Chapter three; Cant take my eyes off you

Disclaimer: I own nothing except Jean, Chris and Devon. Rest belongs to Kripke. Lucky fuck.

I know these bridge that I burned

Along the way

Have left me with these walls and these scars

That wont go away

And opening up has always been the hardest thing

Until you came

Cant take my eyes off you - Lady antebellum

Somehow they slept through the night, and Dean woke first the next morning. Glancing down he smiled at the sight, Sams head was pillowed on his shoulder and a arm was thrown across his waist. Leaning down he pressed a kiss to Sams forehead before gently extracting himself from Sams grip. Once freed he headed to the shower, to get ready for a day of work. He really wanted to just cuddle in bed with his Sammy all day long, he felt so free and open with his brother. Like he could relax, and just.,….be. He didn't need to guard himself around Sam, because he knew Sam was busy guarding him and his heart.

Just like he was guarding Sam and Sams heart, they protected each other. No one needed to tell them to do it, they just did. However Dean knew that as understanding Devon was, he couldn't skip out of work just because he didn't want to go, they had bills to pay and such. Sighing he scrubbed himself dry and slipped into fresh clothes before walking into their bedroom once again. Sam glanced up from his spot on the bed, rubbing the sleep from his eyes. "De?" "Shh go back to sleep babe, I've gotta get to work." Sam shook his head. "mm No I gotta go check something out a few towns over, kids disappearing." Dean understood what he meant, a possible hunt. "Alright, be safe babe." Dean said pressing a kiss to Sams head. "Always am."

Dean nodded and headed into the kitchen to grab something to eat before he headed out the door, however as soon as he closed the door something struck him from behind, causing him to collapse to the ground. Before his eyes closed to the darkness he saw Chris with a vengeful smirk "Now no ones in my way." Chris growled out as he reached down to grab Dean. "Sammy…" Dean whimpered out, darkness claimed him.

Sam heard Sirius barking in the living room and frowning headed out to the front room only to see nothing amiss except the fact that Sirius was clawing at the front door barking and growling. Sam walked over and opened the door, watching shocked as Sirius bolted out the door and high tailed it t the driveway and sniffed where Dean normally parked the car, before he growled and took off at high speed, leaping over the picket fence with ease and bolting down the street. "Sirius! Sirius come!" The dog ignored him though. Chewing on his bottom lip, he felt tears welling up in his eyes, he plucked out his cell and called Deans phone, though no one answered which as odd. Hanging up he called Jean. "Sam?" "Jean." "Sam what's wrong?" "I was about to leave the house for a job interview and Sirius jumped the fence heading east, and Deans not answering his phone and." "Breathe Sam." Sam could hear car keys jingling. "I'll find Sirius you just go to your interview." "Thanks Jean…just put him out back if you find him? There's a chain out there for his baths." "No problem Sam."

Sam tucked his phone back into his pocket, clasped his fingers together and cupped the back his head while he looked up at the sky, forcing back the tears he didn't want to spill. He just hoped Jean could find Sirius before the pound did. Sighing he ran his hand through his hair and slid into his Monte Carlo, started it up and pulled out of the driveway. He stared at the house for a moment, not noticing the small pool of blood on the sidewalk next to where the impala was normally parked. It didn't take long for him to get to groveland, and find one of the missing girls mothers.

"Ma'am. I'm agent Thomas, FBI. Can I talk to you?" The tiny blonde woman nodded to him and opened her door. After they were situated he glanced around. "You love her a lot." He stated, noting all the photos on the walls. "Yes, she was our miracle child." She replied. "Why is the FBI involved?" "Lilly isn't the first to go missing and we doubt she'll be the last." "Oh…" They sat their in silence for a few minutes. "Miss, Have you noticed anything….weird lately?" "Weird?" "People paying closer attention to Lilly, things moved when they shouldn't, strange smells or sounds?" She thought for a few minutes. A look crossed her face. "What is it?" Sam asked. "The night before she disappeared, I thought I heard her talking to someone but when I went to her room there was no one there. But a strange perfume smell was in the air." "Strange perfume?" "Yea…a really sweet smell." Sam frowned briefly, it sounded like a ghost but ghosts didn't leave smells… "Thank ya ma'am. I'll be in touch." She nodded and he showed himself out, heading back home to do more research.

It didn't take long to get home, and as soon as he pulled up in the driveway he heard barking from the backyard. A smile spread across lips as he slid out of his car, and headed towards the house. The door was opened by Jean and he looked shocked. "Your back, so soon?" Sam chuckled "Yes." "Well I just put Sirius out back." Sam nodded and smiled "Thanks Jean." Jean nodded "Anytime Sam." He stepped out of the house and pulled Sam into a hug, which Sam gladly returned. Jean tensed then and pulled away "Sam, whys there blood on your driveway?" "Huh?" Sam turned around and saw the blood right next to where the Impala was always parked…

"I dunno…" He walked towards it and stared, glancing back at Jean as he pulled out his cell phone and tried Deans phone. It rang three times before going to voicemail. 'I can't come to the phone. If this is Sam, don't ever call me again.' Sam dropped the phone and it fell, crashing to the concrete and bouncing, the back and battery flying out. Sam turned, tears welling up in his eyes as he ran inside and to their bedroom, he threw open their closet door and collapsed to his knees. De had left him. Sobs racked his body as he collapsed in on himself. He was vaguely aware of Jean walking up behind him and wrapping his arms around him, pulling him up. "He left me." He whimpered to Jean, who lead him to the bed and sat him down, before kneeling in front of him. "Sam look at me." Jean pleaded, brushing tears from Sams cheeks.

Sam glanced up, and glanced at Jeans hand which was cupping his neck. "Dean loves you, it was obvious as day when I saw ya'll together. Did you ever stop to think maybe someone made him say that?" Sam shook his head and Jean sighed. "Believe me, he wouldn't have left you willingly. When we find him, If he did. I'll kick his ass for you. Alright?" Sam sniffled and nodded. Jean stood up, pressed a kiss to Sams head and turned as Sam curled up on the bed. A hand stopped Jean though, and he turned to look at him. "Don't leave." Jean shook his head. "I wasn't, I'm just gonna let Sirius in and get your phone, then make you lunch. You think bout who would wanna hurt you or Dean." Sam nodded and Jean headed off to do as he said.

Jean headed outside with Sirius, picking up Sams phone from the driveway. A deep growl caught his attention, and he turned to see Sirius snarling at some blonde dude who was eying the dog wearily as he stood at the gate. "Easy Sirius." Jean said as he walked over, tucking Sams phone into his pocket. "Who the hell are you?" The man growled out. Jean raised a brow, "Sams lover, you are?" Okay it was a lie, sort of but he didn't like the vibes this guy gave off and obviously neither did Sirius. "Sams…..lover. I thought that Dean dude was his lover." Jean smirked and the man gave a disgusted look. "I knew he was a whore. Thinks hes to good for me. We'll see how he fairs without his protector." Jean blinked, shooting the man a glare. "Sam isn't a whore, and what the hell…" It clicked. "YOU!" "Bye."

Jean wasn't letting him go that fast, he opened the gate and grabbed the other mans arm jerking him back. Chris stumbled but regained his footing and spun around, about to punch Jean when Sirius launched. Sirius lunged, teeth clamped down on Chris' other arm and began thrashing from side to side, teeth tearing into his flesh. Jean used his strength to drag the man into the yard and shoved him down, smirking at the screams he was emitting due to Sirius. "Sirius no!" Sam cried, running outside. "Don't! He has Dean." Sam stopped. "Chris, is this true?" "This is the fucker that Dean said had you pinned against the door, forcing himself on you?" Sam nodded and Jean drew back and punched Chris in the face, both Sam and Jean heard the crunch as the cartilage in his nose broke. "Fuck!" He cried out, causing Sam to smirk. "Where is Dean, Chris." Jean snarled, pulling him up by the shirt and slamming him down again.

"I'll only let Dean go if I get one night with Sam." Chris said from behind his hand, that was cupping his nose. "No. You'll tell or I'll kill you." Jean snarled. Sam stared at Chris, he'd hurt Dean because of him? It was his fault Dean was in this mess, he was always getting Dean into messes. Taking a deep breath he shook his head and placed a hand on Jeans shoulder. "I'll do it." Jean looked up in shock.

A/n: Yes, Sam blaims himself for Chris' actions. You'll see more of what he thinks next chapter. R&R.