Dean who responded.

"Drew, isn't it? We haven't been introduced yet." Dean flashed his most winning smile, but she remained cool. Officer Dalton slipped in the door behind her and Dean went on to explain. "As I told Officer Dalton, I called Sam as soon as I could get a signal on my cell phone... And thank god I got that call off before I dropped the damned thing in the Rio Grande. That would've sucked." He felt Dani's gaze but he didn't look back at her. He just hoped she didn't pick now to question his story...

"Ah, I see." Drew looked back at Sam. "I don't suppose you would mind letting Officer Dalton look at your phone to confirm that, now would you, Sam?" The syrupy tone of her voice was at odds with the coldness of her eyes.

Sam swallowed heavily. How could they have forgotten that side of the equation. "Oh, my phone? I think I left it-"

"Isn't that it right there?" Drew deftly plucked the phone from his jacket pocket and Sam could do nothing but stare daggers at her.

She flipped it open and attempted to find his received calls. Sam would have snatched the thing back if it hadn't been for Officer Dalton hovering just over her shoulder. "Maybe I should be doing that, ma'am?" His voice was the epitome of patience, but his outstretched hand didn't leave room for negotiation and Drew passed the phone over to him.

"Of course, officer. My apologies."

Dani looked back and forth between Sam and Dean, trying to figure out what was really going on here... and neither of them looked back at her, adding to her confusion.

She'd told Dean that she trusted him, but... Could Drew be right? Could these two men have something to do with what had happened to her? She looked back at Dean, not wanting to believe it. She'd grown so fond of him in the short amount of time they'd known each other... Could she have been that completely wrong about him?

The fear that crept through her body began to throb like an intensifying headache and she looked back at Officer Dalton, hoping her panic wasn't showing on her face. Her gaze fell on the small device in his hand, and a mantra seemed to begin in her head.

I don't want to know... I don't want to know... I don't want to know...

The cell phone started to smoke in the officer's hands and he dropped it to the ground when it started emitting sparks.

"Jesus. What the...?"

Everyone stared in amazement at the broken cell phone on the floor, Dani included.

Sam faced the officer, his face a mask of disbelief. "What the...? What the hell did you do to my phone?"

Dalton was as surprised as everyone else. "Son, I barely touched it. The damned thing just spontaneously combusted or something!"

Drew looked at Sam warily. "Well now. Isn't that convenient?"

Again, Sam was amazed. "What, are you kidding me? You think I had something to do with that? Like I rigged the thing to explode or something?"

Drew continued to eye him with mistrust, but now there was something else there as well: fear. Sam was certain he wasn't mistaking that.

"OK, well... I guess that ends that discussion." Dalton looked between Drew and Sam speculatively. "But I'll be damned if I ever saw anything like that happen before." But he seemed more than willing to let it go, and he moved to the door, shrugging. "Well, I don't have any other questions right now, so I believe I'll head back to the station and sift through the evidence." Drew was clearly about to voice her protest, so he hurried to continue, looking at Sam. "I would prefer, however, that you boys not leave town anytime soon. You take my meaning?"

Sam nodded, as did Dean from his bedside. "Yessir."

Dalton left the room and Drew hurried after him, her complaints fading away as the door closed behind them. Sam turned around to face a shellshocked-looking Dani, and his older brother.

Dean smirked. "If I didn't know any better, I'd say your sister doesn't like us, Dani."

She didn't respond and Dean reached out a hand to her arm. "Hey... You still awake there?"

She jumped a little at his touch and then tried to recover quickly, smiling nervously. "Uh, right. Yeah."

Dean studied her, hoping the whole situation hadn't freaked her out too much. She'd obviously known they were lying to everyone about their names, but was this whole fabricated 'rescue phone call' deal pushing her trust too far? He was about to speak up when Sam interrupted.

"So, wow- what do you make of that?"

"Make of what?" Dean looked confused.

"Dude. My cell phone exploded."

Dean nodded. "Yeah... yeah right. That's not... uh..." He glanced at Dani briefly before finishing. "... normal."

Dani looked like she was listening, but so far she still wasn't commenting and it was making Dean nervous. And he realized that Sam probably didn't know that she didn't know about the lie; maybe he thought Dean had discussed everything with her in advance and she was cool with it? After all, he did think they'd formed some sort of relationship... which in a way they had...

Damn, I need to talk to Sam. Alone.

He looked over at Dani again, giving her arm a tender squeeze. "You OK?"

She nodded a little too quickly. "I... yeah- I'm fine. But I'm guessing you two need to talk so I better get back to my room."

"You sure you're OK?" He tilted his face to look into hers. "I mean, that whole thing about me calling Sam... I can explain everything to you if-"

"Yeah, I'm..." She moved away from him and started to head for the door, still nodding nervously. "We can talk about it later." She swallowed heavily. "I better go."

And with that, she disappeared from the room.

Dean watched her leave, his heart heavy.

Shit. I've lost her.

Dani walked down the hallway, her heart pounding in her head.

I destroyed that cell phone. It was me.

After the initial shock had come the dread.

How did I do that? What if I'd hurt someone?

And then her sister's frightening words of a week ago slithered around her mind: "I can do much more than read the occasional mood swing from people, or catch the odd vision of things to come. I can do a lot more Dani, and so could you. With the proper training."

She tried to smother the welling panic, but she couldn't seem to escape one terrifying thought:

What am I turning into?