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I made some turkey sandwiches. Not exactly the big meal I wanted to make for Dean. It would have to do for now. I sat at the dining table, eating by myself. Again. I thought with Dean here I might not have to be alone for a while. Guess, I still have to be alone today. I sighed as I put down my sandwich. I wasn't feeling so hungry anymore. I put it in the refrigerator for now. I went to the living and turned on the TV. I didn't want to seem like I was waiting up for Dean, but I was. I was worried about him. I wonder what he went out to do. My eyes started drooping and the next thing I knew someone was turning off the TV. I jumped when Dean came in to view. A small smile crossing his lips. I was about to smile too, but frowned when I noticed scratches and bruises decorating his arms and face. There were probably more, but were covered up by his clothes.

I stood up, reaching out to touch his face. He winced when I touched his cut lip. "Dean what happened?" I asked, fear coiling in the pit of my stomach. It looked like Dean had been in a fight. His shirt was ripped and his jeans were shredded in some places, revealing small peeks of his muscular thighs. I gulped, trying not to focus on that. All my attention went to making sure Dean was doing alright.

"If you can believe it the other guys look worse." Dean smirked, flinching from the small cut on the side of his lip.

"Are you okay? What happened?" The other guys look worse? Maybe I don't want to know what happened. I shook my head Dean didn't owe me any explanations. I was just glad that he was okay. More or less. "You don't have to tell me what happened if you don't want to. Let's get you cleaned up and in bed."

"I like the idea of having you in my bed." Dean tried to joke, the effect was lost when he started limping to the bathroom. Whatever happened he got the tar beaten out of him.

"It won't be the first time today," I said. I wanted to help keep the mood light since Dean was trying to.

He hopped into the bathroom and sat on the toilet with a groan. I got the first aid kit from under the bathroom sink and started cleaning his wounds. None of the cuts were deep. Thank goodness. He whined when I put the anti-bacterial on the cuts and scrapes.

I swatted his leg lightly. "Don't be such a baby."

Dean glared down at me with a pout. "I'm not being a baby."

I wanted to lean up and kiss him just then. I refrained. "Yes, you are." I put a few band-aids on his arms and finished cleaning his cuts. "There, ready to go to bed?"

"Yeah." Dean stood up with a less pronounced limp. I walked him to his room. He went in and started taking off his shirt. I averted my eyes before I could see anything. I didn't want see something and not be able to keep seeing it.

"Aren't you coming to bed?" Dean asked, tossing his shirt near his bag.

I couldn't keep from looking when he asked me that question. My mouth dried up like a desert when I looked at him. Pure perfection. Dean's body was lean, lightly muscled with nothing but smooth warm tan skinned that called out to me to touch it. I had to take control of my urges. It was so hard. I stayed where I was in the door way. How can anyone be so beautiful? I was baffled. My face flamed up when I couldn't stop staring. How could I when he looked like that? I could see faint silvery scars dancing all over his chest and abdomen. I had the strangest urge to trace them with my fingers. Outline every single one because they were apart of Dean and I wanted to know everything about him down to the smallest of scars.

Dean cleared his throat snapping me out of transfixed state. I bolted from the room calling out, "I'll get you your dinner."

I rushed to the kitchen, opened up the freezer and stuck my face in it to cool off. Whoa! I took a few seconds then closed the freezer and got Dean's sandwich. I went back to his room and gave it to him, keeping my eyes on his face. I didn't dare look any lower than his neck. Dean took the plate, sat down on the edge of the bed with the plate in his lap, eating like there was no tomorrow. Dean polished off the sandwich in a few minutes while I stayed standing. I didn't know what I might do if I sat down.

"That was great Cas. Thank you for making it for me. Now come back to bed." Dean got under the covers, waiting for me to follow. I started backing out of the room Gabriel's words from earlier echoed in my head about 'banging Dean.' It was best to leave now while I still could. We were moving very fast and I definitely wasn't ready for that. Not by a long shot.

"I'm going to sleep in my room tonight." Dean frowned, but didn't force the issue.

"Okay, I'll see you in the morning. Good night Cas."

"Night Dean." I turned out the light and went to my room.

I might've been the biggest idiot in the world for turning down Dean. We probably would've just slept. I still couldn't take the chance especially with his delicious heated skin next to me. Nope, no way. I got ready for bed, laying down, trying to clear my mind of everything. Dean took it over with no problem. I hoped he'd be okay. I didn't like seeing him hurt. It hurt me too. In a weird way it was like I could feel his pain from the fight. I turned on my side willing myself to sleep. It must've worked because the next thing I knew it was morning and my alarm was blaring. I turned it off with bleary eyes trying to adjust to the morning light. I feel like I've been hit in the head. Worst night of sleep I've gotten in a long time.

I trudged to the bathroom took a quick shower and got ready for the day. I woke Dean when I was ready. He took a fast shower and was ready to go to school when I was finished pouring our cereal. We ate quietly. Both too tired to make conversation. I drove us to school and we went about our day. Gabriel caught up to me at the end of lunch when Dean was throwing out his left over food.

"So did you do it?" Gabriel plopped down next to me.

I scrunched my brow in confusion. "Do what?"

Gabriel rolled his eyes. "Did you have sex?"

I spit out the last bit of my lunch on my tray, coughing. I took a swig of water. "What?" Red covered my face, it burned with embarrassment.

"Well did you?" Gabriel asked again. Not noticing how uncomfortable I was or was ignoring it. Probably the latter.

"No." I replied harshly. What the heck? Why is he asking me that question?

"Ah, man I was hoping someone would finally take your virginity. Looks like it will have to be me." Gabriel slung an arm around, pulling me closer to him.

Dean put an arm between Gabriel and me separating us. Gabriel scooted away from me when he saw the fierce glare at him. "Don't even joke about that." Dean grabbed my hand, pulled me up and stalked off away from the cafeteria with me following him like a lost puppy. What was that about? And how did Gabriel know Dean was with me last night?

Yay! Chapter 3 is done

Chapter 4 will be posted soon