I caressed the Moon Rock in my hand, watching it shimmer in the moonlight, frowning down at it. Remembering what real hell that Sierra and I went through to steal it. Although a faded memory came in and out of my mind, as did a grin. Those memories were quickly being replaced by the idea of her and Nick.

"You're really going to give that to Lillith, aren't you?" Sierra appeared behind me, closing the screendoor quietly behind her. "Why, you don't even know this Lisa or Ben...and it's not like Dean's anything special."

"Dean is -" I paused, contemplating my words carefully. "- important."

"To you...?" Sierra pushed, squinting her eyes attempting to connect the dots. "Have you two -?"

"- No." I shot, almost growling. "Like that would matter anyway."

"You like him!" Sierra giggled, moving across the pourch and almost squealing. "Don't you?"

I fought the erge to fall into our sister banter about, yet, another boy, but it was too strong to resist as I found I couldn't fight my grin anymore and allowed a blush to release itself. 

"Good for you," Her voice rang against my ears. "He's hot."

"I know." I sighed, heavily and finding msyelf biting my lip.

"How do you know if he likes you back?" Sierra questioned, leaning against the railing with me. "I mean, he obviously carries something for this Lisa and her son...is Ben his -?"

"- No -" I shot shortly as she pushed on her rant.

"- Okay, because that'd be weird. Anyway, you giving the Moon rock to Lillith is huge...why would you risk so much for someone you've known for like a week?" 

"There's a kid involved, Sierra." I stated, annoyed now that I even fell back into this type of banter with her. "Besides, what's it to you?"

"Your saftey means the world to me, Dani -" frowned Sierra, turning to me. "- are you really going to hold this Nick shit against me forever."

"No," I sighed, turning to her again. "but I'm not ready to let it go just yet -"

"- can I ask -" started Sierra, making me stop short after attempting to walk away from her. 

"- what?" I shot, coldy.

"- why are you so upset about it? Is it the fact we slept together or -?" 

"- It's everything. I was with him, Sierra." I beamed. "He was my boyfriend for so long, and neither of you felt the need to tell me?" 

Sierra lowered her gaze.

"Neither of you decided that it was important enough to say anything when I started telling you that I thought I loved him?" I asked, gesturing into the house. "Why are you two even still here?"

"Because we care about you!" shouted Sierra, clenching her fists. 

"Obviously not enough to open your mouth." I shouted back. We both froze at the sound of the front door creaking open, agian. "What?" I shot heartlessly to the person that just interrupted our conversaiton.

"Can...I talk to you, Dani?" asked Dean's voice, approaching with caustion. "Do you mind, Sierra?"

"Not at all." she glared through gritted teeth at me before shoving past Dean.

"Are you two alright, other than the obvious?" asked Dean, pulling the wooden door shut as well as allowing the screendoor to shut as well.

"We're fine." I sighed, blinking away the anger and turning to him. "What is it?"

"I just wanted to thank you for helping Lisa and Ben out..." Dean choked out, dropping into the rocking chair across from me. "...it means a lot, I'll really owe you one."

"No." I shook my head, sliding the Moon Rock into my pocket and dropping into the rocking chair next to him. "Consider this payback for the other night," I smirked, playfully punching his shoulder. "we're even."

"Not by a long shot." Dean grinned over at me, as our gaze seemed to freeze time this time.

"Dean," I felt a spark of courage flicker within me as I found a question pouring out of my mouth, "what is this?"

"What's what?" his eyes glistened in the moonlight. 

"This." I felt myself blush slightly as I finally managed to blink as the gaze was remaining. I could feel a hot wave come over me as I found my head playing tug-a-war with the idea of whether to look away and stop talking or allow myself to fall.

Wait, Fall?

What the -?

"- Dani, are you alright?" came Dean's concerning sexy tone, as I realized he had turned the rocking chair so that he was facing me head on now. "Dani..."

"...Dean, I -" I started, but the screendoor was, once again, slammed shut and my eyes hardened as I recgonized the figure over Dean's shoulder.

"All I'm saying is that we slept together before you two go together, why is that a big deal now -?" Sierra's annoying high-pitch voice chimed through my temptation fog and pulled both Dean and myself right out of the moment.

"It was the fact you weren't honest." Dean spoke, without breaking eye contact with me. "Besides, maybe she's been looking for a reason break up with Nick anyway."

"I think she found it." smirked Sierra, earning a shook expression from me as Dean's eyes flickered from myself to Sierra and then back to me, as he casually winked at me before releasing my hand that I hadn't even noticed he had taken to begin with, and disappeared into the salvage yard.  "What did I interrupt?" smiled Sierra, replacing Dean across from me. 

"Something," I sighed, then realized I wasn't physically in the moment and snapped out of the dreamy state Dean just placed me in. "Nothing."

"Well, figure that out," Sierra gestured inside to Nick as she gestured again into the salvage yard, gesturing to Dean. "before you figure that out."

I blinked at my sister as she shrugged and moved off the porch, leaving me with my thoughts. 

Dean.

Lisa.

Ben.

Sam.

Sierra.

Bobby.

Mom.

Dad.

Lillith.

I pondered everything.

I need to figure out some insurance with this trade.

I need to figure that out before that, or there won't be shit to figure out soon.

I frowned down at the Moon Rock again, flashes of the imaginary sexual conduct that my sister and ex ensued before Nick and I got together flickered through my mind as I rose to my feet. Remembering the odd change of expression when one of them would state that the other meant nothing.

It didn't mean nothing, which was what made me so upset as Nick's current (or ex) girlfriend, the way they kept looking at each other, there was something there. A slow glance to the rocking chair Dean had occupied made my mind race again.

The haze that Dean puts me in every time we're alone, or he holds my gaze.

I felt so safe with Dean was around. He was respectable the other night, when he could have easily taken advantage of me - and we both know that I would have let him, but we both knew it wouldn't have been right.

With a heavy sigh, at the sound of Sierra and Dean's voices in the distance, I began to fidgeted with the Moon Rock in my pocket.

I felt my fingers grip my keys in my pocket.

Slowly, the realization settled in my overwhelmed, overemotional, overexhausted mind that I would have to do this on my own. I started this, I'll finish it.