Stepping into the line of fire

Chapter 44

John felt happy. He retired to his tent with another two fingers of jack, a contented father. Dean had listened to him. Dean was going to do the right thing. He loved his boys with a passion and knew that he had often failed them when they were younger. He would not fail them now.

Dean felt like shit. He knew that his dad had spoken the truth. He agreed with his ol' man but what would he say to his sweetheart? One look at her cornflower eyes could floor him. They would floor him quicker than the worst that the supernatural world could throw at him. This was not going to be easy. He needed to man up. Dean poured himself two fingers of jack, carefully ensuring that his dad's tent was zipped up! The hunter sat down and nursed his drink…

Angela had spotted her darling from a short distance and joined him. She wrapped her arms round him and gave him a sweet kiss. Dean responded. He could not help himself. His trousers were starting to feel unbelievably tight and his skin was hyper sensitive. Angela's hand travelled down and he took it and kissed it. His honey was disappointed at the gesture. She loved to give her man pleasure but she did not show him any obvious reaction. Dean felt her displeasure though as he was so in tune with her.

"Not tonight Ange…Ange?"

"Yeah sweetie?" she answered.

"Are you OK to sleep in your own tent tonight honey? I love ya'…you know that but…" He looked down… "But we've got to sleep…and …I cannot trust myself to not make love to ya' that's all! …d'ya understand Ange? I've got to focus for tomorrow…Is that OK with ya'?" …he found it so hard to look at her that he could not. Angela understood.

"Dee…did your dad have a talk with ya?"

"Yeah… but that is what I think should happen. I sort of knew inside me that I couldn't just cuddle!" he gave her a very sweet little smile and winked sexily! Angela melted. She understood her gorgeous sweetie and did not want to put him under any sort of pressure. Especially before this hunt.

"That's OK Dee. I don't mind. I'll miss ya' that's all!"

"I'll miss ya' too… my beautiful wife to be…" He added wistfully.

At that precise moment he took her into his powerful arms and delivered an embrace that had her panting with lust. They both wanted to make love so much that it hurt. As Dean stroked her hair he got an electric shock and that made him jolt a little but did not surprise him. Angela just cuddled more into him and they sat there by the fire in quiet but resigned contemplation.

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The morning made an entrance far too quickly for the hunters liking.

Sam had got up before anybody else and had decided to sort out the supplies for breakfast. He had stoked up the fire with more dry wood and was sitting down when he was joined by his brother.

"Are you OK dude?" Dean asked his beloved brother.

"I'm OK …is everythin' good with Ange?"

"All's great bruv'…we had a talk…all's great and the ol' man's happy. That's a blessing aint' it?"

"I suppose so" Sam replied quietly but worryingly. "Dad's always meddling dude…ya' know that don't ya'?... You need to think for yourself Dean. Sometimes I think that the ol' man removed that part of ya're brain dude!" Dean cuffed him behind his head.

"Ouch man!" Sam squeaked.

"You watch your mouth little bruv', you're not so old I won't put ya' across my knee!" Dean declared authoritatively.

"Yeah and with which man's army?" Sam quipped back. Dean suddenly grabbed him by the arm with a big smile on his face and turned him over his knee with ease. Sam was struggling to get himself off his brother and was cussing like a good one.

"I wouldn't cuss Sammy. If dad hears ya' he's going to be really pissed! so let's get back to the job at hand. I think you deserve at least fifteen spanks for your insubordination little' bruv!"

"Let me down Dean…let me fucking down…"

John suddenly emerged from his tent and stood there shocked at the language that had come out of his younger son's mouth. He had clocked very quickly that Dean was about to lay into Sam and decided to put a stop to those shenanigans. If any spanking needed to be done he would do it when he was around. He told Dean to stand down. Dean smiled at him and let Sam go. Sam hit his brother on the arm very hard but Dean let that go.

"Boys! behave. I don't know what's going on but I will not stand for cussing on my watch. Sam come with me!"

Sam looked like a rabbit caught in the headlights as he made his way towards his dad. Dean stepped in.

"Sir. It's sorted. Please. It was my fault. We were messing about. Please dad…" John ignored him and took his youngest to the washing area. He grabbed a bar of soap and frothed it up. Sam could not believe what was going to happen.

"I'm fifteen dad!"

"You cussed. You're getting your mouth washed out!" John took hold of Sam's arm and asked him to open his mouth. Sam slowly obeyed.

Five minutes later they were back by the fire and the mood had switched to anxious. Dean could see that his younger brother had been crying and gave him a warm reassuring smile which Sam acknowledged with tears in his eyes. Dean decide to lighten the mood as was his usual tactic under such circumstances.

"Scrambled eggs for all?" he joyfully asked.

"Thank ya' Dean" his father answered. Angela and Bobby were just emerging from their tents oblivious to what had just happened a few minutes before.

Dean went to his task thinking that his ol' man was a tough son of a bitch. They knew where they stood though. Sam should have known better.

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