Author's Note: Hi guys. Okay, first things first. I am so grateful for all my readers. Every time I think no one is reading, I get a notification stating otherwise. You guys are awesome. That being said, I'm sorry that I haven't been such a devoted writer as of late. I've been focusing on work and other things, but I will try to get back to my roots. Anywho, I hope you like this chapter. Let me know what you think. =)

Okay. So, I'm no vampire, and I find that watching people while they sleep is completely creepy, but last night was the first night that I spent with Sam. I went out of my way to make sure the night was absolute perfection. I kicked everyone else out of the house until 11, betting that by then we'd be upstairs. I made a candle lit dinner set for two, picked out my cutest black dress and made sure that it would all be a surprise. Dean dropped him off around 8, and we did have a beautiful first night together. But as I watch his chest fall and rise next to me with the sun shining in, and I see how peaceful he looks, I can't forget all of the hidden rage he's holding in from us. It worries me because I feel like he's so closed off that he may just snap one day. So now, laying next to him, I feel like it is my responsibility to be at least one slice of happiness in his not so apple pie life. I carefully got up so that I wouldn't wake him, but he must of felt me slide out of his arms.

"Where're you going?" he groaned in his sleepy groggy voice. I smiled at him and he returned it with his own.

"I was going to go make you some breakfast." He chuckled.

"I must have done a pretty good job if you're being this nice to me." He joked. I scoffed and rolled my eyes at him.

"You're not that special." I teased. He laughed and grabbed my hand, pulling me back down to him.

"Well, I don't need breakfast. What do you say to just staying in bed all day?" he asked as he kissed along my neck. I giggled.

"Tempting. Very tempting, but I should probably go check on my sister." I sat up and Sam shot up with me.

"What's wrong?" he asked.

"Nothing!" I squeaked. "At least nothing that we can't handle. So, why don't you relax and I'll go and get you some food." Sam stared at me skeptically.

"Shar, is everything okay?"

"Everything's fine Sam." Like clockwork, there was a loud boom coming from below. Sam and I both looked at the floor and then back at each other. "That means nothing." I said with an angelic smile. "I'll be right back."

"Kim! Honey! Are you okay?" I overheard Dylan as I met up with her at the door to the basement.

"No, I'm not okay! I blew up the Jenga pieces!" she whined. Dylan and I smiled at each other.

"How'd you manage that?"

"I was playing by myself because I was bored but then the tower was falling over and I tried to freeze it. It was instinctive!" Kimberly's voice squeaked and it was amusing how much she sounded like Piper.

"Okay, sweetie, I'll come to keep you company." I offered as I tried the doorknob which was locked.

"No! Don't come down here! I don't want you guys to get hurt!"

"Kimberly, if Piper couldn't kill Phoebe and Paige, I'm pretty sure we're safe." I countered.

"Yeah? You willing to bet your life on that theory?" Kimberly shot back. "I recall Piper being married to a white lighter when she got this power. She was not being mind raped by a monster at the time! Thing's change and I don't want to risk-" Her rant was cut off by the orbs of Dylan and me. Kimberly glared at us.

"You can't stay down here all day Kimberly." Dylan told her.

"Yeah, sweetie, all you really have to do is keep your hands down until you get a handle on your powers." I added. She only stared at me.

"Easier said than done Shar."

"Yes, but we know that you can do it." Kimberly stood there thinking about it for a while and then noticed my attire.

"So, I take it things went well with Sammy last night." I looked down at Sam's button down that swallowed me like a dress and smiled sheepishly.

"It was spectacu…lacular." I joked causing laughter all around.

"See what you're missing locking yourself down here all day?" Dylan pushed. "Don't you want the deats on how Sam was?" I scoffed and hit her.

"No, I'm sure the whole block heard how good Sam was." Kimberly answered. My jaw dropped.

"You know what guys… fuck you." I said for a lack of a better answer. They laughed as I stormed upstairs.

"Love you too!" Kimberly called. Once upstairs in the land of the living, we all went to the kitchen for breakfast. As I turned on the stove, Dylan stood next to me.

"So, what are you making us?" I sighed.

"You already know the answer to that question Dylan." She pouted at me.

"Well, I guess Sammy did earn some special treatment." She teased. Both her and Kim laughed and I glared at them.

"You know what? He did. He never lost stamina. And there wasn't a moment where he didn't hit the right spot. By the last round, I was convinced another orgasm would make me collapse in a heap of satisfaction." Both girls stood there with a look of disturbance on their faces.

"You know Shar… you don't have to tell us everything." Kimberly said. I grinned triumphantly and turned back to the stove.

"Vengeance is my thing. I thought you knew that." I muttered to myself.

Dean slept in late that morning and came down after breakfast.

"Hey." Dean groaned to Kimberly and Dylan.

"Morning." Dylan responded. He sat down at the kitchen counter and took Kimberly's mug.

"You know, I was drinking that."

"Was, being the operative word." Dean answered. "Is your sister still holding my brother captive? I'd actually like to talk to him."

"They're having breakfast in Shar's room, but be wary. Enter at your own risk." Dylan responded. Dean downed the rest of Kim's OJ and then went to the fridge. He poured another cup and then placed it in front of her.

"See. I'm considerate." He said before reaching over her to grab the newspaper and head to the living room. Dylan watched as he left and then leaned in to gossip.

"So, what are you going to do about him?" Kim raised a brow.

"What about him?" Dylan folded her arms, challenging her big sis.

"Seriously? You dream up that you and Dean are going to have a future together and now your acting like that doesn't mean anything?"

"Dylan, the wraith made that up."

"She had to have gotten that from somewhere!" Dylan exclaimed. Kim rolled her eyes and sighed.

"Dylan, are you forgetting about Cody?"

"Oh, so you wont call Cody, but you have no problem with claiming him so that you could avoid Dean."

"I'm not avoiding Dean. I live with him."

"You're avoiding what you're feeling!"

"I'm not feeling anything! And even if I was, I'm still in a relationship with Cody, despite our issues. So, could you just do me a favor and drop it? Please." Kimberly pleaded. Dylan sighed after a moment and nodded.

"Fine. But you are pulling a classic you and you could be making yourself miss out on something really good. Especially, since you did end up with the dude in the future anyway."

"This is dropping it?" Kimberly asked exasperatedly. Dylan through her hands up in the air.

"Alright. Alright. I'm dropping it!"

Dylan went over to visit her boyfriend, only to find that he wasn't home as yet. She was about to walk away from the door when the door opened.

"Dylan?" she heard Cody's voice. She turned on her heels, knowing that she was about to do the exact opposite of what Kimberly asked.

"Hey Cody. How's it going?" He shrugged.

"Same old, same old. Kim's still ignoring my calls."

"Well, that's kind of because you're being an idiot." Cody looked up at her in shock. "Well, you are! You treated her like she was a stranger. She tried to be open with you and you walked away. What did you expect?"

"It's not like she shared on her own Dylan. She just got backed up into a corner."

"Still doesn't mean you had to act like a jackass. Randy handled it pretty well."

"Well, you and Randy are not me and Kim."

"You keep acting that way, there wont be a you and Kim." Cody glared at her and walked off to the kitchen.

"Dylan, I've tried to talk to her since then. I've tried to apologize. And, I don't really know how this is any of your business anyway."

"If you are hurting my sister, it is my business. But, whatever. I'll leave it alone, but don't be surprised if she ends up in someone else's arms." The two stared each other down.

"Uh, guys?" Randy suddenly said. "What's up?" Dylan's frown turned upside down.

"Nothing. Just giving your friend a wakeup call. Anyways, I came to see you." She said with a smile. She grabbed his hand and led Randy away, leaving Cody to his thoughts.

Bam! Sam and I stood with the look of shock on our faces while melon dripped from our newly soaked hair and stained clothes.

"Okay… So, you're getting better!" I tried. Both of them slowly turned their gaze to me. Sam grabbed the roll of bounty paper towels and handed each of us a piece. "You can't give up. Sooner or later a demon is going to pop up in our house and like it or not, we're going to be depending mostly on your power."

"God dammit! I don't want this kind of responsibility! Take it back!" she yelled at the ceiling, firmly believing that the Elders were looking down at her while laughing hysterically.

"Kim." Sam tried.

"No! I'm going to my room." She took a step and was immediately reminded of the discomfort of being covered in fruit. "I'm going to take a shower and then I'm going to my room." She corrected herself. Sam and I stared at each other with worry but then I couldn't help but crack a smile. It was quite the amusing spectacle if you took a moment to realize it. Seeing my smile, Sam too found the humor in our situation and we both began to burst out into laughter. After I sobered up, I watched silently as Sam continued to cackle. I realized that he's not a drooling mess. He's capable of handling his own emotions and right now he's happy. I went over to him and placed a soft kiss on his lips. His arms travelled naturally around my waist as he looked down at me.

"Everything's going to be okay." I said to him. He raised a questioning brow at me.

"Of course it is. Did you doubt that it would?" I shrugged a shoulder.

"Oh come on! You guys cannot be serious." Dean growled as he made his way to the fridge. He shoved us out of the way to get a beer.

"Hey!" we exclaimed.

"Sam, I know you need the loving, but at this rate you're going to get friction burns." I sighed at Dean's blunt statement.

"Dean, what's the matter? Has it been just you and your hand for far too long?" I asked icily. He smirked at me.

"Very funny sis. Shouldn't you be in a nicer mood?"

"I'm blissed out actually. Want to hear about your little brother's moves?" I teased and waggled my brows at him. Dean took a swig of his beer, gave me a fake smile and walked away from me. I turned to Sam. "I guess he can't handle you big boy." Sam smiled at me.

"Big boy?"

"Eh, it sounded better in my head. Tell you what. How about you go hang out with your bro since he's feeling neglected and I'll go help Kim master her powers?"

"Okay. Then later on tonight you're mine." I raised a brow at him.

"You know Sam. There is such a thing as sleep." Sam shrugged.

"Well, Dean's right. It has been a while." I shook my head as I walked away without another word.

Later that night, Dylan returned home with a look of bliss on her face.

"Why are you so happy?" Dean asked. She giggled and lifted her head, proudly displaying the mark on her neck that was so obviously a hickey. Gosh, the girl bruises like a peach. Dean scoffed.

"Am I the only one in this house not getting laid?" Dean bellowed. Like clockwork Kimberly chose that moment to turn the corner. Dylan smiled knowingly. "I thought you were locking yourself up in your room." Dean inquired.

"The point of locking myself up is to keep you people out of the line of fire, but since Sharnel wont leave me alone, I might as well roam freely."

"You'll thank me one day." I said turning the corner. Dylan shook her head and smiled.

"How's she doing?" she asked.

"Well, she hasn't totally lost the ability to freeze." I began.

"She threw a freaking knife at my face." Kimberly interjected bitterly.

"But, it only works when she's scared." I continued.

"Hence the knife." Dean added.

"Exactly. The only thing is, I'm beginning to think that her blowing up power maybe stronger than Piper's. I don't know how I feel about that."

"I really would like to know if I could blow you up."

"Love you too." I said smugly. Suddenly the doorbell rang.

"I'll get it!" Sam yelled as he ran past the living room. W were all about to continue our conversation when suddenly, Sam flew past the corridor and slammed into our center table.

"Oh crap!" Dean shouted. We ran out into the opening, not noticing that Kimberly did not follow.

"Who the hell are you?" Dylan yelled as a man charged in through the front door. He smiled at her darkly, when suddenly he morphed into this beast. His face was red with black stripes on it. His teeth were sharp and he truly did look like the epitome of hell.

"I think you know." And we did know. At least the three people in the house who actually paid attention to the episodes of charmed knew. Standing in front of us was no other than Balthazar. Obviously, he didn't agree with the tactic Cole used in the show. I quickly grabbed hold of a knife while he choked Dylan.

"Sorry baby, but I choose my sisters EVERYTIME!" I yelled as I carved off a piece of flesh from his arm. He yelled out in pain and dropped Dylan. Dean tried to make his move but the demon slapped him across the room. Balthazar then put a energy ball in his hand.

"Energy ball!" Dylan called. She tossed it at him, not expecting him to deflect it and send it in my direction. I've had my fare share of hits but I have to admit. That one hurt like a bitch. I flew into the grandfather clock. I tried desperately to get up but who was I kidding. Blood spilled from my wound on my head and I drifted off. Then the demon turned his attention to Dylan.

"Kimberly!" she called. Kimberly had seen Dean and I fly like ping pong balls across the house and snapped out of her temporary trance. She ran out into the open and willed her hands to do the right thing. She flashed her hands and felt the sudden burst of power rush to her hands. She smiled proudly as a huge rush of power blasted from her hands, but then her joy quickly turned south as she watched as Dylan was taken off her feet and spun around to fly into the book shelf, which then fell over on top of her. Kimberly's jaw dropped in shock and Balthazar looked up at her and smiled.

"Thanks." He took a step towards her when there was a sudden flapping sound. He looked up past her and shimmered away. Kimberly turned to see what was happening. Lucifer stood behind her and actually looked concerned. She was too shocked to say anything. She watched in silence as he walked over to Sam and healed him. Before Sam's eyes could even flutter open, Lucifer was gone.

"Kim?" Sam groaned. Dean began to come to, being the only one who hadn't suffered a huge blow. Kimberly then snapped out of her haze and ran to Dylan's side.

"I'm sorry. I'm so sorry. Cass!" she shouted. Sam walked over to her, but then realized that I too was badly hurt. He ran to my side and lifted me out of the rubble that was our clock.

"What happened?" he asked.

"Are they alive?" Dean asked.

"Barely." A new voice spoke. Everyone turned to see Castiel standing there.

"Well, what are you waiting for? Heal them!" Kimberly ordered.

"You know that I can't." Castiel reminded her.

"Then what the hell good are you? Why did you come? To watch them die?" Kimberly new it was wrong to attack Castiel but she just couldn't get a handle on what just happened. It was so out of nowhere. So unexpected.

"I had no such intentions to witness the end of hope as we know it. After all, there was no way for me to predict, short of Sharnel or Chuck having a vision, that you three would have a fatal attack today…" As Castiel continued to rattle off about his intentions, Dean, Kimberly and Sam rolled their eyes and went back to attending to our wounds. Finally becoming overwhelmingly annoyed, they turned on him.

"Shut Up!" They all yelled.

"Geez Cass. You really need to learn something about social cues." Dean added. Silence occurred when another chime from the bell rang through the house. Sam grabbed his shotgun.

"If he's coming to finish us off, he's going to be picking rounds out of his face." Sam said as he cocked his gun and charged to the door. He was surprised to see Cody at the door and immediately hid the gun behind him. Cody rolled his eyes.

"Let's skip the part where you tell me I can't come in because it's not a good time right now." Cody bit out and walked past Sam. Kimberly, not caring about his unwanted presence began to tear up as she held on to Dylan's limp body.

"What are you doing here?" she asked. Cody knelt down beside her, brushed her hair out of her face and placed his hand over Dylan's head. Kimberly's breath caught as his hand began to glow. Dean took out his gun and cocked it, taking aim.

"What's he doing?"

"He's… he's healing her." She breathed while looking up at him. The entire time, Cody's eyes never left Kimberly's. Kimberly felt a series of emotions pass through her. First it was fear that her sisters would die, then it was shock that Cody was her savior, followed by relief that Dylan's eyes began to flutter open and then finally… Cody came over to where Sam was sitting with me lying in his lap. He placed his hand over my wound and began to heal me.

"Let me get this straight." I barely heard as I began to come back to life. Cody focused on healing me while Kimberly spoke. "Look at me!" Cody sighed since he knew what was coming.

"Kim, I can explain."

"Oh, you can explain! Okay guys! Crisis averted! Cody here can explain!" she ranted. We all looked around in fear and confusion.

"I had to keep it a secret."

"Keep what a secret? The fact that everything you've ever said to me was a lie! The fact that apparently, I got tricked into screwing my white lighter since the elders just knew I wouldn't of my own free will! Or maybe it's that you didn't want me to know how much of a hypocrite you are!"

"What?" he bit out. Our eyes jumped back and forth between them in fear.

"You heard me. I can't believe this entire time has been nothing but a lie!"

"Is that what you really think?"

"I don't know what to think Cody." The two stared each other down and I swore I saw Cody's eyes fill with tears.

"Uh, Cody, we just got attacked by Balthazar. Maybe you should go see what the Elders have to say about it." Dylan interjected gently. Cody then looked down in shame. He never wanted to cause Kimberly any pain and he certainly didn't want this affecting his job in a bad way. Nothing more was said as Cody was taken over in orbs. Kimberly stared after him even though he was no longer in the room and shook her head. Dean then went over to her and put an arm around her shoulder.

"Come on. Killing a demon will make you feel better." He muttered. Kimberly nodded but her mind was obviously far away. Sam rolled his eyes at his brother and all I could do was stare at Dylan. Maybe it hadn't occurred to her, but if Cody's a white lighter, what does that mean about Randy? I'm not enjoying watching Kimberly in pain and I don't want Randy dragging Dylan down the same dreadful spiral. I stared at Sam, knowing that he was going to help me with my new research project. He raised a questioning brow at me. Let Dean and Kimberly focus on the demon. Sam and I are going to focus our attentions elsewhere.