Disclaimer: I do not own Supernatural or any of its characters, I do however own Annie.

--Okay, so I re-wrote the ending of this chapter. Don't get me wrong I really enjoyed this eppy, it's just a pain in the ass to write...or to me it is. HaHa. Anyway, I re-did the ending. And no worries, I am not finished with this story, I'm just going to be skipping a few eppys. But I should be faithfully updating this story, most likely Thursday's because those are the days I have off, or the weekends. Tuesday's I have off, but that's 'Kalli's-Lazy-Day'. HaHa. I'm so sorry, this is only like half of the eppy, if that. I've had a small case of writer's block. If anybody would like to send some ideas or help it would be appreciated! And I would definitely give you credit for it. I know this part sucks...so I honestly won't be surprised when I get some bad reviews. But anyways, here it is.

Dead In the Water

Opening his eyes at a soft creaking, Dean turned his head and swallowed, his throat dry at the sight of her stepping out of the bathroom in a short towel.

He watched as she quietly moved around the room trying not to wake him. A smirk taking over his face as he watched her bend and grab undergarments from her duffel.

Dean bit his lip as her arms moved to the front of her towel reading to drop it, but stopping, Dean cursing himself for shifting and causing the bed to creak.

"Dean..." She turned and rose a brow. "Were you watching me?"

His mouth opened and closed a few times, no words coming out, a lump suddenly forming in his throat so he settled on shrugging, a not-so-innocent smile taking on his face.

Dean sat up as she dropped her undergarments back into the bag and made her way to him. He sat there and watched as she stopped at the foot of the bed.

"Dean..."

Dean hobbled his way to the foot of the bed on his knees, staring on as her hands moved to the knot that was holding her towel up.

Dean pulled her mouth down to his, smirking against her lips as her towel hit the floor.

Groaning as she nipped at his lips.

"Annie..."

Dean's eyes snapped opened. What the Hell??

His heart started thudding deep in his chest as the bathroom door creaked open and Annie stepped out in a short towel.

He watched as she quietly moved around the room trying not to wake him. An uneasy look over took his face as she bent and grabbed undergarments from her duffel.

He moved to turn away, cursing quietly when the bed creaked.

"Dean..." Annie turned, a shocked look on her face as she held onto her towel. "Were you watching me?"

His mouth opened and closed a few times, no words coming out, a lump suddenly forming in his throat so he settled on shrugging, small tugging at the corners of his mouth.

Dear God, that dream was happening. Dean's mind started reeling.

"Dean?" Annie rushed over to him and ran her hand down the side of his face. "You're sweating, you okay?"

"Yeah, yeah." Dean's voice came out raspy. "Ju-- Just hot is all."

Annie nodded. "Well, just take the blankets off. Here..."

"No!" Dean grabbed onto the sheets, stopping her from pulling them away.

She arched a brow and moved away. "Are you sure you're okay Dean?"

"Yeah." Dean cleared his throat and sat up slowly. "I'm just gonna get a shower..."

Annie watched as Dean quickly got out of bed and hurried into the bathroom, shutting the door behind him.

She sighed and picked her undergarments back up. "Keep your eyes closed or turn your back please, Sammy."

"Got it." Sam said in a groggy voice, rolling over so his back was facing Annie, his soft snores filling the room a moment later.

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Annie frowned as Dean scooted a little further away from her. He had been doing this all day. He'd stay as far away, keep the talk to a minimal, and keep his eyes averted. It was really starting to worry and annoy her.

Both were startled out of their thoughts as the waitress reappeared.

"Can I get you anything else?" She leaned against the counter, Dean looking up and grinning.

"Just the check, please." Sam replied as he came back from the restroom, sitting back down between Dean and Annie.

"Okay." She frowned slightly at Sam before walking away from where they were seated.

Dean sighed and stared at his brother. "You know, Sam, we are allowed to have fun once in a while." He pointed his pen in the direction of their waitress. "That's fun."

Annie frowned again as Dean told Sam about drownings, completely leaving her out of the loop. She was going to talk with him-- or at least give him an ear-full.

"You know what? I'm sick of this attitude." Dean argued. "You don't think I wanna find Dad as much as you do?"

'I' Annie noted.

"I know you do, I just--"

"I'm the one that's been with him every single day for the past two years, while you've been off to college going to pep rallies. We will find dad, but until then, we're gonna kill everything bad between here and there. Okay?"

Again with the 'I'. Maybe Dean was trying to tell her something.

Annie looked down at her hands, swallowing harshly.

"Hey!" Sam called out, both Annie and Dean's heads snapping up. Sam sending Dean a dirty look.

The three walked out of the diner and over to the Impala, Annie opening the back passenger door and climbing in, Sam stopping her from closing the door.

"Hey, don't you want up front?" Sam peeked his head in the door when she shook her head. "What's wrong, Annie?"

"Nothing, I'm just not feeling all that well." She replied quietly.

"No puking in the car." Dean said from the front seat.

Sam shot his brother a look and turned back to Annie. "You want me to go back in and get you a Ginger Ale or something?"

"No." She smiled slightly. "I think I'll be better if I just sleep it off or whatever."

He nodded and closed her door before climbing into the seat in front of her, Annie falling into a light sleep not long after Dean pulled out onto the road.

Annie awoke to the car parked outside a police station, she climbed from the car and stretched her back before setting herself against the hood.

"Hey Sleeping Beauty." Sam smiled when he walked out, Dean and a woman behind him. "Feeling better?"

"Much." She smiled and moved next to him as Dean and the woman walked ahead a few steps down the sidewalk.

"Andrea, this is my-" Dean froze for a second, his dream from earlier flashing through his mind. "My brother's girlfriend, Annabelle."

Sam captured Annie's hand with his own and smiled, Annie waving slightly.

"So...cute kid..." Dean looked Andrea's way.

"Thanks."

"Kids are the best, huh?" Dean grinned.

Annie snorted quietly as Sam tried to hide his smile, Andrea ignoring what he said.

"There it is. Like I said, two blocks." She said as they came to stop in front of a motel.

"Thanks." Sam told her, Annie smiling in her direction.

Andrea smiled back before turning to Dean. "Must be hard with your sense of direction. Never being able to find your own way to a decent pick-up line. Enjoy your stay!"

With that she walked away leaving Annie and Sam to laugh.

"'Kids are the best'? You don't even like kids." Sam stated.

"I love kids." Dean frowned.

"Name three children that you even know." Sam retorted, staring at Dean before waving him off and going into the motel.

Dean scratched his head, eyes squinting. "I'm thinking!"

"So...are we like going back for the car or what...?" Annie asked slowly.

Dean stared at her, his jaw clenching as his mind wandered back to that damn dream.

"Whatever." Annie said quietly and shook her head and went into the motel to seek out Sam.

Dean stared after her and sighed to himself, he didn't handle that well. He sighed again and headed into the motel.

When Dean came into the room Annie head right into the bathroom, locking the door behind her. Dean sighed and Sam sent a look his way.

"What'd you do to her now?" Sam sighed.

"I didn't do anything." Dean frowned and looked at the bathroom door.

Annie finally came out a few minutes later and sat on Sam's bed, opening a book she'd been reading the past week and drowning out the two brothers.

"No wonder that kid was so freaked out." Dean shook his head. "Watching one of your parents die isn't something you just get over."

Annie's head shot up, Dean cursed quietly and Sam's eyes softened.

"Annie..." Sam started.

She shook her head and set her book aside, Sam walking her way.

"I uh, I'm just gonna go get a shower." Annie said quietly and made her way into the bathroom.

It was two and a half hours before she came out, Sam was asleep in his bed, Dean sitting up in the dark. Annie stopped and stared at Dean for a few seconds before looking down and making her way over to Sam and crawling in next to him.

Dean watched as Sam rolled over and pulled Annie to him, cuddling her to him in his sleep. He sighed and sank down into his bed, feeling weird without Annie next to him, which is where she slept since Sam had left for college. After looking over at his brother's bed once more, he fell into a light sleep.

"Hello Hello."Dean's eyes snapped open once again. He groaned and ran his hands down his face, he didn't know how much more of this he could take. What the Hell? This was Annie for crying out loud!

Dean grinned and rolled out from under his baby and grinned up at her. "Hey."

"So...what cha doin'?" She asked.

"Just giving her a once over." Dean stood and smirked as he watched her bite her lip as she stared up at him.

"Really? Lucky her."

His smirk only grew as he wiped his greased up hands on his jeans before placing his hands on the back of her neck and pulling her in for a kiss, Annie backing them up against the hood of the Impala.

"Go easy on her Annie." Dean grinned before crushing her lips with his again.

He looked to his right once again and frowned slightly at seeing Annie still cuddled into Sam, he sighed and climbed from bed, going into the bathroom for a shower. Another cold one.

Annie captured Sam's hand with her own as they followed Dean over to where Andrea was sitting on a bench, watching her son play.

"Mind if we join you?" Annie asked.

"I'm here with my son." She replied as she stared at Dean.

"Oh...mind if I say hi?" He asked before heading Lucas' way without waiting for her reply.

"You can tell your friend that whole Jerry Maguire thing is not gonna work on me."

"I don't think that's what this is about." Sam told her.

Annie nodded. "And he's awesome with...kids...in his own way..."

Sam looked at her, Annie shrugging as she mouthed, "Sorry."

Annie leaned into Sam as they watched Dean talk to Lucas, Annie smiling slightly. Dean was actually adorable with kids. She wiped the smile from her face as he stood and made his way over, looking at Sam then at Andrea, once again over looking her.

"He hasn't said a word, not even to me-- not since his Dad's accident."

"Yeah." Dean nodded. "We heard, sorry."

Sam rubbed Annie back softly when she stiffened, pressing a quick kiss to the side of her head. "What are the doctors saying?"

"That it's a kind of post-traumatic stress."

"That can't be easy, for either of you." Sam said softly.

Andrea nodded. "We moved in with my Dad. He helps out a lot. It's just...when I think about what Lucas went through, what he saw..."

Annie could feel her breathing quicken up and the world around her slowly start to swim.

"I can't do this..." She said before hurrying away from the group and over to a more open area away from other people.

"Kids are strong." He looked at Annie out of the corner of his eye.

Sam broke away from the group as well, making his way over to Annie who was trying to even out her breathing and stop her foot from bouncing.

"Hey, you want to talk about it?"

Annie nodded as tears started to fall, Sam embracing her but didn't get a chance to listen to Annie as Dean walked over.

"Come on, let's get back to the motel." Sam whispered in her ear.

Annie and Dean climbed from the Impala, Sam sliding into the drivers seat.

"Bring us back something good. Something greasy." Dean called to Sam, shooting a uneasy look at the Impala's hood and scratching the back of his neck. He chanced a look Annie's way, seeing she didn't notice as she was walking to their room.

He waved to his brother before following Annie into their room. This should be fun.

Annie used her time while Sam was gone to pack up what little she had back into her duffel, Dean coming out of the bathroom and noticing.

"What are you doing?" He asked slowly.

"Dean," Annie sighed, zipping her duffel. "we need to talk."

"Why's it sounding like you're breaking up with me?" He joked, frowning when Annie chewed on her bottom lip.

Shaking her head Annie leaned against the small dresser in the room. "I think I should take off for a while..."

"Okay, you can hang around town while Sam and I work this case then we'll take some time off when we're done here."

Annie gave a tired laugh and rubbed at her forehead. "It's just that I'm getting this signal, or sign, or whatever that you're slowly pushing me out the door an--"

"God Annie, no, I didn't mean--"

"I know, Dean. You're not the must subtle person. You don't exactly dance around what you say."

"Annie, that's not wh--"

"It's fine I get it." She grabbed her duffel and moved to the door. "Listen, I called Lexie and I'm gonna meet up with her, so I won't be alone. No worries there."

Dean shook his head and frowned more as she gave a hollow laugh at the end of the sentence.

"Annie, it's not you, it's me..." Dean smacked his forehead. "That sounded like a bad break-up line. It's just I don't feel like I should around you anymore."

"I know." Annie nodded. "And it's fine. You don't need me anymore."

"That's not what I meant! I can't be around you anymore and--and not, it's not the same anymore!"

"I know." She repeated, hand on the door knob. "You have Sam again, and he's not going anywhere. You don't need me anymore, Dean."

Dean stood and stared at her, trying to think of how to word what was going on.

"Listen, I'll always call to check in, it'll be like I never even left." His mind was in over-drive as she stepped out the door, a small smile and wave his way. "Bye, Dean."

Sorry it's not the whole eppy, I'm just not feeling up to it. I knew how I wanted the chapter and how it was going to be played out, but it just didn't seem to come up how I wanted. I typed, erased, re-typed and erased again and again and I dunno, it just didn't seem to play out. Damn writer's block.
This would prolly have been better and out sooner, but my dog Kahne had puppies (9 to be exact) Tuesday night and I've been spending my free time with her and the pups. If anyone would like to see pictures of them just let me know, I'll give you the link to the short video I made of them. :) -Kalli

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