Chapter Four:

Throwing a bag into the Impala's trunk Dean stretched. It was six in the morning and Sam had insisted on getting things ready to leave. 'Yo Dean do you have the tracker?'

Shaking his head he muttered, 'I thought you had it.' Yawning loudly hearing his jaw crack he shrugged his shoulders, 'you had it last.'

Sam sighed raking his hands through his hair, 'I left it at the garage.' He looked thoughtful as he stood with his hands in his pockets, 'It's in the filing cabinet.'

'I'll get it. I can drop in and check on the garage.' Before Sam could say anything Dean was gone.

Pulling into the car park next to Tess's car he looked around. She was standing in the doorway talking to Jack. He said something and she laughed out loud throwing her head back her face was all flushed. Dean's brow furrowed.

Slamming the door of the car he stalked across the car park towards the door, 'Hey baby. You ok?'

Tess turned her face was red from laughing and she smiled as she saw him, 'Yeah I'm fine. I just remembered the accounts need doing so I nipped in before you left simply because of John.' John had been niggly and got her up just before Dean so she'd gone to take John for a drive and to the garage after that, 'You ok?' He nodded as his arm encircled her shoulders guiding her into his body.

'How's work going Jack?'

He took a look at the man standing in front of him. He had dark hair and brown eyes and the guy was a head shorter than Dean but he was still stocky. Jack smirked as he stared back. He hated the way his eyes raked over Tess's body.

He'd noticed it whenever Tess was in the garage and how he made it obvious to Dean he was doing it. He always made a point of telling her a joke just to flirt with her. Dean hated it.

Jack nodded, 'its going good. But I thought you were going away?'

Dean's smile faded as the words, 'You'd love that wouldn't you? You son of a bitch,' ran through his mind but he pursed his lips together and said, 'Not till later. I've got to get something from the office. Just make sure you can keep an eye on the place.'

Simon shouted from the back of the garage, 'Sure thing boss.'

Dean smirked as he looked down at Tess he whispered, 'Can I talk to you in the office?' Tess nodded.

'See you later guys.' Dean closed the door behind her then headed to the cabinet. He yanked open the door and searched through to the bottom before pulling out the tracker from beneath piles of paper.

Rubbing his forehead he turned to stare at Tess.

'It's about the guys in here ok? Don't get mad ok just listen. I don't like you talking to Jack alone. He's a good mechanic but we pay their wages we kind of have to keep a little separate to them ok?'

She slammed the book down on the desk her face puckered while she processed what he said, 'What Dean? Are you telling me who I can and can't speak to now? Well I'm in charge of this place as much as you are and I'll do what the hell I like.'

Dean shook his head, 'It's not that at all. I'm just telling you he has a thing for you and guess what I don't like it. I'm just looking out for you. You are my wife.'

Tess moved closer to him her anger radiating from her, 'I know he likes me. Would I do anything with him? NO because guess what you idiot I'm in love with you no one else' She turned away then turned back her hand caressing her stomach as she spoke, 'Oh and if it escaped your attention I'm pregnant and I'm not about to jump into bed with some guy who works with me so don't patronise me. I don't do this when you get checked out by other women I don't say Dean you can't speak to her she might I dunno touch your ass.'

Picking up the book she stormed from the office before she stormed back in again, 'Oh and another thing without me Dean doing these,' she thrust the book under his nose, 'and looking out for you, you would have crashed and burnt a long time ago in more ways than one.'

He didn't know what to say.

He was shocked.

Standing there alone he simply grabbed the tracker from the desk and stormed out after her.

Dean raked his hand through his hair. He definitely didn't want to argue with Tess right before they left. He was right behind her car and he realised he should go and apologise he knew Tess would be pissed.

Watching her car indicate he noted their surroundings she was heading towards the park. He watched her as she slammed the door and walked towards the large ornamental pool with the fountain where they often took John. He followed her watching as she wrapped her arms around her waist. 'I'm sorry.' She heard him and turned. Her eyes were filled with tears and her jaw was wobbling.

Her voice was shaky as she spoke, 'It's not right Dean that we are arguing over something like that. I mean Jack for God's sake. I would never consider it at all. I mean it's you and me against the world or at least I thought we could be.'

'Tess I love you and I'm sorry. I hate arguing with you and now I'm going on a hunt and this is the last thing I wanted to happen. Baby?'

She folded her arms and looked at his face his green eyes were pleading with her, 'I guess I just need to remember that I don't need to take you for granted.'

'Damn straight you don't.' She ran her hands through her hair, 'Look we shouldn't argue. My emotions are all shot to pieces and I don't know what I'm saying half the time.' She felt her body wrapped in Dean's arms. 'I'm sorry Dean.'

'It really should be me that should apologise to you.' He held her tighter, 'I wish I didn't have to go now I think I owe you a lot more than just some half hearted apology.'

She laughed, 'Well you could just send me messages saying it. I wouldn't mind.'

Kissing her softly he wasn't sure exactly what had happened between them and he knew he needed to work on it. The fine thread that kept them together was slowly beginning to fray and some where someone watched and waited now was the time to tell them what could happen if they didn't sort themselves out.