Kyla and Bianca walked along in silence moving their flashlights over the sewer walls. Bianca had opted to look for the demon in the sewers, and Sam wanted Dean to go with him to talk to some of the family members who had lost people to the demon, and so Kyla had to go with Bianca.

"You know, I don't want Dean." Bianca said finally, the silence killing her.

Kyla was slightly stunned and Bianca hoped that meant things were good. She wanted to bond with Kyla--be friends with Kyla--she wanted to have a girl to relate to in this whole thing. Being friends with the boys was one thing, but there was something about female companionship, you know?

"Oh?" Kyla asked, not sure what to believe. "You seemed all touch and feel at the bar last night."

Bianca sighed. "It was just dancing."

Kyla sighed. "I'm sorry I'm being a bitch, I just--I really like Dean, and I got so jealous of the fact that you and him seemed all over each other."

"If you love him, you should tell him." Bianca said.

Kyla stopped. "Who said I loved him?"

"Sam." Bianca shrugged.

Kyla crossed her arms over her chest. "And what else did he tell you?"

"Just that you and Dean are no strangers to that bedroom." Bianca laughed.

Kyla blushed. "I hope he didn't mean it in the way I think he means. Dean and I--as close as we gets, we never get there."

Bianca nodded. "Well that's okay. I mean sure if he gets bored he can always just move on to the next conquest like that."

Kyla continued to walk on, not wanting to talk about this anymore. Sure Dean was a flirt, but if she could just show him that he liked her too, he wouldn't feel the need to flirt with other girls...would he? Great...now she wasn't sure she could do this anymore.

"Stupid whore of a man." Kyla muttered and Bianca stopped, causing Kyla to run into her.

"Hey...I think we're dealing with a really nasty thing." Bianca said.

"Eww." Kyla replied putting her hand up to her face as the smell overwhelmed them.

"Werewolves." Bianca told her, looking at the human skin on the ground.

Kyla gave a slight smirk despite the smell.

"Sexy." Kyla said.

****

Dean sighed as they pulled up to the house, and gave Sam a look.

"What?" Sam asked.

"What was with you pulling me off to do things with you? Couldn't you have dragged B with you?" Dean asked.

Sam smirked. "I'm not going to let you take advantage of Kyla."

"I would never do that, Sammy." Dean protested.

Sam shrugged. "You know Dean, you can say it all you want--it doesn't make it true."

"Sammy, just because I haven't said that I love her too, doesn't mean I'm going to compromise her innocence." Dean said as they went up to the door.

Sam laughed. "You practically compromise her innocence everyday."

Dean was going to say something in protest, but a woman came to the door and he instantly took to checking her out.

"Hi. We're friend's of Paul's." Dean said, holding out his hand.

She shook it. "I'm Karen, his girlfriend."

"I'm Dean, and this is my brother Sam. We wanted to offer our condolences." Dean told her and she nodded.

"Come on in." She offered.

When she turned her back, Sam nudged Dean in the ribs.

"Now do you see why I cant let you and Ky have alone time together? You're abusive to the flirting privilege." Sam whispered.

"So how did you know Paul?" Karen asked, offering them a seat on the couch.

"We worked with him." Sam said. "We were interns."

Karen nodded. "I miss him so much."