Okay, i know. You all hate me, but inspiration just wasn't there for a long while. I apologize for the delay. I had two deaths in my family, two days apart and it has really taken a toll on me (they died from old age, but still). Anywho, getting down to business, my muse is back and better than ever so enjoy and i promise you'll get another chapter soon. Review guys!

Things in the manor calmed down substantially since Balthazar. We've been demon light for a couple of weeks which gave us more than enough time to train. More importantly, us girls have had more time to spend with each other and our men. Sam and I celebrated our 3 month anniversary, Dylan spent a weekend in a rented Cabin with Randy, and Kimberly was able to settle her differences with Cody. They decided to start anew. Clean slate and all. Yes. I'd say things were looking up for us. There was just one hitch in the latest development of our state of contentment. Dean. Maybe I've been taking this little sister thing a bit overboard, but is it so bad for me to want to see my roommates happy? Everyone has someone except for Dean and I am Phoebe after all. Why not take it upon myself to play cupid?

"What do you mean it's a bad idea? Dean likes the ladies and I know plenty." I said while huffing for air. Sam grabbed my water bottle and drained it within two gulps.

"Yeah, but Dean doesn't usually get to know the women he dates." Sam said trying to find a gentle way to call his brother a slut. Sam handed me the empty bottle of water and I slowed my run into a steady jog while looking at him in disbelief.

"Thanks. It's not like I wanted any water." I said sarcastically. I went over to a park bench and took a seat. Sam chuckled and sat down next to me.

"Sharing is caring baby." He teased. I rolled my eyes and went back to the matter at hand.

"Okay, so Dean doesn't have the best track record in relationships but, he has feelings. Why else do you think he's been drinking himself into a black hole lately?" Sam raised his eyebrows in thought.

"How is that any different from his usual behavior?" Sam stood up and pulled me onto my feet. I sighed.

"I know what I mean. Something's off with Dean and I'm pretty sure it has to do with Kimberly fixing things with Cody." Sam walked over to the nearby water fountain and refilled my bottle.

"Well, if that's true, then let him worry about it. All you should be worrying about is getting back home." I groaned. Sam woke me up at 6 in the morning to go running. I still doubt that I would ever agree to such a ludicrous activity, but he said that I agreed to go running with him while we were in bed. I'm pretty sure that I was saying yes to something else if you ask me.

"Sam, your car is all the way on the other side of the park. How about we call Cass and have him pick us up?" He simply smirked and started jogging in place.

"Come on. Don't let your heart rate go all the way back down. Now hop to it." He said while smacking me on the butt. I know Sam told me to focus on my run, but all I kept thinking about is the type of girl that could take Dean out of his rut. "He's probably so depressed."

"Oh God!" Cassie screamed as Dean sat up with her wrapped around his waist. Dean grunted and buried his face in the crook of her neck. He held her tight as she began to convulse mercilessly on him. With one final thrust, Dean released and they sat together heaving for air until finally collapsing back into the bed. Wrapping herself up in the covers, Cassie began to giggle.

"What's so funny?" Dean asked, taking her into his arms. Cassie sobered and looked him in the eyes.

"Nothing. It's just that when you showed up on my door step a couple of weeks ago, you said you needed my help. I never imagined that this is what you had in mind." Dean grinned devilishly at her and shrugged a shoulder.

"Well, the therapeutic answers I was looking for just happened to be between those gorgeous legs of yours." Cassie cackled and smacked him playfully on the chest.

"Shut up." Cassie traced a pattern on Dean's chest. "So, what now?" she asked gently. Dean looked down at his bedmate and narrowed his brows.

"Uh… Cassie I… this wasn't…" Dean trailed off, finding it difficult to find the right words. Cassie cocked her head back and shook her head.

"Dean, chill. I know that we're just hanging out. I meant, what are you going to do now? You know, because I have to get ready for work soon." Cassie reminded him. Dean smiled in embarrassment and sighed.

"Oh." He breathed in relief. Cassie will always be his first love, but Dean won't lie to her and say that he's open to a relationship with her. Deep down, there's only one woman that he wants. "Cassie, is this… okay with you?" Dean asked. He is well aware of how women work and sometimes, they are not very upfront about their feelings. Cassie rolled her eyes and climbed out of bed with her sheet wrapped around her.

"Dean please. Give me a little more credit than that. We're just friends with a past who are presently… benefiting from each other's company. I've grown up a lot since you knew me. I don't have time for a boyfriend with my career on the fast track so if anyone is getting used, it's you." With that, Cassie threw her hair up into a messy bun and headed to the shower leaving Dean speechless and naked in the bed.

"Oh no." Kimberly groaned.

"It can't be." Dylan whimpered overdramatically and slumped back into her chair. Sam placed a comforting hand on Kimberly's shoulder and sighed. As the three stared at the fridge, Dean walked in the kitchen.

"What's going on?" Dean asked.

"Shar's calling for a family meeting." Kimberly answered. Dean sighed heavily.

"What did we do now?"

"Nothing. Sharnel has good news." Sam assured the group.

"Isn't that what she said last time when she enrolled us into hunting boot camp?" Dylan objected. Jeez. So sometimes I get a little spirited about things. It's not like I'm the only one who calls these family meetings. When I went into the kitchen, I saw that the whole group was home.

"Well, the meeting wasn't supposed to be until later, but since we're all here…" Everyone groaned and I rolled my eyes. "I feel that since we've moved into this house, it's been one demonic headache after another and now that we have finally gotten some type of break from the supernatural world, I think it's time we have a dinner party."

"Oh, that's not a bad idea." Dylan jumped in.

"Hey, I have good ideas!" I defended myself. "I thought we could invite a few friends, not too many people of course because we have to cook for them all, but, maybe dates."

"You mean like a couples night?" Kimberly asked skeptically.

"Well, it's a rare occurrence that all three of us have boyfriends at the same time, so why not? And Dean gets dates like they grow on trees so…" I trailed off. Dean smirked and nodded.

"Sounds good."

"I like it." Sam added.

"So, then Friday night? Dinner party?" I asked getting excited. Everyone agreed. "So, Dean, do you have anybody in mind? I have a friend who I think would be perfect for you." Dean put up his hand to stop me.

"That's okay. I can get my own date, but thanks for the thought."

"Are you sure? Megan is pretty awesome and quite the looker." I push but Dean shakes his head.

"I'm sure. I've sort of been seeing someone." Everyone gives him looks of shock. That's certainly news to my ears. Everything was working out perfectly then. We'd have a quadruple date at home and I could overlook things between Dean and his mystery chick.

"So, now to the more important stuff. What should we wear?" Dylan beams filled with excitement. Dean smirks.

"Our knickers if we want. We're home." Dylan rolls her eyes and sighs.

"Have you no class?" she asks. Dean shrugs and Dylan decides to ignore him all together. "So, what do you girls think? Jeans or dress pants?"

"Why not change it up a little?" I suggest. "Dressing up would give me a reason to go shopping." I say with a smile. Sam laughs in disbelief.

"Your closet is already overflowing!" he objects. I shake my head.

"You are over exaggerating." Sam folds his arms and gives me the straight face.

"So, you didn't come into my room the other day with clothes, claiming that I'm wasting my closet space."

"Wow Shar." Kimberly laughs.

"He has like two shirts in there! I might as well utilize the closet space." I defend myself.

"If it makes you guys feel any better, you don't need to gel your hair back and through on your best tux. Just throw on some nice pants with a button down and maybe put on a tie or a vest." Kimberly tried. Dean scoffed.

"Excuse me, but there is not a single vest in my closet, and I'm not wearing a tie. The button down will be enough." Kimberly sighs in defeat.

"Fine. As long as we all look presentable."

Friday finally came and I was practically bouncing off the walls with excitement. I even let Sam take me for another morning run before I went to the hair salon. The day before, the girls and I went on a mad spring cleaning fiasco in the house and scared the life out of the Winchester brothers. Even Castiel got a little scare. Kimberly went on a long rant about the guys not washing dishes and when they do try, they do it wrong. "How in the hell can you wash a dish wrong? Does this look clean to you Sam? What is that?" she shouts as she points to a small spot of food, dried up on a plate. "I can see that it's not clean. Why can't you?" Then Dylan went on a rant about people leaving hair in the sink. Obviously, it belonged to a male because they were extremely short. "Is it so hard to rinse your pubes down the drain Dean?" Dean tries to point out that the hair is not his pubes, but his chin hair which only made things worse. "Same difference! I don't care what you're shaving! I DON'T WANT TO SEE IT!" Then there was me ranting about the demons. "Those bastards ruin our lives! Just barge in and destroy our house! The least you fuckers could do is rid of your OWN blood and guts." I shouted as I desperately tried to shampoo the demon leftovers out of the carpet. I know, that's completely unrealistic thinking, but I was pissed. To top it all off, Castiel chose that very moment to swoop in covered in filth. I may or may not have bitch slapped him with the vacuum and sprayed him with Lysol. Let's just say that I'm not the only one excited that today is Friday. Thursday was a bad day for everybody. Kimberly prepared her chicken enchiladas with a special Asian hot sauce, Dylan made her delicious quiche, and I made my shrimp paella. Dean, not being a man of the kitchen, refused to cook, but did offer an abundance of pie. Cherry pie. Apple pie. Pumpkin pie. Just all around pie for dessert. Sam, turned out to be even more useless than his brother, so I gave him a list of wines, champagnes, beers, sodas and juices to buy. And by 6, the dining room table was set for our party. Tonight was fashion's night in. The girls and I did not fail to utilize this excuse to go shopping. Once the house was presentable, we scurried off to get ready while Dean left to pick up Cassie. Now that the stress of planning was over and done with, I was getting jittery, filled with excitement. I was just putting on a final coat of lipstick when Sam came rushing into my room.

"So, I got the drinks, but I don't think we…" Sam trailed off as I turned to face him. He stood there speechless for a moment.

"Well," I said nervously. "What do you think?" I was hoping I didn't overdo it or look like an idiot in my evening gown. It's black with white straps. The straps go around my neck and waist like a bikini. The rest of my dress falls down to my feet and leaves my back exposed. I paired the gown with red pumps and ruby dangling earrings. My hair was up in a curly bun with strands left loose. I finished with a silver bracelet and fire engine red lipstick.

"Wow… you look…"

"It's too much, isn't it? I think I'm going to take it off." Sam quickly shook his head and held my hand.

"No, you look beautiful. Breathtaking." I blushed.

"Thank you. And you look handsome as always." I acknowledged. His hair was combed back and he wore a light blue button down that really made his eyes sparkle. I was pleased to see him in black dress pants. He even went the extra mile and threw on a black blazer. Sam shrugged with a sheepish smile.

"I just threw this on."

"I know. It's effortless for you." I complimented. Ignoring the murmur in my head that said I was going to have to reapply my lipstick, I gave him a kiss. Now that we don't have demons on our ass, I can take a step back and see how happy Sam makes me. Our kisses were interrupted by the doorbell. I squealed in excitement.

"Come on." Sam said, taking my hand in his and leading the way downstairs.

"Shar, can you get that for me." Kimberly asked, poking her head out her door. "I'm almost finished.

"Sure. I got it." Sam went to the kitchen to get the food and bring it into the dining room while I went to get the door. Opening up the door, I was greeted with two very large, very handsome men.

"Wow Shar." Randy exclaimed.

"You look great." Cody added. I smiled.

"I never get tired of hearing that." I beamed. I was impressed by what stood before me as well. Cody and Randy both had on tuxes. Cody looked like a million bucks in an off-white tux with black lining and black buttons. His under shirt was black as well with no collar and the top couple of buttons undone. Then there was Randy. My, how my opinion of him has changed. It wasn't long ago that I was convinced he was a demon. Now, I'm just convinced that he must marry my sister and she must bare his children. He wore an all black tux. It was classic and suited him nicely. He didn't wear a tie, but I don't think anyone expected him to anyway. His loafers seemed extra expensive.

"So, where are the girls?" he asked, breaking me out of my little trance.

"Upstairs. Doing their final little touch ups."

"Oh, let's go say hi." Cody tried but I stepped in his way.

"Oh, they'll be down any second now. Come in and help Sam carry out the trays while I go get them." There was no way I was allowing them to go upstairs looking like smoking hot sex on a platter. There will be plenty of time for upstairs activities later. I was closing the door when a hand caught it.

"Sorry." A pretty women with long curly hair said as she slipped in. "Dean said to catch the door." I nodded, realizing that this must be his date. "Hi. I'm Cassie." She said holding out a hand. I shook it with a smile and took the moment to check her out. "Alright Dean!" I cheered in my thoughts. She was absolutely stunning in her pale green evening gown. It was strapless and hugged her body like a corset and had little beads that lined the slit that came up to her thigh. If anyone wondered why she went with that gown, the answer was obvious once Dean parked the impala and came inside. The color was just bright enough to make Dean's eyes pop whenever he stood by her. They looked like a match made in heaven with Dean in his white button down and black dress pants. He too wore a blazer which had a light green handkerchief neatly sticking out of the pocket. "You must be Kimberly." I shook my head.

"No. I'm Sharnel." I answered gracefully while hoping that Dean didn't spend all his time talking about Kimberly with such a gorgeous chick like Cassie.

"Oh, I'm sorry." I waved a hand in dismissal. Dean came in and smiled.

"Check you out." He said taking my hand and making me twirl. I laughed.

"Right back at you Mr. 007." He rolled his eyes.

"Yeah, I figured, you guys would make me change if I showed up in anything less than a monkey suit so…" he trailed off and gestured to his outfit.

"Well, you clean up well. Come on Cassie. I'll show you where to put your things." Dean gave me a worried look and I answered with another smile. While I got better acquainted with his date, Dean went to go mingle with the men. Moments later, Dylan came down the stairs, hoping that we didn't start without her. Not that she was at risk of being forgotten, wearing that evening gown that looked like it was something straight out of the Versace wardrobe. Her dress was royal blue. The skirt of it wrapped around her waist and overlapped at the front creating a tasteful slit down the front of the dress and it flowed gracefully to the ground. The dress had a deep plunging neckline that travelled all the way down to her waist. She let her hair fall with gentle waves flowing around her face and accessorized with silver earrings, a matching bracelet and nude pumps. It goes without saying that the room came to a sudden silence when she stepped in. Randy, for the first time since they've met, seemed absolutely dumbstruck.

"Close your mouth dude. You might catch flies." Dean mumbled. It was just then that Randy remembered how to move the muscles in his jaw.

"Dylan, you look amazing." He breathed. Dylan smiled as if that was the finishing touch.

"You think?"

"Are you kidding?" Randy huffed. He closed the space between them and took her in his arms. "You made my heart stop." Dylan met Randy's lips with such urgency. At that very moment, she knew. She was falling in love. The rest of the men watched with smiles on their faces as the two got lost in each other's eyes. Isn't love grand? It was the sound of clacking heels that brought them back to earth. Heads turned and gasps were heard throughout the room. Kimberly descended the stairs in a goldish champagne colored dress that looked amazing against her caramel skin. The silky material clung to her curves so nicely. The sleeveless dress came down to the ground and left a small trail. It wrapped her neck like a turtleneck and left her back naked except for a little lace trimming above her butt. In the middle, from her neck to below her bosom was a slit that opened slightly to expose some cleavage. She wore gold bracelets on both wrists and black pumps. Her hair was drop curled and was clipped to fall all on one side. Cody smiled as if it was Christmas. She came in front of him and smiled, waiting for words to come out.

"So… what do you think?" she urged. Unexpectedly, the wrong person answered.

"You look…" Cody trailed off, not being able to find the words.

"Perfect." Dean supplied gazing after her dreamily. Sam nudged his brother, only to be ignored. No one else existed in Dean's world at the moment. Kimberly risked a look at Dean, only to see a longing expression on his face. She quickly averted her eyes back to Cody and gave him a kiss.

"I'm speechless." Cody finally spoke.

"Yeah, well, I'm not. You look hot." she responded. He blushed.

"Thanks. You look hotter." He quickly pulled her back in his embrace and found her lips again to Dean's dismay.

"Let's eat. Shall we?" Sam called out nervously.

With everyone at the table, things were going just as planned.

"So, Dean, how come you didn't tell me Cassie is in town?" Sam asked. Dean shrugged.

"I moved actually. I live in Jersey now." Cassie clarified. Curiosity struck.

"How do you guys know each other?" I asked.

"Oh we go way back." Dean answered with a glare. I guess he didn't like me prying. Psh. That's too damn bad.

"Dean and I dated for a couple of months way back when. Like another lifetime ago, right Dean?" Cassie answered. She was so charming and if he's dating her again that means that they have real chemistry. My plan is coming together nicely.

"And here I thought, Dean didn't date anybody for more than one night." Dylan joked. Kimberly and I gave her a disapproving look, but Cassie laughed it off.

"Yeah, well, he tends to stick around if you play hard to get. I was not impressed with Dean Winchester when he showed up, smirk and all, at my job." Dean rolled his eyes.

"You wanted me and you know it." He responded.

"So, Dean, why have you been hiding the one girl we would approve of you bringing home?" Kimberly asked. I wanted to jab her in the leg with my fork, but I was sandwiched between Sam and Cassie. Dylan and I shared a look from across the table.

"It's not like that." Dean answered without meeting her eyes.

"What is that supposed to mean? Randy asked confused. Dylan must have jabbed him because he jumped and glared at her.

"We're not together. Oh, no. I'm not reopening that can of worms right now. Besides, Dean's too hung up on someone else right now." Cassie answered. Dean took a swig of his beer.

"Is that so?" Cody asked. Cody looked Dean right in the eyes and slid his hand over Kimberly's. "Who?" Being a white lighter, Cody knew exactly who Dean had feelings for. He was aware of it all, including the trip to the future and what happened between Kimberly and Dean when she was evil. Dylan, Sam and I shared looks of panic and then stared at Dean. Dean took another drink and smirked.

"Doesn't matter. She's too hung up on the wrong guy." At that point, I tried my best to dive into my plate and wished I had soup to drown myself in. "What on earth would possess you to say something like that?" I looked over at Cassie and even she seemed to be shrinking in her seat while Cody stared daggers at Dean. Kimberly narrowed her eyes at Dean in confusion.

"Since when do you give up?" she asked. Sam began to clear his throat.

"Well, you know what they say. If you love something, let it go and if it comes back to you… it's yours." Dylan and I slowly turned to look at my boyfriend. Was he serious? "In any case, I always that Cassie was the girl for my brother. She knows exactly how to keep him in line." I nodded in agreement.

"Yeah, you seem pretty cool and you make a cute couple. Don't they Randy?" He was busy stuffing his face so I knew he would just nod his head in agreement like I wanted him to. Silence overcame the table and the sound of silverware on dishes could be heard throughout the house. A dinner party. Me and my great ideas.