Ok this is the next chapter in Beneath My Skin and I will warn you now this chapter is Max centred. I thought that you all needed some insight on her mental and emotional state after killing her brother, and her actions at the beginning of the chapter will be explained in later chapters.

very very very very slight spoilers for bloodlust, in fact if you haven't seen the episode then you wont even realize its there, in fact tell you what the first person who can tell me what part of the story the spoiler is in, including the text, then i will dedicate the next chapter to you, in fact i will go one better, i will dedicate a one shot to you. All you have to do is tell me which part (use quotes) of the story i refer to bloodlust, review the story and let me know, along with a one shot idea. Eg- Dean meets a women in a bar, and they hit it of., or Sam is injured in a hunt. And i will dedicate the story and my next chapter to you.

Beneath My Skin

Dean pushed open the roadhouse door, rather concerned at this growing attraction to the women in his arms, he was to preoccupied trying to keep his thoughts preoccupied, that he didn't realize that she had stopped moving, until he tried to walk forward and found that the weight at his side wasnt moving with him.

He looked down confused as to what was wrong, and found his concern growing when he saw a pained yet angry look on Max's face. He lifted his gaze, and allowed it to rest on what ever the hell it was she was staring at, and found himself shocked when he saw Gordon sitting at the bar, talking to his father. He thought he was seeing things, that the last couple of days was finally making him lose his mind, and it wasn't until Gordon turned around did his brain truly register that this was the man, that not so long ago he beat the crap out of, for hurting his Sammy.

Gordon smiled over at them and Dean felt Max tense in his arms, he had barley registered that fact, when he felt her pull away, and he found him self shocked, his mouth fell open, as he watched Max stride forward and in two quick moves had her gun out and pointed at her head.

"I think that the last time I saw you, I said if I saw you again I would kill you" Dean didn't know what scared and shocked him the most, the hatred and coldness in her voice, or the way her face hardened as she clicked the safety of her gun.

Sam watched from his place at the bar with Jo as Max walked up to Gordon and placed a gun to his head, and he felt his heart hit his throat, he watched as his father jumped back, watched as Dean took a step forward not knowing what he should do, watched as Gordon stood up, and watched as Max moved backwards the gun still pointed at him.

Sam turned to face the women at his side and raised his brow, hoping that Jo could inform him why Max had freaked out, but all he got from her was a mumbled word, that made him realize with out a shadow of a doubt that Max really did mean what she had said.

"Shit" Jo scrambled up from her place next to Sam and rounded the table; Sam blocked her path and with a shake of the head, stopped herself from going any further.

"Are you really going to kill me Maxie" John looked slightly worried at the look on Max's face he had seen it so many times when he looked in the mirror, and the confident look on Gordon's face made him want to kill him, so whatever he had done to Max for her to want him dead, he knew it was pissing her of to.

"I killed the person I cared about most in this world; you want to ask me that question again?' Gordon visibly paled obvious having not known that piece of information.

The roadhouse was deadly silently as they all stared at the two people in front of them; none of them knew what to do to defuse the situation. Dean was the first one to see the hesitation on her face, and he let out a small breath that he didn't even know he had been holding, and a second later watched as she lowered the gun.

"Get the hell out of here, and don't for a second think about coming back" Max turned her back on him, and for a second Dean and her locked eyes, and he was overwhelmed with how much sadness he saw them. He watched as she walked over to him and was startled by the mask that slipped over her face.

"I would love to do that, but you see I can't" Max spun around her brow raised as Gordon inched closer towards John and Sam.

"What the hell do you mean you can't" Dean questioned his voice spitting venom, Gordon grinned his Cheshire cat smile, and slowly began inching to the left, making his way over to Sam. Both John and Dean saw his direction, and both of them moved to block his path. Sam looked confused and came to stand by his brother's side; Dean moved forward slightly placing his body in front of his brothers.

"The man asked you a question now answer it" Gordon turned back to Max and headed over to her, backing her into the wall, he shifted his weight blocking Max from everyone else's sight.

"I was doing an exorcism when I found out some rather interesting piece of information, about Sam over there, and your brother" Max looked up her eyes locking with the man in front of her, the man that once upon a time she had called family, a man that had been as close to her as her own father. Gordon smiled and Max registered too late what he was planning on doing.

He grabbed hold of her throat and pulled her forward, she felt the cool metal of a gun going to her temple, and she saw as Dean moved forward, she shook her head as she felt herself being pushed forward into his arms. Dean scrambled forward grabbing hold of her and fell to the floor, when the weight of her body crashed into his. John moved forward and Gordon turned the gun on him letting of to shots in quick succession. John fell to the floor narrowly missing the bullets that went whizzing past his shoulder, leaving Sam open for attack.

Both Dean and John scrambled to their feet only to find Gordon pointing a gun at Sams head his other hand wrapped tightly round his throat. Dean grabbed his gun as did John and both turned them onto Gordon.

"Now do you really think you can get to the trigger before I do" Gordon mocked his head edging down to the trigger, Dean shared a hesitant look with his father, before lowering his gun, John following suit not long after.

"You see im doing you a favor, this way, when Sammy here turns evil, you wont live with the burden of killing him" Deans face harden and his hands clenched into fists at his side, more the pissed at the words Gordon was speaking, un doing all the hard work him and his dad had done trying to get Sam to see that he wasn't evil. He could see it in his brother's face that he wasn't even going to try and fight, he truly did believe this was the only way.

"He is destined to be evil, surly you know that by now, especially after what happened to Mike" Gordon mocked his eyes racking over to Max, his eyes showing something close to remorse.

"No" Max's voice came out quite but for of determination, that all the eyes in the roadhouse turned to her, she walked forward and moved past Dean her arm brushing his slightly.

"What happened to Mike was my fault, I wasn't strong enough to save him……….i knew if I could just reach him then it would be ok………………I watched as the light in his eyes went, watched as the darkness set in………….I knew he was gone, and I had the gun in my hands, and for the first time in nearly 20 years of handling a gun they were shaking, I couldn't do it, I couldn't kill him………..I watched as he slit a guys throat, and I still couldn't do it"

Max stopped and Sam watched as she took a shaky breath, and he gasped slightly as he felt Gordon's hand tighten around his throat, he lowered his gaze and closed his eyes, letting what she was saying sink into his mind.

"And now thirty people are dead because of me…………but you see these to guys." Max turned to nod her head in the direction of Dean and John, her eyes stopping on John for a second before turning back to Gordon.

"There stronger then I was, and they wont let him become evil, you kill him, your killing an innocent man, an un armed man Gordon that isn't a good kill that is a cowardly kill, but then again I forgot you are a coward aren't you, so go ahead kill him, but him out of his misery, kill him Gordon kill him, kill him like you killed your sister"

Gordon gasped as he felt a sharp pain tear threw his foot, and his hands loosened around Sams neck for a second, but it was a second enough for Sam to gain the upper footing, he shot his arm back, hitting a rib, causing Gordon's hand to fall completely free, and Sam tucked and rolled his body stopping in front of Dean, who dropped to his knees and pulled him to his chest.

John watched as Max gave the signal, and he tightened his grip on the gun, he watched as his son got to safety before he brought up his gun and aimed at Gordon. It wasn't until he saw the bullet tear through the shoulder, that he gave a sigh of relief, he allowed the gun to drop to the floor and he moved over to his two sons, and pulled them both to his chest.

Sam looked over to Max and nodded his head silently thanking her for what she had done, for making him see that he wasn't alone in this, and that his family wasn't going to give in. He sighed to himself and allowed his father to pull him to his chest.

Max turned around to Gordon to see him sitting against the wall his hand holding on to his shoulder, blood seeping through his fingers. She looked over to Jo who had his gun in her hand and nodded her head in thanks. Jo smiled reluctantly and walked over to her and handed the gun over to her.

Max looked down and took the gun from her and nodded her head, she pulled Jo to her chest and felt the young women tense before her body relaxed. They both pulled away at the same time and Max nodded her head her hand resting on her shoulder slightly before she walked over to Gordon. She bent down in front of him, her hand resting on the wall behind his head.

"We used to be family that's why im gonna let you walk out of here, but make know mistakes Gordon I see you again, I will kill you, and im sure I would get a lot of help doing it." Gordon nodded his head and Max helped him to his feet before helping him to the door.

An hour later

Sam sighs as Dean gives him the once over for the hundredth time in less an hour, he smiles as Dean nods his head, and places the beer bottle to his lips, savoring the taste as it goes down his throat.

"You gonna be ok, I got to go do something" Dean questions, Sam looks up and nods his head, his eyes following as his brother exits the roadhouse

Dean steeped out in to the cold night, and he waited for his eyes to become accustomed to the dark, he steeped forward and searched the night, his eyes finally stopping on a small figure stood next to his impala. . He smiled to himself before heading over to her, a brisk wind whipped around his body, and he wished he had brought his coat with him.

"This is a beautiful machine I can't believe you took a crow bar to it" Dean chuckled to himself softly at came to stand at her side, his body leaning against the door of his car.

"At least I didn't break my knuckles" Max nodded and laughed, her eyes turning to Dean

"I was venting it was the only way I knew how to deal with emotion, the way I was raised, I was raised to believe that emotion any type of emotion was weakness, and weakness was frowned upon by my dad" Dean nodded his head in understanding, he had suppressed his own emotions for the same reason, and now any emotion felt foreign to him. He moved his body closer to hers and placed his hand softly onto hers, Max turned towards him and smiled.

"Im a pretty good listener so if you want to talk then im all ears" Max lowered her gaze and shook her head.

"Dean Winchester are you trying to get in to my pants?" Dean laughed and nodded his head.

"Ill admit ive used that line before, and any other circumstances I would be, but you, I don't know you're different, so like I said you want to talk im all ears." Max smiled and placed her hand onto his chest, her fingers drumming in time with his heart beat.

"You know I might take you up on that offer, the same things goes to you as well, if you ever want to talk, im a crappy listening but tequila and whiskey solves all, so why don't we go inside and we can sort through our problems with whiskey and tequila" Dean nodded his head and took her hand into his, his arm snaking around her waist.

"Best idea ive heard all day"