Dean couldn't get himself to take his eyes off the woman in front of him. He kept looking into her eyes, feeling sorry that he was the one who was going to end her life. A deep-drawn sigh escaped his lips at the thought.
Beverly was growing nervous because Dean was still holding her hand and not showing any sign that he was intending to let go. She cleared her throat and tried to pull her hand out of his hold, but Dean didn't catch on.
"Ehm, I'm sorry. Do you mind giving me my hand back?" She asked, an insecure and slightly confusd smile playing on her lips.
"What?" Dean replied surprised, he had been too lost in thought. He looked down at their hands, realizing what he was doing and quickly pulled his hand away.
Lauren watched her friend and brother-in-law, smiling happily. She thought Dean had fallen in love with Beverly at first sight. She couldn't have known what was going through his mind for real.
Sam took in the scene that was displaying in front of him, noticing the awkward interaction between his brother and Beverly and the look on his wife's face. He frowned when something occurred to him.
"Can I talk to you in private?" He whispered, but it wasn't necessary because Dean and Beverly were to wrapped up in each other to be paying attention to them. Without waiting for Lauren's response, he took her by the hand and led her a few feet away.
"What's wrong?" Lauren questioned, though she knew exactly that Sam had gotten suspicious.
"Are you trying to set my brother up?" He started grimly but Lauren never lost her smile. "You know as well as I do that Dean's lonely. He needs a woman in his life, and I'm talking about a real woman, not the slutty ones he usually sleeps with."
Sam sighed in annoyance, shaking his head. Once his wife had gotten something into her head, it was impossible to talk her out of it.
"Lauren, honey, I'm begging you. Please, stay out of it. Dean doesn't want a relationship, even if he's lonely sometimes."
"You think Beverly's not good enough for him?" She demanded, raising an eyebrow provokingly.
Sam couldn't help the smile that crept upon his face, Lauren sure knew how to intimidate someone. But her attitude didn't work on him, he was used to it after all and knew how to handle it.
"Of course, I don't. I'm just afraid Dean's going to hurt her." He stated.
"No, he's not because he's going to fall for her head over heels. And if not I'll give him a little push." Lauren said innocently.
"What about Bev? I'm sure she hates men in general after her fiancé dumped her. Don't you think she needs some recovery time?" Sam questioned.
Lauren rolled her eyes. "She's overreacting, she never loved the guy, so big deal. She needs to get back into the dating world."
Sam chuckled at her words. "You're unbelievable, you know that?"
"Oh please, you love it. Don't forget I've seduced you after all, sweetie."
"You're right, I fell for you right from the start." Sam leaned down and kissed her lightly on the lips.
"God, when is this finally over?" Lauren mumbled against his lips and he looked at her confused. "It's your party. You really hate it?"
"It's great, sure, but the people... let's say they are a little annoying and you know how uncomfortable I am doing small talk." Lauren sighed and looked nervously around the room.
"There are too many people in one place."
Sam brushed a strand of hair behind her ear and kissed her on the top of her head. "You're doing great, honey."
He loved that Lauren was full of contradictions. She was confident and always got what she wanted yet horrible at delivering speeches in a room full of people and hated it to be in the spotlight.
"I'd rather be with you alone right now, you know." A smile appeared on her face again. "And have our own private party."
"I'm so in, but be patient, babe. Just a couple more hours." Sam said and wrapped one arm around her shoulders, letting her know he was there for her.
Lauren's eyes widened a little in fear as a few women made their way towards her. "Great, another small talk." She whispered and quickly put on a smile.
Dean chuckled nervously, shaking his head at himself. He couldn't believe he was actually feeling regret. But he had to ignore the fact that he had to kill Lauren's friend and just go through with it, without thinking twice. He decided to finally get to work and cleared his throat before speaking up.
"So, Beverly. Lauren told me you're only here for business. You're not going to stay for good?" He asked with his most irresistable smile.
Beverly looked at him, insecurity evident in her eyes. She realized that they were alone, Sam and Lauren weren't anywhere in sight. When had they disappeared? She gulped nervously and focused on what Dean had just said.
"Ehm, actually, I was thinking of moving back. I used to live here a couple of years ago." She replied and watched as an even brighter smile appeared on Dean's face. He was so damn lucky. If Beverly Hayden moved back it wouldn't even be a challenge for him to kill her.
Beverly didn't know what it was but something about this man scared her. Maybe it was the wolfish smile that made her uncomfortable or maybe it was simply his whole appearance, but she wasn't sure. One thing she did know for sure though. Dean Winchester was dangerous and she had to stay away from him.
Dean noticed her suppressing a shudder and he realized she was afraid of him. She was probably having a feeling that he didn't mean well. He could tell she would try to get away from him, so he had to act fast.
"Hey, how about we step out onto the patio? I hate rooms full of people." He put a hand on the small of her back, leading her towards the glass doors, so she couldn't protest.
The moon illuminated the surroundings, the pale light turned everything unnatural and mysterious. Dean kept smiling like a cheshire cat and Bev felt another chill run down her spine. She heard the mutter of voices from the people inside, but on the patio it was just the two of them.
She knew she could just turn around and go inside, but something about Dean kept her in place. To her own surprise she made two steps towards him instead of getting away from him.
Dean sighed inwardly. It was too easy, that girl was like a lamb to the slaughter. His tactics were already working on her.
"Hey, want a smoke?" He asked and reached inside his jacket, taking out a packet for the second time that evening.
Bev looked at the cigarettes unsure and hesitantly looked up into Dean's eyes. "Well, I'd love to but..." She sighed in disappointment. "I haven't had one for like four months now and I would like to hold the record."
Dean laughed at her answer and put the packet aside. "A quitter, huh? Sorry." He said sheepishly.
"But you can light one, I'm okay with it." She hurried to say. She didn't want to be rude, her good breeding didn't allow it.
"It's okay, solidarity, sister!" He said, making Beverly smile. She started to relax and feel more comfortable around him.
Dean heard her warm laugh and for a second doubt filled his heart, but he managed to push it aside. He had to stay rational, for God's sake! Just because she was a woman and hot, he couldn't back out of the job.
He focused back on Bev; she was smiling innocently at him. "So, sweetheart. It's pretty forward but I just have to ask..." He trailed off. He knew he had to approach her cautiously, hitting directly on her would only scare her away.
Bev tilted her head, looking questioningly at him. "Just ask." She encouraged.
Dean smiled. Score. "Are you...seeing someone?" He asked shyly.
A sad smile appeared on her face. "No...not anymore." She said hoarsely, averting her eyes.
Dean quickly combined the facts. She just had gotten out of a relationship. Her heart was broken. She was vulnerable. It couldn't have been any easier for Dean. The circumstances were perfect to get friendly with her and then kill her.
He tried to hide his excitement. He had to act empathetically now, so she wouldn't get suspicious.
"Oh God, I'm so sorry! I really have a talent dropping bricks." He smiled apologetically.
"Don't worry about it." Bev replied.
"Really? So, how about..." He started but was interrupted by someone storming onto the patio.
"Dean! I've been looking for you the whole evening!" Jane Baker exclaimed, smiling fakely. Dean cursed inwardly and shot her a dirty look. "I've been busy." He said through gritted teeth.
"Yeah, I can see that." She looked Beverly disapprovingly over, noting she wasn't a threat to her.
Bev took a step back as Jane stared daggers at her. She looked between the two, Dean was pissed and Jane was obviously jealous, but why? She was married to Jason Baker, so why was she acting like that? Then, something occurred to her and she raised her eyebrows in amusement. Dean and Jane had something going on, she was sure of it. Bev realized she had to make herself scarce.
"Well, apparently you two need some alone time." She slowly stepped aside and forewent Jane on her way out, sighing in relief when she walked back into the room.
Dean watched Bev leave and when she wasn't in sight anymore, he turned to Jane and grabbed her roughly by the arm. "What the hell was that? I told you we can't be seen together!"
Jane huffed. "Oh please, I didn't do anything." She defended.
Dean let go of her and ran a weary hand through his hair. "No, of course you didn't. You only acted like a jealous wife!" He said sarcastically. "We have to be careful, don't you get it? I mean, I don't care if anyone finds out about us, but your husband will most likely divorce you." He threatened.
Jane looked at him like a deer in the headlights. "I know, but I can't help it. I miss you all the time."
She leaned up and kissed him lightly on the lips but when she pulled away, something came over Dean and he pressed her close again, crashing their lips together in a demanding kiss, despite the fact that someone could easily see them.
Eventually, he came to his senses and pulled away. He had no idea what had gotten into him, but he had never been so reckless before.
"I'm sorry, baby. I just had a bad day." He told her quietly and Jane smiled at him conciliatorily.
"I heard Baker leaves town in the morning. I'll come by and comfort you since your husband won't be there." He continued with a devilish smile.
Jane laughed throatily. "You're so bad Mr Winchester!" She exclaimed.
"Yeah, I know. Well, we should get inside. You go first."
"Okay, I'll be waiting for you in the morning." She whispered and left the patio.
Dean sat down on a bench and hung his head. Jane Baker was really exhausting. Why in the world would he pick such a difficult woman to have an affair with? He was pissed at her because she had interrupted his conversation with Bev. He had already gotten a little closer to her and now he had to start all over again. He had the bad feeling she was suspecting that there was something going on between Jane and him, she was anything but stupid.
He waited a couple more minutes before he got up and went back into the exhibition room.
Beverly walked into the restroom at the end of the hallway, letting the door shut closed behind her. She was all alone now, no rich ladies were occupying the sinks and mirrors along the wall on the right side.
She looked at her reflection and noticed how pale she was. No wonder, she had only gotten to town that morning and was still tired from the flight. It was already past midnight and she was barely keeping her eyes open. But that was nothing compared to how Dean Winchester had agitated her emotionally. She couldn't explain it. He had definitely scared her with his appearance. A lot.
But she had also been attracted to him. She didn't like how her body had responded to him.
Bev turned on the faucet and splashed water on her face, trying to cool down a little. He had wanted to ask her out and it confused her. Why would he want to go out with her?
Fortunately, Jane had come to her rescue before he could've said anything.
She shuddered at the thought of Jane. That woman was really scary and honestly, she was shocked to find out Dean was having an affair with her. She didn't have any proof but it was crystal clear to her by the way Jane had been acting that there were pretty close.
She knew Jane all too well and she despised that woman with every fibre of her being. She was glad that she had managed to flee and she wasn't too crazy about running into her again. But she also decided to avoid Dean for the rest of the evening. There weren't that many people at the party that she liked though, so she had to find Lauren or Sam. Those two were the only normal ones among the crowd of snobbish rich people.
She sighed heavily one more time. A couple more hours and this thing would be over. Bev checked her hair and make-up in the mirror and then left the restroom.
A/N: Thank you for reading! Please let me know what you think, it means a lot. Special thanks to sam and dean crazy ass wench and eva972 for reviewing the first chapter, your nice comments made my day:)
