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"I still don't like you" John called from the Impala's back seat.

Sam, Cass, Kris and Dean were outside the manor, some yards away from the cars.

"He's going to be a perfect in law" Krista mused, "I dread our next meeting and he hasn't even left yet"

"And our not married to him yet" Cass hit her.

Dean and Sam smirked a little, "umm, listen-"

"Dean come with me" Krista said, grabbing his hand and orbing off.

"oh god" Cassie croaked, turning greenish, "I'm-"

"I got you" Sam said quickly, holding out a random bucket, "here"

(With Krista and Dean)

"How come you only got sick once?" Krista asked sitting down under a weeping willow that overlooked a lake.

"No clue" Dead answered, sitting down next to her, he opened his mouth to say something, but Kris interrupted.

"I wanna go with you"

"No"

"Why not? I can take care of myself" She glared at him, "and I can heal"

"Listen, sweetheart, I know you can, but you can get caught and used against us"

"I can orb, if you haven't noticed"

"I'm talking about being turned into a vamp, or being possessed, you can't orb away from those things" He ran a hand down her hair, "I can't risk you getting hurt"

"That's not going to happen" She procisted, leaning into his hand when it cupped her cheek, "It's not"

"You can't know that" He whispered, leaning in, "and I'd sleep better if you were safe"

Krista's eyes fluttered closed, "I don't wanna sleep"

Their lips connected, soft at first. A gentle touch. The pulled back and did the cliché looking thing, then killed again, rougher, more demanding, Dean's tongue come out and ran across Kris' bottom lip, asking for entrance. It was granted with a sigh and the kiss deepened, turning into teeth and tongue and heat. Dean pushed Krista down and eased himself on top of her.

(With Cassie and Sam)

"Their-" Sam begin, blushing so red he resembled a tomato

"yep" Cassie said, not so red. She glanced over at Sam and giggled.

"what?" He demanded, sitting down on the sidewalk.

"You look like a crayon" She laughed, sitting down next to him.

They sat like that for a while, shoulders and thighs touching, then Cass leaned her head on Sam's shoulder.

"No goodbye sex?" She asked, innocently.

If it was possible, Sam got redder, "Cass, I-"

"I was kidding" She muttered, half-heartedly, "I'm going to miss you"

"Ya, me too" Sam said, putting an arm around her shoulder, "The park was fun, though"

"Ah, the park, good times" She sighed, "when they get back, I'm so going to hurt them"

"Same here"

It was quiet for a few minutes, both of them thinking.

"Nothing gold can stay" Sam said suddenly, "don't you hate that"

"What" Cass asked, laughing, "Random much?"

"we were a good team, golden, almost" he clarified, "and Frost was right, 'Nothing gold can stay'"

"Natures first green is gold, her hardest hue to hold, her early leaf's a flower, but only so an hour, Then leaf subsides to leaf, so Eden sank to grief, so dawn goes down to day, Nothing gold can stay" Cassie recited, "you such a geek"

"No, it's a perfectly legitimate connotation" Sam justified, "you wound me with your sarcasm"

Cass shook her head, "You should be happy I knew the poem, it makes you less of a geek"

"I am not a geek" Sam muttered

"if it helps you're a cute geek" Cassie said.

Sam kissed her forehead, and was leaning in, to actually kiss her.

"Hey! Keep it G" Krista yelled at them. The adults on the ground looked up at the adults standing up.

"Dude" Cass said, standing up, "you look-"

"Shut up" She interrupted, smoothing down her hair.

Dean kissed her forehead, and walked to his car, "goodbye"

Krista sighed and sat down, staring at a reather intresting loking crack in the cement..

Sam leaned down and kissed Cassie, full on the lips, compete with tongue, teeth and heat. He pulled her against him and rapped her arms around her, possessively. When they finally came up for air, Dean was glairing at them, tapping his foot.

"Let's go!" he hollered, walked around to the drivers said, got in and slammed the door. Sam and Cassie shared grins

"goodbye" Sam whispered, and tried to walk way, but Cass held onto him.

"Your our Charges" She whispered, "there's no such thing as goodbye, at least not a permanent one. You just call for us, and we'll be there"

"Don't worry," He said, pulling away from her, "I'll remember"

"you better" She said, pushing him, "Or else"

He waved to her and walked over to the Impala, with one last glance over his shoulder, he got in and closed the door. They didn't move.

Sam looked over at Dean, "dude, are you crying"

"Shut up" He croaked, and started the car "'s Cassie's fault"

"ya, sure"

"You know" Krista said, as they drove away, "Your orbing's getting better"

"ya"

"So. . . in the park?"

". . . Don't you have people to unfreeze?"

Krista's face drained of all color and she orbed back to her apartment.

"Thought so"Cassie muttered, walking up the walkway into the manor. She turned and stared at the door for a long moment, the continued inside, as the door closed.


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Samuel Winchester sobbed quietly in the bathroom of the Motel room he and Dean were sharing. So many things had happened in the last 48 hours that their all swirling around in his head, threatening to over power him. He'd been killed, been brought back to life because Dean had sold his soul, and killed a man. Out right shot him dead. He leaned down and splashed water on his face, then walked out of the Bathroom. Dean looked up at him.
"Hey" he said slowly, taking in his brothers dishevel appearance, "Bobby and Ellen left, to get food"
"That's good" Sam whispered, "Food is good" He bit back a shaky sigh and busied himself with their suitcases.
"So, what's next?" Dean asked, looking down at his hands.
Sam sighed deeply, "I have to save your dumb ass" He said.
"Sammy" Dean said, "I did it because-"
"I know why you did it" Sam cut him off, "I just wish you didn't have to"
"I couldn't let you die Sam"
"I was Already dead!
"I wasn't going to lose you, Dammit Sam!" Dean jumped up, glaring at him.
Sam didn't look up at him, "I know" he said softly, clenching his jaw.
Dean quieted instantly. Sam had a plan, he had to have a plan, otherwise he'd be flipping out, just like Dean. "What are you thinking about?"
"How are we going to explain then to Ellen and Bobby?" Sam said, finally looking up at him, his eyes blood shot, "we didn't have the best of luck with Dad.
"Explain what?" Dean asked, confused
"Cassie and Krista"
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