Chapter 4

AN: I own nothing but the plot, and Bethany is mine. Beta was Matchmaker131. Borrowed some things from Vampire Diaries and Twilight. Don't forget reviews help my muse. Enjoy.

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"I know you're shocked to see me, but after I got your message about what was going on I thought I'd better come have a chat with you," Bethany said, "Your dad and brother went to get something to eat I think, not sure. I just saw them leave its good they aren't around, since you still haven't told them what I told you," she said handing Dean noted.

"They went get food," he said reading the note in his dad's handwriting. He figured she'd read it, but she never was into much with the emotional side when came to family. "Okay, why the desperate need to talk me and how did you find me?" he asked he'd never told her where he was going.

"Dean, you lived in my house for almost a week, let's just say I can find you and leave it at that," Bethany said sitting down, "You haven't done what told you I can see," she said.

"Yeah well maybe I don't want be the wolf more three days out the month." He didn't want to embrace it fully; he didn't want change at will.

"Fine, but have you at least had sex?" she asked not even beating around the bush, "Because shoving that down isn't going work Dean, you're not just some hermit that lives in woods alone you're a flesh and blood man twenty eight days out of the month, you can't repress it, or it's going to get to the point that not only you but the wolf side you is feeling it too, think of it like the need to hunt for deer," she said

"I can so repress it, and I'm not no female dog," Dean said little growl behind that last part.

"No, but you are in the prime your life Dean, using your hand isn't going get the job done for much longer, so either deal with it, or risk the chance of loosing it, because that wolf inside you has the need too, because you two are one in the same." She wasn't usually so blunt, but the email he'd sent told her she needed to be insistent with him.

"I'm not having sex, and that's just that, I don't feel like it," he said, it was more the fear if he ever bit somebody during the act that he'd turn them. The other problem was if he wolfed out it would be more than embarrassing. It had been the weeks before the full moon, once, and he'd just woken up and the same thing he felt before turning during full moon happened, he'd barely got out the place and to the Impala before it had happened.

"Dean, you asked for my help, I'm giving it and either do as I tell you, or I can't help you any more, not if you won't listen to me," She said with sigh.

"I got a date tonight, and I need some sleep, so just…" he started before he told her he'd think about what she'd said.

Bethany shook her head, "I'm staying in town with some friends, if you need me give me call, I might answer this time. Your body temperature is going up and down it is a sign as well," she said before she left.

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Cassie stood outside the library on the cool April evening. She wore jeans, a short sleeved shirt and had a sweatshirt handy as she waited for Dean to show up. She smiled when she saw him walking towards her, "I was wondering if you were going stand me up," she said.

"Sorry, I had find parking spot, up close Dean said.

Cassie got in step with him, "Yeah, it's getting close to finale's the library is open till midnight so lots of people studying or pretending to," she said with a smile.

Dean wasn't sure what to say, or why he was having trouble finding words, "You know somewhere quiet around here, or good bar?" he asked.

"Yeah, I know place, local club, music and dancing, place go for good time," she said. Dean nodded, he wasn't sure he wanted spend the night at some club with loud music that he hated, but there weren't many options around town he thought.

"Then there is always my place, I can cook and I have red wine and beer in the fridge chilling," she said which earned her a smile from Dean.

"I think I like option B better," he said as they reached his car where he opened the door for her.

Cassie smiled, he was defiantly not like most guys she knew, he listened to what she said, and it was almost like he read her mind about not wanting to go somewhere loud. She wanted to have him to herself. There was something about him that intrigued her.

Dean went around to the other side of the car, he was doing his best not to read her thoughts, but it was hard; it like she was shouting her thoughts at him. He had to focus to keep them from making him nauseous because they were so many all calling out at the same time.

Inside the car it was close quarters and unlike usual he felt like he was out of his league with her. Why was she having this affect on him, and now of all times he wondered to him self. "Are you going to tell me what brings you here?" Cassie asked him, she watched his body language as well as listening for his answer.

"Just passing through with my dad and brother and saw the signs for that party, thought there would be some booze and was craving a drink," he said, it wasn't complete lie.

"What you do for a living, if you're here?" she asked, it was her job to ask questions but she had no clue that Dean already knew what she was going to ask before she even said out loud.

"We're on vacation, we work for my uncle in South Dakota, but decided we needed few weeks away and landed here," he said making the turn into her driveway.

Cassie made the comment about him knowing where she lived before they got out. He was nice to be around even in quiet he spoke volumes, she didn't know why she felt she could say anything to him. The way she'd behaved with him earlier; it was new to her she hadn't done that before, not when it came to dating.

Dean let her open the door before he walked in behind her. The town house was well kept and homey. Unlike the way he lived with his male relatives, he shook his head with the thought of Sam leaving his clothes on the floor till dad said something. Cassie place was nice; he liked that, it showed what kind of person she was. He could tell there was someone else living there but not just a person.

"If you see a black cat don't be alarmed, he's really furry, but even though he hisses a lot he's sweet," Cassie said looking around for the feline. She left out how special her pet really was.

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He wasn't sure about being around other animals when he was human, could they tell, he knew Rumsfield, Bobby's dog was never happy about him in wolf form, even though as person the dog followed him around just like he did Bobby.

Cassie sat down on the sofa handing Dean a beer, before she kicked off her shoes. "The pizza will be here in twenty minutes I hope you are hungry, cause I know I am,"

Dean nodded looking over at the radio, "Does this work?"

Cassie nodded before she watched wondering what Dean would put on; he got up looking at the old stereo, which had a record player on top of it. He looked through her collection before choosing one. Cassie smiled as Robert Johnson came out of the speakers. "One my favorite older songs by him," she said, "My dad loved him when I was little girl, he'd put that record on and sing along to them or just listen."

Dean had smile, "My dad's has couple his albums, but on cassette tape," he admitted, "I'm more into older rock and roll, AC/DC, Kansas, Metallica," he said naming a few, adding that Johnson wasn't so bad though. He sat back down on her sofa letting the sounds of the music play on the stereo as they talked.

By the time the pizza arrived the first side of the record had played and Cassie had switched it to the radio letting a modern day song that was slow enough to dance come from the speakers. It was first time in long time that Dean was actually having fun, any thoughts about the inner battle of man and wolf was forgotten.

He'd relaxed and remembered how to have a good time for once; he got up leaving the slices pizza that he hadn't finished on his plate to take Cassie's hand.

"Can I have this dance?" Cassie took his hand allowing him to pull her from the sofa over to the area on the carpet where they had room to dance.

Cassie had to admit he had some nice moves that was for sure, and was surprised he didn't step on her feet. It wouldn't have hurt if he had, seeing as how he'd kicked his boots off earlier. She was having a great time, glad she'd opted on bringing him here instead of going to some loud bar or club.

Dean moved to the rhythm of the song, both his hands resting on her body as he guided her with him. He could hear the sound of her heart beating, and had finally gotten her mind down to a small voice instead of screaming at him. Cassie looked up at him as the song on the radio ended and she was going say something to him, but instead, she moved in slowly to plant a kiss on his lips.

Dean debated on returning it or not, but the voice inside of him the one he'd repressed most the night finally won out and he returned the kiss. Cassie's whimpered as he kissed her with a hunger that scared him a little, but it was obviously not hurting her, she was giving him that same force back.

They broke away in need of air, her eyes filled with passion as she looked up at him. He hadn't felt passion like this before; he wanted to do more than kiss her as he held her close trying to catch his breath. Something told him, that he wasn't going to be able to just walk away from this. Bethany's words came back to him about not being able to fight his need to have a woman.

Cassie moved her hands up his back, she wanted to see what was under the shirt he was wearing, see the muscles that she was feeling under her hand. It wasn't like her she wasn't a sex on first date kinda girl but she didn't know if she could wait this time. Something about Dean was different than most guys, and she wanted to experience more of him.

Dean felt her hands slide under his shirt after she tugged it from his jeans. He heard her thoughts at the fact he was so warm, he had force down a moan as her hands roamed over his back, her eyes never moving from his own. He was overly hot at the moment, and wondered if he could catch on fire, probably not, but he didn't know what think.

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"You're burning up," Cassie said looking up him.

He managed to get out the way he always felt before he kissed her again, he needed to kiss her, needed to feel her against his bare skin, but was it too soon, would she push him away. Dean moved his hands up under her shirt one staying on the small in her back, the other moving up till he was cupping her lace covered breast.

Cassie closed her eyes feeling as if she was going to melt at the feel of his hands against his skin. The hunger to have him inside of her was strong. She wanted to feel what he was like pounding into her. She gasped out slightly in her mind where had that come from, she hadn't thought that before, but her body was on fire with need like his.

Dean moaned against her pulling away for air again he could read her mind, he knew she wanted the same thing that he did. He moved his lips to her ear nipping on her ear lobe. Cassie almost purred when she felt her bra being unfastened and his bare hand were on her breast. She had only met him that morning, but he'd been following her, she couldn't seem to care though.

He picked her up moving against the wall behind them capturing her mouth again, he helped her bring her legs up so they wrapped around his back. He moaned which seemed more like a growl against her neck, it made her buck against his denim covered body wrapping her arms around his neck. "Dean," she called out as he sucked at her neck moving his tongue and lips over her pulse that sound still coming from him.

Cassie arched her back as she felt him moving into her, she moaned, she some how got the word bed out but didn't seem to register as they continued to dry hump against the wall. Cassie reached for his shirt pulling it up and over his head, "Bed," she said when he looked her.

Dean nodded setting her down letting her lead the way, but before they got too far he pulled her back. Cassie walked backwards till she hit the back of the couch, "Need you," Dean choked out, the fire inside of him was nothing he could deny this time.

Cassie nodded her response letting him unbutton her shirt; she closed her eyes waiting to feel his mouth against her again. It had been months since she'd been with anyone; she wanted no needed it to happen soon.

Dean pushed her shirt off her shoulders looking at her chest as it rose and fell. He wanted to taste ever inch of her, feel her around him as they moved towards it was what they both needed. He could hear her thoughts, she wasn't going to stop what was happening, and he wasn't either.

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