Chapter 10

Hailey sat in her bed, hugging her knees and rocking herself back and forth. She felt like a kid caught playing doctor with a cousin. But she wasn't a kid and Dean was clearly not her cousin. After what felt like an eternity, she heard a light knock on the door. She quickly made her way to it and opened it. Dean stood there with a bruised jaw. She opened the door wider and let him in.

- He punched you!? She asked checking the swollen jaw.

- Hey, at least he didn't have a shotgun, right? Dean said, trying to change the mood.

- It's not funny Dean. I should-

- He did the right thing Hails.

- Wow, I feel like punching you right now, too.

- Must be a Singer thing then...

- I'm gonna go talk to dad. She walked past Dean but he grabbed her arm gently, stopping her.

- Maybe we should talk first.

- You're taking it back again, aren't you? She asked in shaky voice.

- No, I want this Hailey. He said intensely, cupping her face and tracing his thumb gently over her cheek.

- But... She whispered knowing him too well to know he wasn't finished. He took a breath and let go of her.

- I can't start something knowing where I'm heading in less than 9 months. It aint fair to you.

- Dean. We're gonna find a way out of this.

- What if we don't, Hailey?! Dean yelled getting frustrated of hearing everything was going to be okay.

- Then you'll be burn in hell! You think I'm in denial Dean? I'm not! You don't think the demons I tortured didn't have a blast telling me exactly what was waiting for you in hell?! Hailey yelled back. She took a moment to calm down. She walked over to him.

- Dean, it doesn't change anything for me. I'm not some little fragile girl who can't deal here... I was raised the same way you did! We're hunters. We don't get happy ever afters. We get, now... Hailey said placing her hands on his hard chest. She got closer to him.

- ...And now... I want you. She said in a deep tone a voice that was even unfamiliar to her.

Dean grabbed her, swirling her around and pushed her against the wall. He crushed his lips onto hers, making her moan instantly. She wrapped her arms around his neck, deepening the kiss even more. In one swift motion he grabbed her ass and lifted her off the floor. Hailey wrapped her legs tightly around his waist. He left her mouth to attack her neck sucking and nibbling it, making her gasp. She climbed down and with shaky hands managed to unbutton his shirt pushing it down his arms letting it fall on the floor. He quickly removed his black t-shirt throwing it to the side. This time Hailey pushed him against the wall and started kissing his neck, collar bone, chest... hands exploring his muscles. She trailed wet kisses down his stomach right down to under his belly button.

- God, Hailey... He breathed heavily, caressing her hair as she explored him. He couldn't help but be a little surprised how she expertly found the spots that drove him crazy.

She started unbuttoning his jeans but before she could pull them down, He grabbed her hands twirling them again so she was pressed against the wall once more. He pulled her shirt over her head and took in her smooth, toned body. He kissed her passionately, running his rough hands over her silky skin, making his way to her bra and unclasping it. He gently pulled the straps down letting the bra fall free to the ground.

- You're so... beautiful. He panted before crushing his lips one more on hers. He picked her up again, not breaking the kiss and gently brought her down onto her bed.

He ran his tongue and lips down her neck kissing her as he made his way to her breast. She curved her body off the bed and moaned as he found her nipple and gently sucked on it, massaging the other one with his warm hand.

- Oh god! She moaned arching even more off the bed.

Dean smiled at how she responded to his touch. He quickly ran more kisses down her soft skin down to her jeans. As he trailed kisses around her navel he unfastened her jeans and stood on his knees pulling them off. He grabbed her leg and kissed her ankle trailing more kisses up her leg to her inner thigh. By then Hailey had invented a new language and was babbling in pleasure and almost in pain from the teasing he was doing.

- I need you... Dean, please... She managed to find the words.

When he didn't respond and continued his torturing. Hailey sat up and pulled him to her kissing him deeply, she grabbed his neck and pulled him with her as she lay back onto the bed. She desperately pulled on his jeans and boxers, not having the best angle to work with. He chuckled a bit and helped her getting his jeans off. Once the task done, Hailey quickly got rid of her panties. Her eagerness was really turning on Dean. He had to slow the pace a bit to be able to calm down a little or this was going to be done really quickly. He felt her small hands make their way to his manhood and he managed to stop them and placed both of her hands over her head.

- Please... Take me. She begged.

Dean took in her swollen lips and tangled hair in. She never looked as beautiful as now, under him, flustered, wanting him, begging him.

She pulled him to her, placing herself for him to take her and started nibbling on his ear and neck which drove him crazy with lust. Before he could control himself he pushed inside her in a slow but determined stroke. He felt her tense up in surprise but her moan encouraged him to keep up the speed.

- Oh yessss... Dean! She cried out starting to bring her hips to meet his.

- God, Hailey.

She was so tight and wet for him. He started picking up speed getting lost the delicious sensation of Hailey. Her hands were everywhere on him. He kissed her to keep himself focus. He pulled away loving the way she looked right now. Suddenly he felt her tighten around him. She gasped and shivered as she came, back arching, calling his name, which was plenty to send him over the edge himself. He pumped into her a few more time riding his peek of pleasure, feeling her muscles spasm in pleasure, before he collapsed onto her. Both panted, heart pounding as they came slowly back down from their ecstasy.

After a moment Dean rolled onto his side. He smiled as he noticed Hailey was now sound asleep. He knew she must've been exhausted with the lack of sleep she was having. He stayed a while just taking in the moment he was having. At that moment he was alone with Hailey, nothing else mattered. He studied each freckle, scar and curve that was Hailey. He kissed her forehead before slowly making his way out of bed. He quietly found his clothes, got dressed and stole one last glance of Hailey sleeping before he quietly got out of her room.

Dean made his way downstairs, to get his duffle bag, in the living room next to couch. Sam came in from the kitchen and watched his brother pick out a change of clothes.

- Did you fix her? He asked letting himself fall onto the couch.

- What?! Dean asked wide eyed.

- The impala. He explained raising an eye brow at his brother.

- Oh, no. Gotta change the break hose. It busted. I'm just gonna shower and head out to get the piece.

Sam looked confused a moment looking at his brother. Usually he would be covered in grease and would shop car parts, finish the job then shower. He didn't even looked dirty accept a couple of traces on his shirt. Then Sam realised Dean came from upstairs not outside, remembering hearing the sound of footsteps.

- Where's Hailey?

- She fell asleep- Dean stopped and looked at his brother who had his mouth opened like a teenage girl who just heard the juiciest gossip.

- You! Sam started getting up from the couch.

- Sam... Dean warned him.

- You had sex with Hailey! He said loudly with a huge grin.

- Keep your voice down! Pretty sure Bobby keeps a loaded gun on him now... He whispered scanning the place for any sign of Bobby.

- He's out, said we needed more liquor. Sam reassured Dean.

Dean grabbed the rest of his things and started heading towards the stairs. He stopped as he heard his brother following him. He turned, glaring at Sam, who was still wearing his goofy grin.

- What!?

- I'm happy for you... Both, actually. How did it happen?

- Sammy you really should know this by now... Dean said sarcastically.

- You know what I mean... Usually I can't get you to shut up about it.

- It's Hailey, not some nameless chick.

- Pretty sure they all had names Dean. But I get it... It's... different, with Hailey.

They both heard the front door open. Sam turned and saw Bobby walk in with a couple of bags. When Sam turned back to his brother, he had already bolted upstairs. Sam shook his head and laughed.

- What's so funny? Asked Bobby closing the door behind him.

- Nothing! Here, let me help. Sam said getting to Bobby and grabbing his bags.

They both got into the kitchen and started putting away the food and alcohol away.

- Where's everybody? Bobby asked.

- Hum... I think Hailey's in her room. Dean went to the bathroom.

- Can you believe I caught those two idjits all over each other, earlier?

- What!?

- Yeah, almost knock him out cold. Guess his dumb head is use to getting hit. I know they share a... special relationship. But I was clear to him this isn't a good time to start something.

- Why?

- What if we can't save him, Sam? What do you think Hailey will go through? I lived it. I won't let her destroy herself.

- Bobby, I know she's your daughter and you want to protect her but-

- Of course you'd side in with them!

- I lived it too Bobby! With Jessica. Yeah, it hurts. You lose half of yourself with them... But I never regretted taking my chance with her. You're going to tell me you would have rather never met Karen than lose her?

- What? No... That's different.

- Really?

- Listen if it would be in different circumstances I'd be happy for them...

- So you're against them being together, because Dean might die?

Bobby glared at Sam not answering knowing how it would sound. Sam didn't need an answer and continued.

- We're all dying Bobby... doesn't mean we can't live a little before our time's up. Sam finished but quickly left the kitchen when he saw that scary look only Bobby could pull off.

Bobby continued putting the things away. He grabbed the bottle of whiskey he had just bought and poured himself a glass only to down it and pour other one.

- Idjits. He said to himself downing his second glass.

Author's note: Hey hope you guys liked it! Sorry, I know the two last chapters were pretty short. Reviews are welcomed. And inspires me to sit and write more. I know there's a lot of misspelling or the structure might be off. English is my second language, I'm French Canadian. Mostly self taught how to write stories. Thanks for following this story it always makes me smile to see that ;) xxx