A/N: Well sorry for the very long delay but struggled a bit trying to find the words to put this into.

Chapter 4

It had been 2 months since Buffy had joined Sam and him and Dean still could not get used to it. He couldn't get used to the fact he could now no longer leave the bathroom door shut or have his beer to himself. Still it had some advantages. With her strength and speed hunting had became a breeze however the work load had been considerably increased now they had the first to deal with instead of the usual bull crap Crowley tried pulling. Still in Deans opinion the positive still outweighed the bad. I wish Sam felt the same he thought as they pulled up to a mall parking lot. Sam drummed his fingers on the dashboard as they sat waiting for her to come outside. He nodded as she reentered the car and as they drove off she began listing the items she had purchased (using fake credit card s of course) "So I got shoes,shirts,pants and..." she rummaged deeper into the bags " A couple of other stuff" She said blushing and pushing the contents she found deeper into the bags. "What was that" Dean asked.

"It was...nothing"

"Uh huh" Sam said before diving for the bag. As she and Sam were wrestling for the contents of the bag Dean pulled into a parking lot casting a look into the back seat and said "It's gonna be a long night"

Dean was laying on a bed one hand behind his head one hand clutching a bottle of beer watching TV. Sam was hunched over his laptop along with a gazillion books laying around some in various stages of decay. Buffy was in the shower. He knew her routine like the back of his hand. She would shower for 3 minutes then switch it off then grab a towel then walk through the room with it wrapped around her. Then as if on cue she walked through the bathroom door. She scanned the room smiling at Dean as she walked through. He stared at her. As she walked back into the bathroom Sam cleared his throat snapping Dean back to reality "See enough there Dean"

"Shut up"

"Jerk

"Bitch"

They were on a hunt. Stalking through a decrepit building. Buffy motioned for them to stop she carried on snaking her way through low hanging cables and shattered glass. Dean marveled at her. pretty smart and a body you'd just wanna...

"Wait..what!" Sam exclaimed Dean blushed as he realized he had said the last part out loud.

"Err nothing"

"Sounds to me like you and Buffy got something going on"

"There's nothing going"

"Uh huh" Sam said wiggling his eyebrows suggestively

"Grow up" Dean growled before Buffy came storming towards them knocking debris aside.

"Did you not just hear the whole fighting sounds out there"

"Oh sorry..right lets go" Dean said cocking his gun.

Back in the hotel room Sam had gone saying something about wanting fresh air and be back whenever. Dean looked through the fridge before grabbing two beers as he turned around Buffy grabbed one bottle before sitting on a bed. Dean turned and sat next to her. "Look Buffy I..." He began before Buffy lunged at him. A phone rang interrupting them. She grabbed answering it finally separating herself from dean. "This had better be good" she said,"Wait..What!...She's where...with who...I'll be there as soon as I can". she quickly grabbed up her stuff.

"Who was that"he asked.

"My friend look somethings come up my sister she's in trouble"

"Oh...OK" Dean said disappointment coming thick from his tone.

"I'll be back"

"You will"

"You haven't seen the last of me"