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Leah felt as if she were dying a thousand times over. Sweat covered every inch of her body. She was shaking uncontrollably, fever burned all around her, and the she-wolf could not seem to stop from expelling everything she had ever eaten from the pit of her stomach. This was going to kill her. She had always known doing the right thing would kill her in the end. She never should have admitted to being an addict. It was better living in a world of denial. At least when she was living in the world of lies, she didn't feel as if the grim reaper were behind her and waiting to take her to hell.

"I hate your brother." She mumbled under her breath to Dean who sat next to her. Everyone had decided to take turns watching her, though surprisingly the oldest Winchester brother had volunteered the most time so far.

Dean looked up from his magazine, which shockingly enough was not porn and smirked slightly. "See now I know you are probably the strangest woman I have ever met. Every girl I know loves his sweet sensitive side." His voice dropped a few degrees in order to sound convincingly girly. "Oh Sam, you are so understanding. You know how we feel and how we think. You're so perfect and it doesn't matter if your brother got the looks, you personality is so deep."

Leah managed a strangled laugh. She rolled on her side despite the horrible pain. It was good that he was talking to her. The others usually just stared at her and it kind of freaked her out. It was almost as if they were expecting her to flip out and attack them, which she had done a few times in the last few days. Still, staring was rude and she hated it. "Well he loses points in my book for having the name Sam. It's ironic that every man in my life with the name Sam caused me pain in one form or another. I wonder if it is a coincidence or if it is more?"

"Seems to me like you need to spend more time with a man who has a much manlier name." The seasoned hunter stated with a sly grin. "I always thought Dean to be a pretty manly name. I mean think of the famous Dean's. Well I can only think of one and that is James Dean, but I am pretty sure that is enough."

The female shifter rolled her eyes while at the same time clutching her stomach as a wave of pain overcame her. "I always thought James Dean was gay. Not that he wasn't extremely sexy, it is just you know he came off as gay. You remind me a lot of James Dean you know."

His eyes narrowed dangerously, though both of them knew he was only playing. His goal having become to keep her mind off of all that she was currently feeling. "I will have you know that I am extremely straight. Not one gay bone in my body. I am a woman's man all the way Leah. When you are feeling better I can show you exactly how manly I can be. Once you go Winchester, well I can't think of anything that sounds the same, but you get what I am trying to say."

"That you're delusional?" She question as a coughing fit took over.

Her body started to shake violently and Dean jumped to his feet in order to help her in to a sitting position. He handed her a towel when the blood started to come up. Clots of it stained the yellow towel and the hunter had to cringe. He was used to blood when the killed supernatural creatures, but this was different. Even if Leah Clearwater did turn in to a giant wolf, she was still a human in his mind. She had been born human, grown up human, and then the arrival of another supernatural being had triggered her change. So in reality, her shifter status wasn't something she had ever wanted. She had done nothing to bring it on herself.

When the coughing stopped, the female shifter looked up. "You know, I think I am starting to feel better."

Dean raised his eyebrow skeptically. How could she be feeling better already? It had only been a couple of days. The detox process could last weeks if not months. "Really?"

Her whole expression changed to one of pained anger. "Of course not you idiot! I feel like I am going to die. I just hacked up a fucking lung. Do I look like I feel any better? Just shoot me and put me out of my misery. You know animals get better treatment than this. If they are in pain then usually they are either put to sleep or they get something to relieve the pain. Do I not deserve the same treatment?"

"The dead doctor said that if he gives you something for pain that it will only be something else for you to latch on to as a replacement for your blood addiction. You have to grin and bear it beautiful." He told her and reached over to flip on some music. "Listen to the sweet sounds of ACDC and try to not concentrate on your pain."

"Great idea you have there. I will just pretend that I am not being melted from the insides. I will pretend that I do not feel as if my organs are going to melt and come out of my ears. Let us just both pretend everything is peachy. You know the world of fairytales is not exactly where I am right now." She snapped and moaned in pain. It was getting worse. "Can't we just give me a few drops of one of the leeches blood? We can wean me off of it. That is a possibility right?"

Dean shook his hand and tossed her the magazine. "Not going to happen. So just relax and bask in my wonderful company. Besides, when they get back I am going to take you out for dinner. You get off on good behavior for not trying to kill me today. Thank you for that by the way. I have had enough death threats in my life."

TBC…

AN: A short chapter, but I thought that it came out alright. I am trying to update this story faster. It is just kind of hard since I did not see all of this last season of Supernatural and I am trying to catch up since we have them all recorded. I am not sure if I should bring in Castiel or not. What do you all think of that? Let me know what you thought about this chapter. It is just the start of the detox process.

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