-your POV-

I know that they didn't tell me because they wanted to keep me safe, but they should have. I could have wondered out of the bunker and straight into Crowley's arms, without even knowing what happened.

I sighed and punched the bag harder. Yeah, I know I should probably talk to someone instead of beating the shit out of a punching bag, but the latter makes me feel better.

I was so focused on my right hook, that I didn't hear the footsteps enter the gym. Just when I was about to let another punch fly, someone grabbed my hand and spun me around.

Dean gripped my smaller hand in his larger one and gave me a look.

    "Do you have something to say Winchester?" I ground out.

Dean gave me a 'really' look and I sighed.

     "I need to let off steam ok?" I said.

  He smirked, "there are other ways to let off steam, babe."

Now it was my turn to give him a look. I gave the bag a flying side-kick and it flew off the hook and smashed into the wall with a thud. I gave Dean one last long look and walked out of the gym. I heard him following me, but I didn't acknowledge him until we reached my room.

I faced him, "what do you want."

Dean dragged a hand down his face," I want to help you feel better. I know you are mad, but you have to understand why we didn't tell you."

I didn't say anything as I pushed open the door and led him inside.

Once the door was closed and I led him to the bed I said, "I'm hurt. Why didn't you tell me in the first place? You know that I can protect myself. I just can't understand why D."

Dean gave me a sad look, " it was my idea, your life just turned back to normal, and I don't want to burden you with something new."

I squeezed my eyes shut and looked at him through my lashes, "I appreciate the thought D, but I wouldn't have minded."

I took that moment to throw myself at Dean. My arms wrapped around his neck and our bodies fit into each other like pieces of a puzzle. Our lips moved in sync, Dean but my lip and I moaned into his mouth. He broke the kiss and traced my lips with his finger.

We don't talk for awhile but he broke the silence,"do you forgive us now?"

I smirked, "I forgive you, but I'm going to make  Sam, Nichole, and Cas my slaves for awhile."

Dean lagged and shook his head.

In that moment I knew my life was back to normal. I had my boyfriend and my best friend with me, even though I had a big demon looming over me, I felt happy.

     "You there, Y/N," Dean asked, waving a hand in front of my face.

I smiled, "I'm here and I know what we have to do."

I took Dean's hand and we stared towards the library. When we got there, Sam and Nichole were sucking each other's faces.

      "Eewww, get a room guys," I poked.

They broke apart and Nichole said, "we have a room, your just in it."

I flipped her off and plopped down on one of the couches, "Dean and I talked, and we decided that we have to go after Crowley."

Dean stared at me," we did talk, but that was definitely not what it was about."

Sam and Nichole looked at each other. Then back at me

      "You know I love you babe, and I've been with you forever, but this has been one of your most stupid ideas ever," said Nichole.

      "Come onnnnnnn," I whined, "don't you want to see what kind of trouble we can get into? I have a plan, ya know."

     "Is it a good one?" She looked at me.

I shrugged," I have a plan."

      "Oh god, we are going to die aren't we," she said.

"It's a Tuesday, I know how to restrain myself," I answered.

Sam's face paled at the mention of Tuesday and dying, but I don't know why.

     "No you absolutely do not," sasses Nichole.

The sound of fluttering filled the room, "I was summoned because Sam was calling me and he said that Y/N had a stupid idea."

My eyes widened as I looked t the angel, "Cas, did Sam really call you?"

Cas nodded, then gave Sam an apologetic look.

I slowly turned to face Sam and I glared at him.

"What? Its true. Also, why are you glaring at me?" He asked.

"I'm hoping you'll spontaneously combust," I answered sweetly.

He gulped and looked at Nichole for help, but she just shrugged.

"Anyway, I want to storm Crowley. We are all big and scary hunters, and an angel, we can easily take him down," I said, trying to convince them.

"Actually, there are there big and scary hunter and an angel, you are quite petite," Nichole smirked.

"Really, I had no idea that in all of our may years of friendship that I am shorter than you," I sassed back.

Then we both bursted out laughing.

-Boy's POV-

"Is this how they usually act," Dean whispered to Sam and Cas.

They other boys just nodded and continued to watch the two girls.

-back to your POV-

Dean finally cleared his throat after a few minutes and we looked at him.

"We have decided that we will fight Crowley, but on one condition, you both stay behind us and Y/N doesn't go and sass him," Dean stated, crossing his arms.

I raised an eyebrow at Dean, "I would never," then I thought a bit," yeah, I would."

Nichole agreed for the both of us and it was decided that we would kill Crowley tonight.