Chapter Fourteen
Dean turned around to her with a shocked and questioning expression. He couldn't figure out how Ty knew of his deal. He looked back at her. She was standing in the middle of the living room with one hand on her hip and the other hung at her side. In any other situation, he would stay with her and tell her everything, but this situation would not allow him to do that. He couldn't let Ty that close to him. It would only hurt her in the end.
"I have to go," Dean said, reaching for the door.
"Just tell me, Dean." Ty demanded.
Dean turned around and stormed back into the living room. Ty stood her ground as he seemed to charge at her. She stared at him, waiting for him to answer her. He looked at her and let out a ragged and exhausted breath.
"You expect me to tell you that when you won't even tell me about your demon," Dean retorted.
"What?"
"The demon that was here tonight, it wants you dead. Tell me who she is and why she wants you! Then, I'll tell you how long I have left."
Ty grinded her teeth and stared him in the eye. She could see the challenge. She knew that she should take the bait. Yet, she couldn't risk it. Dean didn't need to know all about her life.
"I can't tell you that, Winchester."
Dean took a step back and shook his head. "So it's back to 'Winchester'?"
Ty growled and threw up her hands. "Look, you wouldn't understand about this demon."
"I wouldn't understand? Ty, you do realize that I hunt these things too? I know all about them!"
Ty rolled her eyes. She knew that she should just tell him the truth, but would he really understand? Her choices had made that demon. She knew that he understood choices because she saw all the marks of him making his own, and what it now cost him. She looked at his face one more time and then looked away.
"Look, Winchester," Ty started. "This demon is my problem so don't worry about it."
Dean smiled and nodded. "Well, my time is my problem. Good night, Ty."
Dean didn't wait for her to protest or stop him. He walked out the door, leaving her in the living room. She looked over and noticed that Sam and Lily standing in the bedroom door. She let out a sigh and turned to them.
"How long you been listening?" Ty asked Lily.
"It was hard to miss," Sam said.
Lily nodded. Ty growled at both of them and walked into her room, slamming the door behind her. Lily sighed and turned back to Sam. She shook her head and started back into the room. He followed her, silently shutting the door. Not that a shut door made much difference with the hole in the wall. Lily took a seat on the bed.
"I didn't mean to offend her," Sam started, sitting down next to Lily.
Lily sighed. "You didn't really offend her. Ty is really guarded when it comes to what she thinks is her business."
Sam nodded, understanding what Lily meant. Dean was a lot like Ty. He guarded his secrets and business as much as anyone. Dean also learned that if someone wanted something from him, he wanted something back. Sam figured that Ty probably knew this lesson too. He just wanted both of them to realize that they shared a common enemy, and they could be allies.
"What was Ty talking about?" Lily asked, gently touching Sam's hand.
Sam's hand twitched at feeling Lily's touch. He wasn't used to being this close to someone. He liked Lily, and he wouldn't deny that. Yet, things were hard for him. Deep down, as much as he wanted to save Dean, he knew that he couldn't. He had to face that, and he had to face doing this job alone. There was no room for Lily in all of this. Even though he knew that, there was something that was comforting in her touch and glances.
Sam shook it off. "What do you mean what was Ty talking about?"
"She asked how much time he had," Lily stated. "He can't be dying."
Sam thought for a moment. In truth, Dean was really dying, just not in the sense that everyone thought of when they thought of death. He turned to Lily and shook his head, knowing he should tell her but at the same time, it wasn't his place.
"It's not really my place to tell you, Lily," Sam said heavily.
Lily nodded and stood up. "I think we should get some sleep."
Sam shook his head and started for the door. Lily quickly grabbed his arm and turned him toward her. She wasn't sure what to do. She had Sam right here and he was fast to want to get away. She rushed toward him and jumped to her tiptoes, grabbing him by the neck. She kissed him out of nowhere. Sam was caught off guard at first, but he pulled Lily close to him. He held onto to her, loving the taste. Lily ran her fingers through her hair when he suddenly pushed her away.
"Lily, I can't do this," Sam said. "I'm sorry."
Lily was having a hard time catching her breath. She had always been the type that thought a one-night stand was more fun than holding onto someone. But after that, she wouldn't mind holding Sam for the rest of her life. However, she could see the hesitation in his eyes. She nodded and watched as he started for the couch.
Ty sat at her desk. She had thought of going to bed, but sleep would have just avoided her. She stared at the report on her computer. The words were there along with many hyperlinks to pictures, yet she didn't want to look at them. She knew the demon well enough to know the M.O. without staring at the handiwork. She clicked the computer off and went to lay down when something caught her eye at the window.
She moved the curtain aside and noticed the Impala sitting across the street. In the murky street light, she could see Dean looking up at her window. She sighed, putting the curtain and took a step. She felt something nudge her foot and looked down. Her cell phone laid on the floor forgotten. She picked it up, flipping it open and found she had a missed call. She didn't know the number. It was rare for her to get unknown numbers. She pushed send and waited.
Three rings. "Yeah."
Ty jumped at hearing the voice on the other end. She had been expecting someone from work, but it was Dean. He had called her when Sarah was on her way up. She tried to think of something to say to catch him off guard and not make herself look stupid.
"How did you get my number?"
"You called me a couple days ago. When you found us at the crime scene."
Ty nodded, remembering before she left dialing his number. She thought of walking to the window but stopped and laid back on her bed. She could hear Dean softly breathing into the phone.
"You called to warn me," Ty started. "About the demon?"
Dean took a deep breath. "Yep, I saw her going toward you place when I went to get Sam. I knew she would lay low for a couple of hours until Lily got home."
Ty thought of a thousand things she wanted to say, but none of them would come out right. She sighed and walked over to the window. She stood just out of the light so he couldn't see her. She watched him from the window.
"You know," she bite her lip before she started again. "You don't have to sleep in the car."
"It's comfortable."
"Alright," Ty conceded not wanting to fight. "But couldn't you watch over me better from up here?"
"I like the view from down here."
Ty looked out the window. Dean was looking up at her window. He wasn't really looking for her. He was just watching. Ty smiled a little and wished she hadn't been so horrible to him before. He was a good man. She saw it every time she looked at him, but she couldn't let someone in. In this job, it never worked. Someone always lost something.
"Good night, Dean," Ty said softly.
"Night, Ty."