AN: Here's a chapter for the readers. Of course all chapters are for the readers but any way I own nothing of Supernatural.

Cabin Sweet Cabin

We pulled up to our new temporary home. It was a cabin in a pretty thick forest and it looked old. I gave a sigh and pulled into the gravel drive way. Everyone got out of their cars and headed for the door. As soon as I walked in I had a feeling I would go stir crazy. It looked like an old cabin and it was an old cabin.

"It ain't much but it'll keep ya alive."A voice said coming from a room not too far away.

"It'll do just fine. Thank you for helping us." Dad said as a guy with a bit of a beer gut and brown hair and a hat came out of the room.

"Make yourselves at home. I'm Bobby." He said sticking his hand out for Dad to shake.

"Nathan, nice to meet you." My dad said shaking his hand.

"And you must be Lizzie." Bobby said with a smile. "Nice to officially meet you."

"Ditto." I said shaking his hand. "I think I'm gunna go crash for a little while if that's ok." I said to Dad quickly.

"Alright." He said as I ran off to find somewhere to attempt to sleep.

I finally found a room that, after I double checked with Bobby, was vacant. I curled up on the bed and cried as quietly as I could. I cried for a lot of reasons. My back hurt like crazy, we were stuck hiding out in a cabin and the main reason was Ben. I had really hurt him. This is the bad part about doing what we do especially when you get attached, but it was for the best. He thinks it's all over then so does that stupid demon. I heard the door click open then closed. I rolled over ignoring the pain and tried to yell at the person to go away.

"Liz, don't even think about talking. I came in to make sure you were ok. I know you really liked Ben but he's safer now." Dean said in a voice trying to say that he understood.

"Why does it hurt so much?" I choked out trying to rein my emotions in.

"That's what happens sometimes, Lizzie. It happens when you really care for someone. You can't keep your mind on it for too long though." Dean said in a hushed voice.

"I hate muggles." I said rolling onto my pillow.

It wasn't long after that that I heard the same soft click and I realized Dean had left. Sure he may be a long lost cousin but he was already feeling more and more like family. I would need him and Sam to before too long. They would have to help me when Dad's time was up, but I switched my thoughts quickly. I didn't want to think about that for a long time. Apparently after that I fell asleep because I woke up to Sam gently shaking my obviously not wanting to hurt my back to much.

"Come on." He said as I turned to face him. We both crept out of the cabin and slipped into and slipped into the Impala where Dean was waiting.

"What are we doing?" I asked quietly.

"Something I never thought I would do." Dean mumbled not looking to happy but at the same time looking proud of himself.

"We're taking you dress shopping. You're going to that formal." Sam said as we pulled out of the drive way.

"What about the demon?" I asked really confused.

"Trust me if we see her we'll send her back to hell." Dean said with a smile.

"Alright but this was your idea not mine." I said sitting back as we drove to town stopping at dress stores.

We spent hours going through to many dress stores and by the fourth hour Dean was saying yes to every dress just so he could leave. The store people wanted me to leave too. They just started handing me every dress and adding a smile to their pained faces. When I walked out in an icy blue dress that was form fitting past my hips and flared out revealing a lace skirt under the dress that had swirls of gems forming around the part where the dress started to flare and a band of sparkles high on my waist Sam and Dean didn't say anything at all. Before I knew it we were driving to Indiana with a giant dress taking up half the back seat.

We were driving slowly since the dance was two weeks out. I wasn't happy with the slow driving but Sam and Dean enjoyed not rushing off to do something so I let them have their peace. When we got there it was two days before the dance. I was panicking.

"Why are you so freaked out?" Dean asked furrowing his eyebrows.

"Do you know how to fix my hair Dean? Because all the hair dressers are probably booked!" I yelled pacing in their motel room. Mine was next door and we all thought that was best.

"Shit. I forgot about that." Dean said staring at the ground.

"We can try to fix it." Sam said with a not so reassuring smile.

"Fine. I'll let you fix it but we might want to make sure Dad doesn't come breaking the doors down." I said quickly.

"We left him a note. He'll be fine." Dean said waving the problem off.

"Fine. Let's try to get some rest before you two burn my hair out." I said leaving their room and going into mine.

I spent the two days we had before the dance teaching the boys how to curl my hair. It took both of the days for them to get even close to a decent looking curl. When it was the day of the dance I had them start my hair a good five hours before the dance. After three bottles of hair spray and thousands curse Dean said when he burnt his finger my hair was done. It only took four of the five hours. It didn't look half bad either. My hair was in tight curls with small little twist in hair things to add sparkle.

"You boys did some fine work." I said smiling in the mirror. "Now time for my makeup." I said reaching for the Wal-Mart bag full of stuff I got last night after our hair lesson.

I started putting everything on. I even put some light blue eye shadow on and fake lashes that had some little diamonds on them like my hair accessories. When I finally pulled my dress out of the bag and put it on I was five minutes late for the dance.

"It's all good. No one gets there on time any ways." I said after Sam had a panicked look on his face.

We all got in the car and drove to the Hotel where the dance was taking place. Dean helped me out and led me to the door where he pointed to his phone as I walked in. It was a simple sign saying hell breaks loose you call me. I gave a smile as I turned and walked into the dance. It was some cheesy theme about love. When I walked in I felt like Cinderella. Everyone seemed to stop and watch me pass as I moved around the dance floor and eventually stopped in front of the punch bowl.

"You look gorgeous." James' seemed to suddenly appear next to me.

"Thank you." I said flatly.

"Ben's over there dancing with some chick." James said. After he saw my serious face he said, "Look I know we haven't exactly been eye to eye."

"Ya think." I mumbled.

"Let me at least help. Just follow my lead." He said grabbing my hand and leading me to the direction of he said Ben was in.

He quickly started to dance with me and gave me a quick twirl causing the bottom of my dress to flare out even more. Ben stopped dancing with the girl he was with and stared. I could see something in his face that used to be there when he was laughing, but it quickly faded and he gave me an angry look.

"What are you doing here?" He asked bitterly.

"I came to see you." I said quietly hurt by his hatred.

"Well you made it quite clear that we are nothing." He said looking back at the girl he was dancing with.

"She came back." I paused thinking of how to put it. "The robber…Dean and Sam didn't think it was safe so we had to leave." I said trying to explain.

"We're nothing and we won't be anything." He said as he kissed his date.

I stood in shock for a second. I flashed a small smile and said, "Well if that's how it's going to be. Fine. Don't worry I won't bother you anymore." I turned around and headed for the door. I felt like I was going to explode. I ran to the closest place that I could cry without bothering any one and that was out. Before I made it out though James caught up to me and stopped me.

"I'm sorry." He said quickly before I could run off.

"It's not your fault. You tried to help. Thanks but I think I'll just leave." I said pushing back my tears.

I ran out and found the Impala. Dean looked back once then drove off to the motel where he and Sam quickly packed our stuff. There wasn't a lot so it took like five minutes to get everything in the car. After that we drove all nonstop to the cabin. When we got there everyone was tired and Dad looked pissed. When he saw my face he didn't ask question. I sat on the couch and sighed feeling like I could cry anymore.

"What happened?" I heard Dad ask Dean.

"I don't know but whatever it was Ben messed up." He replied.