"Well I'll be damned the bitch can sing"
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Dean

Sam pulled up to Rufus's cabin, quickly jumping out the car and taking Olivia's small frame from me. The blanket that was around her. Tucked in between her legs. He walked up the door knocking with his foot as I grabbed the bags from the trunk. Bobby opened the door and Sam rushed pass him as closed the trunk following close behind. I closed the door placing the duffle bags on the floor and running over to the couch were Olivia's unconscious body laid. The blanket laid around her not covering her body anymore. Her hair stuck to her face,Her skin pale and wet.

"She's burning up like unusually hot, she complained about being hot then cold, she threw up and now she's passed out." Sam mumbled to Bobby who examined the red head closely.

"Did she say anything else that could help?" Bobby asked walking over to the sink and getting a wetting a washcloth. He placed it against her forehead.

"No...Do you know what this is?" I yelled I was worried about her.

"Did she take anything? He asked looking at me then back to Sam

"No..she and Dean were having a few drinks at the bar and then she came back to the hotel before Dean said she walked back." Sam explained

"Bobby what hell is going on?" I yelled

"I've only seen these symptoms one time in my life." He mumbled looking at Olivia's small frame

"It's a drug called GHB... it's used for hunters if they want to slow down monsters you slip some of it into their drink and 10 mins later they are higher than Kite on a windy day... now if you give them just the right amount they will be out for a few hours. If you give then too much they could be like this for days it's painful after a while and takes a while to get out of your system. It makes you hallucinate and even the most powerful monsters want die." he mumbles

"Okay so how do we get it out of her system?" I asked pinching the bridge of my nose.

"Lots of fluids and rest... depending on her dosage and from what it sounds like she is going to be up for a while. Don't worry should he cleared out of her system in a day.. two tops." He mumbled walking over to the kitchen and opening the fridge he grabbed three beers opening them and handing one to me then Sam. Taking a swig of his.

"So what do you we do now?" Sam asked

"We wait," Bobby Muttered taking another swig of his beer.

Olivia

I groaned squinting. My head was pounding my skin was itching and burning.

"Hey..take is easy." Dean's voice was gruff and rigid.

I sat up looking around confused by my surroundings. It sank in that I was at Bobby's house (Rufus's cabin). I blinked a few times. Clawing at my wrist which were extremely itchy.

"How did I get here?" I whispered my throat was so dry.

"Sam and I brought you here Liv....you were drugged" Dean mumbled. His eyes meeting mine. Everything was all coming back to me. I winced at the pain protruding from my wrist. It was painful but I couldn't stop my skin was so itchy and hot.

"Liv...stop your bleeding." His voice was calm and collected. He placed his hand over top of mine. His eyes filled with worry and angst. He grabbed a cloth from the table infront of us and wiped the blood from my wrist.

"Can I have some water?" I asked scratching my neck. Dean nodded in response and got up from where he sat in front of me and walked over to the sink grabbing a glass from the cupboard and filling it with water from the sink. He strutted back over to me sitting Down in front of me and handed me the water.

I gulped it down quickly handing him the empty glass. He got up and repeated the motion again bringing me yet another full glass of water. I gulped that one down too. My stomach turned and knotted. I groaned in pain. Grabbing onto the blanket next to me. Dean grabbed my hand from the blanket and placed it on his. The room was spinning. My breathing hitched and quickened. Why was this happening?

"Dean it hurts so bad..make it stop please!" I yelled through gritted teeth.

Dean sat down next to me on the couch and pulled me close to him his scent wafting at the entrance of my nose. Drowning me with comfort. Trying to make me forget the pain that was shooting through my entire body like nails. This is what dying felt like. My stomach rising slowly up my throat

"I'm gonna be sick" I choked trying to get up and go to the bathroom. Dean handed me a bucket.

"I don't want you to see me..like this" I mumbled into the bucket.

"I'm weak and vulnerable and I can't have you see me like this." I slurred before throwing up into the bucket again

"I'm not leaving you alone." Dean stated rubbing circles in my back.

I continued throwing up into the bucket after a few long minutes I stopped throwing up and started shaking. Dean pulled me close not saying a word just silently holding my trembling body. Sweat poured from my forehead. I groaned clutching onto the blankets tightly. The pain was unbearable. This went on for the rest of the day though the people changed Dean switched out with Sam although he put up a fight at first Sam won and he stayed with me for most of the day. Then Dean came back after a well do day of rest. He took over again. As the next day rolled around I was losing my mind. The same symptoms occurring every chance they got. I reached for Dean's gun that sat in front of me on the small brown table.

"Just kill me please" I begged handing the gun to Dean. He sat the gun back down on the table.

"Please...just kill me. I can't take it anymore please" I pleaded my eyes filled with tears. This was it my mental breakdown. My rock bottom. Between the hallucinations and nightmares I was ready to end it Dean soothed me and pulled me close his scent smothering me into a peaceful sleep. When I woke up. It was morning the birds chirping outside. I woke up with Dean's arm snaked around my waist small snores escaping his plump lips. I sat up stretching and yawning. For the first time in two days I felt better, Normal, coherent.

I looked over at Dean and smiled. Removing his arm from around my waist I quietly tiptoed over to my duffle bag and grabbed some clothes, and my pink vibrator even though the past few days have been rough a girl needs some TLC. Pleased at how quickly my body strength came back. I tiptoed pass Dean's sleeping body and into the bathroom. Gripping the metal handle of the shower and turning it towards the red H. It was cold at first as I stuck my arm in testing the temperature then it warmed up as I stripped off my clothes climbing in. The warm water felt amazing on my skin. I stood there for a minute taking in this feeling. Before washing my body and shampooing my hair. I started humming a song that had been stuck in my head for some reason.

Then the humming turned into actual singing with the bar of soap as my microphone. Shampoo dripped from my head slowly in big heeps.

And even as I wander
I'm keeping you in sight
You're a candle in the window
On a cold, dark winter's night
And I'm getting closer than I ever thought I might.

And I can't fight this feeling anymore
I've forgotten what I started fighting for
It's time to bring this ship into the shore
And throw away the oars, forever.

I heard chuckling from outside the shower curtain. I rinsed the shampoo from my hair and face quickly and peaked my head around the curtain. My eyes pounder on a shirtless Dean who was brushing his teeth. A clean shirt clinched in his other hand. Toothpaste spilling down the side of his mouth. He bent down and spit rinsing his mouth. His butt looked wonderful in those jeans. I bit my lip trying to calm myself and looked away.

"Nice performance...hey if this hunting thing doesn't work out you could always take up singing." He laughed pulling his shirt over his head.

"Get out!" I yelled angrily throwing soapy water at him.

A smirk plastered on his face. He crossed his arms over his chest and leaned back against the sink.

"Would you leave please!?" I yelled irritated by his presence.

He laughed shaking his head and left the room. I sighed irritated and finished showering and putting my vibrator to good use. Before turning off the shower and opening the curtain reaching for my towel. I wrapped it around my body and wiped the condensation off the mirror drying my body and getting dressed. I walked out of the bathroom my towel and dirty clothes messily spilling out of my arms.

I dropped the pile on the floor. My vibrator rolling out and tumbling on the floor I quickly gathered everything hoping that no one saw. The only person around was Dean Sam and Bobby nowhere in sight. I was about to reach for the vibrator when Dean picked it up. A smirk on his face as he held up on the air.

"I didn't know you liked pink" Dean laughed admiring the vibrator. I stood up quickly and ripped the vibrator from his hands. Well tried to rip it from his hands he waved it above my short body. Smiling and laughing at my attempts to reach it. Irritation and embarrassment growing inside of me quickly.

"This thing has more kick...then a powder keg." He laughed

"Give it back...Dean!" I yelled he stuck it in the air then behind his back moving it quickly.

He was enjoying this way too much. The front door opened and Bobby and Sam came back in with breakfast. A confused looked etched on there faces. As me and Dean stood there with big grins on our faces the vibrator behind Dean's back. I grabbed it from him quickly and tucked it under my towel that was still in my hands. My cheeks redder than a tomato.

"What are you Idjits doing just standing there?" Bobby asked grabbing a beer from the fridge.

"Nothing Bobby." I mumbled glaring at Dean who was laughing. I placed my dirty clothes back into my duffle bag and grabbed some food. Glaring at Dean and making a line with my finger sliding it across my neck.

"Your feeling much better today?" Sam asked sitting down next to me at the small table.

"Yes.. thank you for taking care of me." I smiled at him still glaring at Dean from the corner of my eye.

"Anything for you Liv..your family." He smiled placing his hand on my shoulder. I smiled back.

After a few laughs from Sam and Bobby and a lot of glares at Dean. Bobby checked my temperature and everything telling me i was okay to go back to hunting. Dean and Sam loaded up "Baby" and I said my goodbye to Bobby and Beth who was covered you with a tarp next to the cabin.

Sam said I could sit in the front cause he wanted to sleep in the back. I didn't fight him on it. I took the front seat. Sam adjusting himself in the backseat. We were off down the road the Impala roaring to life as Metallica blared through the stereo. I pulled out my glasses and book from my pocket and put them on. Reading my book.

I felt a pair of eyes on me and ignored them my phone began to vibrate in my pocket and I turned the dial down on the radio fishing it out of my pocket. No caller ID of freaking course there wouldn't be. I flipped it open.

"Hello" I yelled flatly covering my other ear with my book that was in my hand.

"Did you miss me Olive?" Brian's voice rang through my phone.

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