It's not all that good. I'm not a 100% if I'll start a new story for the next few parts, or if I'll keep it all in this one.

Chapter 10

Sam, Dean, and Bobby were all sitting in the living room, Bobby behind his desk, Sam on his laptop, and Dean staring blankly at the TV. Every now and then, Bobby would glance up and look at the door. Mina had told him about an hour ago that she was expecting a visitor. He was assuming it was her cousin Debbie, who he hadn't seen since she was probably five years old.

Finally the knock came, Bobby hopped up and hurried to the door. He was really looking forward to seeing Deb again, she was always such a great kid. Sam and Dean exchanged "huh" looks, then got up and followed Bobby to the door. They were standing in the doorway to the kitchen as he opened the door.

But Debbie wasn't the one who had knocked. A man none of them had ever seen was standing on Bobby's porch. He was around 6', with jet black hair and deep blue eyes. It looked like he worked out. The clothes he was wearing and the latest model of Mercedes parked behind him pointed to him being pretty wealthy.

Everyone was staring at him, Bobby with shock and disappointment, the boys with confusion. Dean and Sam looked at each other again, "Who is this guy?" they both thought.

The man cleared his throat, "Hi, I'm Tyler," he said extending his hand to Bobby, "I'm here to pick up Mina."

Dean stood up from his slouched position against the wall. Sam, catching onto what was going on, grabbed Dean's arm and quietly said to him, "Dean, don't do anything stupid."

"Mina!" Bobby hollered up the stairs.

"I'm coming," came her reply. Everyone was staring up the stairs, expectantly.

Then there she was. Her hair was up in a loose bun looking thing, none of them knew what it was called, but it looked good on her. The hair that was falling out of it was curled slightly, and fell around her face, framing it perfectly. She had on just enough make-up to make her eyes stand out, she had on a simple locket necklace.

But her dress was what really got them. They couldn't remember the last time they had seen her in a dress, especially one as elegant as the one she had on. It was simple black, and came down long enough to cover all but a bit of her high heels. There was a slit in the side of it that went clear up to her hip. She was stunning.

On her way down the stairs she stole a glance at Dean. The mix of longing, regret, and pain that was in his eyes nearly made her abandon her plan. But she straightened her back and held her head high. If he could have fun, then so could she. He brought this on himself.

At the bottom of the stairs she gave Bobby a peck on the cheek, "I'll be back before morning," she smiled at Tyler as he extended his arm to her. Slipping her arm around his he escorted her to his car.

Once it had disappeared into the night, Sam finally realized Dean's arm. Bobby shut the door and it seemed to jolt Dean back to reality. He pushed past everyone and went out to work on his car. He knew he couldn't track them now, the guy had sped off too fast and it was too dark. He would just have to wait.

Dean had been drinking on the hood of his car for most of the night, staring at the driveway, just waiting for her to come back. Finally, at about 4 am, their car pulled into the drive. The guy, Tyler, parked and got out to get her door for her. They were talking on their way to the door, but Dean couldn't hear them. He got up and slowly started to make his way to were they where. He stopped in his tracks when Tyler leaned in to kiss her.

It wasn't anything big, just a small kiss, it only lasted a few minutes, but it made his blood run cold.

Tyler went back to his car, and she watched him drive off. She turned and unlocked the door, but before she could go in she heard something behind her. Turning back around she saw Dean standing a few feet from her.

"What are you doing out here?" she asked him, a little shocked to see him.

"You mean out here at 4 in the morning?" he asked harshly, "Where have you been?"

Mina crossed her arms, "Why do you care?"

He just stared at her, waiting for his answer.

She didn't win the stare down. Mina sighed and looked away. "I was on a date, I thought that was obvious."

"What kind of date makes you dress like that? You've never gotten that dressed up before." He didn't stop staring at her.

She looked back up at him, "We went to a gallery opening, Tyler owns one and he was show casing a new artist." she replied with her head held high. "There," she thought, "see how he likes that."

Dean nodded and took another drink from his beer. "So, you're screwing some rich dude. What? You expect me to be proud or something."

"Fuck off, Dean. I haven't done anything wrong." Mina replied, this wasn't going the way she expected.

"Really? You don't think rubbing your new boyfriend in my face is wrong?" He was getting pissed, she could tell this was going to be bad if she didn't end it.

"Well, at least I didn't fuck him in some alley." She said scornfully. With that she turned and went into the house. Leaving Dean in his world of pain and heart ache.

The next day was full of tension. Mina didn't wake up until around noon. She came downstairs in her usual outfit, jeans and a t-shirt, and headed straight for the kithchen. When she got there Dean was already there. He looked at her walking in and caught his breath. Her eyes were red. Had she been crying, or was she just tired from her late night.

She didn't say a word to him, she got herself something to eat and then went and sat on the couch next to Sam. "Morning Sam," she said, giving him a bright smile.

Sam looked at Dean and then back to Mina. "Afternoon Mina," he mumbled before going back to his computer. She just laughed a little.

Suddenly, Mina's phone started to ring. She looked at the caller i.d., sighed slightly and answered it.

"Hey Tyler. Yeah, I had a lot of fun last night. Tonight?" she glanced over at Dean, who was staring at her like there was nothing else in the world. "Dinner? Umm, yeah, I could do dinner. Okay, you wanna pick me up or meet me there? Okay, really? That's a really fancy restaurateur. No, I'm fine with it if that's where you wanna go. Kay, I'll see you then."

She hung up and started to eat her brunch. Sam and Bobby were looking from her to Dean, whose eyes never left her.

When she left that night with Tyler, Dean was no where to be found. As they pulled out of the driveway, Dean started following them in one of Bobby's less conspicuous cars.

Tyler took her to the most expensive restaurant in town, they had a nice, expensive dinner. The whole time they were eating he kept touching her leg.

"Shit," she thought to herself, "this is the part I was dreading."

Mina knew that at some point in this 'Make Dean Jealous' plan of her's, she'd have to sleep with Tyler. But she knew, had known the whole time, that that part of the plan was going to be the hardest. She didn't really want to sleep with him.

It's not that she didn't find him attractive, because he was. It was more that, the only person in her head when she thought about sex, was Dean.

After dinner they went back out to his car. They rolled down their windows a bit so that they could 'talk', as Tyler put it.

He started putting his moves on her, kissing on her neck and letting his hand wander up her skirt. Suddenly, she realized she couldn't do this. It was wrong to use Tyler this way, and it was wrong to hurt Dean just for revenge.

"Tyler, Tyler, stop, I need to tell you something." Tyler stopped and looked at her.

"What is it babe?"

Mina cleared her throat, looked him in the eye, and told him everything.

When she was done he didn't say anything for a little bit. And when he did, she wished she hadn't said anything.

"You were using me? Me? People don't use me and get away with it Mina. I don't care if you don't want to, I shelled out a lot of money in there to feed you, and I paraded your stupid ass around all my friends. You are going to give me what I want, or I'll just take it."

He lunged at her, his hands groping. She panicked and pushed him, causing his manhood to collide with his stick shift. As he held himself and yelled in pain she made her escape.

Mina jumped out of the car and started to run. But her stupid shoe choice made her slow, and it didn't take long before Tyler caught up to her. He grabbed her arm and whipped her around to face him.

"You're gonna pay for that, you stupid bitch." With that he raised his fist to punch her, she cowered, expecting the punch. But it never came.

She looked up at him and saw him frozen in fear. Looking behind him slightly, Mina saw the gun first, barrel pressed against Tyler's neck. Then she saw Dean.

"Let her go, or there will be a whole through your head so big, they won't be able to use dental records." Tyler did as he was told, "Mina," he tossed some keys at her, which she barely caught, "get in the car. Now."

She hurried to the car, stopping after she unlocked it and hurrying back to Tyler's car to grab her purse. Mina got in the car just as she heard the loud crack caused by Dean smashing Tyler in the back of the head with his gun.

Dean walked over to the car, got in, grabbed they keys and they took off.

They were quiet the whole ride back. Once they parked, Dean looked at her.

"What were you thinking?" he said, too quiet for comfort. She thought he was going to start yelling at her, berate her for stupid plan.

Mina stared at her hands, but looked up when he spoke next. "You could of gotten hurt."

The catch in his voice confused her. When she looked at him, he looked almost scared. "Dean?"

"Just, don't talk. Just listen." He looked at the steering wheel, almost like he couldn't face her. "I'm sorry for what I did. I was stupid, and confused, and wrong. I've never felt this way before, I was scared I'd hurt you, or loose you. And I ended up doing both." He finally looked at her, "It doesn't excuse what I did. But..."he stopped for a second, looking into her eyes, "I love you."

Mina just stared at him, he seemed so vulnerable.

Dean sighed, it didn't matter, it was too late.

They got out of the car and went to the house. The two of them walked up the stairs without a word. At the top of the stairs, Mina turned and looked at him.

"Dean."

"Yeah?" he replied

"Did you mean it?" she asked, searching his eyes.

He looked at her, he could lie, and forget this night happened. "No, I can't" he thought.

"Yes."

Without a word, Mina kissed him. He stood there for a second, and then kissed her back. She took his hand as she broke the kiss and led him to her room.

Once inside she kissed him again, this time more passionately. They could both feel the need for one another growing. Dean started to undo her blouse, only breaking the kiss when she pulled his shirt over his head.

He picked her up and tossed her on the bed. Mina giggled as she slipped out of her skirt and kicked her sandals off. Dean pulled his shoes off and started fumbling with his jeans. She reached up from the bed and helped him with his pants. Once they were undone he pulled them off, alone with his boxers and his socks. He was completely naked now, and Mina just stared.

"What are you looking at?" he asked with a cocky grin.

Mina looked up at him and smiled, "You."

"Well that's not fair," he said with a slight chuckle.

Dean reached down and pulled her panties off as she undid her bra. Once they were both naked he climbed on the bed with her. She wrapped her arms around him and pulled him down to kiss her again.

As they kissed he ran his hands all over her body. She felt so good under him.

Finally she couldn't take it any more, "Dean," she said breathlessly, "I need you."

He smiled and kissed her again. Dean positioned himself above her and slowly began sliding the length of himself into her tight opening. It felt so good he never wanted to stop. As they moved together, his hands on her thigh, holding her leg up, and the other on her beautiful face, he thought to himself "This is right, this is the way we are supposed to be."

Mina moaned her arms wrapped around his shoulders, hanging on like she was scared she would fall into nothingness if she let go.

He could feel his desire building inside him, he knew he was close. And when he felt her tighten around him he let go, spilling himself inside her and she called out his name. They laid like that for awhile, spent, tired, and happy.

Dean finally, regrettably, rolled off of her. Laying next to her he tried to catch his breath, and then pulled her into his arms. They both fell asleep almost instantly, content and happy.