The sun was streaming through the windows, and a wisp of it fell across Dani's eyes, rousing her. She took in a deep breath and sighed into the neck beside her lips. As she felt Dean in her arms, she smiled and opened her eyes.
He was still sleeping, his face turned slightly away from her. She kissed his neck softly and squeezed her arms a little more tightly around him. His eyelashes flickered and then his mouth spread into a smile as he opened his eyes and turned to face her. He rolled slightly and pulled her into his arms, kissing her temple.
"Good morning, Miss Archer."
"Mr. Winchester. Sleep well?"
He sighed into her hair. "Definitely. Although I could probably have done with a little less sleep."
She laughed lightly and kissed his throat. "Mmmmmm."
Dean's hands glided slowly downwards, caressing her skin sensually as they went. "God you're soft. I can't stop touching you."
"I'm fine with that." Her own fingers slipped across his lean, hard body. She could feel him hardening against her belly and her own muscles contracted in response. Her hand moved down to encourage him further and she smiled at his sudden groan. "Something wrong?"
He laughed softly. "No. Definitely not."
And then much to her delight, she found herself being pulled on top of him.
Dean chewed on her earlobe thoughtfully. "Is it just me, or was that just a pretty freaking fantastic night we just spent together."
"Um yeah, I'd say that describes it. And don't forget this morning. That was a pretty fan-freaking-tastic morning, too."
Dean moved his had around so they were looking at each other. "Damn. I should have screwed you silly in that cave."
"Dean!" Dani tried to appear appalled but her bark of surprised laughter minimized the effect.
"What?" He grinned cheekily. "I can't help it if I'm a class act. It was my uptown breeding."
She laughed into his lips. " Sweetie, you're like school on a Saturday: NO CLASS."
He laughed louder and wrestled her underneath him, protesting, "Hey now! You can't fault a man for being honest. What would you prefer I call it?"
She squirmed underneath him, giggling. "I don't know. I guess I just prefer to say 'making love'. Especially when..." She trailed off, her cheeks reddening and Dean moved his face in closer to hers, smiling seductively.
"Especially when what?"
She struggled half-heartedly and had trouble looking him in the eyes. "Um... well... When two people care about each other, I guess."
She finally looked him in the face and his eyes took on an air of consideration. "Don't take this the wrong way but, did you and Jack call it making love?"
Slightly bemused but curious as to where he was heading with this line of questioning, she answered him slowly. "Yeah, I guess we did."
"And did you mean it?"
She swallowed, uncertain. "Well... some of the time, I guess."
"But not all the time."
She tried to shrug, but she was still pinned beneath him. "What are you talking about here, Dean?"
"I'm just saying that sometimes people hide behind words. I try not to say stuff I don't mean." He realized how that sounded when a hurt expression crossed her face, and he backpedalled quickly. "I mean, I try not to say stuff I don't mean to the people I care about."
Her eyes sparkled as she recovered, but she was still clearly a little uncertain. "That's... That's good to know, I guess."
He leaned down to kiss her gently. "So Dani, what I'm trying to say is... you're right."
"Yeah. I should have made love to you back in that freakin' cave."
Heat spread through her body and her heart pounded painfully in her chest. "Yeah, you should have."
Sam didn't have to guess too hard to figure out why he hadn't seen Dean or Dani yet today. He checked his watch: just after 1pm. Surely they'd have to come up for food soon.
He had just returned to his computer when a knock sounded at his door. About to compliment his brother on his stamina, he was taken aback to find Drew in the doorway.
"Hello Sam. Sleep well?"
"Like a baby, thanks. You have a wonderful home."
"Don't I? I try not to take it for granted."
Sam wasn't convinced of that, but chose to remain silent on the point. "So... what can I do for you?"
"Well, I was hoping maybe you could help me out with something." She chewed on her bottom lip, clearly uncomfortable about something.
Sam finally had to prompt her to continue. "Since you were considerate enough to put my brother and me up for the night, I guess it's the least I can do."
She looked a bit unsettled. "It's just that... you're probably going to think I'm crazy."
That was a line Sam was all too familiar with. Where was she going with this? "I doubt it." He looked at her earnestly.
"OK... Sometimes... Sometimes I see things. Things that haven't happened yet."
The only part of it that surprised him was that she was coming clean to him about it. "Like visions?"
"See, I told you you'd think I was insane."
"No, actually I don't."
She arched an eyebrow. "You don't think I'm making this up?"
She stared seriously at him. "No, I'm not."
"OK then, tell me what you saw."
"I saw someone... and my sister. And something terrible."
"Terrible as in someone gets hurt... or maybe worse."
"Who?" He watched her closely now, looking for deceit. But she looked honestly unnerved when she answered him.
"I... I don't know. It goes all... blurry. I can't see..." She crossed her arms, rubbing them distractedly. "I only see my sister and a flash of someone else... someone I can't see clearly. "And the place..." She swallowed heavily "... and then there's a lot of blood."
"Where? Where's the place? Do you recognize it?"
"That's the thing. That's why I was so disbelieving of everything that happened the other day with your brother and Dani and... and you. You were already there- the place where my vision takes place."
Sam felt a little shiver run down his spine. Had she had a different perspective on the same vision he'd had? He didn't even know if that was possible, but he hadn't told anyone except Dean about what he'd seen, and her story seemed remarkably similar. The only difference was that she seemed to know which sister had been in the vision.
"You're not freaking out because you have them too, don't you?" She was watching him carefully. "You have visions too."
He still wasn't sure he should trust her, but he couldn't deny she looked like she was in earnest now. "Yeah. Yeah I do. That's what brought us here- my brother and I."
She nodded. "I knew it. The other day outside the jail... you had this faraway look on your face that I've seen many times before. Whenever Dani has a vision, that's what she looks like. I'm guessing I do too."
He nodded back, remembering. "You didn't say anything."
She smirked. "Right. I should have just said, 'Excuse me for interrupting, Sam, but are you having a vision of the future right now?'"
"You said the visions brought you here... For what, exactly? What were you planning to do about them?"
He sighed heavily. "Truthfully, I don't know. I've had them before about other people with special 'powers' and... Well, we usually just try to help out." He leaned back against his chair. "Sometimes we can and sometimes we're too late."
Drew moved to his bed and sat down. "So there are other people like us? Do you know why we have them? I mean, if we're having visions of the same things... does that mean we're connected somehow?"
Despite her recent disclosures, Sam felt he should hold back somewhat on what he revealed to her. "That's what we're trying to figure out. We're hoping if we keep following where they lead us, we'll find out what it all means."
She looked past him out the window, seemingly deep in contemplation. When she finally spoke, her words surprised him.
"OK then. I guess I'm going to have to go back out there. It must have something to do with that place and I'm going to find out what it is. I can't let anything happen to my sister."
Sam didn't know what to say at first. This was an unexpected development. Maybe he'd underestimated her motives. Were all her past actions really just a means to protect her sister? After all, he'd do anything to protect his own brother...
"I'll go wth you."
Her brows went up. "That's really not necessary, Sam. I don't even know what I'm looking for yet, so it's all probably just a wild goose chase anyway."
"Yeah well, I have some experience at these things. If there's something to be found, I'd have a better chance of finding it."
"Why do you want to help, anyway?"
"Like I told you, everything we learn brings us a little closer to understanding what it all means." That, and I'm pretty sure my brother has fallen hard for your sister and I don't want to see him go through what I did when Jessica was killed...
She stared at him for a moment. "Alright. I guess it couldn't hurt to have another set of eyes out there." She stood up and made to leave the room. "I'm going to go change. Give me 20 minutes and then we should head out. It'll take a while to drive back up there..." She trailed off as something ocurred to her. "Sam, if we're going to do this, I don't want Dani involved. So, as much as it pains me to say this, I'd prefer if you left your brother out of this. That way she'll be with him... and not in danger." The look on her face betrayed her obvious distaste at the idea of Dani and Dean together, but he chose to ignore it.
"Fine. I'll tell him to stay here with her."
She shrugged as if to say 'whatever' and disappeared down the hallway.
Dean could hear knocking in the periphery, but was far too engrossed in what the beautiful woman crouching below him was doing to him at the moment to manage more than a groan in response.
Sam's nose wrinkled as he tried to dispell the images that his brother's groan had brought to mind, and he walked quickly back to his room in search of pen and paper.