I pulled the door open, back into Sam's room.

I blinked at the half dressed Sam, who froze at the sound of the door opening and shutting so suddenly after me leaving.

"Dani..." Sam approached me slowly as our eyes locked again. "...what happ –" He started, but was cut off by my sudden advance on him, slamming my lips against his (again) and shoving him onto the bed. As he bounced on his back, he grinned up at my dominance as I slid my shirt over my head.

I crawled on top of Sam, straddling him as my thighs tighten at the grip he had on my hips. I bit my lip as I leaned down and began kissing him hard again, as the kiss deepened I nibbled on his lip and smiled into it as he moaned out loud.

As I continued, I slide my hand down his chest, tracing ever bit of his abs. I pulled away long enough to admirer him in his all his glory as I began to trace his chest with my lips, moving down.

"Dani..." He whimpered, as I pressed my finger against his lips, only for his eyes to roll back into his head.

*

I awoke in the early dark hours of the morning, cuddled up to a bare Sam, I grinned up at his peaceful sleeping face and leaned up to brush my lips on his cheek as I slid out of bed and began sliding some clothes on.

I moved across the room and opened the hotel room door, sliding it shut as quietly as I could as I jumped at the sound of the other hotel room door opening, revealing Dean.

"Oh." He hummed, I watched his eyes dart away from mine. "Morning."

"Morning." I glared, clenching my jaw. "How are you?"

"Good, you?" He asked, attempting to be casual.

"Not good – you don't get to do that." I smirked, snapping at him immediately. His face snapped into mine as I started laying into him. "You don't get to fuck someone else, try to fix shit with me – without telling me – and then turn around a fuck my sister –"

"- again." Chimed Sierra, as I realized the hotel room door wasn't shut.

"What the fuck do you mean, again?" I shouted, glaring over at Dean. "What happened to the Promise Ring, all that shit you were trying to get me to understand before? What changed? Was I not at the right place at the right time?"

"Dani –" started Dean, but I cut him off, still raging.

"- you don't get to be amazing, half understanding about my memory loss, and then turn around and do this to me." I choked, feeling tears threatening my eyes. "How fucking dare you claim to love me and then do this?"

Dean's jaw hung.

Sierra's eyes darted between myself and Dean.

"You're not better than Nick." I glared, moving my rage towards Sierra. "And as for you..." I opened my mouth, but decided to show my rage another.

I flung my fist into her jaw, causing her to fall to the ground, holding her face in shock.

"Fuck you, and every dick you decide to ride after me." I shouted, then turned to Dean, only to spit at his feet before barreling back into the hotel room with Sam.

"What was that?" Sam asked, as I slammed the door shut and turned to see he was sitting up. "You let Dean and Sierra have it, didn't you?"

"A little..." I shrugged, beginning to grab my bag and beginning to throw my stuff into the bag. "...I understand if you want to stay but –"

"- wait, you're leaving?" Asked Sam, catching my wrist as I attempted to shove some pants into my bag.

"I can't stay." I frowned at him, watching his eyes lower. I took his chin and pressed my lips hard against his, as he tugged me on top of him. "I'm not ask you to come with me, Sam...I have to figure this shit out for myself, but I wouldn't mind the company."

"Just the company?" Smiled Sam, gripping my thighs.

"Just for the company," I grinned, as Sam's eyes flickered from me to the door and back to me.  "At least if you're with me, maybe I won't fall into the wrong guys arms again."

Sam grinned at my implication as I slid off the bed and finished shoving my bag full. He watched me pack, still thinking and as I finished, I couldn't help but pause to look at him for a response.

"I'm leaving in 10." I stated, pulling my strap on my shoulder. "I'm going to get my keys from Sierra, either you're at my Challenger or you're not." I nodded moving toward the door.

I heard him shifting in the bed, but continued out of the door, only to see the hotel room door was still open. Reluctantly, I stood in the doorway, absolutely refusing to come inside.

"Can we fucking help you?" Sierra called from the bed, holding an ice pack to her face.

"Keys." I simply stated, holding out my hand, she shifted a little on the bed and threw my keys towards me – not even trying to toss them nicely, but I still caught them. "Thanks."

"Dani –" started Sierra as I held a hand up.

"- there is no coming back from this one." I hissed, moving out of the door way and making my way to the Challenger, only to move into the lobby of the hotel to get some coffee before I headed out. I frowned as I made my way back out to my car and there was no there.

No Dean, standing there – ready to fight for me.

No Sierra, standing there – begging for forgiveness...again.

No Sam, standing there – ready to move on.

I felt my frown deepen as I glanced up at the hotel and peered at the two hotel room doors, which were both open now. I glanced at my watch and let out a heavy sigh as I slid into my car and twisted the car to life.

"Guess I'm on my own." I sighed, as my radio came to life and a song came sliding through the speakers. I turned up the dial, thinking of what just happened.

Dean.

Sam.

Sierra.

I growled under my breath before shifting the car into gear, only to lunge forward, but I slammed on the breaks immediately at the sight of Dean.

"Can I help you?" I asked, rolling down my window.

"We need to talk." He stated, his voice charring an already burnt tie.

"About what?" I growled, turning off the car and moving to stand next to the driver's side door. "How good my sister fucks?"

Dean shifted nervously at the question, as I added spice to the already spicy conversation.

"Or how good your brother fucks?" I couldn't help but grin at that question as Dean's face went white, his eyes went wide and his jaw clenched.