Bianca was back. She had randomly showed up at the motel, all of them on the same hunt. Bianca, however, wasn't happy because Kyla and Sam kept giving each other looks. Bianca had walked into the bedroom to use the bathroom, since she liked sleeping on the futon in the other room, and though Sam and Kyla didn't think she saw it, Bianca saw them looking at each other and smiling, Dean's arm protectively wrapped around her while he slept.

What Bianca didn't know, was that sometimes Sam and Kyla just talked when they couldn't sleep. It wasn't because they were in love. They weren't. It was just because they had always done that.

"What's up?" Kyla asked when she and Sam were sure Bianca was back out on the futon.

Sam shrugged. "Not much, actually. I'm really wide awake."

Kyla nodded. "Me too. How about we sneak out and go clubbing?"

Sam smiled. "Yeah. Okay."

She grinned, and then she wiggled out of Dean's arms and she and Sam got dressed, sneaking out to a close club, walking the whole way, Kyla's hands in her pockets.

"I'm still sorry I saw you naked." She said.

Sam chuckled. "Don't be sorry. I don't mind. It was a fair trade. You saw me naked, I saw you naked--and you and Dean are still okay."

"And now Bianca's back, and no one's going to tell her about it, so you have your girl, and I have my boy." I said.

Sam chuckled. "And we still get our best friends time."

"Meaning you have to dirty dance with me in this club. Like for reals, Sammy." Kyla said.

Sam sighed, but nodded. "Fine."

Kyla and Sam went into the club and immediately set to dancing. They were having a lot of fun and laughing and smiling, but then...Dean and Bianca came in.

****

Bianca pointed out Sam and Kyla to Dean before they noticed that the two had come in. When Kyla saw them, she gave a happy wave and came over, Dean in a sour mood.

"I didn't want to wake you." Kyla told Dean, kissing him happily.

When he didn't return it, Kyla frowned a little, and then Bianca took his hand.

"Let's do a dance, Dean." Bianca said, and Dean nodded, Sam and Kyla looking at them.

"She just took my boyfriend on the dance floor." Kyla told him.

Sam nodded. "Yeah. And now they're dancing like we were."

"If this is a rouge to make us jealous, it isn't going to work." Kyla said, and sat at the bar, not looking at them.

"Even if she just kissed him?" Sam asked, sitting down next to her.

Kyla looked over and then looked at Sam.

"That's ridiculous. It didn't mean anything." Kyla told him.

Sam sighed. "We're gonna need a few beers here."

After a little while, the four of them were pretty drunk, and Bianca and Dean were hanging all over each other. Kyla and Sam weren't as drunk as Bianca and Dean, but they were still drunk.

"We're gonna head back to the motel. Don't wait up." Dean said, and he and Bianca laughed a bit, going to the motel.

"Sammy?" Kyla asked, getting sad.

"Yeah?" Sam asked.

"You think we can beat them there and separate them?" Kyla asked.

Sammy nodded. "If we remember which direction to go."