We needed a few things, and it wasn't all that late, so Sam took baby to the store and left Dean, Kirsti and I at the resort. I immediately kicked off my heels, heading straight for the Jacuzzi tub to soak my aching feet. Dean plopped down on the fold out, and my jaw clenched when I saw how close Kirsti had placed herself to him. She looked like the real hunter. I almost felt bad for Dean. Almost.

I tried to force the naïve part of me that thought nothing would happen to just shut the hell up. I needed to deal with the fact that Kirsti wanted Dean, and she'd probably get him. Humping was just how they related to the world.

Maybe I was a tiny bit bitter.

I peeled off the dress, starting the tub. I figured I would take a good long soak, maybe grab a book and get some preemptive research done, so I wrapped a big old beach towel around myself and headed back towards the living space. When the door swung open, I saw Kirsti and Dean. I froze, my stomach clenching. Dean's hands were on Kirsti's shoulders. Her dress was askew, riding up to reveal her legs, the top sagging dangerously low. Dean's eyes were filled with shock when they met mine, and I could have sworn I saw some guilt. Kirsti turned, holding her dress up as she saw me. She had a pink flush to her tanned face, and she looked half as embarrassed as I felt.

I clutched at my towel, my jaw working, but no sound coming out. 'Dean doesn't belong to you…' I reminded myself. It didn't help. The green little monster in my stomach danced with the red hot anger in my heart, making a nice, brown, emotional shit storm.

"Um… Sorry." I muttered. I felt something break inside of me. I knew it wasn't fair to be mad at them. I knew how they both were. He was sex made human and she was porn made reality. It was only natural for them to gravitate towards one another. My head said to be calm, but I've never been a very rational person. We were frozen in tableau when the door opened. Sam stood in the threshold with Ninja, who had snuck into the Impala for a little ride. He looked from Dean, who for once, didn't wear a smirk, to Kirsti. She looked at me like she wanted to approach. I bit my lip, feeling Sam's eyes fall on my face.

I fought my feelings as hard as I could, but I was overcome, attacked by all of the hurt, anger, and embarrassment boiling inside of me. Sam ran a hand down his face.

"Shit." He muttered. I turned on my heel and walked back into my room, slamming the door.

A/N – Short chapter, but a good one is coming up! It will be posted tonight or tomorrow, I promise! Mary Jane, Sunshine, Petro, I can't thank you enough for your encouragement! I hope you continue to enjoy! I have hand written out all of the first of three parts. I'm deciding if it will be one big story, or three individual stories now. What do you all think?