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Chapter 14

Sam watched as Allison pulled her head back slightly and looked up at Dean with tear filled eyes and a bright smile on her face. He'd seen that look before, only he had been on the receiving end of it. She raised her right hand from where it rested in Dean's on the edge of the bed and rested her hand along Dean's jaw. She whispered something softly to him, and even though Sam couldn't hear it, he knew what she said before she pulled Dean's lips to hers. Sighing, Sam left the pair on their own and walked down the hallway, dumping both coffee cups into a trash can as he went. He found the waiting room on her floor and sank his tall frame down into one of the chairs in the deserted room. He pulled his cell phone out of his jacket pocket and dialed a now familiar number.

"Hello?" came Addison's sleep laced voice and he sighed softly once more.

"Hey, Addie, it's Sam," he said and he heard rustling on the other end of the line before a soft click.

"What's wrong? Is Allie okay?" she asked quickly and Sam nodded as he leaned forward slightly and rested his left elbow on his thigh while his right hand held the phone to his ear.

"She's fine," Sam said. "That's why I was calling. She's awake and seems to be doing okay." He heard Addison let out a heavy breath in relief and he could just see her shoulders slumping with the effort.

"Jeez, Sam, you're calling me at the butt crack of dawn. I thought something went wrong," she said and he winced. He had forgotten how early it was.

"Sorry, I just . . . wanted to let you know Allie was okay," he said.

"What's wrong, Sam?" Addison asked, frowning even though he couldn't see her.

"Nothing really," he said with a slight pause.

"I sense a 'but' in there somewhere," Addison said and Sam smiled before he chuckled quietly.

"No but," he said, "I guess I just wanted someone to talk to."

"I thought you said Allie was awake."

"She is, but Dean and her are having a moment," Sam said through a sigh as he sat back in the chair.

"They're having a moment?" she asked with a frown.

"Never mind," he said. "So, how's the leg?" Addison let Sam have the subject change and even though she wasn't on the best of terms with him, she decided to humor him. He sounded like he needed a friend just then.

Allison kissed Dean with as much force as she could manage, but thanks to the medicine she had pumping through her body it wasn't as powerful as she would have liked it to be. Dean took over the kiss, as he wrapped his left arm around her waist and pulled her as close as he could get to her. As her hand left his face and gripped at the collar of his shirt, slowly Dean ended the kiss and pulled away slightly but kept her in his arms.

"Hey," he said as he moved his right hand to her face, "what's with the tears?" he asked before he wiped the tears that had escaped from her eyes with the back of his fingers.

"Sorry," she said as she sniffed quietly and gave him a watery smile. "I don't know what's wrong with me," she breathed, the tingling sensation still humming through her from the strange sensation that had washed over her when they kissed. She wasn't sure what it was that passed between them, but Dean obviously didn't feel it, so, it couldn't have been anything terrible.

"I tell you I love you and you cry," he said with a grin, showing her the dimples she loved to see. "Not exactly the reaction I was going for." Allison rolled her eyes and laughed lightly as she shook her head.

"They're not tears of sadness you nincompoop," she said as she moved her hand to the back of his head and laced her fingers through his short hair.

"There's a word I haven't heard for a while," he said grinning cheekily again and she rolled her eyes once more before she pulled him in for another kiss, a kiss he happily obliged with. Their lips had barely connected when a throat clearing broke the two apart. Dean pulled away from her completely as he turned to the door, and Allison let her hand slide down his chest, along his arm and into his hand. He easily took her hand into his as both of them saw Bobby standing in the doorway.

"Good to see you awake, girl," Bobby said as he walked further into the room and smiled at Allison. "You gave an old man quite a scare."

"Sorry Bobby," she said and he shook his head as he looked at Dean, who shifted under Bobby's questioning gaze. "How'd you know to come?" she asked, wanting to break the strange tension that had settled in the room. Before Bobby could answer, Sam walked into the room. He looked at Allison and he could tell the smile on her face was forced as she looked at him. He knew she had heard what he said while he was under the sirens spell, and he knew that he would have a few things to clear up with her; just like he did with Dean.

"All it took was one phone call to find out that Nick wasn't really an agent," Bobby said as he looked between the three of them. "Them I understand, but you Allie?" he asked and she shrugged with her right shoulder before she laid back on the bed and absently itched at the IV in her arm.

"When can I get out of here?" she asked Dean as she looked up at him. "I hate hospitals." Dean smiled at her and forgetting the other two men were in the room, he softly pushed back her hair.

"I'll go tell your nurse you're awake, and she'll send in the doctor," he said before he raised his head and saw Bobby and Sam looking at him, each with smirks on their faces. Dean frowned as he looked between the two of them. "What?" he snapped and Allison held back a quiet laugh.

"You going soft on us, boy?" Bobby asked and Dean's frown only deepened, as he glanced at Allison who was smiling up at him from where she laid.

"What? No," Dean said and Bobby laughed before he smacked Dean's shoulder and the two of them left the room, leaving Allison and Sam alone. Clearing his throat awkwardly Sam pushed off from the wall and tucked his hands into the front pockets of his jeans before he slowly walked over to the side of Allison's bed. She turned her blue eyes up to his hazel and looked at him curiously.

"Allie, I'm sorry," he said. "I didn't mean the things I said about you. It was the siren's spell talking."

"You know, I read that the spell the siren puts you under brings some of your deepest hidden thoughts to the service," she said, and Sam sighed as he shook his head.

"Allie, I don't think you're a problem," he said and she laughed quietly.

"I'd be surprised if you didn't," she answered and he frowned. "You and Dean are supposed to stop this Lilith from rising Lucifer and bringing on the end of the world. The two of you have enough to deal with and then I come along with my crazy, but well meaning twin sister and break through whatever wall he created around himself and settled in. I know you think I'm trying to take Dean away from you, but that's the last thing I want to do."

"I don't think that, Allie," he said quickly as he shook his head again and pulled his hands from his pockets. "It's just . . . Dean's . . . he's never . . .,"

"He's never been the way he is with me with anyone ever before, and he's different with me than he is with you. He tells me things that you have to basically pry out of him," she said and he let out heavy sigh before he sat down on the side of her bed.

"Yeah," he said and she sighed softly as she turned her left hand over and held it out to him. Sam gave her a shaky smile before he took her hand into his.

"I've told Dean things that I have never told Addie, Sam," she confessed and he was a bit surprised. He knew Addison hadn't told Allison about Sam meeting up with Ruby, but he also knew that the Farrell twins kept very few secrets from each other; and he didn't take Allison for the secret keeping type. "The relationship we have is different than the ones we share with you and Addie."

"I know," he said quietly.

"He's still your brother, Sam; and I'm pretty sure that if it came down to him saving you or me, you'd win," she admitted.

"I don't know about that, Allie," Sam said, but Allison squeezed his hand silencing any further protest from him.

"I do," she said. "I could fight with Addie until we're blue in the face and we've even physically gone at it on more than one occasion, but family is family, Sam. You're all Dean has just like Addie is all I have. It doesn't matter if you two are at the complete opposite ends of the spectrum on things. You'll always find a way to meet in the middle."

"Thanks," Sam said softly and Allison frowned.

"For what?" she asked and he smiled.

"For not thinking I'm a complete ass."

"Oh, I still think you're an ass," she said and his eyebrows rose while Allison laughed, "and don't think you're off the hook just yet. While I'm working with you two, I see many trips for ice cream for you." Sam laughed and squeezed her hand while she joined him in his laughter.

"What'd we miss?" Dean asked as he took note of Sam sitting on Allison's bed and her hand in his much larger one while Bobby and him rejoined the pair in the room.

"Nothing," Allison said as Sam let go of her hand and stood from the bed. "Sam was apologizing and I was telling him he had a lot of groveling ahead of him." Dean grinned at Allison, but the smile slipped from his face slightly as he looked at his brother. Sam met Dean's gaze across the expansion of Allison's bed and an understanding passed between the two brothers. Neither met what they said, but silently neither one of them truly believed it.

Nearly a week later, Allison was still with Sam and Dean despite Addison's request for her to come back to Chris'. For some reason, Allison felt that she needed to stick with the Winchesters for a little while longer. Almost like she could sense something was going to happen; something that wasn't going to end well. They were settled in some dive dinner, and Allison had gone to the rest room while Sam was on the phone with Bobby and while Dean tried to get the jukebox to play. When it didn't work he returned to their table and his barely touched food.

"What's up?" Dean asked Sam as Sam hung up the phone and started typing on his lap top.

"Bobby found something in Wyoming," Sam said just as Allison returned to the table, taking her seat next to Dean's.

"A job?" Dean asked as he looked at her and grinned while he picked up his hamburger. She smiled back at him and stole one his fries from his plate.

She hadn't ordered anything because she wasn't really hungry she just wanted to get a rise out of Dean, but he did the opposite of what she was expecting when he pushed his plate slightly towards her and returned his eyes to his brother. She smiled to herself and mentally shook her head. Yeah, he loved her; there was no doubt about it now. Dean Winchester didn't share his food with anyone and if he was willing to share with her, he loved her enough to share.

"Maybe," Sam said, answering Dean's question, and Allison looked at him as continued typing on his laptop. "Small town no one's died in the last week and a half."

"That's so unusual?" Dean asked through a mouthful of hamburger.

"Yeah, in a small town it's not like a big city where there are more people and the probably of someone in the population dying every day is far greater," Allison chimed in and both of them looked at her with the same 'what the hell' expressions on their faces. "What?" she asked and Sam smiled and shook his head before his eyes went back to his computer.

"It's more how they're not dying," Sam said and Allison frowned. "One guy with terminal cancer strolls right out of hospice. Another guy gets capped by a mugger and walks away without a scratch."

"Capped in the ass?" Dean asked like it was a normal everyday question and Allison pushed away her smile.

"'Police say Mr. Jenkins was shot in the heart at pointblank range by a nine millimeter,'" Sam read from the article on his computer screen and Allison's eyes widened.

"And he's not a doughnut?" Dean asked through a mouthful of fries and Allison quietly echoed his thoughts.

"Locals are saying it's a miracle," Sam said.

"How?" Allison asked and the three of them looked at each other before Sam closed his laptop.

"It's got to be something nasty right? Like people making deals or something?" he asked.

"You think?" Dean asked.

"What else would it be?" Sam asked with a frown.

"I don't know," Dean said with yet another mouthful and Sam looked at Allison.

"I have no idea. I've never heard of anyone surviving a shot to the heart," Allison said and Sam sighed before he sat back and grabbed his laptop from the table.

"All right," he said. "Get that to go," he said to Dean and Dean remained sitting while Sam and Allison stood from the table, Sam pulling his bag over his shoulder and stopping when he noticed Dean hadn't moved. "What?" Sam asked and Allison knew what was coming. They'd been talking about it the last couple of nights after Sam had fallen asleep, and slowly Allison sat back down in her chair next to Dean.

"Sure you want us going with you?" Dean asked and Sam gave his brother a look as he glanced between Allison and Dean.

"Why wouldn't I?"

"I don't know, I don't wanna be holding you back," Dean said as he raised his hamburger towards his lips, "and having Allie around is a problem isn't it?"

"Dean," Allison said quietly, not wanting to have that particular discussion in the middle of a diner.

"Dude, I've told you a hundred times," Sam said tiredly, "that was the siren talking. Not me. Can we get pass this?" Dean sniffed and looked at Allison, who subtly reached under the table and put her hand on his left thigh, silently urging him to let go, at least for that moment. Sighing, Dean looked away from her and back at his brother before tossing his half eaten hamburger on his plate and wiping his hands.

"Yeah, we're passed it," Dean said and Allison withdrew her hand as she stood up with him and after putting some money on the table, the three of them left the diner. Sam headed towards the Impala with Dean following, but Allison caught his hand before they parted ways and she headed to her truck.

"I think when we get to Wyoming, we should get separate rooms for while we're there," Allison said and Dean frowned.

"What? Why? Sam's snoring finally getting to you?" he asked and she laughed quietly as she shook her head.

"No, I mean, you and I should get a room and Sam should get a room," she said and Dean's eyebrows rose yet again. "If we have a moment, together you and I can let off some that steam you've been building up for the past week."

"Sounds like the perfect plan to me," Dean said before he gripped her waist and pulled her close. Allison laughed quietly, but her laughter was soon silenced by Dean's lips crashing against hers. Their kiss didn't last long, because Allison pulled her lips from Dean's.

"Sam's waiting," she breathed and Dean sighed.

"Fine," he said as he relinquished his hold on her and Allison stepped back from him as she pulled the keys to her truck from her jacket pocket. Dean went to the Impala while Allison went to her truck and the smiles that were on their faces couldn't have been brighter.

They were half way to their destination and Allison was following the boys in her truck when her cell phone ringing cut through the music she had playing. After turning the radio down, Allison answered her phone without bothering to look at the ID since she was driving. "Hello?" she said.

"Allie, where are you?" came Addison's voice on the other end. Her sister sounded on edge, which had alarms going off in Allison's head.

"I'm on the interstate heading towards Greybull, Wyoming with the guys," she answered. "Why? Is something wrong?"

"What are you going there for?" Addison asked and Allison frowned.

"Addie, what's with the third degree? You know there's only one thing that has us move from point a to point b," Allison said.

"Allie, I'm serious. What type of job is it?"

"Well, we don't exactly know yet," Allison answered honestly.

"Tell me what you do know," Addison said.

"No one seems to be dying in town. A man was shot point blank in the heart and walked away like nothing happened. Sam thinks that people are making deals in the town," she said. Addison sighed heavily and Allison heard some clunking from the other end of the line. "What are you doing?"

"Trying to get downstairs without breaking my other leg," Addison said.

"Why?"

"So I can borrow Chris' car and follow after you guys."

"Addie, don't be ridiculous," Allison said. "You can't walk let alone drive, and if you did manage to get here, there's no way you can take part in any fight that goes down." Allison knew then why her sister had called her like she did. It was the same reason why Allison had been sticking with the guys. "Addie, I swear, I'll be careful. If anything goes down, I'll come out on top."

"I don't know, Allie, ever since you decided to work with the guys for a little while I can't shake this feeling," Addison admitted as she let out a huff and sat down on the stairs she was unsuccessfully trying to climb down.

"I've got it too, which is why I'm sticking with the guys. I can't let anything happen to Dean, Addie. I just can't."

"So, he finally said it, huh?" Allison laughed, thankful for the subject change, and quietly cursing herself for not telling her sister sooner. She had been leery about telling her, but Allison could hear the slight happiness in Addison's tone.

"How'd you know?"

"I just did," Addison said with a smile, remembering her conversation with Sam when he had called her waking her up at dawn. It had taken her a little while to realize what Sam had meant when he said that their siblings were having a moment, but when her brain was awake and she was able to process what he said. She knew then that Dean finally told Allison he loved her. Figures it took her almost dying for him to finally say it. "Since you won't listen to reason and insist on sticking them, please be careful."

"Don't worry, Addie. You're not going to get rid of me yet," Allison said and Addison smiled again.

"Good." Taking a deep breath Addison switched to Gaelic even though no one was around to hear what she was about to say. "Be careful around Sam, Allie. I don't know why, but something is not complete right with Sam." Addison was surprised by her sister's words, but part of her wasn't. She had seen something in Sam's eyes when he had been under the siren's spell and it had been dark.

"I don't think he'd hurt me, Addie, but I'll be on guard."