Kat's stormy eyes flickered open; she took in her surroundings. She was tied to some sort of pipe in the sewers that her and the boys had been in hours earlier. It all came back to her, how she managed to get herself in this situation.

Kat lay on the sofa of the motel they were staying in. She heard the door open and Dean walked in.

"Hey sweetie how's Rebecca?" She stood up and walked over to him as he took his jacket off and threw it onto the bed.

"She's fine, Sam's with her now" He put his arm around her and kissed her forehead. He pulled her closer to him. She wrapped her arms around his waist. He caressed her face and she looked up into his eyes.

"Dean-" He cut her off by crashing his mouth onto hers. She pulled him back by his shirt till she felt the end of the bed. She crawled backwards onto the bed and pulled him along with her by his shirt and resumed the kiss. Her hands roamed his chest and began to undo his buttons as her legs wrapped around his waist. She pushed it off of his shoulders and pushed him backwards so that she could gain superiority. Her silver pentacle brushed against his chest; he flinched in pain. She sat up immediately.

"Baby what's wrong?" As she finished her sentence she realised exactly what was wrong. He wasn't Dean. It was the shape shifter that had led them to this town in the first place.

"Nothing" He placed his hand on the back of her neck and pulled her back down so that they could pick up where they had left off. Kat reached down into her pocket and pulled out her silver flick knife complete with her initials. She stabbed him in the abdomen but it was too late he punched her in the face and it all went black.

She sighed and rested her head against whatever it was she was tied to. The sound of someone approaching echoed down the many passages that lay underneath the town. The shadow grew bigger as the figure approached. It was Dean.

"Kat sweetie!" He ran towards her and cupped her face in his hand.

"Dean?" He kissed her forehead.

"... No, had you going though didn't I?" He smirked.

"Screw you" Her face was filled with hate and anger.

"Oh you would love that wouldn't you; you couldn't get my clothes off quick enough" He smirked.

"No you're not Dean you just a freak!" Hatred filled her words.

"Oh no see that's where you're wrong KitKat" He ruffled her hair in true Dean Style.

"Don't call me that" He laughed at her, but it's short-lived as he grabbed his head in pain.

"You see I don't just look like your boyfriend I am him, I have his thoughts and memories" He sat opposite Kat on a crate. "You know he would bang you if he thought it wouldn't get you killed"

"What?" Kat was caught off guard by his comment.

"See he's had a thing for you since the moment he laid eyes on you" He smirked as he remembered how Kat and Dean first meet.

"Is there a point to this cause I'm getting extremely bored now?" Kat didn't believe a word he was saying.

"He thinks the moment he admits his feelings for you, you'll end up on the ceiling just like his mommy and little Jess" He used a sing song voice that you would speak to a baby in.

"What?" Kat was unfortunately interested by what he had to say.

"See the Winchesters have a bad reputation when it comes to women. It would be a shame to let something as pretty as you end up as a pile of ashes. Still he has some major issues when it comes to feelings" He stood up and paced around occasionally holding his head as more of Dean's memories flooded into his mind.

"Don't talk about him like you know him because you don't" After everything they had been through together and what dean had done for her there was no way she was going to let a scumbag like him talk about him.

"Oh see I do, I know him better than you and little Sammy. Little Sammy" He sighed. "You know Dean is extremely jealous of him"
"What the hell are you talking about? Dean loves Sam" Kat knew it; she had come to terms with the fact that no matter what happened between them Sam would always come first.
"Oh yeah he does. But the fact that Sam got to have a life and friends well that really pissed him off"

"He stayed because his father needed him" Kat never thought that she would be defending Dean's lack of backbone when it came to John. That was another thing that really, really annoyed Kat about Dean.

"Exactly! Where was Sam when he needed him?" he shrugged to call attention to his point.

"I've had enough of this" Kat struggled against the ropes.

"Oh yeah and what are you going to do?" He smirked; that sexy smirk that would normally make Kat think very, very naughty thoughts.

"I'm gonna kick your ass" She returned the smirk complete with a mocking laugh.

"Oh yeah, see I got a slightly different idea" He walked over to her, bent down and removed her pentacle making sure he didn't touch the pendent it's self as it was pure silver unlike the thick black string it hung on.

"He will kill you" He examined her necklace.

"No he won't, he'll be too happy that you made it out alive, you cloud his judgment. It's ironic really" He laughed again. "He was afraid to tell you how he felt because he thought it would get you killed and now it's your love for him that's gonna end his life"

"Oh so you got abandonment issues is that it? Nobody loved you so now you get your kicks from watching people in love suffer?" She kept eye contact with him. She wasn't scared of him.

"See that's what's the most interesting thing about your precious Dean" He moved his head closer to her.

"Oh yeah what's that?" She replied with a scornful tone to her voice.

"I mean I thought I had issues but him" He scoffed. "You know why he doesn't admit his true feelings for you?" He tucked a strand of hair behind her ear.

"You just said it was because he didn't want to get me barbequed. You losing your touch?" She laughed at him.

"Oh yeah that's what he tries to tell himself but deep down it because everyone he's ever loved has left him" he faked a sad face.

"What?" Kat was shocked by his statement.
"His mom, Sammy and now John; couldn't even be bothered to tell him where he was going just up and left, after everything he has done for him" Even he sounded as if he thought that was a harsh thing to do.

"There will be a very good reason for why he's gone" There better be.

"Oh I hope for his sake there is cause I don't know how much more disappointment he can take. ... Then again he's not going to live long enough to find out" He stood up.

"Whatever you say" She raised her eyebrows.

"Huh, I'll deal with you when I get back. I can see it now English girl murdered by psychotic boyfriend" Kat began to tug at the ropes that bound her wrists. She had, had a lot of practise in this line of work and she was free. Her plan was to get him whilst in his true form but he was still in Dean's skin and soon to be in hers. She pulled out her tiny revolver that was loaded with silver bullets and shot him straight in the heart.

"Shot!" She walked over to his body and pulled her pentacle out of his hand. She kicked him to roll him over. She bent over and pulled Dean's amulet from around his neck. She took a few steps away from him and then turned and gave him another kick.

"Bitch"

She emerged from the sewers pushing aside the grate and pulling herself onto the pavement.

"Kat!" She turned around to see Sam and Dean running towards her guns at the ready.

"Dean!" He wrapped his arm around her and kissed her forehead.

"I'm so sorry baby I should have called and told you he was walking around with my face"

"Its fine, it's over. He's dead" She relaxed into Dean as fatigue set in. "Here" She handed him his necklace.

"Thanks" He put it in his pocket and picked her up. "Come on you need to get some rest"

"That sounds like a great idea" She yawned.

"Have you lost much blood?" concern filled his voice.

"Not really, no more than usual"

"Have you been taking you iron supplements?" Kat was diagnosed with Anemia when she was 17.

"Yes dad" He placed her on her feet and opened the car door.

"There you go, try to get some sleep we'll figure this out"

"Thanks" He handed her his jacket and she wrapped it around herself and closed her eyes.

A few hours later Kat came round, her head was pounding but she knew she would get over it after a good sleep on a comfortable bed.

"Good morning sunshine" Dean smiled at her from the passenger seat.

"Hey, what happened?" She sat up rubbing her eyes.

"Cops are blaming this Dean Winchester guy for Emily's murder. They found the murder weapon in this guy's lair, Zack's clothes stained with her blood. Now they're thinking maybe the surveillance tape was tampered with" Sam smiled at her though the rear-view mirror.

"That Dean Winchester I always knew he was trouble" she laughed.

"But you know I gotta say – I'm sorry I'm gonna miss it" Dean smiled.

"Miss what sweetie?"

"How many chances am I gonna have to see my own funeral?"