A/N: Thanks, first off, to everyone who has reviewed my stories! I adore getting the feedback and seeing people favorite them. Just makes my day! Also, sorry that I don't update all the time, but I do write a lot of my stuff in bulk. When I first published, I put six chapters up in one day. The updates should come with a little more regularity since this is what I do as I commute back and forth to work. Also, I know the story line isn't the most plausible, but I really just wanted a DeanxSamxOC story, even if I had to be the one to write it. Anyway, read it, give me feedback, and enjoy. Hopefully this will be the first and only author's note I ever write :)

xoxo,

Zeta Rose

When Dean woke up later that morning, he immediately noticed that Thea's soft warm body wasn't near him. He shot up, thinking something was wrong, but when he saw her sitting at the table, he relaxed.

"Mornin' sunshine," she said to him, not taking her eyes off the computer in front of her.

"Hey," he replied, rubbing the sleep from his eyes.

He got up, went to the bathroom quickly and came back out. He went over to her and put one hand behind her and one hand on the table, leaning over her to see what she was doing. The computer screen was a map with little stars scattered about on it.

"What's this?"

"This," she replied, typing something in, "is a list of all Cassia Mappes in North Dakota. As you can see, there are only 4 of them in total. There is also not one that lives in the address given, which prompted me to look further into the actual location." She pulled up some old newspaper archives.

"See, location given to me is a really old library, probably almost a hundred years old. How can it be that old, you may ask. Well, my theory is that it wasn't settled by humans. I think this may be an old library that's either built on top of something or it's a cover for something. I looked back at the history of Cavaleir and saw that a lot of Greeks migrated there in the earlier part of the 20th century for God knows what reasons. I would assume farm land and that sort of thing."

"So are you thinking maybe some of the Greeks that moved there brought some sort of old magic with them?"

"It makes sense. Every culture in the world has stuff like this and the Greek gods were so influential that I'm quite certain there are still those people who worship them. I'm thinking that this library either used to be a shrine to Aphrodite or it has a ton of really old information about her that we aren't getting on the internet or in any of these books."

Dean was pretty impressed. "How long have you been working at this?"

She looked at a clock. "Two hours maybe? Not really that long."

"Damn." He rubbed his face with the back of his hand. "This is probably the latest I've slept in months. What time is it?"

"Eleven."

He grunted and went back to the bed and paused. "Where are all the clothes?"

"I put them into a bag to take to the laundry here in the near future." She looked up at him. "I need some done and figured I'd just throw yours and Sam's in with mine."

At the mention of his brother, Dean's ears perked up. "Have you heard from Sam?" he asked as he reached for his phone.

"Yes actually," she replied, looking back at her computer screen. "He's probably still out in the car."

Dean stopped short. "What?"

Thea started typing. "When I took the laundry out earlier, I accidently threw it on Sam. He didn't actually stay in another motel room, he stayed in the Impala."

He gaped at her. "Why?!"

She looked at the wall, a look that mirrored Sam's annoyed face almost perfectly. "Because he is 'tired of being mistreated and forgotten'. That sound about like your brother to you?"

"Yeah, that sounds about right," he mumbled. "I'm gonna go out and see if he needs anything."

He left Thea to her plotting and walked out to Baby. He looked into the backseat but his little brother wasn't there. Taking out his phone, he pressed his speed dial and waited for Sam to answer.

He picked up on the fourth ring. "Hey."

"Where are you Sam?"

"Getting lunch at the diner down the road." He paused. "What's up?"

"Why did you sleep in the car last night?"

Dean heard his brother exhale on the other end. "Because the motel down the road didn't have any rooms."

"Why didn't you just come back then? You could've stayed with us, Sam."

"Could I, Dean?" His brother was upset. Dean knew that tone better than probably anyone on the planet.

"Sam what are you talking about?" He didn't feel like playing the guessing game with his brother today.

"I'm not talking about this over the phone."

Dean rolled his eyes. "Then I'll meet you at the diner and we'll talk."

Another pause. "Fine." Sam grumbled. He hung up quickly and ran back inside.

"Hey Thea, I've gotta go talk to Sam about something. He's at the diner so I'm gonna drive there. Do you want anything?"

"Bacon cheeseburger with the works, onion rings with ranch and a chocolate milkshake," she replied. He was almost out the door before she called after him.

"Dean?"

He looked at her. "Yeah?"

She looked nervous. "Please try not to be gone for too long, okay?" She rubbed her sternum. "It hurts really bad when we're apart for too long."

He softened at that. "Okay. If it carries over, I'll come back with him and we'll just sit out in the car."

She nodded and he walked out the door. He almost shut it when he heard her yell, "Don't forget my ranch or I'll cut you!"

He chuckled and went to his car, climbed in, and drove to the diner.

Sam was in the far corner table, looking troubled as always. Dean took a seat across from his brother and looked at him. "What's goin' on, Sammy?"

Sam shifted uncomfortably. "I, uh…I'm having some pretty conflicting emotions right now."

"Such as?"

He hesitated. "I've been feeling really bizarely angry, since yesterday."

"Well that's sort of understandable given what's happened in the last couple days."

"No, Dean, I mean, I should be upset, sad, even angry at myself, but I'm not." Sam wouldn't look at his brother. Instead, he was staring at his cup of coffee that was sitting untouched. "I feel angry at Thea. Angry and…possessive."

Dean frowned. Not only was it somewhat disturbing what Sam was telling him, but it must really be upsetting his brother. Sam was rarely so forward about anything unless he was really truly upset.

"What do you think is up with that?"

Sam shrugged tensely. "I'm not sure. Maybe it has something to do with her curse. Maybe it affected us in a different way than it was supposed to."

Dean shook his head. "I'm pretty sure that when Thea was cursed she was meant to hate the guy it happened with, like a stranger or something. She would run away and then die because they were far apart for too long."

"Speaking of which," Sam interjected. "How is it that you're here? Where's Thea?"

"She's back at the motel. I told her that if the feeling got too bad to let me know and that we would go back."

"Anyway," said Sam. "What if that was the original purpose? What if Aphrodite had a backup plan?"

"Meaning?"

"If Thea was around multiple men at one time when the Need came on, she wouldn't have a chance. The whole point of it was for Thea to be miserable for the rest of her days, but what if Aphrodite thought that she might try to find a loophole and sleep with someone that she actually cared about?" Sam leaned forward. "What if the point now is to make her love one and have the one she doesn't love want her back?"

Dean looked at his brother like he had grown two heads, which was exactly what Sam wasn't wanting to happen.

"Really, Sam?"

"Dean, come on, I'm just trying to make sense of all of this! I'm trying to come up with theories as to why things are the way they are !"

"Yeah, well that's a pretty fucking terrible theory, so you might wanna think another one through before you go and spout it off to me!"

Dean was seeing red and in the back part of his head, he was asking why. Why would that theory make him so angry? If anything, it was actually a pretty good one, but Dean couldn't get past the thought of Sam touching Thea. He couldn't take it.

He jumped up from the table and stormed out the door, very aware that Sam was right on his heels. Once they got outside, Sam grabbed him and spun him around. Using his height to his advantage, he towered menacingly over his brother. "You know what, Dean? You're lucky that I haven't tried to get with her."

Dean met his brother's dark glare straight on. "What the hell is that supposed to mean?"

"She likes you, sure, but I haven't even tried. You wouldn't have a chance if I came into the picture and actually tried to win her over."

Dean dug pinched this palm as hard as he possibly could to keep from knocking his brother on his ass. "Keep away from her Sam. Keep your distance or I-"

"Or you'll what!" he yelled. "Kill me? Beat me? Really, Dean? Over some piece of ass that you just got yesterday!"

It was then that Dean's mind cleared a little bit. "Sam, what's wrong with you right now. You've never acted this way before."

Sam laughed bitterly. "See, there's your problem, Dean. I just tried to tell you what I think is wrong, and you won't even listen to me!"

"You're pissed with me because I Thea wants me and not you?"

Sam ran his hands through his hair. "I'm pissed that you refuse to even acknowledge that I could be any sort of challenge to you at anything! Anything, Dean! You always assume you're better at everything, but how many times have I proven you wrong!"

"We aren't discussing this any-"

And just then, fire went through his body.

Dean didn't make a sound, just opened his mouth in a wordless scream, as he crumpled to the ground.