While on the road Willa learned in fact they were hunters but hunted more than demons. Much to her surprise everything was real, werewolves, ghosts, ghouls, and shape shifters. As if demons weren't enough. After learning all of this information she had to remind herself to close her agape mouth. All nightmares were real and some that had never been dreamt of.

After eating a late lunch she called her parents and asked them to wire some money. She explained her whereabouts and that she would be home as soon as she could. Since Willa had no identification they wired the money in Sam's name. He quickly gave it to Wllla and she put it all on a Visa gift card. Of course her parents sent her plenty and more than she asked for. Her parents wanted to keep in contact so they sent her a phone to the closest store which was in walking distance. Though Sam tried to get her to stay in the car she insisted she walk. She was tired of being cooped up and hoped the walk would stretch her limbs and make them feel better. Trying to keep her 5'6" frame at the same pace as a 6'4" Sam giant was a little more difficult than she expected even if he was trying to keep the same pace as her. The tight pants Lauren picked out didn't help either.

"These pants are so tight." Willa complained pulling at them.

"They're no tighter than Laurens" Sam said

"Exactly, she picked them out."

Sam fell a few steps behind.

"I've got no complaints." He said smirking. He immediately felt embarrassed for saying the words to her. She had been through so much and he was sexualizing her. He blamed it for spending too much time with Dean. He was relieved to see the smile on her face when he caught back up. He sheepishly smiled and she knew he regretted the words.

"Pick up the pace buddy." She scolded playfully. She was completely flattered and any other situation she would've let him know she appreciated her own view. Head to toe the man was muscular. He was tall and broad shouldered. His height was attractive and scared Willa at the same time. She wasn't petite but walking next to him he made her feel that way.

"You sure you're not overdoing it?" Sam asked concerned. She had been through a lot of emotional and physical damage and at the hospital they found she was close to dehydration.

"I think I'm alright. I feel ok." She assured him wanting to continue to stretch her legs. She had been cramped in a small room for nearly a month, cramped in a car, and cramped in a hotel room. The freedom was exhilarating.

After picking up her knew phone they went to another store. Knowing the store she wanted to go in Sam opened the door for Willa.

"Please just let me know if you're tired. I'll call Dean to pick us up. It won't be a problem." Sam said as the entered the store. She rolled her eyes and smiled at his concern.

Willa didn't take too long at the store. She picked out more clothes, sneakers, and told Sam if he saw anything he or Dean would want to let her know. Anything she could do to return the favor. She found Sam looking at some shirts so she grabbed them in her arms with him protesting again and again.

"Pick out something for your brother. I'll find something slutty for Lauren." Willa said. Sam raised his eyebrows and chuckled at Willa. She had no problem making purchases for the men that saved her life and to her dismay were probably continuing to do so. She had shopped quickly but bought plenty. Honestly she wasn't accustomed to doing without and even with all she purchased she was short all the normal amenities from her daily life.

While standing in the checkout she asked Sam to call his brother to come pick them up. Sam was glad she made the request her face was more pale than it had been when they first started the shopping trip. He felt as though she had overdone it with all the walking involved in their trip. This all made him very concerned for her well being. He suggested a quick stop at a convenience store for snacks and drinks. He really wanted Willa to get some hydration and Willa was quickly becoming tired. She was happy to oblige to his suggestion.

Sam carried the bags across the parking lot while he and Willa walked to the store. They picked up all kinds of drinks and chips, cakes, and some fruit. Willa felt extremely tired when they finally sat down on a bench outside of the store. She didn't want to let on how tired she felt so she kept it to herself and did her best to keep a smile on her lips.

Dean pulled up not long after they exited the store. Seeing her bags he smiled as he got out of the car.

"Did you leave anything in there?" He joked nodding at the bags.

"So funny." Willa answered as she walked around to the back of the car where Dean was opening the trunk. She placed her four bags inside and Sam climbed in with the food. Willa got in the back with Lauren.

"I got you a few things." She said to her "You were so thoughtful in picking up some things for me. It was the least I could do."

"Thanks Willa! That's awesome" Lauren replied with a huge grin. It made Willa feel good about what she had done. The girl didn't know her taste but just picking up anything for Willa was a kind act and she appreciated it.

"I was wondering if we could stay in a better hotel, my treat of course." Willa asked

"Sure." Dean replied

"No, no you don't have to do that." Sam said turning to her from the front seat.

"A soft bed, water that doesn't taste like rust, not having to hear the mating sounds of a whore. Come on Sammy, we saved the girls life. She wants to repay us and I think we should let her."

Willa laughed. "Yeah what Dean said "a soft bed" would be nice" She said

Sam was silent. "I bet they even have Wi-Fi." Dean said

Willa could tell Sam wanted to say yes. She could see it all over his face that a good night's rest was what he really wanted.

"I'll pick okay? It's not a big deal. I would simply like something more than a one star hotel."

Sam smiled "okay a two star hotel it is." He teased

"We'll see about that." She responded

"It's settled then." Dean said and cranked up the hard rock song on the radio. He got back on the highway and they headed south. A few hours later Willa found a hotel to stay in that wasn't overpriced. The beds were like heaven. They didn't have adjoining rooms but they were right next to one another. The brothers were in their own room and the girls in theirs. Willa was unpacking some purchases while Lauren showered. She laid out her pajama bottoms and a tank top and waited for Lauren. She seemed to be taking longer than usual. Just as Willa thought she was going to fall asleep Lauren emerged from the bathroom. She had full on makeup and only skimpy lingerie. Willa covered her eyes and burst out with laughter.

"Do I look sexy?" Lauren asked

"Sure. For who?" Willa asked peaking through her fingers which only made her giggle more.

"Dean, of course. I'm going to get lucky with that man tonight."

"What about Sam?" Willa asked knowing Sam was sharing the room with Dean

"You fuck him or I'll do both of them." Lauren laughed. "Maybe I can convince Sam to go for a nice long walk."

Willa laughed and headed for the shower. The showers were just as heavenly as the beds in the room. The water pounded into her sore muscles with the right amount pressure. When she got out Lauren wasn't in the room anymore. She pulled on a robe cause it was a bit chilly in the room. She blow dried her hair and sat on the bed ready to channel surf. Thinking she heard the door to Sam and Dean's room she hopped out of bed and went to the peephole. She was right. A very abandoned same shoved his hands in his pockets and was walking by the door. She opened it and called his name. He hadn't gotten too far down the hallway. He turned around and faced her.

"Is Lauren in there with Dean?" She asked carefully choosing her words.

"Uh…yeah." He replied

"Oh" She paused. She wasn't Lauren and didn't want to give Sam the impression that she was.

"I was just watching TV. Would you…" The words, why wouldn't the right words come out? It was only Sam. She had spent all afternoon with him.

"I mean I don't want you to feel like you can't enjoy the rooms. I mean…" She shook her head to try to clear her jumbled thoughts. "Do you want to watch TV with me?" She finally asked bluntly.

He took a few steps closer to her. "Well I was going to go for a walk."

"Oh okay well enjoy your…"

"No…" He said taking a more urgent step towards her. "I mean yeah, yes I'd love to watch TV with you."

Willa smiled and felt very childish in the way she just acted. She opened the door and he entered behind her. She watched as he carefully locked each lock then checked each lock. Seeing he was satisfied with the lock she turned around to walk to the bed. At that moment she felt him grab her from behind. It took her more by surprise than fright. She was stunned and couldn't move.

"Sam what are you doing." She asked

"Remember I told you demons could look like anyone?" He asked.

Her frightened mind caught up to what he was saying. He wasn't holding her the way someone who wanted to attack her would. He had no intention of hurting her. He released his grip and she spun around.

"How will I tell the difference Sam?" She asked making sure to put emphasis on his name. She wanted him to know she knew it was him.

"You won't. We need to make sure you have a few things before you go to bed tonight. Holy water, salt, a weapon." He replied.

She glared at him. "Can you just tell me next time instead of scaring the crap out of me? I've had enough scares for a lifetime. I don't need you doing it too."

"I wanted to get the point across. I'm sorry." He said

"I got it." She tried not to sound angry though she still was. He had made some of the pain come back in her arms. It had been slowly slipping away and it felt like every bit of it was back. Nothing reminded her more of that hell than the pain in her arms and shoulders. Willa walked to her bed and Sam went to the other. She was quiet and through side glances could see Sam was looking at her.

"I'm sorry." Sam said again.

"I know." She sighed and handed him the remote. "Watch whatever you'd like" She really was less angry knowing he was actually sorry. It wasn't in Sam to do nasty things to people unless they deserved it.

Willa scooted her bottom back to the head rail on the bed and leaned against the pillows. She crossed her legs in front of her. She realized her spinning head wasn't going to turn off. Sam was watching her and not trying to hide it. He could see she was nervous. He turned off the TV and set the remote on the nightstand. Maybe he should go for a walk. She was so uncomfortable. He had done it and he deserved for her to be angry at him. She took notice of him watching her with that deeply concerned expression on his face. It made her feel more emotional. She leaned forward letting her hair fall in her face to hide her tears. In her head she cursed them away but they were stubborn. It wasn't long before a fat tear fell from her nose. She reached her shaking hand to her cheek to wipe the others away. She closed her eyes and barely heard the sounds of Sam coming to her. She opened her eyes just as he was sitting on the bed in front of her.

"You don't cry." Sam said softly. "Lauren has mentioned it more than once."

Willa snorted through her tears. "She just never knew it. I cried while she was sleeping or quietly enough she couldn't hear me. I didn't want to upset her. We had it bad enough."

Willa wiped her tears again and shook her head.

"So the whole time you're being assaulted and assaulted more often than her, you don't cry because you don't want to upset her?" He raised his eyebrows waiting for Willa's response.

She grabbed a pillow and held it over her face. She didn't want Sam seeing her cry. She groaned into the pillow. Her tears weren't stopping so suffocation might work. Pulling the pillow away she hid her face in her hands.

"I'm not a cryer." Came her muffled voice through her hands.

"I feel like crying for you." Sam said. It wasn't pity. He simply knew what she had been through seemed awful.

She took a deep shaky breath and fell to her side on the bed. She was over the tears and frustrated. As soon as she fell she was reminded of the pain in her arms. Realizing lying that way wasn't helping her pain she sat back up.

"If my stupid arms would get better I wouldn't be reminded of this so often." She complained. She crossed her arms and rubbed her shoulders. Sam cleared his throat.

"Do you…uhh… May I?" He asked nervously holding up his hands.

Willa hesitated. She had no idea what she wanted. Part of her wanted every inch of the man to touch her and part of her was sickened by the thought of it. She looked into those innocent hazel eyes and nodded slowly. Sam stood and patted the bed where she was sitting. She scooted her bottom up doing as he was requesting. Whatever it took to take the pain away she reasoned in her head. She watched as Sam pulled his shoes off and sat on the bed behind her. She took note of his long legs surrounding her and she sighed thinking of being trapped but that wasn't what this was. She looked over her shoulders as he placed his hands on the robe.

"What are you wearing under this?" He asked referring to the robe.

"Would you believe nothing?" She teased and rolled her eyes at herself.

"If you were Lauren, yes." He replied with a laugh. She laughed too and unfastened her robe. He moved the robe from her shoulders and it pooled around her.

"The tank tops. I thought I might be in for a surprise." He joked again. "Nice fit." He said

She elbowed him but not hard as the robe was still over her elbows. She laughed. He chuckled and raised his hands to her bare shoulders. His touch sent sparks flying through her body. Some were good and some were bad. She shivered.

"You cold?" He asked

"I'm fine." She said realizing what an untrue statement that was.

His large hands began rubbing her shoulders. The pain was a pleasure. They sat quiet for a long time only hearing one another's breathing. Willa's thoughts were not where she wanted them to be. She wondered if she was a complete idiot for her hormones to be acting up at this time. She wouldn't act on it though. She couldn't if she wanted to. Her insides were still sore from the pain the demon put her through.

"Where does it hurt?" he asked wanting to make sure he was touching the right spots.

"Here" She said touching her shoulders. "Here" She said touching her arms. "And underneath too." She said moving her hands near her armpits.

He moved his hands to her arms. His touch felt like it was healing her with each movement. He moved his hands to where she had shown him which was under her arms behind each breast. Sam actually found his hands shaking. He massaged for a moment when she wriggled away from him. He thought he had gone too far when he heard her laughing.

"I didn't expect that to tickle." She said.

He returned the laugh and did it again.

"No please don't. It hurts too badly." She said and laughed again.

Moving his hands to a different spot and moved them in a different rhythm he tried again. She didn't laugh but a second later she froze and he felt what he had done. He had touched her breast. Willa was shocked that she didn't jump in hysterics but it was Sam and she had never met a more gentle soul in her life. Sam knew he had scared her but this beautiful woman brought out his hormones he was fighting to keep in check. Each time his finger slid just under the material of her top his thoughts went to how she would look with the top off and he was all too pleased with what he saw in his head. He needed a distraction. He grabbed the remote and turned the TV on. He found and old movie they had both probably seen a million times. He leaned back on the headboard running his fingers through his hair and exhaling. Willa turned to look at him.

"Hands tired?" She asked

"No actually…" He grabbed a pillow and placed it between his legs. There was no need for her to know how excited he actually was.

"Here, lean back." He said and touched the pillow. She scooted back and leaned against the pillow. She only hesitated for a second when she laid the back of her head on his chest. He placed his hands back on her arms and began rubbing. They absently watched television while neither of them were actually paying attention to what was on the screen. The only thing that was on their minds was each other.

On any normal day Willa would have her way with this man or let him have his way with her. Her mind stayed more focused on what she wished she could do and how she wished it was a normal situation. But the monster had made sure she wouldn't be comfortable with that for a long time. It made her sad and mad and angry. It wasn't fair for this to have happened to her. She was so angry she could've screamed. She let out a huff of air and sat up.

"Everything alright?" Sam asked

"Yes. Just angry is all." She said and stood. She pulled the robe back over her shoulders.

"At me? Did I do something?" Sam asked

Willa smiled he had no idea that yes it was actually all his fault. He didn't have to be so damned good looking.

"No Sam." She replied shaking her head.

She walked to the window where she parted the curtains. Sam stood slowly from the bed.

"Do you want to walk to the car with me to get some things?" He asked

"Sure some fresh air sounds perfect." She answered

At the car Sam opened the trunk and moved a few bags out of the way. He opened a hidden compartment and Willa couldn't believe her eyes. She gasped. There were more weapons than she had seen in her life. Guns, bows, knives, a stake? Sam grabbed one of the guns and placed it in the back of his jeans. He grabbed a big bag of salt.

"Salt?" Willa questioned

"We'll place it around the windows and doors. The demons won't be able to get in." He replied. Willa tried not to let herself be surprised. A lot had been surprising her over the last few weeks and she felt so many more surprises were coming.