Teach Me a Lesson, Maybe I Deserve to Know

She was so excited that she had finally finished all of the researched she needed to do for her paper that she was nearly skipping as she made her way down the deserted dorm hall to her room. Toni had been meticulous when she planned out her school schedule so that she would have a weekday off in the hopes that she would be able to work in her dorm room without any distractions when she needed to study or work on a paper.

As she made her way to her room, she mentally tried to organize the information that she had accumulated over the past month as she looked it all over in her notebook. She shouldn't have allowed this happy thought to distract her, but she did and she let her guard down ever so slightly and he was more than happy to take advantage of that.

He sat in an alcove in the hallway of her dorm, reading a book while he waited for her to make an appearance. His class had unexpectedly been cancelled, so he decided that he would try to surprise her by popping by unannounced. He noticed her first as she made her way down the hall, humming to herself as she read through her notes and he quickly devised a plan to sneak up on her.

He chuckled silently to himself when she failed to notice him, but waited a moment before standing up and tucking his paperback novel into his right rear pocket. He was still surprised how quietly he could follow somebody, but it had been drilled into him at a young age that this ability could mean the difference between life and death, so he really should have been used to it by now.

He managed to get within arms' reach of her without being detected, so he decided to see his mischievous plan through to the end. He then reached out and grabbed the brunette by the right shoulder without uttering a word.

What he hadn't anticipated was that she had heard a floor board creak under his weight before he reached out to grasp her shoulder, so she simultaneously dropped her notebook while gripping his wrist with her left hand. Before he could react to what she was doing, the petit woman was able to flip him over her shoulder and he soon found himself flat on his back on the floor in front of her.

When the face of her 'attacker' registered in her mind, Toni immediately regretted her reaction and she whipped around to straddle his body.

"Oh my God! Sam! I'm SO sorry! I had no idea it was you!" Toni apologized as she kneeled in front of him with a leg on either side of Sam's legs and helped him into a seated position.

Sam rubbed the back of his head and with his eyes still closed replied, "No, it's entirely my fault. I should have known better than to sneak up on an army brat that can take on her two older brothers."

Toni was now seated in Sam's lap and she held his head in both hands to survey his head, neck and upper body for any serious injuries. When she was satisfied that she hadn't caused any life threatening or permanent damage, Toni pulled Sam's face to her own and placed a soft kiss on his lips. As she moved to release his lips, Sam placed on of his hands on her upper back and the other on the back of her head to deepen the kiss.

They finally relented and backed off when they both became winded and had to take a breath. Toni leaned into Sam's torso so that she could reclaim her notebook off the floor and helped to keep him in a seated position.

While her breasts were plastered against his chest, Toni breathlessly whispered into Sam's ear, "Maybe you should let me make it up to you."

Sam laughed softly and hugged Toni tightly and huskily responded, "I can't think of a better way to spend the afternoon."

She then tried to ease herself off of his lap, but Sam once again pulled her close. Then he started to stand while picking her up at the same time. He somehow managed to get to his feet with Toni's arms and legs wrapped tightly around his neck and waist. He then took a moment to ensure he was steady as Toni placed long lingering kisses on his neck and jawline. When Sam took a step forward, his momentum went backward instead of forward, so Toni unwound her legs from his waist and she planted them squarely on the floor but she kept her arms around his neck to pull Sam forward to keep him from falling backwards.

"Okay, we'll try the hot and sexy you carrying me to my room another time," Toni offered as she helped to keep Sam steady.

Toni then held his face in both of her hands and caressed his cheeks with her thumbs as he closed his eyes and nodded his head. She then pulled his face down and kissed him softly before she took his left hand in her right hand and laced their fingers together tightly.

While she gently tugged him towards her dorm room, she said, "You should rest a bit Sam. God… I really am SO so sorry."

Sam leaned against the door jamb of Toni's room with his eyes closed while she fought with the lock and key as he stroked her arm gently and said, "I'll live, promise. I think that I just had a bit of a head rush back there."

She looked up at him with a sad and sympathetic pouty look as she pushed the door open. Then she pulled him into her room and instructed, "You lie down and I'll grab an ice pack."

He flopped onto her bed and it seemed to shrink under his large frame. Toni turned to walk over to her mini-fridge, but was halted by Sam sitting up and pulling her into his lap. He pulled her toward him and Toni didn't have enough time to react so she let him engulf her mouth with his own in a passionate kiss.

They maintained their nearly desperate contact and only separated long enough for Toni to pull Sam's polo shirt over his head and for Sam to free Toni from her form fitting top. They maintained their feverish contact until Toni disengaged herself when she felt Sam working at undoing the button and fly of her jeans.

After she rolled onto the floor beside the bed, Toni heard Sam utter a frustrated moan and she smiled brightly despite herself.

"TOE KNEE," he groaned as he laid back and stroked himself through his jeans.

Her smile grew as she stood up and walked over to her desk where she picked up a magnet of a four leaf clover. She showed it to Sam as she explained, "Just so that Vanessa won't interrupt us."

She could still hear Sam laughing as she snaked her arm through a crack in the door to affix the magnet to their white board. When she turned back to him, Sam was nearly hysterical with laughter.

Toni finished unzipping her jeans and stepped out of them saying, "Shut up Sam! It was Vanessa idea, not mine! And it works quite well thank you very much."

She was now dressed in only her bra and panties as she crawled over the end of the bed and knelt over his body.

Sam had calmed his laughter enough that he could take in the vision of the gorgeous brunette that was now nearly naked and hovering over him on all fours. She leaned down and reclaimed his lips with her own and he worked at undoing his jeans so that he could shimmy out of them without disrupting Toni's masterful tongue in his mouth.

After his jeans hit the floor with a thud, Toni whispered, "Do you want to be on top this time?"

Sam laughed into her mouth, but still managed to flip her so that she was lying comfortably on the mattress while he was now holding the weight of his torso off of her body. He dipped his head in to kiss her while Toni hooked her thumbs in the waist of Sam's boxers so the she could work at removing them from his body. Sam had never shied away from her forwardness, so he followed suite and undid the front clasp bra before carefully removing it and her matching pair of panties before lavishing her flesh with warm open-mouth kisses.

Once they were both completely naked, they panted with excitement until Sam realized that he had come to her room ill prepared for this course of action, so he started to push himself away from her.

Toni quickly clasped his ass cheeks firmly in each hand and push his groin towards hers despite his vigorous protests.

She seemed to understand he was reluctant to proceed, but she kept her right hand glued to his butt cheek while she reached behind her head with her left hand. When it reappeared, she presented Sam with a square black package saying, "Always be prepared Mister Winchester."

After the third used condom was tossed into the waste basket, Sam held Toni tightly to his chest and nuzzled his face into her hair at the back of her neck.

Toni was starting to drift off to sleep as Sam moved her hair out of his way so he could nibble at the back of her neck when the vibration of her cell phone on the night stand beside her head brought her back to reality.

With an annoyed groan, she reached out and illuminated the message that awaited her.

After Sam heard her snort back a laugh he asked, "What did the text say?"

Toni placed her phone back where she had found it then rolled over so that she was face to face with Sam. Before replying she placed a warm kiss on his lips then said, "Vanessa said 'Don't worry, the whole dorm heard you get lucky. I'll see you tomorrow'."

Sam stared at her wide eyed for a moment and then he rolled onto his back and pulled her partially onto his chest.

Once they were comfortable he said, "Well after a slight intermission, I say we go another round and make sure anyone that missed that last performance is just as jealous."

Toni laughed but was too satisfied to waste any energy on a witty rejoinder, so she just let herself drift asleep in his arms.

When she woke up, Toni found herself face down on an unfamiliar, dingy motel room bed. Before she would raise her head to tip anyone off that she was awake, Toni tried to remember the last few things that had happened before she ended up on this bed.

"SAMMY! DOWN!" Yeah… Someone yelled at Sam. BANG BANG BANG Gunshots… A scream… Pain… Yeah, a burning pain. Wait… Did that bitch cut me?

She rolled her left should ever so slightly and could feel the barest tug of the tape that was holding down the gauze over her wound.

"…then we'll just gank her tomorrow." Well they patched me up so… Sam! "…Don't worry, Dean's gonna fix you up…"

Before lift her head to check if Sam had been the one who tended to her wounds, the sound of the room door opening froze her as she was. The heavily booted feet of the man that had entered stalked their way over to the tiled floor of the kitchenette area. As he unloaded some bottles into the fridge a door to her right opened and another person entered the room. Their steps sounded much softer, almost as if they were barefoot or wearing only socks.

"Any changes?" The male voice in the kitchen asked.

Dean she thought to herself as she let her whole body relax and then she took in her first deep breath of the day.

"She slept better today… Less thrashing and no nightmares," Sam answered with his voice briefly being muffled as he pulled a shirt over his head. "How 'bout you? Any luck?"

Toni heard the unmistakable sound of the top being popped off of a beer bottle before Dean pull a chair across the linoleum floor before taking a seat and answering, "Bitch hasn't been home since the night she jumped Toni. Her sorority sisters said they'd call if she shows her face there."

"Well looks like she got someone else last night, so we know you didn't kill her the other night," Sam commented as he joined Dean at the table.

"Yeah," Dean sighed with a tone of defeat. "And it was on the other side of town from where she attacked you guys. I just can't seem to figure out a pattern here."

Toni had finally rolled over onto her right side silently and she opened her eyes just enough that she could make out the two men at the table. As she watched them, they started pouring over police reports and crime scene photos. She tried to push herself into a seated position, but found it impossible not to let out a painful cry when her movements caused her crude stitches to pull.

Sam jumped to his feet and was beside Toni instantaneously.

"Hey, welcome back to the land of the living," Sam greeted her as he gently helped her to sit up on the bed.

"Thanks," Toni answered as she rubbed her left arm trying to get the feeling back into it. "How long was I out?"

"36 hours," Dean called from his spot at the table without taking his eyes off the paperwork in front of him.

"Really?" She almost mouthed to Sam and he nodded with an odd smile tugging at his lips.

"And… Where's my shirt?" She whispered to Sam hoping to keep from attracting Dean's attention while she sat on the bed in only her jeans and white lace bra.

"Sorry, it was pretty trashed after the werewolf attacked you, so it was easier to cut it off so Dean could stitch you up," Sam replied as he pulled a tee shirt out of a small red suitcase. "Here you go."

She tried to pull it on, but between the blood encrusted stitches and the mild muscle atrophy from sleeping for so long, Toni could barely lift her left arm.

"Let me give you a hand," Sam offered as he guided her arms into the shirt and gently pulled it over her head.

"Thanks Sam," Toni replied as she let Sam help her off the bed. Once she was standing she notice the familiar luggage at the end of the bed she had been sleeping on. "Umm… Either you guys have incredible taste or are those my bags?"

Dean looked up as Sam sat Toni at the table and shrugged replying, "We weren't sure how long you'd be out so I took the liberty of checking you out."

Toni laughed against the mug of coffee Sam had handed her and said, "I can't believe that Madame Robideaux let you do that."

"Well… She didn't, so I had to go with plan B… Umm… Don't be surprised if 'Clydie Anderson' becomes the subject of a missing person's report," Dean explained as he drank his beer and watched Toni as she looked through the notes he and Sam had compiled.

"Hmm… Guess that's one less alias I can use then," Toni mumbled as she remained focused on a couple of photos from two of the crime scenes.

"Alias?" Sam inquired without sounding accusatory, but allowed her to hear that his curiosity had been definitely peaked.

SHITFUCK! She cringed to herself. "Umm…" She started as she sat back and locked eyes with the two men across the table from her. "So… Okay… Here's the deal… And please don't arrest me, but I don't actually work for the FBI…"

She paused a moment while her words sunk in and when neither male made a move, she continued, "Okay… I have absolutely nothing to do with the FBI, but I use that as a cover when I work an investigation. Now… I totally know that it's wrong… Not to mention COMPLETELY illegal, but it's the easiest way for me to get the information that I need."

Dean started to chuckled and finished his beer then put his arms out wide as he replied, "Sweetheart, does this look like a place where the FBI would be housing their agents?"

Toni fell silent and stared at them with her face contorted in a look of pure confusion.

Sam walked over and pat Toni on the right shoulder and said, "Toni, I'd like you to meet my brother, Dean."

Toni looked up at Sam and them back at Dean, but remained completely mute as she tried to process this information.

"Wait a second… You two… You're not…?"

"No, we're not," Sam answered while he gently rubbed her right shoulder blade right where they had found her tattoo.

"Oh… So then… That's why you know about the weird stuff that's been going on… Why the werewolf thing didn't freak you out," she responded softly.

"Yep," Dean commented simply as he stood up to get another beer. "Turns out we're hunters just like you."

Toni put her coffee cup down then questioned them sounding genuinely confused, "You're a what?"