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Jinx could not stop smiling from the looks Dean was giving her. "Dude, its like you've never seen two girls make out before. Fuck."

"Oh you know I have, but never a girl that I had-"

"Dean."

"What? I'm just saying."

Jinx rolled her eyes.

"So, can I-"

"No."

"You don't even know what I was going to ask."

"Oh yes I do."

"Really and what was it?" he asked, already smiling because she could always read his mind.

"It was going to be along the lines of watching/taping or joining. And all of those are still a no."

Dean cursed under his breath; there had to be a way for him to get in on the action.

"Plus, Ace and I rarely invite guys to come play with us. We usually invite more girls."

Dean's jaw dropped. "Please tell me you are not lying."

"Would I lie to you?" She said with a grin as he studied her face for a moment; damn her for being able to lie so perfectly.

Dean was about to ask more questions about her and Ace and who else had been invited when her cell rang. "Sholom Ari."

Then she continued in Arabic from there.

Dean hit the steering wheel; her and Ace with the Arabic was getting really old really fast. When she hung up, she was smiling. "Who was that?"

"Just a friend of mine and Ace's."

"A hot one."

Jinx sunk back into the seat a bit more. "Oh yeah. He's really hot."

Dean made a face, causing Jinx to laugh. "You're so easy to get."

"I'm easy? Tell me Jinxy, how long have you been chasin females?"

"I don't know Dean, how long have you?" Jinx gave him the same cocky grin he normally flashed; he couldn't help but smile.

"Now this is a story I need to hear."

"You should read Penthouse more." Dean nearly crashed the car.

Sam couldn't look at Ace straight after he had seen what he had. "So, you and Jinx, I mean Jinx and you-"

"Were making out. Yes that is what that was Sam. Two girls making out on a motel bed. Like live porn or something."

Sam nearly stopped breathing at the possibilities; he needed to stop hanging about his brother. "And do you two-"

"Sam?"

"Yeah?"

"Can we save this talk for another time? We have research."

He looked at her, she was right of course, but not about the research part. "There's no case Ace. Come on, tell me you don't think this is all about Dean's inability to deal with our parents being dead."

Ace looked down. "As you know Sam, its not something easily gotten over."

"And I don't want him getting over it, I want him dealing, not, not-"

"Running around like everything is okay? That is how some people deal Sam."

Ace sighed, shaking her head. Seeing Ari again was going to bring up some old wounds she was not sure she was ready to have cut right back open. But she was going to have to deal with it; she missed him and she knew Jinx missed him too.

When her cell rang she answered without knowing. "What?"

"Dude, what were we talking about earlier?"

"What do you mean?"

"Is that Jinx?" Ace rolled her eyes at Sam and continued to listen to Jinx ramble. "Remember, I kill you, I-"

"Bring you back. How could I forget?"

"We both did." Ace started thinking about what it could be as Jinx spoke. "Daddy teaches Greek, look there first."

"I'm not stupid you now."

"Oh I know."

"I hate you both." Ace heard Dean yells; she laughed.

"Tell Pinky right back at him."

"Will do." Jinx made a couple of kisses noises then hung up.

She looked up at Sam who was waiting for her to give him something. "So, you and Jinx made up?"

"Huh?"

"Don't play stupid with me Sam."

"Yeah, we talked."

Her eyes narrowed. "Is that all?"

"Yes that was all. I don't know why you and my brother think Jinx and I are having sex."

"So you're not?"

"No, we're not."

"But you want to?"

Sam exhaled, as if annoyed and trying to find the answer; Ace smiled. "I'm just screwing with you, but if you hurt her, I'll let Baby on you." Baby's head perked up and he growled. Sam paled. "Good boy." Ace said as she turned on her laptop and started telling Sam about her and Jinx's theory.

Jinx followed Dean as he walked up to Angela's house. She looked at Dean and shook her head. Dean turned and looked at her. He gave her a little smile.

"So, you wanna do the lock or should I?" Dean asked.

"I'll do it. We'll get in quicker that way," Jinx said.

"I can pick a lock. And pretty damn fast too."

"Not as fast as me."

"That's cause you're easy."

"Wow, Dean. You sure know how to charm the ladies."

Jinx smiled at him and moved in front of him. They went up to the front door. Dean kept watch as Jinx picked the lock in five seconds flat. She stood up and they walked through the door looking around to see if anyone was there, like her father.

Jinx and Dean walked into the foyer and got a good view of the living room and kitchen. Nothing really of interest there. Jinx saw a box on the kitchen counter; someone must have been packing up Angela's stuff. Dean went over and picked up a picture of Angela from a bookshelf. He looked at it then looked at Jinx.

"She wasn't half bad," he said

"And that Dean is way you have no long lasting relationship."

"Like you do," he snorted looking at the picture again. He saw a girl come out of a back room in the glass. For a moment he thought it could be Angela. Then he got a better look at her and realized it wasn't.

"Who are you? What do you want?" the girl yelled locking herself in a room.

Jinx whirled around and watched as Dean went to the door.

"Wait, we're... Angela's cousins!" he yelled.

"What?"

"Her dad sent us to pick up her things," Dean looked at Jinx. Jinx smiled and leaned against the wall. She had to give Dean one thing, he worked very well under pressure.

"Yeah, my name's Alan... Alan Standwick. I'm with my... sister, Ursula."

Jinx glared at Dean. He had to give her a stupid name.

"Her dad didn't say you were coming," the girl said opening the door. Dean smiled at her. She wasn't half bad either.

"Well, how else would we have the keys to your place?" Jinx asked holding up a key ring.

Dean smirked a little. The girl nodded and said something about getting dressed. The door closed again. Dean went over to Jinx.

"That went well," he said.

"Next time we look in the windows beforehand."

"But where's the fun in that?"

Ace took off her glasses off and rubbed her eyes. She stood up and stretched. She turned and saw Sam close a book and toss it aside.

"Nothing?" she asked.

"Nothing at all on zombies. Are you sure-," he started.

"It makes sense, Sam. You know it does. And the ancient Greek book the father had..."

"What about it?"

"Something is just... It sounds familiar but I have no clue why."

"Maybe you heard it somewhere before."

"I just..."

Sam watched as Ace trailed off and started to pace. She kept muttering to herself the whole time. He raised an eyebrow. She stopped and raked a hand though her hair. She then looked up at him.

"Maybe I heard it somewhere, but... DAD!" she finally said whirling around and grabbing her laptop.

"Ace, you okay?" he asked.

"The Greeks believed in the ability to raise the dead. Not very many people know about that. My dad, he taught me all about the ancient civilizations."

"Okay, but how-."

"Shh, Sam. I am thinking. I can't think and talk at the same time."

"Alright."

Ace clicked away on her laptop. She went through all of her father's files as quickly as she could. She still didn't find what she was looking for. She cursed and marched over to her bag. She dumped it on the floor and started going though the mountain of crap that had fallen out. Sam leaned over and resisted the urge to comment on how much junk she had in her purse. He watched as she shoved files, notebooks, lip glosses, compacts, tampons and everything else it seemed. She then opened a CD case. She smiled.

"Yahtzee," she said getting up.

Ace went over to the laptop and shoved the CD in the disc drive. She waited then smiled. On her screen were all of her father's notes on the ancient Greeks and their beliefs on raising the dead. Too bad her father had decided to type them up in Portuguese, his mother's native tongue and the one language Ace still had trouble with. She cracked her knuckles and sat down. She looked up at Sam.

"You wanna make a Starbucks and McDonald run for me?" she asked.

"Dean took the impala."

Ace pointed to the mess on the floor. Sam looked and saw a keychain resting under three tubes of mascara. He looked back at Ace.

"Keys to Lila. Just don't scratch her," Ace said going back to the computer screen.

"Jinx would kill me."

"Only if she found out. And I'm not going to tell her. Are you?"

"You are bad."

"No, I just need coffee and my fave food to concentrate. Please Sammy?" Ace asked batting her eyelashes at him.

Sam laughed a little and got up. He bent down and grabbed the keys from the floor. He looked at Ace. She gave him a huge smile and suddenly Sam saw why Dean liked her.

"What do you want?" he asked.

"Double quarter pounder with cheese, large fries, middle diet coke, and... Ten chicken nuggets."

"Diet coke?"

"What? I have to have something without calories if I'm going to eat everything else."

Ace watched him leave. She turned and stared at the screen. She sighed and grabbed the legal pad and pen. This was going to take a while.

When Laura came back in, she was dressed in a dark track suit, a tissue in her hands. "So, you saw a side of Angela we never did, a part the family never did. What was she like?"

"She was great, just so,"

"Great?" Jinx offered as she nodded, sobbing. Jinx looked at Dean and he nodded. "Where is your bathroom?" she asked as Laura pointed, still sobbing.

Jinx walked down the hall and made sure she couldnt be seen from the living room as she walked into a bedroom, instantly knowing it was Angela's. "If I was a perfect little goody goody sweet girl, where would I put my deep dark secrets?" Jinx sighed. "I suck at this."

She was good at looking through poeple's things without leaving a trace. Memory was a good thing to have in this line of business. When she opened the nightstand draw, there was a diary. "Bongo." Her phone vibrated in her pocket.

It was a 911 from Dean. Jinx quickly stuffed the diary down the front of her shirt, making sure it wasnt visible when Laura walked in.

"What are you doing in here?"

Jinx thought about Billy, causing tears to form in her eyes. "I um, I just miss her you know?" she said as Laura nodded, walking over and hugging her.

Jinx hugged back awkwardly as Dean walked up behind them, smirking. Jinx flipped him off. She missed the concerned look on his face when he saw the tears; he knew the difference between real and fake, and those were real. Laura only pulled back when her own cell rang and she answered it.

A moment later, they heard Laura crying harder. They looked at each other, as if saying, "What now?" Dean walked over and tried to coax it out of her.

After about ten minutes of sob speak, they got it out of her; Angela's boyfriend Bret had commited suicide. "We should go now." Jinx said as she pulled Dean out. Sobbing women was not something either of them liked.

"What was that about?"

"I got the girls diary."

"Thank god. It better have been worth it."

"You know I would have smacked the bitch for crying if I had to stay in there with her alone." Dean chuckled as they got in the car.

"So, speaking of crying. What was up with you crying?"

"Its called acting Dean."

"Those were real tears Jinxy. Whats up?"

"Nothing. I just had to think about something sad."

"Which was?"

"Lila getting stolen."

Dean was quiet a moment before they both busted out laughing. "That is sad."

As they drove back to the motel, Jinx sighed. "Is it just me, or was Laura a little too upset over Bret being dead?"

Dean thought for a moment. "Yeah. You're right. I guess its time to start reading about her deepest-"

"Darkest thoughts? I'm going to need a red bull or something."

"You drink that shit."

"Oh yeah. I'm addicted."

Dean rolled his eyes as he pulled into a gas station. "Go grab it, i'll fill her up."

"You want anything?"

"Just grab me something." he said as Jinx nodded as she walked in. Dean was worried about her; there was something she was hiding, and he hated to admit it, but she was better at it then he was.

When they pulled into the motels parking lot, Jinx couldn't breath. "Dean?"

"Yeah."

"What's missing here?" she asked as he looked around, then back at her; Jinx was turning blue.

"Jinx breath."

"Lila is gone."

"Just breath. Maybe Ace or Sam-"

"NO! She knows, she knows-"

"Okay, okay," he said as he wrapped his arm around her shoulder, guiding her into the room. "You'll be okay. Lets just get back to the room, see whats going on before you pass out."

"I am not going to pass out." she weezed as he simply nodded and opened the door.

Ace was sitting at the table, looking up when they walked in. She looked worried when she saw Jinx. "What happened?"

"Where's Sammy?"

"What happened?"

"Lila...missing..."

"Jinxy, baby calm down. Sam took it-"

"WHAT!" She had stopped turning blue and was now turning red.

"Oh shit." Dean stepped away from here, not wanting to get hurt.

"Sam went to get me something to eat and-"

"Ace." she said cooly, Ace swallowed hard. "What is the rule about Lila?"

"Jinx-"

"What is the rule?"

"No one drives Lila and if they do-"

"Permission first."

"But I was hungry." "

Ace."

"Hungry. Starving."

Jinx pointed at her. "I am punishing you later."

"Can I watch?" Dean asked as Jinx turned to him, her stare deadly.

A moment later, Sam walked in with a McDonald's bag and cups from Starbucks.

When Jinx turned and looked at him, he nearly dropped everything. "Sam."

"Oh boy Sammy, you are in trouble."

Jinx was steaming. "I would put everything you are holding down, now." Sam quickly set all of it down as Jinx looked at Ace and Dean. "I will deal with you later. We will be back. Well, I will." Jinx grabbed Sam roughly and pushed him out of the room, slamming the door behind her; Sam was in big trouble.

Ace looked at the door feeling a little guilty. She then looked at the McDonald's bag and the Starbucks cups. She went over and grabbed a cup and took a long sip. She sighed then grabbed the bag of food.

"So, my brother is going to die so you could have some coffee and junk food?" Dean asked walking over to her.

"Yep. He is going to die for a noble cause," she said opening the bag and pulling out a fry.

"You going to share?"

"Nope, I was an only child. Only children don't know how to share."

Dean walked over to the dinette set. He leaned over her shoulder. He leaned down so his lips brushed her ear. He felt her tense up and saw a blush form across her chest. God, that was hot.

"If you share with me, I'll share with you," he said seductively licking her ear slightly.

Ace bit her tongue not to moan. She then shoved more fries in her mouth and continued to stare at the computer screen. She could ignore him; she was a master at... What the fuck did he think he was doing?

Dean ran his hand down Ace's side to her thigh. He rested his hand on her bare thigh then slowly slide it up all the while nipping at her neck. He felt her stiffen up and heard her breathing get deeper and heavier. His hand reached her skirt. He slide his fingers underneath the denim. He suddenly knew that this wasn't a game anymore; he wanted her. He, Dean Winchester, wanted prissy Ace Nirvana. Yeah, this was a joke being played on him.

Ace looked down and watched as Dean hand disappeared more under skirt. She dropped the bag on the table and reached to stop him. She felt his other arm come around her. Then once again his lips were at her ear.

"Come on, Ace. Play with me," he whispered.

Those words stopped her cold. She shoved her chair back taking satisfaction in the sharp intake of breath from Dean as the chair slammed into his stomach. She whirled around and looked at him. She told herself not to cry.

"Is that all this is, is some game to you?" she asked.

"What? Sweetheart-."

"Shut up! And get the hell out!"

Dean saw Ace grab the gun on the table and didn't hesitate. He crossed the room in three strides and made it to the next room and slammed the connecting doors. He leaned against it. He shook his head. He then smiled. She was a wild one. He liked.

Ace slammed the gun down on the table. She was frustrated. Sexually, emotionally, you name it she was feeling it. She jumped when a knock on the door came. She marched over and answered it thinking it was Dean. She yanked open the door and smiled. Ari stood there his brown eyes looking into hers.

"Lucky, about-," he started in Arabic.

Ace grabbed him and yanked him into the room. She then kissed him hard on the lips. She felt him respond immediately. He had always been a sucker for her or Jinx. She pulled at his suit jacket.

"You, Ari are wearing too many clothes," she said ripping his shirt open.

"So are you, Lucky," he said picking her up and tossing her on the bed.

Ace smiled and pulled him down with her. Nothing like a good ol roll in the hay with a good friend to make her feel better.

Sam kept his head down as he followed Jinx to Lila. He watched as she looked over her jeep, checking it for any kind of damage. When she looked back at him, she was smirking. "You should have seen your face."

It took Sam a minute, then he looked at her shocked. "You played me?"

"And I played you well." She said as he swiftly pinned her to the jeep. "I cant believe you did that!"

"Oh Sammy. I had to get you out of that room somehow." She said with a raised eyebrow as he smiled.

"I love the way you think."

"Oh, I know," Jinx pulled on his collar. "In fact," she popped the first button. God, she couldn't think of a shirt she loved more then a cowboy shirt. "You're going to love this next idea even more?"

"Oh yeah."

"Mmhmm."

Sam went to kiss her but she pulled back. "But first, we have to get in the jeep." Sam groaned. "Patience Sam, you're starting to sound like me." Sam grinned, grabbing her ass as she walked passed him. "Oh Sammy Sammy Sammy." Jinx shook her head as she started the jeep. As she drove out of the parking lot, she saw a car that didn't fit in with the normal crowd of the lot, but she kept driving; she had other things on her mind.

Dean read through the diary he wanted to kill himself; it was bad enough to have to be around emotional, caring Sam, but now he had to read a girls diary. It was not something he wanted to do with his time. He heard something hit the wall.

Dean wondered what priss was doing in there. Ace confused the hell out of him; she didn't seem to mind the touching till he called it a game. If only he had picked a different word.

When he heard that thump again he stood and walked over to the adjoining door, but it wouldn't open. "You okay in there sweetheart?"

"I'M FINE!" she shouted and Dean stepped back.

"Whatever." He muttered, he was about to walk back to the table when he heard Ace moan. "What the fuck?"

"Ace are doing something naughty in there?" There was no answer and he smirked; he had gotten to her. If he only knew what she was, or how she was really doing.

Jinx jerked forward, giggling. "Why are you always tickling me?"

"Because you are adorable when I do it."

"Oh, I'm adorable?" she asked as Sam kissed her neck. He nodded. "Very."

Jinx couldn't help but smile, thanking god for a good sized backseat.

"You wanna know something funny?"

"Hmm?" he asked as his hand drifted up her shirt, pushing it up.

"I think this is the most I have made out, for years."

"Really?" Jinx nodded, biting her lip. "I usually just, jump into bed then kick em out in the morning." Sam chuckled.

He knew he shouldn't bring this up, he knew it would cause her to close up, but he wanted to know. Like she said, if they were doing this, they needed to be honest. "I think we should talk.."

Jinx looked at him, her eyes narrowed. "Are you pregnant?" Sam chuckled, shaking his head.

"Thank god. That would be awkward." She looked at him. "I like how you spring this on me while you have me pinned down. Smart."

"I know you." Jinx smiled. "Okay, what are we talking about."

"Well, you wanted to be honest, with each other, right?" Jinx nodded. "Then, I have something to tell you."

"Oh no." she said sarcastically, masking her actual fear and the growing pit in her stomach.

"Okay."

"When I left, and I went to school, I met this girl. She was amazing, you would have liked her." Jinx remained quiet. "Her name was Jess. The demon got her the same way it got mom. Dean had come by, needing my help and I left her. She was dead by the time I got there, displayed the same way."

Jinx pushed up on Sam; at first he thought it was for an escape, but was shocked when her arms came around him. "I'm so sorry Sam."

He nodded, burying his face in her neck. "You told me about Billy, it was only fair."

Jinx sighed. "Yeah, only fair." She pulled back at kissed him. "We should go back. We're on a case." Sam nodded; she was right.

The ride back to the motel was a quiet one, but not a bad one. Sam held Jinx's free hand; normally he would have been terrified of her driving with one hand, but right now he didn't care. They were going to be okay, he had that feeling. When they got back to the motel, Jinx gave him a quick, but sweet kiss before opening the door.

They both stopped shocked; there was an older man standing in the room in only his boxers and his button up that Ace was currently helping him button.

"ARI!" Jinx shouted as they both turned and looked at her. Ace turned a bit red as Jinx ran over to Ari and to Sam's horror kissed him. Jinx laughed as he swung her around.

Dean, who had been grabbing a soda from one of the outside venders walked up next to Sam, just as shocked. "Who the hell is that?" he asked, his eyes going from Jinx who was speaking in Arabic to him and a barely dressed Ace.

"Ari." Sam said with clenched teeth.

and there folks is chapter 17. review and you'll get more. i swear on my laptop. and this thing is like my child. you can trust me. ;)