Dean and Lily arrived at the restaurant in separate cars. The valet took his car, and he waited as her car was taken care of, then they walked in together. Not sure if sharing a booth would make her uncomfortable after what happened at the office, Dean requested a small table away from the crowd.

The waiter came and took their orders, and they talked as they waited for their food.

"You know," Dean said, "I feel like I've known you longer than two weeks."

"Honestly, I feel the same way."

"Really?"

"Really. I guess that's why we ended up... well..." she looked down at the table, not able to stop blushing. "I have to let you know, I've never done anything like that before."

"Me either."

"Especially not with someone I work with."

"Do you regret it?"

She looked up, into his eyes. "No."

"I don't either."

They finished dinner with minimal conversation. He walked her out and asked the valet to bring her car around first. He pulled her aside and put his hands in his pockets.

"Listen, this might seem a little forward, but... do you want to come with me to my place?"

She smiled. "Sure."

"Great." He couldn't suppress the grin on his face.

When her car came around, she pulled out and waited on the side of the road so she could follow him.

Dean opened the door and let her enter the apartment first.

"Very nice," she said.

"Thanks. Not that I spend much time here. I'm at the office more than I'm home."

"I've noticed."

He motioned for her to sit and he walked to the kitchen.

"Can I get you something to drink? You can have whatever you like. I'm starting a cleanse next week so I'm getting rid of all of it."

"Whatever you're having is fine."

He came back with two glasses and handed one to Lily.

"You mentioned a cleanse?"

"Yeah, it's like a detox. Gets rid of all the bad stuff and helps you lose a few pounds." Lily let out a chuckle. "What's so funny?" Dean asked.

"Nothing, really. Just... from where I was sitting, everything looked great."

He smiled and she looked down into her glass before taking a sip.

"Same here," Dean said.

When she turned her head to look at him, he leaned in to kiss her. It was a short kiss, just to make sure she was in the same place. He found her staring at his lips, just as she had done at the office, so he took that as a green light. He took the glass from her hand and set it on the table with his own. She leaned in to kiss him, but he put his hands on her shoulders, gently holding her back.

"Back at the office... I just felt like I had to have you. Right there. And we kind of rushed it." Lily nodded, staring into his eyes. "This time," he said, "I wanna go slow." He let his lips linger next to her, just barely touching. "Think you can handle it?"

"I'll do my best," she whispered.

He lightly kissed her bottom lip before moving down along her jaw to her neck. When she felt his tongue on her skin, her eyes fluttered closed. She gently raked her fingers through the short hair at the nape of his neck as he continued to kiss lower, to the top of her shirt. He slowly undid each button, stopping to kiss the skin each one exposed beneath. He laid her back on the sofa, making sure he was able to kiss even after the lower buttons. Once her shirt fell open, he found the zipper on her skirt and slowly lowered it, letting his fingers graze over her skin. Lily kicked off her slip-on heels as Dean half stood, leaving one knee on the sofa, to pull off her skirt.

He moved to lie on top of her, but Lily pushed him back into a sitting position and straddled his lap. She kissed him deeply to show him that she was still going slow, then repeated his unbutton-and-kiss routine with his shirt. She removed his belt and moved from his lap to help him remove his pants.

Dean stood and pulled Lily to him, into a kiss. With his hands on her hips, he slowly backed her toward the bedroom. Along the way, they shed their shirts, and Dean removed Lily's bra, replacing it with his hands. They stopped for Dean to pull Lily's panties to the floor, and she stepped out of them. He let his hands glide up her legs as he stood, then lowered her to the bed before removing his boxers and climbing over her.

Their hands and lips were everywhere. Lily repeatedly lifted her leg to Dean's side, trying to pull him closer, before wrapping both of her legs around him. At one point his fingers dug into her thighs, almost using them keep himself steady.

Afterward, Dean lay on his back with Lily at his side, his arm around her. They kissed for a long time, neither of them saying a word. Lily felt comfortable there in his arms. She couldn't quite explain it. They eventually fell asleep and she dreamed again of her and Dean, together, but in a place she had never been.

Sunday morning she woke and gently climbed out of bed. She collected her clothes and dressed before waking Dean.

"What time is it?" he asked.

"It's a little after six. I have to get home. I'll see you tomorrow morning." She kissed him and let herself out.

Monday morning she was waiting for him by the elevator with news she knew he would want to hear right away. He looked flustered when he stepped off, and she noticed a man in a tech support shirt giving him a strange look.

Dean looked a bit surprised to see her at the elevator. As they walked to his office, she gave him the news of a deal that went through, putting a huge smile on his face, but the smile quickly faded at her next question.

"Did something happen on the elevator?"

"That's the second time that guy has gotten me alone in an elevator and creeped me out. Asking me if I believe in ghosts, or if I've ever had weird dreams."

"Dreams?" That sort of intrigued her. After all, she had been having some weird dreams herself.

"Yeah, dreams. Apparently, he's been having them."

The rest of the day went smoothly. Both were an example of professionalism. No one would know they had slept together. Let alone that they had done it right there in the office. Lily was at her desk, packing up for the night, when Dean walked up behind her.

"You coming over tonight?"

"Very tempting, but if you want me alert and focused on the job, I need sleep."

"Good point. I'll get back to you on Friday."

"Sounds good."

The next morning there were emergency vehicles at the building when she arrived. She found out from security that one of the guys in tech support killed himself late the night before. When Dean arrived she filled him in and they went to see what happened. Once the body was removed, everyone went back to work.

Later that day, she heard him call someone to come to his office. The adjoining door remained open, so she heard the entire exchange. All Dean asked was for the man, Ian, to refile a form that had some errors. Ian completely flipped and ran out of the office. When Lily saw Dean run after him, she followed. She stopped short of following them into the men's room, choosing to wait outside. When she heard Dean call for help she ran in. Ian was on the floor, blood all over.

"Oh my God," she said.

"Call 911!"

She pulled out her cell phone and made the call. When the police arrived they questioned both her and Dean. Lily thought that Dean seemed pretty shaken up, but he had just watched as someone plunged a pencil into their own neck. She would feel the same way.

When they were finally allowed to go back to their offices, Dean started hunting for something in the drawers. He was very flustered.

"Lily?" he called, still searching.

"Yes?"

"Get me that big guy on the phone."

"Who?"

"The big, creepy guy from tech support!"

"From the elevator?"

"Yes, him. Get me his extension."

"It will take me a minute. I don't know his name."

Lily went into her office and dialed the extension of an executive assistant who had been really kind to her over the last few weeks.

"Hi, Doris. Do you know the really tall guy in tech support?... Awesome! What's his extension?... Thanks, Doris!"

Lily walked back into Dean's office and gave him the number. He punched the numbers into his phone.

"I need to see you in my office. Now." He hung up and went back to Lily. "I want to talk to this guy alone, so if you could close the door..."

"Is everything okay?" She had never seen him like this, and it worried her a little.

"Everything's fine." He went back to rummaging through the draws.

"Do you need help finding something?"

"I'm looking for my extra shirts. I keep some in case I spill something, and..." He held out his arms. Indicating the blood on his shirt.

Lily nodded and headed to a drawer, pulling out a fresh, clean shirt. He seemed to calm a bit as she held it out to him, smiling.

"What would I do without you?"

"Right now, you'd still be looking for your shirt."

He removed the blood-stained shirt as she unfolded the clean one. She held it as he put his arms in, then slowly smoothed her hands over his shoulders and back.

"I'll be in my office if you need me."

It was some time later when he came back and the entered her office. She was sitting at her computer, returning emails.

"Why don't you head home for the day. I'll be leaving in a few minutes myself. It's been nuts today."

"Are you sure?"

"Yeah, I'm sure."

She still thought he seemed a little off, but she gave in. It took her a few minutes to pack up and head out. As she passed Dean's office she saw the guy from tech support, Sam Wesson, through the narrow window next to the door.

Dean was quiet the next day. All work. No idle chat at all, and he kept their adjoining door closed. She was working on a report when, suddenly, she had no idea where she was, or how she got there. As she looked around, it slowly came back to her. She worked here?

"What the hell..."

To her left she saw a door with a narrow window that led to a hallway. There was another door in front of her. She walked to it and carefully opened it. Once she was in enough, she saw a familiar face.

"Dean?"

"Lily?"

Lily was slowly remembering everything that happened, but she didn't understand it. Dean was relieved when he saw her, and he took her into his arms.

"I wasn't sure what he'd done with you. I was about to try calling your cell."

"What who had done with me? What's going on?"

"You know what, let's get out of here first. I'm starving, and I don't think we should stay now that we're out of whatever that was. And we have to find Sam."

"Sam... He was here too."

"Yeah, come on."

"They met up with Sam in the lobby, looking very confused."

Dean slapped him on his back. "I'll explain on the way. Let's go."

In the parking garage, Dean walked as if he knew where he was going. Sam was still processing.

"How do you plan to go anywhere?"

"My car... Or Dean Smith's car... is parked over here.

When they got to the parking spot, his face lit up. Dean Smith's Prius was gone, and his Impala sat there, bright and shiny. "At least he gave me back my Baby."

"Who did?" Sam and Lily both asked.

"Get in and I'll explain as best I can."

Lily climbed in back while Sam rode shotgun. Dean explained to them that the angel, Zachariah, dropped them in the middle of a haunting with fake memories to prove to Dean that hunting is what he was meant to do.

"It was all some kind of lesson."

"Okay," Sam said, "I get why you were there, and even me since we hunt together all the time, but what does Lily have to do with any of this?"

"I asked him that. He said that she's become a larger part of my life over the last few years and they wanted to be sure she wouldn't be a distraction."

"A distraction?" Lily asked. "How am I a distraction?"

"I don't know, but it doesn't matter, because this little test of theirs apparently proved that you're not."

"A distraction from what?" Sam asked.

"From 'everything I'm destined to do,' whatever the hell that means."

"So, we were really hunting that ghost?"

"Yep."

"Wait a minute," Lily said. "You guys were hunting, and you left me sitting at a desk?"

"We had no clue what we were doing," Dean said. "You wouldn't have either."

"Still... That's wrong."

Dean wanted to drive Lily back home since they were in Ohio, but she refused. She wanted to stick with them for a while, but she did need clothes, and her weapons, and a bunch of other things, so they headed to Indiana to make a quick stop at the cabin.

Dean and Sam followed Lily inside.

"I'll just be a minute," she said.

"Lily," Dean said, "it's already dark out. We're not gonna drive straight through to Bobby's, and I don't wanna get on the road just to stop at a motel in a few hours when we've got this nice comfy cabin. And we're already here."

"Okay, but if we stay here tonight, you'd better not try to leave without me once you're rested."

"I promise."

"Great," Sam said. "I'll go get our bags from the trunk."