Chapter 2 Someone is watching.

The next few weeks were a blur for all three. Dean rarely slept, he went through the routine. He would shower and lay in bed, eyes wide open. Just listening to Jade sleep, not moving, not wanting to wake her. The first few days, he spent his time packing up Sam's things. Cloths, books, and the weapons from the Impala. Lexie picked out a few things, a few of his t-shirts, his phone and I-pad. She would sleep in his t-shirts, still covered in his smell. She would call his phone just to hear his voice. She loved to look at the pictures of the two of them and the ones of Bentley he stored on his phone. Any little thing to hold on to him.

Dean was sitting at the counter drinking coffee and reading the newspaper. Nine am. Jade walked in and pour a cup and sat next to him. He turned to her as she pressed her lips softly to his. He smiled and went back to his paper. "What are you doing today?" she asked. "I am going to start fixing the Impala. Then Josh called and wants me to meet him for a beer when he gets off. What about you?" he asked. She took a drink of her coffee, "I have some paperwork to do at the bar. Then I have to meet Brent, he is taking me to the Lake House to pick up something." Lexie walked in as Dean looked at Jade, "Need some help? What are you picking up?" Lexie grabbed her coffee and joined them. Jade looked at him and smiled, "Nah, I can get it." She looked at Lexie, "What are you doing?" Lexie sat her coffee down, "Bentley has a doctor's appointment. Then I am going to do some grocery shopping. We are out of everything." "I can wait about the paperwork and go with you." Jade said. Lexie shook her head, "I'm good." She picked Bentley up from the playpen. Dean had got him up earlier and fed him. She smiled at Jade, "The stuff at the bar needs to be done. And the thing at the Lake House needs to be brought here. It is time I got out of this house. It is going to be beautiful today. Can't stay stuck in the house forever. Isn't that right?" She said as she smiled at Bentley. Dean looked at her, "Keep your phones on. Both of you." Jade kissed his cheek, "Always." Dean watched as both girls disappeared to there rooms to start the day.

Dean walked into the barn and turn on the radio. AC/DC blared as he started getting his tools out. Lexie waved as she pulled out the driveway. Dean walked to the Camera and waited for Jade to make her way from the porch. Hair up in a clip, a few strands laying around her face, a little make up. Black shorts, long enough to cover her ass, but short enough to show off her toned thighs. A white t-shirt that read, "my eyes are a little higher", and a pair of flip flops. She smiled as she walked to him. Leaned against the hood with his worn jeans and white t-shirt. "Kissing me bye?" she asked joking. He smiled and put his hands on her cheeks, "Actually, yeah. Something wrong with that?" She looked up in his eyes and shook her head, "Nah, I like it." He gently pressed his lips to hers. She let out a light moaned. "Nothing wrong with that at all." she whispered as he smiled. "Be careful" he said as he opened the door. "Always." she said as she sat in the car. "Oh, Josh called he is going to stop by instead of meeting later. Said he need to talk to you about something." Dean raised his eyebrows, "About what?" She shrugged as she shut the door, let the window down and slid on her sunglasses, "He didn't say. I just told him you were working on the Impala and should be here all day." He backed away as she started the car, "Ok, check in later." She smiled and waved as she backed out the drive way.

Bentley's appointment went great, he is a picture of health. Lexie grabbed a cart and put the car seat in and locked the car. As she looked up at the main door to the store, he breath stopped. Sam was standing next to the door, just outside the doorway, watching her. She looked around the parking lot and back at the door. He was gone. She scan the parking lot again, nothing. She looked at Bentley and he smiled at her, "Momma is losing it, baby." By the time she made it back to the car, the uneasy feeling had subsided. She loaded the groceries and buckled Bentley in the back. As she sat in the driver seat, her phone rang. She didn't recognize the number, but it was the area code near Bobby's. She answered the phone. "hello" Nothing. "Hello" she said again. Nothing but a slight breathing sound. "If you can't talk, don't call. And the stalker breathing doesn't scare anybody, jerk." She hung up the phone and looked at Bentley through the rearview mirror. "That is the last thing you do when you call a girl." she said and smiled as she made her way home.

Dean helped Lexie carry in the groceries. He sat Bentley's car seat on the counter, he was out. Lexie was putting up groceries as Josh walked in. "What's up?' he asked. Lexie smiled and handed them the six pack. They both grabbed one and opened it as Josh followed Dean back to the barn. "Looks like you've got your work cut out for ya." he said as he looked over the Impala. Windshield busted, hood dented, and both passenger doors dented. Dean took a drink of his beer and nodded, "Yeah, seems like I have spent more time fixing it than driving it later." Josh sat on a stool as Dean leaned against the driver door. "So, what's up?" Dean asked. "What are you plans? I mean I know you may have a few things to take care of. But as far as a job?" Dean shrugged, "Well, I have to find one. I can't stay cooped up here. I have to find something to do with my days. But, there isn't a whole lot of people looking for a demon hunter to do local demon exterminating." Josh smiled, "Yeah, probably not. Look, I need a foreman on one of our construction projects. I had to fire the last one. Me and Brent found him getting high on the job." Dean smirked, "Jade put you up to this, didn't she? Look, thanks but I can find something. You don't have to do this." Dean grabbed a crow bar and begin to take the hood off. Josh opened another beer, "Actually, I asked her about it. And she said you wouldn't do it, for that exact reason. She was 100 percent sure you were the man for the job. But you wouldn't do it because you would think I felt sorry for you. Truth is, she is right. You have been the HMFIC through this whole thing with the Apocalypse. If you can bullshit your way onto a active crime scene as a FBI agent, you can run one of our construction crews. Can you read blueprints?" Dean looked up at him, "Yeah" Josh smiled, "Your hired. Can you start Monday? Today is Thursday, that gives you today, tomorrow and the weekend to tie up loose ends." Dean took another drink of his beer. "Why not? Monday is good." Josh tilted his beer to Dean, "Great. How's 80,000 a year." Dean smiled, "Perfect. One question. What is HMFIC?" Josh smiled, "Head Muther Fucker In Charge." They both laughed. Then his phone rang. "She's country" played. Josh patted Dean on the back. "I know who that is. We still on for beers tonight?" Dean smiled, "Yeah, let me know where." Then he answered his phone.

Jade was laughing and talking to the liquor salesman when Brent walked in. He sat at the bar and waited. "You have to let me take you to dinner." Chad, the salesman said as he smiled. Jade smiled, "I can't. I have a boyfriend, I guess that is what you call it. We live together." Chad smiled, "Too bad. If it doesn't work out, give me a call." Chad walked to the door then looked back, Jade looked up at him. "I hope he knows how lucky he is." Brent turned to Chad, "Trust me, he does." Chad smiled and walked out. Jade grabbed her purse as Brent stood. "That was rude." Brent held the door open for her, "No, I just let him know you were off limits." Jade opened the door to his truck, "I thought I did that when I told him I had a boyfriend." Brent started the truck, "You didn't sound so sure about it. How is he doing?" Jade shrugged, "Quiet, distant. But that is normal right?"

Brent: "Considering he just lost his brother, yeah. His being distant has nothing to do with you."

Jade: "Sometimes I wonder."

Brent looked at her, "Why?"

Jade: "Nothing. It just seems like sometimes he avoids me. He waits until I'm asleep to come to bed. When I'm home, he finds something to do outside. I don't think we have had a real conversation since he got back."

Brent: "He has a lot to deal with. And he has his own way of doing it. What about sex?"

Jade looked at him with her eyebrows raised. Brent shrugged. "What? Have you or have you not?"

Jade: "No, by the time he comes to bed, I'm so exhausted, I'm asleep. He doesn't even act interested. Which is not like him at all. But up until this morning, I couldn't tell you the last time he kissed me and it felt like a real kiss."

Brent: "Ok, a kiss is a kiss right?"

Jade shook her head, "No, it is like he does it because that is what he is suppose to do."

Brent: "And what about this morning?"

Jade: "He met me at the car when I was leaving. Kissed me goodbye. And for the first time, when I looked at him, I saw a little bit of the real Dean." She leaned her head back on the seat and propped her hand next to her head. "It's like he is there, but not really." She took a deep breath and looked at Brent, "I know, give him time. I just hope he doesn't realize this isn't what he wants."

Brent: "He loves you and you love him. Everything else will work itself out."

Jade looked out the window, "I hope so. I have too much invested in this to let it just fall apart."

Lexie was sitting on the back patio, Bentley in his swing. It was almost hot, if it wasn't for the occasional breeze it would be. She sipped her ice tea and listen to the radio Dean had playing in the barn. She could hear the occasional bang. She looked out to the woods across the pasture. After a few minutes, she could have swore she saw movement. She check on Bentley and walked toward the tree line. She heard the leaves crackle. Then she jumped when she heard Dean's voice. "What are you doing?' he asked standing behind her. She turned and folded her arms over her chest. "Nothing, I thought I saw something." She headed back to the porch, Dean behind her. "I thought I saw someone watching me." she said as she sat back at the table. Dean opened a bottle of water and sat. "Who?" he asked. "No one particular. It is just a feeling." Dean took and drink and looked at Bentley. "He seems to like it out here." Lexie smiled, "Yeah, like his momma." Dean looked out to the tree line. He hadn't seen anyone, but he had the same feelings sometimes. Like when he was up late watching t.v. He swore someone was watching him through the glass door. Or when he walked in a store, he felt like someone was behind him. But when he turned nothing. He couldn't help but feel someone is watching.