A/n Ok so i had a request for mor by my only reviewer so heres the 5th chapter. This takes place as if season 6 never happened.

It had been two months and Saturday had adjusted to life on the road. Her life with the boys was full of life threatening moments, humorous moments, some pranks and long nights of research. The Winchesters had each found a special place in her heart, and she in there's. Castiel and Saturday had also worked out the details of what Castiel's role in her life was. At this point she made it clear that she didn't want to go through the same thing as last time and that she wanted space. She couldn't risk him hurting her again. She felt safe with Sam and Dean, she didn't need Castiel around all the time like he was starting to be. She tried to bury the past and wasn't able to, it hurt too much at times to look at him.

The recurring dream returned every night. Every night she dreamt of the knife being plunged in her. She was starting to get concerned. She hadn't told anyone yet not wanting to worry them if it was nothing. But they were getting suspicious. She had woken up 14 times in the last two month startled and scared. At first they were finding her curled up in a chair, sometimes passed out, and trying to avoid sleeping. After about 4 days of this and her urges becoming more difficult to ignore they forced her to start sleeping in their beds with them. She took turns, one night in Dean's bed with him and one night in Sam's bed. Both of them were very different experiences.

MORNING 5:00 AM

It was early, earlier then Saturday liked but she wanted to fit in her bible reading before they left bobby's to start a new hunt. She sat up in bed being careful not to disturb Dean. He was a grouch when he got woken up. At least tonight she didn't have to worry about waking Sam up. He never slept. He usually was reading or something. She walked to the dresser and put on her robe and headed down the stairs looking over at deans sleeping body as she left the room. He had become increasingly close to her, sometimes at night he would unknowingly drape and arm over her. Sam did not believe her till she used her phone to take a picture as proof. She fixed herself a cup of tea and went in to the living room grabbing her bible off the bookshelf in the hallway. She entered the living room and was greeted by Sam.

"wow, you're up early!" Sam said to her surprised.

"I wanted to get some reading in before we head out later."

"Well, you're defiantly devoted" Sam said with a slight laugh

"Have you ever read the bible? All of it?" she asked him curious.

"A little, not all of it. I read revelations of course. And then genesis and then random things"

"That's the norm, most people haven't read 90% of it."

"Well I've defiantly read more than Dean ever has." Sam said to her while putting his stuff away.

"I'm surprised, I would think with your career that you guys would be scholars on it!" She said to Sam slightly laughing.

Sam stood up putting his stuff on the seat next to him. "how about I make you some breakfast?" he asked her. She stood up and followed him in to the kitchen. She was starving after all.

8 AM

Dean rolled over and realized that no one was in the bed with him. This was odd. Usually Saturday was fast asleep next to him; he surprisingly got use to her in the bed and even more surprisingly didn't have any inappropriate thoughts about it. This was the first time he had ever been able to sleep in a bed with a female without having sex with them. And surprisingly he enjoyed the casual friendship. He felt like he could be himself with her and not a horn dog. Sometimes though he did have a slight reaction to her when she would fist lay down in bed. He always had the urge to snuggle, which he didn't even do with the random girls he slept with. Having her in the bed with him every other night sometimes did cut in to his booty calls. He surprisingly has not kicked her out into Sam's bed on his nights, although one day he got the nights mixed up and thought she was sleeping in Sam's room. He meet a girl at the bar and brought her back to Bobbies and Saturday walked in on them butt naked. He blushed for a week straight and she teased him relentlessly. Dean sat in his bed looking down at the empty side wondering if she had a nightmare. He stood up and pulled on a pair of pants and a shirt.

As Dean walked down the stairs he could hear laughter while at the same time struggling. He walked in to the kitchen and was meet with Sam covered in flower and Saturday arms behind her back. Sam had her back pined against his chest. One arm holding her in place and the other arm out stretched with a spoon full of batter in his hand. From the look of it he had covered half of her face and neck in batter. Sam and Saturday looked over and saw Dean standing, staring at them.

"Dude, how are we going to eat if you guys are covered in it." Dean said to them. Saturday and Sam laughed but still didn't let go of one another. Saturday actually had a second to get the spoon and start covering Sam in it after she managed to get her body facing him.

Dean was standing there starting to laugh at Saturday covering sams face in batter when Dean heard castiels signature whoosh. He turned around and was greeted with a not so happy Castiel. Actually the angel looked extremely jealous. Dean's suspicion of castiels and Saturdays relationship was getting stronger daily.

Saturday and Sam separated once the notice Castiel standing there upset.

" hi cas, pancakes?" Saturday asked him trying to hold back a giggle.

"If the batter on you guys is being used then no." he said to them not realizing how amusing it was.

Sam walked over to the sink to clean himself up as Saturday sat down next to the seat Dean had planted himself into.

"Oh good you're here cas." Bobby said as rounding the corner into the kitchen.

Bobby sat in a chair at the table laying a pile of old papers on the table. "Guess what Sammy? I found a way to get your soul back!"