Chapter 10

AN: I am horrible I know but I'm hoping you all will not give up on me and this story. Life is crazy but I'm working really hard on writing more because it makes me happy. Also the more support, cough cough reviews, you give I'll have more incentive to write faster. Thanks for reading. 3

"Okay this is going to hurt. Take a deep breath." Dean told Kyle before pouring alcohol over her cuts to prevent infection.

The cuts on her thighs and arms weren't that bad but for the cut in her abdomen and on her palms, those were the worse. Looking down Kyle could have sworn she could see one of her ribs. She grabbed a washcloth that was nearby and bit down hard. This time tears started to stream out of her eyes involuntarily.

"I'm so sorry, just keep breathing sweetheart." Dean said trying to comfort her. He hadn't taken a look at her face really until then; he was trapped in her eyes. There was so much pain in them and to think he could've stopped it. Sam took the alcohol bottle and washcloth out of his hands to finish the cleaning. Dean didn't realize he had stopped moving. He then got up and got behind her in the bathtub carefully holding her to him. Every hiss and jolt coming from her pierced his heart. 'I should've been there.' he thought.

"We couldn't have known." Sam answered his thought out loud. He knew his brother all too well.

Kyle took the washcloth out of her mouth and turned and kissed Dean's shoulder to reassure him she didn't blame him at all. It took all the strength in him not to cry at the moment. Sure he'd been through some stuff but he'd never experienced these feelings and so quickly for someone, but he knew he would do anything to protect the two people in front of him.

After an extremely painful hour and a half of cleaning and stitching up her wounds, Kyle headed to the couch in the upstairs living room seeing that her bed was now drenched in her blood. She lay with her head in Dean's lap as he ran his fingers through her hair and often bent down to kiss her head.

"Stop it." Kyle said suddenly after a good nap. Dean was startled.

"I..I'm sorry. I'll stop." He felt like he was burned and carefully pulled back from her.

Kyle groaned. "No that's not what I meant." She slowly with a hiss pulled herself off of his lap and sat up facing him. "I mean, I can hear you sighing every ten seconds and I know what you are thinking. This is not your fault." Dean tried to interrupt her, but she put a finger gingerly up to his mouth. "Don't." She took his face into her bandaged hands and turned him to look at her. She held him there. "I don't blame you for anything and neither should you. You saved me. She could've killed me but she didn't and that's because of you and Sam. Now quit it because we have to strategize how to kill this bitch. Alright?" Kyle finished with a smirk.

Dean couldn't help but melt and at this point he didn't care that he was falling head over heels for this girl. He loved it. He leaned in and gave her a gentle kiss. "You're right."

"Of course I am." They both laughed but Kyle had to stop for the fact that any movement caused her pain. Dean stopped right away and leaned in to hold her. Kyle took a couple breaths and then looked up at him. "But really stop babying me; I've dealt with worse in my opinion. I'm a big girl."

Dean smirked, "Yes mam, you are." He said while looking down and her chest that was now covered up in a v-neck white t-shirt that left little to the imagination.

Kyle looked down and rolled her eyes. "Let me guess. You picked out this shirt?" Dean answered by leaning forward and kissing her neck over and over.

Sam entered the room with a cough; Dean stopped and leaned back taking one of Kyle's bandaged hands into his own.

"Now what are we going to do about this bitch of a ghost?" Dean asked out loud.

The next couple days flew by without incident. Sam and Dean took turns staying awake with Kyle. Dean watched as his angel slept. He could tell when she was dreaming peacefully and when she was restless with nightmares. He would stroke her hair as she slept in his lap. She would often speak aloud when she was having nightmares, "I'm sorry" and "Please don't", were audible to Dean. When it was Dean's turn to sleep he would lay with Kyle in his arms barely sleeping a wink. Waking at every move and sound out of her. Sam would be in the corner on his laptop and skimming through books for more information.

Kyle was finally regaining her strength and felt good enough to go outside for a walk. Wanting to go alone on the walk but thinking better of it she asked Dean to come along. They walked in silence for awhile till they reached an outlook over a valley.

"Isn't it beautiful?" Kyle asked always looking at the scenery.

Dean eyes were glued to Kyle's face but regretfully pulled them away to the view. He never really looked at things like this, but it was beautiful. The tops of trees shined in the sunlight. You could see the mountains that went on for miles. There was a river in the valley below. This was another thing he loved about Kyle, she appreciated everything she had. She had to. Thinking of this made his heart heavy. He couldn't think anywhere else he would rather be. A beautiful place with his beautiful girl. His girl. He loved the sound of that. More importantly it was peaceful. He was trying not to turn his thoughts to something that could come and ruin this perfect moment. He turned back to Kyle and studied her face. He watched as she closed her eyes and relished in the wind. It whipped her hair in and out of her face. She quietly laughed to herself. This whole situation was insane. Sure he'd done jobs for beautiful girls before but they never touched him to his soul. He immediately thought and cringed at the idea of when this was over, which he hoped it would be over soon for her sake, that he would never see her beautiful eyes again. That couldn't happen.

Kyle interrupted his thoughts and turned those beautiful hazel eyes towards him. "What ya thinking about?"

Dean laughed and shook his head. He closed the distance between the two. Grabbed her waist pulling her back flush to his front, he rested his head on her shoulder and whispered in her ear. "I was just thinking what a perfect height you are for my head." Kyle playfully elbowed back into his side. "Kidding, kidding. You really want to know what I was thinking?" Kyle turned her head up towards him and nodded.

Dean paused trying to think of the right words to say, he couldn't think of anything better than the truth. "I was thinking about how I want so much to keep you safe and for this whole ordeal to be over with, but at the same time I don't want it to because I want to be with you like this all the time." Kyle leaned into him and sighed. Her own mind and heart was going a hundred miles per hour. "But as you can see my lifestyle is anything but safe."

Kyle's heart broke a little right then. She was thinking the same thing but the other way around. Her lifestyle was anything but uneventful in its own right. For that reason she couldn't get too close to people, yet this time she broke her own rule.

"You know this isn't all about you." Kyle teased, trying to make light of the situation. Dean stiffened and began to think that she was completely repulsed by these feelings he's put out there for her. Kyle noticed and spun around to face him.

"I'm totally kidding. I'm sorry I'm not good with serious talks about feelings and shit." Kyle laughed at her own stupidity. "What I meant was that I am in foreign territory here. I mean I'm used to being alone because it's safer that way. I don't want to hurt others when I don't know if I'll be able to be there for them in the future. You're right you're lifestyle is anything but ordinary but so is mine. But being in this situation and having you around has been the best thing that has ever happened to me and I can't believe I'm saying this but I too don't really want this to end. I mean the supernatural stuff can go but you and me, I wish it could be like this forever." As Kyle spoke quickly with nerves, silent tears began to run down her face. "I'm sure you think I'm crazy. I mean we just met and I'm pouring my heart out to you. And not to mention you are the first reason to make me mad as hell that I'm sick and have no future. Before I could deal but now I know what I'm missing."

Dean shh-ed her with a finger. "You are crazy, but not for that. I would and will give my life if necessary for you to live no matter when you're time is up. It could be tomorrow and I'd still die for you today. But you can bet your ass that it will NOT be anytime soon. You hear me?" They looked at each other and could feel the love radiating off of them. "Kyle I'm in love with you." Kyle didn't have time to respond because before she knew it Dean's lips came crashing down on hers. The kiss was passionate and then slowly became gentler. They pulled away needing air.

"I am hopelessly in love with you, Dean Winchester." Kyle smirked using his full name. The two spent the remainder of the evening sitting on the hill, kissing, staring and talking as the sun went down. The two of them were on the top of the world but both had a certain ghost in the back of their minds.