16

In the morning I woke up in an empty bed. Sam had left a note saying he went to get coffee and he would be back soon. I got up and showered and by the time I got out, Sam was back and the adjoining doors were open.

I walked over to Dean's room with a towel wrapped around me, since my bag was in there. Sam was leaning over the laptop looking up locations we could do the ritual in. Dean was getting off the bed and walked over to me and kissed my cheek.

"Good morning, beautiful. Sleep well?" He smirked at me strangely.

"What did you two talk about?" I asked, suspiciously.

"Nothing!" Both of them said at the same time.

"Sam!"

"What? All good, I promise!" He turned and smiled at me.

I smack Dean and he chuckled. I grabbed my bag and headed into the bathroom in Dean's room to get dressed. I dressed in jeans and a t-shirt and blow dried my hair and brushed it and headed out.

Sam was at the laptop still and I went over to him. I placed my hand on his shoulder as I peaked over to see what he was looking at. "It would help if I knew what type of location you wanted or needed."

"Yeah, do we need outdoor, secluded, building. That would help narrow it down, love." Dean said coming up behind me and tapping my butt as he passed me to sit in the other seat.

I stood up and thought about it. Then I closed my eyes and tried to picture every ceremony I had in my past lives done to get the dagger. I fell back onto the bed, sitting, as flashes of images played before my closed eyes. Every ceremony, every drawn symbol, every slice of my wrist, every full moon shining brightly overhead. The words were never said allowed, merely in my head, as a prayer, but I heard them in my head every time.

I opened my eyes and Sam and Dean were staring at me. "You okay?" Dean asked.

The room was spinning slightly and I blink until it stopped. "Well, that was dizzying, literally."

"What?"

I felt a rush of adrenaline as the energy bounced excitedly inside me, filling me with even more freely flowing energy. I smirked. "Ask me a question about my past lives, anything…"

"Um… like what?" Sam asked.

"Are we always the same?" Dean asked.

I shook my head, "No, I already know that."

"Okay… Are we always brothers?" Sam asked.

"No. Again already knew that"

"How about in your past how many times has it been brothers?" Dean asked.

I took a breath and closed my eyes and tried to bring up every pair of brothers from my past. At first the images flashed erratically, then they slowed.

"About a dozen times." I replied as I opened my eyes, this time barely dizzy at all.

"You can recall every life before now?" Sam asked, turning fully toward me with a smile.

I nodded. "I'm kinda getting the hang of this."

"Well, go through those memories and see what you're capable of!" Dean said excitedly.

I hadn't thought of that before. I sat back on the bed then decided to lay down as I closed my eyes and focused on retrieving images of my abilities.

They all flashed erratically, but I could catch glimpses: Expelling a demon with my hand, using my dagger in ways that astounded me and couldn't wait to try, healing myself and those I was bonded with, although me healing them always took a toll on me everytime. My abilities were amazing, and I knew some of them would be natural, others would take practice or extreme amounts of my energy.

I opened my eyes, then closed them again as the room spun worse than before. I knew I was done for the time being on retrieving memories.

I sat up slowly, Sam taking my hand as I did, a light flow of energy restoring my spinning vision to normal.

"So, what are ya capable of?"

"More than you think. Let's start with getting my dagger. That's where some of my power comes from too."

"Okay, so, location?" Sam asked.

"Outside, under the moon." I said as Sam handed me my coffee. "But you don't need to look for it. I'll get us there."

"Okay. So, what do we do until then?" Dean asked.

"What ever we want." I said. "Today we get to be almost normal people with nothing specific to do."

My laptop on the table dinged as a new email arrived. "Actually, you might want to spend sometime being regular Dee that owns a foundation. Your laptop's been doing that every few minutes since I opened it." Sam said.

"Okay, fine." I said with a sigh. "But you two had better get me some food and more coffee."

"On it." Sam said getting up as I stood up. He leaned down and kissed me quickly and headed out.

Dean stayed behind, sitting in the seat beside me.

I opened up my email and and groaned. I had over 250 new messages to go through. And this was an email set up specifically for the business side of me from investments to the foundation and my accounts, they were all important.

"What?" Dean asked as he leaned over and looked. "I take it none of those are spam?"

I shook my head as I scrolled down and opened the oldest. Most of them were update emails regarding my investments or if Ted was moving money to a new investment or cashing one out for whatever reason. Some were about my actual bank accounts and the adding of funds from investments of interest. Others were regarding the foundation; and because I was the only that currently approved of every donation… I was behind.

I finished filing through the accounts emails and investment emails by the time Sam returned with food and more coffee. I was also done with my first coffee. It was almost lunch time, so Sam had gotten me a turkey sandwich with some fresh fruit.

I picked at the fruit as the guys argued about what to watch on the TV as they ate. I was busy typing away emails when I got a skype call from Ted.

I answered it. "Good to see you, sweetheart!"

Sam and Dean both jumped a little and turned to look at me.

"Good to see you too, Ted. How are you and Lucy doing?"

"Oh, we're doing just fine, don't you worry about us. We were here worrying about you. Haven't heard from you in a while. Haven't been responding to emails lately, huh?"

"Sorry, Ted, we've been a bit busy."

"I'm sure you have, hun. Them boys taking care of you?"

"Yes, they are. They're right here." I turned the laptop toward the guys.

Dean waved, "Hey, Ted."

Sam waved and smiled.
"you both better be taking care of Dee now, ya hear?"

"I promise you Ted she's being very well taken care of." Dean said.

I turned the laptop back to face me, "See, very well taken care of."

Ted chuckled, "Alright, sweetheart, just wanted to check in on you. Oh, crap!"

"What?"

"I'm at work and Kelsey is hounding me to let her talk to you."

I smiled, "Go ahead, put her on."

"Alright, you take care Dee."

"You too Ted."

Ted got up and Kelsey rushed to the computer. "Oh my God! You look stunning."

"Um, thank you." I replied.

"You always look stunning, but anyways… So, how's that hunky guy of your's and his hot brother?"

I put my head in my hand and turned the laptop toward the guys. "Well, ain't that a sight. I'd like to have that in my hotel room! Hi, boys!"

They waved timidly and I turned the laptop back around. "You get to wake up to that every morning?"

"Yes, I do." I said with a proudly happy smile.

"Lucky!"

"Yes I am."

She dropped her voice to a whisper, not that it really helped the guys from not hearing her, "Oh my God, Dee!"

"What?"

She mimed with her hand, trying to motion toward the guys and indicating both of them with me. I felt a blush rise to my cheeks. "I am not having that conversation with you."

"Oh my God! I so totally idolize you right now!"

"Kelsey, please don't."

"Oh, it's too late, Dee. You're already the most awesome person I know and you just became even better!"

"Yeah, slight moral lapse aside."

"You know what? Let the haters hate. You look happy, like truly, unbelievably happy. Bask in it, hun. And don't let anyone bring you down."

"Thanks for the pep talk, Kelsey. But I still have tons of emails to go through, so as much as I would love to sit here and dish with you I need to go."

"Alright, fine. But I want an email, with you-know-what included!"

"Fine."

"Okay, then. Later, Dee. And take care. Bye boys!"

She closed the call and I went back to the emails.

"You know something, after really getting to know you, Kelsey just doesn't seem to be the type of person you would be friends with." Sam said. "Not meaning that in a bad thing. Just an observation."

"Kelsey is unique, that's for sure. But we weren't always friends. When I first got there and Ted had given me the job, she took it as a threat. I was a harder worker and I got better tips, but I shared my tips with those that worked with me so she quickly warmed up to me. She was a different type of personality, but if you could meet all the friends I've made… You wouldn't really see a trend of personalities."

"That's because everyone likes you." Dean said. "I have yet to meet one person that you've met, that didn't like you."

"I would say Bobby, but I think he treats everyone that way."

"Bobby adores you." Sam said.

"I doubt that." I said softly.

"No, Dee, really he does." Sam replied.

"Sam's right, Bobby loves your feisty attitude, your sarcasm… everything. He feels better with you being with us, I believe the term he used was 'guardian angel'." Dean smiled warmly.

"Really?" I asked in disbelief.
"Yeah, he did." Sam said. "He kinda freaked out that night when you collapsed on the porch."

"He was sitting so close to you because he kept checking on you. We told him there wouldn't be any change until you came to, he didn't believe us when we had told him that you had already done it a couple times to us."

I swallowed the lump in my throat and then smiled softly as I went back to the emails. By the time the sun was just beginning to set I closed the laptop, done with the emails.

"Alright, let's get some dinner and get my dagger."

Dean turned the TV off and smacked Sam lightly who had fallen asleep. "Come on. Let's go."

Sam sat up, "It's not even dark yet. Don't you need the moon out?"

"Food first." Dean replied as I went next door to grab my jacket.

I slipped it on and we all headed out. We hit the diner that Sam had gotten our lunch from.

I sat beside Dean and Sam sat across from us. We all ordered coffee, the boys got burgers and I got a french dip sandwich. By the time we were done eating, it was dark and we headed out.

I drove and the guys sat up front with me, Dean in the middle.

I took the darker roads leading out toward forested areas until I came across a secluded lakeside beach and parked, it was perfect. Beautiful, serene, secluded and the moon was shining overhead.

We all got out. I went to the trunk and slipped my jacket off and left it there. I grabbed a one of my throwing daggers and the first aid kit so they could wrap my wrist until I could be properly healed.

I had to admit, being able to heal by simply having unbelievably great sex with one of the men I loved was pretty much a phenomenal ability all in it's own. I would still need to get used to having both of them, they, however, seemed to adjust to sharing me easily.

I handed the first aid kit to Dean and he eyed me. "That way the cuts can me wrapped until… I…"

Dean smirked, "Got it." He leaned over and kissed me quickly. "You sure you're ready for this?"

"I have to be, otherwise we have to wait a whole cycle and we really don't want to waste that much time."

"Touche!"

I closed the trunk and walked down to the very fine gravel by the water. I grabbed a thick branch and started to draw the very simple symbol.

"That's it?" Sam asked when I was done.

"Yeah, it's not complicated."

Dean tilted his head, "Kinda surprised you don't have to draw it in the shape of a heart."

Sam nodded, "You know that's actually a valid point."

"That would actually make sense, wouldn't it?" I added.

I shrugged, "Oh, well." I pulled the dagger out of my back pocket and wrapped my left hand around the blade.

I drew the dagger out, slice just deep enough to get a steady flow of blood if I squeezed my fist. I trailed it around the symbol I had drawn until the blood seemed to fill the designs lines carved into the gravel.

I took a deep breath, felt the energy forming a center within me. I kneeled in the circle. My dagger was still gripped in my right hand and I brought the tip of the blade to my left wrist. I slowly cut the dagger across my wrist, making sure not to go too deep.

My right hand trembled as the pain from my own slicing made my body shake slightly. When I had slit my wrist across I let the dagger go. I closed my eyes and breathed deeply as I felt the familiar words scroll through my mind in a prayer.

Doing what I had seen in my vision I poured the formed energy down my left arm, coaxing the blade to be formed with my thoughts. I poured all my energy into it, siphoning it perfectly.

When I felt the hilt form in my right hand, I slowly pulled the hilt away from my left wrist, coxing the blade to its completed form. I felt wind swirl around me as I pushed a final flow of energy into the blade and held the completed dagger in my right hand.

I opened my eyes and saw that I was faintly glowing with a pulsing light from my pendant and the dagger. The light faded and disappeared. My dagger in my hand.

My vision blurred and I collapsed to my side, the dagger falling across my lap.

Dean and Sam were quickly at my side. I saw that their lips were moving, but I couldn't hear them over the pounding in my ears.

They quickly wrapped my wrist and hand. Dean grabbed the first aid kit and both daggers while Sam lifted me into his arms. Dean went ahead to open the door.

I managed to wrap my arms around Sam's neck. He brought his lips to mine and kissed me with intent. The rush of energy that he pushed into me flowed through my veins, my body devouring it hungrily.

I pulled away breathless as we approached the car. Sam set my feet on the ground and I managed to climb into the middle and Sam slid in behind me. the pounding in my ears gone.

Dean set my dagger on my lap. I was a large dagger, borderlining on a scabbard or short sword, than a dagger. In its hilt was an amethyst heart just like my pendant.

I leaned against Dean's shoulder. "That was awesome, babe. And kinda gross, but pretty awesome." he said as wrapped an arm around my shoulders as we hit the road.

"That was exhausting." I said.

"You literally made a dagger out of your blood." Sam said. "I'm sure that would tire anyone out."

"Yeah, probably." I replied.

It took us another 10 minutes to get back to the hotel. Dean grabbed the dagger and headed into his hotel room as Sam and I got out on the other side.

"I'm gonna go and lay down… If you… need more... " He ran his hand through his hair. "Just wake me up."

I smiled tenderly as he bent down and kissed me quickly before walking toward his door as I slipped into Dean's room.

Dean had set the dagger on the dresser. He sat on the end of the bed taking his boots off.

I waited until he was done and had removed his jacket. I took off my boots as well. Then I walked toward him, his hands went to my hips as I straddled him on the end of the bed.

"This is weird right?" I asked softly.

His hands wrapped around my back, "In our life what isn't weird?"

I smiled, "Valid point. But you know what I mean."

"Sam and I haven't always had a lot of things in common, or agreed on much. But somehow you've managed to bring us together. And it's a bit strange to have a girlfriend in common, but somehow it seems to be working. I don't know how, and I'm not gonna asked why. But it's working."

"And everything else. Me, these powers, what you just witnessed me doing…?"

"Sweetheart, there has never been anything 'normal' about you. Not to me."

He leaned forward and met my lips with his as his hands slipped my shirt over my head. With every touch of his lips I felt a small amount of my energy returning to me. I focused what I could into flowing freely between us, compounding in strength again with each cycle.

I pulled his shirt over his head and let my hands run over his chest as his lips brushed teasingly around my neck. I left the pendant on, something inside me knew not to take it off, so it stayed a constant presence around my neck. It grew pleasantly warm as my strength slowly returned.

Dean lifted me up and gently laid me on my back. He got the rest of my clothes and his off as he pulled the blankets over us. He was soft and gentle, taking extra time caressing me and kissing me. I got lost in the feel of his hands and lips; of his body pressed against mine.

When we were done I passed out quickly.