I drove all night to Sam and Dean's. Even though I'd be happy to see them, I was nervous. What if they didn't want me around now that Bobby was dead? Where would I go if they turned me away?

I'd never been so worried, if Chris and those two both didn't want me around. Where would I go? My heart was racing.

I pulled up and knocked on the door of an old bunker.

When it finally opened, I saw the bright green eyes of an old friend. "Abi? It's you!" He said hugging me tightly. I hugged him back, thankful he was happy to see me. I really missed Dean. There was an age difference with me and him too. Not quite as big as me and Stiles's. But, still.

When I was younger, I wanted to be just like him.

"It's good to see you Winchester." I smirked when I pulled away. He smirked back at me.

"Still wearing that jacket huh? You know, I helped Bobby pick it out." He smiled.

I chuckled and walked inside. That's when Sam caught my attention. We shared an awkward glance. It was mainly him I was worried about seeing. I didn't know if I even wanted to.

"Abi."

"Sam.."

We said smiling. Dean cleared his throat. "So, Abi..what brings you back here? Is everything okay?" He asked, seeming worried.

"Yeah, it's fine. I'm not really, wanted back in Beacon Hills. By, my stepdad, since my mom died. It's like I'm just a liability. And we got in this huge fight. I can't stay there anymore."

Dean nodded. "Well, Abi, you're always welcome here. Okay?"

I nodded. "Thanks Dean."

I've been staying here with them for a few months now. I'd been talking to my old Beacon Hills friends over text, and the occasional call from Stiles to catch me up on things, or Allison whenever she could sneak away and call me.

I didn't hear from Derek.

I tried calling him more than once and he didn't answer any of them. I did get a text from him though, and all it said was:

"Absinthe stop. You made your choice already. I get it."

Stiles told me he changed his number, I guess he's trying to move on. Probably for the best. But..it still hurts.

Sam told me to forget about him, and that I should move on too.

Me and Sam were getting close again, which I really missed. He'd been quite..affectionate.

Nothing too big. Just, putting his arm around me, putting his hand on my knee, or laying his head on my shoulder or in my lap.

The two of us were doing research, it was pretty quiet, until I noticed Sam staring at me.

I smiled at him, a bit confused. "Sam? You okay?" I chuckled. He smiled and put a hand on my knee, like I said, a bit of a habit recently.

"Yeah. I'm okay. It's just really good to have you back Abi. I've really missed talking to you."

We just stared into each other's eyes for a few seconds.

For some reason, I thought it'd be a good idea to lean in.

Our lips connected for a second, I kissed him. But..he didn't kiss me back.

When we pulled away from each other. And Sam looked down at the floor, and then back at me. "Abi..that can't happen. We shouldn't do that.."

I was so upset and embarrassed. I stormed out and ran into Dean. He held my arms to steady me, and noticed something was wrong.

"Abi? You okay?" He asked. I shook my head and told him everything. "Ugh. That little-" He said as he tried to walk behind me to go find Sam, but I put a hand on his chest and cut him off.

"No Dean. I just wanna have some fun and forget this ever happened. Okay?" Dean nodded and smirked.

"Well let's have some fun then."

The two of us stayed up way too late, and drank way too much.

"You know what you need Abi?" Dean asked, his speech a bit slurred, and a huge smirk on his face.

"What's that?" I asked taking another sip.

His smirk grew wider. "You need to get laid!" He chuckled. I couldn't help but laugh.

"Maybe I could help with that..?"

Dean suggested. I smirked, because for some reason I thought that was a good idea, given my drunken state.

I crashed my lips into his, and got on top of him, he kissed me back, and put his hands on my back, and up my shirt.

Adding to the list of endless mistakes, I slept with Dean. I guess it just seemed so right at the time.

The next morning, I tried not to wake him when I got dressed, but I failed. When he saw me, he got up and threw on a shirt and pants. And followed me out of his room and down the hall.

"Listen Abi..I know you probably don't wanna talk about last night.." He stated.

I sighed. "Dean, as good as it was..we shouldn't have done that. We can't do it again."

Dean nodded. "Yeah, I agree with you."

I didn't see Sam anywhere thankfully.

I looked at Dean and sighed. "I..I need a break. There's a lot to deal with right now. And I just don't know if I can."

Dean nodded and handed me a folder. "It's a case. One that needs done. You can go take care of that. Me and Sam, we can deal with other stuff." He smiled.

I looked the case he handed me. The front of the folder read:

Mystic Falls Virginia: Vampire sightings.