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The girl passed by Dean and Sam and when she turned looked at them she smiled, but when she turned back around her eyes where jet black, but neither one the Winchester brothers' saw her eyes. They were too busy trying to touch each other. "By Christmas you'll both be dead." She said before she disappeared into thin air.

Dean and Sam hadn't wasted anytime when they got back to the dorm and now they were laying facing each other just watching the other not saying anything because they didn't have to they already knew what they wanted to tell the other without saying so they slowly fell asleep just watching each other.

It had been exactly two months since they had gotten to to college and things had changed some. The first was that Dean had a part time weekend job at one the local garages working on cars on Thursday, Friday, Saturday from three in the afternoon till nine at night when the place closed. Sundays though he worked from six am till two so he could have the afternoons free to be with Sam. They didn't really do much except study together and write papers that they had to do for class and then just watch TV till they fell asleep. They had gotten the routine down and the other three days that Dean had off Sam was working at the library in town they wanted to get enough money to get their own apartment off campus by the following year. They really didn't have that many friends if any and it had been almost a month since either of them had done a hunt. They liked the quiet of being alone. It was normal to them they even decide to take few classes online the next time.

Sam was on the internet looking up their grades at the moment when Dean walked in after his shift from the garage. "Hey, you're home early something wrong?" he asked

"No, he just wanted to close up early tonight. I'm going to hit the shower then I'll be back out."

"Okay, I'm checking our grades." Sam said.

Dean half smiled at him before going to the bathroom.

Sam wrote his down before he went to Dean's page. He went to the last two tests in their biology class and looked at Dean's grades. They were both D's. "That's odd." Sam said. "He was doing so good, why's he slacking now?" he asked himself looking at the English paper grade for Dean C- was the grade and Sam new something was up, sure Dean had been bad at English in high school, but he'd been doing so good till now; he'd just have to talk to him about it.

Dean got back in the room and sat down. "Guess you saw them huh?" he asked

"What's wrong?" Sam asked

"I'm trying Sam I am, but it's getting harder and the papers are getting longer."

"And you're not doing them till night before because you're working." Sam said. "You haven't turned in any of your History assignments. And if you don't pass the midterm you might as well drop the sociology class because you're not going to pass it."

"Then do it." Dean told him.



"No you're going to fucking pick your grades up or your scholarships going to be fucking pulled Dean and you'll have screwed everything up for us because you want be able to stay here and I can't live without you so I'll have to leave too." Sam yelled at him making Dean flinch. "I'm sorry." Sam said but it was too late Dean was up and gone before he could say his name. He knew he shouldn't have lost it, but he had he'd just snapped and it wasn't Dean's fault he was doing his best they both were juggling full school load Dean had part time job and so did he, but Dean worked almost twenty to thirty hours the four days he worked and that was a lot, but he got paid ten dollars an hour twelve when he worked over time. Therefore, they had almost two thousand in their savings now because of the jobs not to mention the hundred their mom sent them every month for both of them for groceries, but they used it for accessories like CD's, Movies and concerts, like the one that was coming up soon that Sam was going to surprise Dean with.

It was about eight-thirty when Sam got worried and got his coat and went to look for Dean. There was only one place that Dean would go it and that was the bar down the road from where he worked. He'd found it the week before they could be their selves there. Sam just hoped that Dean wouldn't go there.

However, when Sam walked out side he found Dean sitting on the hood the Impala and he had a six pack sitting beside him. He didn't say anything just sat beside him taking a beer for himself. "I know you wasn't really yelling at me, but still hurt." Dean said after taking a long pull at the beer. "This got something to do with the way things changed since we got our jobs. The fact we hardly see each other anymore?" he asked

"I think so, it's just I miss the way things were before we got them. We'd talk to each other by just looking at each other now I can't even tell what you're thinking anymore. All I see is that stupid wall you're putting back up and it scares me that you're doing that Dean. I never meant to yell at you and I'm starting to hate these chick flick moments too, jerk." He said

"You too." Dean said which got Sam's attention. "I've been waiting for two months for this." He said.

Sam looked at Dean, but it wasn't Dean anymore it was the girl from the library two months earlier. "Where's Dean?"

"Don't worry, Sammy he's alive, still in one piece I don't know." She said grabbing him.

Sam tried to fight her off, but it was too late she had him. "What did you do with Dean?" he yelled as the scenery changed to a cave like setting and he knew where they were. He punched her, but she sent him into the cave wall, which knocked him out.

Dean was starting to come to he knew he wasn't in the bar anymore somebody had knocked him out from behind when he'd went to the car. He groaned as he sat up everything was spinning, but he knew Sam was close by he could feel him and not just touch either he could since that he was there. "Sammy you awake?"

"Yeah, what the hell is going on?" he asked



"Remember that girl that we saw in the library that day two months ago the one that moved in to the dorm next to us, well she's a demon." He said.

Sam didn't know what to say at first. "So she's been following us around watching us."

"Yeah and the worst part is that Morgan's on her side too." Dean told him. "She's the one that distracted me when I came out the bar."

"Dean, I'm sorry about everything I said it wasn't your fault. I just missed you and took it out on you when it's not your fault. I shouldn't blew up like that and maybe we wouldn't be trapped here with two psychotic women demons." He said.

"Oh don't worry Sam this was going to happen either way." Morgan said "You see I've been watching you two since I first met you the first week of college. My brother even tried to get between you two, but nobody can, but I will that's for sure." She said grabbing Dean and pulling him to his feet.

"Leave him alone." Sam said.

"No, you know what's on the other side that door right there?" She asked them.

"I'm not going in it so I don't care." Dean said trying to fight her, but she shoved him towards it knocking it open. Dean landed on the edge of the rocks and looked down. "Sam." He yelled.

Sam had used the knife Dean had slipped him to cut free and went after Morgan. "You're going to die." He said grabbing her.

"Come any closer and I'll kick him down there." The other girl said. "And I'm sure you don't want him to go down south do you?" she asked going over to Dean. "I'd rather torture you myself." She said grabbing him by the throat and tossing him across the room.

Author's Note

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