Chapter 2

Slowly I opened my eyes , I was sore but at least I was alive, I could hear voices talking in the same room, a faint smell of beer mixed with whiskey I looked about me as my focus cleared I spied am and Dean we were in a motel room I could tell that for sure,

Sam and Dean were seated around a small table talking, I needed to sit up, it hurt like hell, then I heard Dean's voice again this time he spoke to me and I heard a sound of boots on the hard wood floor as he raced over to where I was struggling to upright myself, "Whoa, no, no you gotta ..." I felt his hands gripping my arms , ok so this was excruciating , as I glanced up at him I realised that he was still talking "You need to rest, gain some strength back, believe me my little ninja you can't get up and around just yet"

I looked up into those intense concerned beautiful green eyes, I'd never seen this side of him before, I was always the feeling like a burden ,extra weight that wasn't needed an out cast , he had a unique way of making me feel uncomfortable, yet now at this point in time I felt compassion, empathy , I wasn't used to, I looked into those eyes, those intense, glaring eyes, they softened slightly "Dean.." I started to say but was interrupted " look you really need to stay put, I've been there many times and it don't do you any good ,The monsters will still be out there waiting , you need to be 100% any thing less will get you dead, you with me on this? "

he stared down into my brown eyes , I could feel his worry his concern this wasn't just body language this was my sixth sense kicking in, yes I could feel it he was allowing me to feel his emotions, it scared me a little, the tough guy image was a big lie, put on as a show to hide his true feelings and emotions. for a brief moment I saw it fear deep rooted fear, and something else a hint of something else , I Blinked weather he noticed my amazement or not he released his grip on my arms pretty quickly " if you need anything? a drink some food or anything we're here, just ask, as long as you stay put mind,"

I found myself agreeing to his terms " can I have a drink Dean?"

The shock of that brief moment of seeing a flash of the real Dean still hung in my thoughts , I watched him move away , Sam was starring at me from the table "You ok?" he asked " I will be" Sam stood up and walked over to me , he carried abook in his hand "want this, or shall I put the tv on"

"Tv please " I answered

he smiled , I always seemed to be made to feel like I was sams little sister , he teased me at times like a sister, I'd always rather liked that, it made me feel homely and comfortable, especially since Dean normally made me feel like an out cast,

I must've fallen asleep , cause when I awoke the lights were on, I could hear Sam and Dean talking quietly .and noticed them glancing over at me every now and then, it made me wonder what was being said, they did rock paper sissors, Dean lost. Sam rose to his feet grabbed his jacket and picked up the car keys and left.

dean sat studying his beer bottle that he held before finally taking a swig, he tilted his head and glanced over in my direction raising an eyebrow "oh, your awake..."

he rose to his feet and moved across the room towards me " you hungry?"

"Alittle"

he scooped up a bag off of the coffee table which sat near a chair by the tv " There's a sandwich in the bag, you wanna drink, beer or coffee ?"

he tossed the bag onto the bed and I leaned slightly forward , there was no waves of pain no soreness , I was surprised, what pain relief had I been given it was fantastic " Beer" I called after him as he moved to the fridge, I rose to my feet deciding that i'll go to the bathroom while the going was good and freshen myself up, first.

When I returned Dean stood waiting for me " come over here and let me take a look at your wound" it'll need redressing so might as well do it now"

he had laid out a varity of items that he would need I sat down on one of the dining chairs he had placed out for just that task, "can you lift your shirt?" he knelt on the floor beside me, and I removed my shirt, it was easier than holding it up out of the way, Dean looked at me, sitting there in just my bra and p j bottoms , he removed the large dressing on my side , it revealed two rows of very neat stitching and poured some whiskey onto another piece of gauze then dabbed it over the stitches , I winced as the burning grew in strength which made him jump alittle, I Smirked "What" He said

"it's nothing ,just never seen you jump before that's all"

he looked up at me from his kneeling position with a glare that could've killed a demon. I smirked again " I was just saying" and this time I threw him back the same type glance, he replaced the dressing " Your'll live " he said climbing back onto his feet , I found a clean shirt and put it on.

"the sewing work is neat, did you do it"

" yeah, just one of my many talent's" he said jokingly

" do you know " I started " I kinda like this side of you "

he threw me a cheeky sideways glance as he sat himself back down at the dining table taking a swig from a beer bottle, " well , I mean you're normally mr moody shoes, what you given him a day off ?"

"son of a bitch" I heard him say in a shallow voice,

" there you go, knew it was too good to be true, back to normal Dean, wasn't hard for you was it ? "

"look..." he started to say staring at me hard

" I don't do baby sitting"

" I don't need a baby sitter, never have ,never will "

he shot me a look that showed of anger

"Look I know I cramp your style, and ok I got hurt , my fault entirely momentary lapse of concentration , I was lucky this time, I lived, and yeah needed someone to put me back together, that I am greatful about ,but I don't need no baby sitter"

again he stared hard at me, my anger this time had hit him like a punch to the gut . " and at the end of the day I was only there cos' you and Sam had asked me to ,Jerk"

"will you quit bitching"

"I'm bitchin', dude you ..." his smile spread across his face and stopped me throwing me off balance I wasn't ready for that,

"What..." I finally finished

" Never noticed it before but you're kinda cute when you're angry" he's smile widened more, I couldn't do anything but smile back, ok he got me ,he had melted my anger like a hot pan of chocolate,

" I er, thank you" was all I could say as I sat down at the dining table "you're not half bad yourself"

this is the first part the introduction if you like , there might be spelling mistakes as in the difference between England and other enlgish/American spellings please feel free to review and follow this story and thank you for reading