Hey Guys! Sorry for flipping out and getting all paranoid! Thank you to everyone who is reading this story it makes me really happy!
Anyway here is the next chapter for you to hopefully enjoy.
Love Lauren
Xoxo
I couldn't believe that Rebecca had told us her brother was upstairs when he obviously wasn't here. And now I was stuck in a house that was on fire with no one to help me. Dean is gonna be so mad I thought. "I told you not to go alone" he would say glaring at me. The fire had just reached the top of the stairs, pretty soon I would have no where to run. The flames moved and flickered as if taunting me. Thick black smoke was starting to surround me. I ran into the nearest room that just happened to be a bedroom. I slammed the door shut, grabbed the doona off the bed and put it at the bottom of the door where the crack was so that it would delay the smoke from reaching me so I could have a few minutes to plan my escape. And I wasn't enjoying my only option very much. I was going to have to jump out of the window. I flung the double glass doors open and stepped out onto the stone balcony. "This is not going to be fun." I said looking at the ground far below. I could hear sirens so I guessed the others had finally called the fire brigade. That did little to calm my nerves though. I turned and glanced at the door, the flames were fighting hard to get through only a few minutes and they would succeed. I looked back at the ground, took a deep breath and propelled myself over the ledge free falling to what waited below. I landed half on the grass and half on the concreted pathway. "Son of a bitch" I muttered. I winced and pulled myself up checking for injuries and found a few cuts on my arms, my left leg was aching a bit and I had a gash above my eye. I slowly walked, well limped around to the front of the house. Rebecca and Sam were talking to a fireman, Dean was sitting by the Impala just staring at his hands not saying anything to anyone.
Sam looked up and noticed me first. "Mel!" he shouted. "Dean look, Mel's she's alright!" All three ran over to me but Dean reached me first pulling me into a desperately needed hug.
"Ow. Careful babe. Not so tight." I said managing to smile. "I'm a little tender."
"Where are you sore?" he asked.
"Pretty much everywhere. I just jumped out of a second story window." I said. "My leg hurts, my ribs feel sore, I have cuts on my arms and I'm pretty sure I have a cut near my eye."
"Yeah you do. It's pretty nasty too." Sam said peering at it.
"Let's go back to the motel and get it cleaned up." Dean said gently taking my hand.
"Sounds good to me." I said.
"Um, Mel?" I heard Rebecca say.
I turned around and looked at her. "Yeah what is it?"
"I just wanted to say that I'm so sorry for making you go upstairs. I thought Jack was up there. I didn't know. I never wanted, I mean I never meant for you to get trapped in there" she said choking back tears.
"Rebecca, you didn't make me do anything. I choose to go up there. I knew what I was doing. This was not your fault and I don't blame you at all so you shouldn't blame yourself either. And I'm fine, a few scratches here and there but nothing serious. It's all ok." I said giving her a hug.
"Alright" she said nodding.
"Ok. Let's go." Dean said again. We started walking towards the Impala.
"Wait" Sam called out. "Where is Rebecca going to stay?"
I looked back at him to see that he had his arm around her shoulders. Rebecca was looking so pale and scared I thought she was going to pass out. "With us." I said smiling.
"Thanks Mel" he said once we had all gotten in the car.
"No problem." I said.
"Just no making out or anything in my car." Dean said starting the engine.
"You do it all the time." Sam pointed out.
"It's my car dude." Dean replied.
"Well just because…"
"Guys I'm bleeding here!" I said cutting him off.
"Babe please don't get my blood on my seats." Dean said looking at me.
"Too late."
"What! Where?" he yelled his eyes roaming the seat.
"Oh my God. Babe I was joking." I said.
"Oh good cause if you had gotten blood on my seat I would have…"
"Just go!" Sam and Rebecca shouted from the back seat.
We got back to the motel about twenty minutes later. "I just have to check something at the front desk." Dean said. "Sammy come with me."
"Check what?" I asked but they were already out of the car and on their way to reception. "Do you know what they are up to?" I asked looking at Rebecca.
She shook her head. "No I'm just as confused as what you are."
I looked back out the window to see both of them walking back to the car. "What was that about?" I asked getting out.
"You'll find out. Your so impatient babe." Dean said.
"No, not impatient, just sore and I wanna get cleaned up." I said.
"Alright well now we can go" he said grabbing my hand and leading me away from the room where we were currently staying in. "Um, babe. Where are we going?"
We walked up to a room a few doors down. I watched as he pulled a key from his pocket, unlocked the door and walked inside. I stood outside not completely understanding what was happening. "Are you coming in?" he asked walking towards me.
I looked back and saw Sam and Rebecca go into our room and shut the door. "What are they doing? How come we aren't staying together?"
"Because I got us our own room. I wanted to be alone with you" he said pulling me inside and closing the door.
"You got us our own room?" I asked sitting down on the bed.
"Why is that so hard for you to comprehend?" he asked walking out from the bathroom. He cleaned the cuts on my arms and then patched up the one above my eye.
"What happened to us being together to protect each other? I thought you said it was safer."
"I did say that, but I decided that it would be alright. Besides I think Rebecca needs comforting that neither you or I can give her" he said.
I laughed. "You're so gross. Why be like that for?"
"Because it keeps me entertained" he said sitting down next to me.
"Obviously." I said. "Dean, seriously what's going on inside that head of yours?"
"I almost lost you today Mel, I was so scared I was never going to see you again. If something had happened to you I don't know what I would do" he said.
I slid off the bed and knelt down in front of him. "I'm sorry. I should have listened to you. I thought I could have got in and out without actually being in that much danger, but I was wrong. I'm sorry that you got scared and you were worried. I promise you I'm not going anywhere. I love you." I drew in a sharp breath when I realised I shouldn't have said that. I told myself I wasn't going to say it again until Dean was ready. "Babe, I'm so sorry, I didn't mean to say that, well of course I mean but I wasn't going to say it again because I didn't want to freak you out again."
He put his finger to my lips so that I would stop babbling. "Stop apologising for being so wonderful. You worry about me too much."
"Yeah well I think…" I started to say.
"I'm not finished yet" he said cutting me off yet again. "Tonight I realised that you could have died and I don't want any more time to pass without me saying this to you. I know sometimes I'm not the easiest person to be around and especially with what we do, things get in the way." He laughed. "Now I'm just talking about crap. Here I am just ranting about this useless stuff when all I want to say is that I love you Mel."
"Really?" I whispered looking at him.
He nodded. "Yeah I do. And I'm sorry it's taken me so long to say it I know you were freaking out about it."
"I was not!" I exclaimed defending myself.
He laughed. "Sam told me about the talk you guys had that morning. He told me what you said."
"What? He ratted me out. That jerk!" I said standing up.
"Take it easy, he did the right thing" he said holding up his hands.
"Yeah I guess so." I said smiling. I took a step closer to him so that our bodies were touching before wrapping my arms around his waist. He leant down and gently kissed me. I closed my eyes and let his tongue explore my mouth. "Guess what? I said smiling after we had stopped.
"What?"
"You said you love me, that means you have to kiss me and be nice to me cause now you're stuck with me." I said dancing around him.
"Oh..my..God" he said watching me. "Is it too late to change my mind?"
I stopped jumping and slapped him on the arm playfully. "Not funny." I said.
He grinned and kissed me again. We fell backwards onto the bed locked in that embrace.
A few hours later I woke up feeling thirsty. I pulled myself up and slid off the bed carefully trying not to wake Dean. I slowly walked over into the kitchen and got myself a glass of water. I sat down at the small square table and listened to the noises of the night. The wind outside howled causing the tress to sway in every direction possible/ the tree outside the window cast eerie shadows all over the room.
"What are you doing in here?" Dean asked walking in and rubbing his eyes. His grey shirt was wrinkled from the way he had been laying and his hair was sticking up on end.
"I was just getting a drink." I said.
"Come back to bed" he said whining.
I laughed and stood up. "Come on then." I said. We walked back to the bed and got in. he laid on his back so I snuggled up close to him and rested my head on his chest. After a few minutes of silence I assumed he was asleep. I kissed him lightly on the cheek. "I love you." I whispered. I put my head back down and closed my eyes smiling as I heard his response and felt his arms circle me and hold me tight. "I love you too."
Well there you go! Another chapter. I was writing this about midnight my time when my best mate called me to come for a drive and we ended up driving over the drain thing cause she didn't see it and the steel top got caught and stuck under her car! So we had to call friends to come and help. Not a fun time. But I wanted to get this up tonight so I'm kinda tired!
Please review cause it will make me happy!
Love Lauren
