-Camryn's POV-
I had woken up early, the realization of what I had done sinking in. Dean was a good first, but I still regretted it. On a major level. He was my best friend and Sammy was too. I just couldn't fall in love, with either of them. But it was too late. I had fallen for Dean Winchester, and there was nothing I could do about it. Shit! Did we use a condom? I don't think we did. I walk over to the trash can in Dean's  room and I see no metal foils. Oh no.
"Baby! You may wanna come in here," I yell.
Sam walks in, "Dean went to the store," he states without looking at me.
"Sam?"  I yelp, just noticing that he isn't looking at me, because the only thing covering me is a sheet.

"Get dressed, Camryn. We have a case in Salt Lake City, Utah."

"Um, what kind of case?"

"Dean and I think that a pack of rogue werewolves have been stalking humans and killing them."

"Who all is gonna be going?"

"Just me and you. Dean has some stuff he has to take  of."

"What 'stuff'?

"I don't know Cam! Why don't you ask him, since you two seem to be so close?"

"Sammy. Stop that. I never meant to hurt either of my boys, but my heart was telling me to choose."

"And you made your choice."

"Sam, I-"

"Don't you dare. Don't you fucking dare. You can't just tell me 'sorry Sammy' and expect me to love you again."