"OK you sons' a bitches" Dean muttered under his breath as he reached for the door handle "I'm comin' in!"

Armed with nothing but a bloodied butchers knife and plenty of attitude, Dean burst through the door of the huge log cabin "Come on you vampire scum, show yourselves or heads will roll... Or actually when you do show yourself heads will roll, literally, Cause we all know the only way to kill vampires is to chop their pretty little hea...." Dean stopped mid sentence as he saw the girl tied to the chair, her mouth covered with tape. He checked the huge room out before going over to the girl. As he approached her he gasped to himself "WOW, she is smoking hot" he thought to himself "OK Dean get a grip here, check the girl over first before you start thinkin of pick up lines"

The Girl looked at Dean with huge big blue eyes, the panic still showing on her face. "hay, hay its OK I'm one of the good guys" he said to her as he gently removed the tape from her mouth. He noticed a small cut above her eye, and he can't help but notice her clothes, or lack of clothes rather. The dark haired girl tied to the chair was dressed only in underwear and a silk robe, which had already started to open and was falling slightly down her left shoulder.

"Oh my god, are they gone?" the girl asked "what we're those things?, How did you know they were here, who are you?" The tears rolled down her face. Dean cut at the bonds that tied her hands together with his knife. "Don't worry they're gone let's get you up and tend to those wounds before i start trying to explain" As Dean helped her up from the chair he noticed a large cut just above her breasts. "They didn't bleed on you did they?!" he asked his voice raised, with slight panic.

"No, no" she answered "They cut me and they must have heard you coming and they just fled" Dean helped the girl over to the couch and gently sat her down, he headed to the kitchen to grab the first aid box he could see on a shelf just above the coffee maker and headed back to her. "so whats your name?" he asked "Danielle" she replied, "Yours?" "Dean" He replied. He sat down beside her and opened the first aid box. "this might sting a little" he said as he poured a clear solution onto a cotton pad and gently took her face in his hand. He slowly placed the cotton pad over the cut in her eye. She inhaled deeply at the sharp sting she felt on her head and instinctly reached for the point of pain brushing past Deans fingers on the way. He moved the pad away and inspected the wound "Don't think it'll need stitches" he said staring at her face, taking in every inch of it. Her complexion was very pale, almost porcelain, which should have been out of contrast with her dark almost black hair, but that just seemed to set off her features Dean thought, Those huge blue eyes and those full red lips. He suddenly realised he was staring and cleared his throat "Um what about the cut.." He looked down at her open robe to where the knife wound was. Danielle followed his eyes and saw the blood. "Uh, no its OK um I'll manage that one" she said as she covered herself up a little. She poured some solution onto another cotton pad and walked over to the floor length mirror next to the couch. She braced herself for the pain and started to dab at her wounds.

After all her wounds had been seen to Danielle decided it would be best to go in a shower, clean herself up and put on some more appropriate clothing. "Um you don''t mind if i grab a quick shower do you?" she asked. " No I'll just ge...." Dean started "Your not leaving, are you? Whats if those guys, what if they come back?.." she could feel the panic staring to prickle inside her. "No, I'll stay right here" Dean replied. "OK," Danielle gave a little smile of relief "help yourself to food or switch on the T.V or stereo, I won't be five minutes, and Dean....thanks".

5 minutes later and Danielle was out the shower and in her bedroom. She picked out a pair of jeans and a vest from her closet and threw them on, quickly blasted her hair with the blow dryer and headed out into the living room where Dean was busy setting the fire in the fire place. "It's getting kinda cold, so i thought I'd start a fire" Dean turned his head round from the fire to look at Danielle "Jeez, she's as hot with clothes on as she is with them nearly off" he thought"Thanks" She replied as she curled her legs up under her on the couch in front of the warm fire. Dean got up from the floor in front of the fireplace and sat next to her. He started to strum his fingers against his leg thinking of something to say... "So you never told me how you knew those, things, were here" Danielle said after a short while, which seemed like forever to Dean. Is it just me or is there some serious sexual tension in this room he thought to himself? Nah, this girls just been attacked by freakin' vampires, no way she's thinking about getting laid! Dean cleared his throat as he thought about how to answer, "Well its kinda my job to know where these, things are, and to know thier next move" "Oh.. so what are they?" Danielle asked. Now how do i answer that one thought Dean, what the hell, she's just been attacked she deserves to know the truth. "Vampires" He replied, not looking directly at her at first, waiting for the usual "You're Crazy!!" reply, but after a minute or so when she didn't respond, Dean looked at her. "That sorta explains things" was her answer, and not the answer Dean was expecting or had ever heard. "What, so you, you don't think I'm nuts?" He asks with a slight chuckle. "No", she replied "i was interested in mythology and stuff at college, done a lot of reading y'know, and I always wondered, but had never seen such things, now i know I suppose" She stared out in front of her, talking more to herself than Dean. Man this Girls incredible, thought Dean. At that Danielle turned round to look at him "Your so brave, you know that" she said "you totally saved my life" She leaned over to kiss him on the cheek, as she pulled away she stopped as she could feel his eyes burn into hers, she stared back at him. OK there is most definitely sexual tension here, Dean thought as he stared into Danielle's eyes, her full lips inches from his, he could almost taste her breath, his heart started to beat faster as her eyes bore into his sole. He wanted her so much, but he wasn't sure, she had been through so much tonight, but still her eyes were staring, almost daring him, He started to lean towards her, his eyes still completely focused on hers, looking for a reaction, longing for a reaction. His lips brushed hers... But suddenly there was a noise at the door and Dean was in Hunter mode again.