Chapter 3: Dean's Warning

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WARNING: This chapter contains talk of Domestic Discipline (SPANKING/CORPORAL PUSNISHMENT) and swearing. If you do not like this in any way please do NOT read. You will not enjoy it.

Sam sat at the small table in the kitchenette reading a book he got from the local library when he heard the hotel room door click open. Sam looked up to see Dean stubble in as he skillfully took off his coat while balancing a coffee carrier in his other hand.

Dean looked around the room curiously. "Where's Holly?"

"She's in the shower." Sam said closing the book and leaning back in the chair crossing his arms over his broad chest.

Dean looked towards the bathroom hearing the water run and nodded walking over to the table putting the coffee carrier down and plopping down into a chair across from Sam.

Sam looked at his brother and sighed. "Dean…" Sam began cautiously.

Dean looked up at his brother in confusion. "What?"

"It's about Holly." Sam said sounding way too serious for Dean's liking.

"What about Holly?" Dean asked with a raised eyebrow suspicious of his brother's seriousness and very curious about what he had to say.

"She's not used to this lifestyle, Dean. She never trained like us or grew up like us…." Sam said explaining right off the bat like he was thinking about this for a while.

"Yeah, what's your point, Sammy?" Dean asked wanting to know exactly where his brother was going with the conversation because he knew darn well that she did not grow up like them. No one did.

"My point is you can't treat her like you would someone who grew up like us." Sam said trying to explain his potion.

"What do you mean?" Dean asked feeling himself getting annoyed.

Sam nearly rolled his eyes to his brother's lack of understanding. "Like spanking her." He said like it was obvious. "She's not used to that Dean. In normal society that is not what people do. You're shocking the shit out of her."

"Good. Then might actually listen to me." Dean shot back in his defense quickly. Sam glared at his brother not liking his response at all feeling his jaw tighten.

Dean sighed heavily. "I'm well aware that she is not used to it, but she is not in normal society anymore. She is hunting with us and I'm not going to switch to your average citizen just because she is not used to it. She'll have to get used to it. Our life it too dangerous to be normal."

"I'm just saying cut her some slack." Sam said diplomatically hoping his brother would understand where he is coming from.

Dean leaned back crossing his arms over his chest. "I didn't spank her last night and that was definitely cutting her some slack."

"You spanked her in public." Sam pointed out.

"I swatted ass once." Dean defended scrunching his eyebrows together finding one swat hardly to count as a spanking.

"In front of me. That's embarrassing." Sam said pointing to himself leaning forward a little.

"She should have gotten in the car." Dean said in very matter of fact manner like he was just stating facts.

"Dean…." Sam began, but was quickly cut off by Dean.

"So you're saying I shouldn't spank her at all?" Dean asked raising an eyebrow at his brother practically daring him to disagree. Sam knew Dean would go to great lengths to keep people safe and regardless of what Sam thought Dean would do what he thought was best and if Sam was being honest with himself, he would too.

"I'm saying try to talk to her first." Sam suggested trying to get Dean to think less like his Dad had taught them and more like a normal person.

"We've both tried that and you know as well as I do actions speak louder then words. As I recall talking never worked for your stubborn ass. You always needed a spanking." Dean pointed out rather sternly not taking his eyes off his brother.

Sam flushed slightly feeling a bit embarrassed as he cleared his throat. "Just cut her some slack okay. You push her she might end up really resenting you."

Dean eyes flashed with worry for a split second but remained inmoved by his brother's statement otherwise. His body was stiff, but Sam knowing his brother all his life noticed Dean's discomfort with his words. "If that's how she feels, that's how she feels, but if spanking her keeps her from doing stupid shit. You're damn straight I'm going it." His voice was very stern and resolute. Dean rarely compromised on things he was sure of, but never to this extent and Sam definitely noticed.

"Just be careful Dean. She is not used to this life and she may leave us." Sam warned rather gently to his brother.

For a few moments Dean was silent. It was obvious that Dean was bothered by this and Sam looked at his brother sympathetically. Dean licked his lips and stumbled over his words slightly. "She…then that's her choice."

Sam shook his head suspiciously. "I've never seen you this intense, like this over protective towards anyone dude. Are you like…having feelings for her?" Sam asked raising an eye brow at his older brother wanting to hear something that indicated he did. It was rare that his brother ever was like this towards a woman before. Sure, he liked women and loved their company and often had a great desire to protect them, but rarely did he ever act so intensely or fearful. And he certainly never spanked any of them (other then in the bedroom Sam assumed).

"I…she's…it's not like that…" Dean stammered out not sure exactly what he was trying to say shocking himself at his lack of verbal skills at the moment. He didn't rightly know himself why he was at a loss for words.

A smile began to widen on Sam's face by Dean stumbling over a simple question. He found it amusing and unusually interesting. Dean was flustered and better yet he was blushing. "Okay dude, whatever you say. I'm just calling it how I see it." Sam said holding his hands up in surrender.

"Well you're seeing things okay? Because it is not what you're thinking I…."

Before Dean could finish his sentence of denial Holly emerged from the bathroom just finishing up the bottom part of her braid.

"Morning sunshines!" She said enthusiastically with a bright smile on her face as she walked towards Sam and Dean. Dean had a rather dumbfounded look on his face like he was surprised she was even in the hotel room with them. Holly raised a confused eyebrow at him.

"You in a better mood this morning, sir?" Holly said both mockingly and genuinely interested in his mood. It was a clear jab to their conversation last night and Holly was just dying to know his response as she folded her arms across her chest.

Sam looked confused as to what was going on and watched with both interest and amusement.

"Yes, ma'am." Dean replied looking up at her with stern eyes.

Holly nodded pushing her lips together a little bit, completely ignoring his hard look towards her. She smiled instead and said "Good."

"So I saw this cute Diner called Misty's Corner when we came in the other day. You guys want to go for breakfast?" Holly said with the indication that she really wanted to go.

"That's fine with me." Sam said looking towards Dean. "Dean?"

Holly looked at Dean rather hopeful. She was tired of eating fast-food breakfast for the past week and really wanted to try some local food. Dean looked at her for a moment then smiled. "Sure."

Holly returned the smile. It was always about the little things anymore that made her happy. Weather it be a nice sunny day, a piece of dark chocolate, some Diner food or even Dean's smile (when Holly wasn't pissed at him of course).

At the Diner Holly was feeling hungry and super ambitious as she looked at the menu. She ordered the pancake special with eggs, bacon and hash browns.

Sam laughed when Holly's order came up. "You gonna eat all that?"

Holly looked at her three plates wide eyed in shock. "I didn't think it was going to be that big!"

"Now I know you guys want some pancakes." Holly said as she attempted to put one on Sam's modest egg white plate.

"Oh no you don't." Sam said pushing the pancake back with his folk.

Dean was concentrating on eating his country fried steak that he didn't even notice the folk fight happening across from him. Holly saw her chance and moved his toast off his small plate and placed two over sized pancake on it that over flowed over the sides of the small toast plate. She then stacked two pieces of bacon on top. Dean looked over at his overflowed toast plate with a mouth full of food then he looked up at Holly who was innocently eating her eggs. Dean continued to stare at Holly who was determined not to look at him. Dean leaned back in the booth and finished chewing.

"I'm not finishing your food." He stated half serious half amused.

Holly looked up innocently. "Huh?"

Before Dean could response the waiter came back and asked if Holly would like more orange juice. Holly looked at her cup which was not even half way empty, but Sam and Dean definitely needed more coffee.

"Um, I'm good for now." Holly said politely confused as to why he asked until she got a good look at his face. She looked at Dean who was giving him a look that was clearly annoyed. Holly didn't know if it was because he didn't ask them for coffee or his poor attempted to flirt with her. Either way Holly felt slightly amused by Dean's face. Seeing him this way for some reason made Holly feel good. Dean always treated girls around him with his adorable charm and pick up lines, but not to Holly, no, he treated her significantly different and when other men started to flirt with her she found it odd and amusing that it seemed to bother him.

"Actually, I think I'll have some more." Holly said handing him her glass, but then she hesitated. "Does it cost extra?"

"Not for you honey. It's on the house." The young waiter said winking at her very confidently. He was a rather pretty looking young man with long brown hair almost like Sam's that looked like he used ten different conditioners to get it amazingly silky and shiny.

"Oh, thank you." She said handing him the glass. "And I think they need more coffee too." She added not wanting Sam and Dean to be deprived even though the look on Dean's face was priceless. Holly figured he was annoyed because she was focusing her attention on another man who was flirting with her rather then thinking about hunting which she found absurd. Therefore, she found it very appropriate to tease him and make him feel uncomfortable like he made her before.

"Oh okay, coming right up." The man said looking at her only not bothering to look at the two other customers at the table.

Dean clearly looked annoyed and uncomfortable. Holly didn't know why all of a sudden men were hitting on her or perhaps she just didn't notice before. In fact she only seemed to start to notice when she saw Dean become so bothered by it. She was nothing special. In her option she looked rather typical. Despite thinking of herself as average, Holly was a pretty. She had petite feminine features with long thick wavy brown hair that she often had to put back in a braid to keep it out of her way. She had big brown eyes framed by long eye lashes. Her body was well proportioned, but had a bit wider hips then her sister had. She was a little more bottom heavy and found shopping for jeans more difficult. She never wore any make-up although her sister tired numerous times to get her into a routine in the morning. Holly just never cared for it. Holly didn't dislike the way she looked, but never saw herself as spectacular. Her sister was the beautiful one. She knew how to command attention, every man looked at her like she was untouchable and Holly always smiled at her sister's confidence. She was a beautiful young woman. Of course, she was jealous sometimes, but she loved her sister and was proud of her. She missed her terribly. What Holly didn't know was that men looked at her too, but she never seemed to noticed due to her sisters overwhelming shining light.

She wore dark worn jeans tucked in thick weather-beaten boots, a black tang top she found at Goodwill and one of Dean's dull plaid button ups to keep her warm which she left the last two bottom buttons undone so she could tie it around her middle giving her some sort of shape. When Sam and Dean saved her she hardly had time to pack her own clothes and since money was tight she never asked for new clothes. The money they got was for weapons, hotels, food and hunting.

After breakfast the waiter caught Holly before she walked out giving her a piece of paper with a quick line of "call me." Holly just smiled and walked out looking down at the ripped piece of paper with a number quickly scratched in when she unexpectedly bumped into Dean who stood planted in front of Holly like stone statue. Holly looked up immediately startled, a "sorry" was just on her lips for bumping into him, but that changed when she saw his annoyed face.

"What?" Holly said feeling annoyed herself. He's got nothing to be pissed about.

"What the hell did he give you?" Dean asked demandingly.

Holly smiled. "His number."

Holly heard Sam laugh, but the laughing quickly ceased when Dean turned around and gave him a look. Sam cleared his throat bring his face back to a neutral expression. Once Dean turned around Sam gave Holly a grin shaking his head like all this was amusing him tremendously.

"Let me see it." Dean bit out holding his hand out.

Holly confused handed him over the piece of paper and Dean without even taking one glance at it crumpled it up in his hands and throw it on the ground and immediately turned around and started walking towards the car.

Holly gaped appalled. "Dean, what the hell? That was so rude!"

Dean quickly turned back around to face Holly. His face still looking like he had just been insulted. Dean stared at her waiting for more.

Holly stiffened her body and looked at him with confusion and irritation. "It was my decision whether to keep that or not."

"We're you going to call him?" Dean asked challengingly.

"Well, no, but…" She was cut off quickly.

"Then stop complaining." Dean bit out and turned to walked towards the car indicating that the conversation was over.

"What? Are you serious?" Holly shouted at him. Holly wasn't angry about losing the number it was the principle of the whole situation. Dean had no right to do that and that annoyed Holly to no end and the whole car ride back she was thinking of kicking him in places he would like, scratching his precious Impala with a key and hiding his casettapes and much more. He just makes her want to pull out her hair. However, this was nothing in comparison of what would happen that night.

"I think we should go to that house and check it out." Holly stated firmly. They had discovered what was occurring in the town and it appeared that an old abandoned house on Tempest Street was the center for the disappearance of the young women in the town.

Dean had his palms on the kitchen table staring at the notes and books. He was quiet for a moment then lifted his palms off the table and stated a simple "No."

Holly was shocked. "No? What do you mean, no?" Why would they not investigate that house that was clearly a clue to the investigation?

"I mean just what I mean, Holly. No." Dean said rather condescendingly.

"Dean." Sam said in a scolding tone.

Holly's eyes darkened at his tone and words. "Why not?"

"We know the reason for the disappearances, we know the background of the house and the people that resided there. We know what do, why wait?" They had everything they needed. It was straight forward, a simple salt and burn.

"Because I said so." Holly's mouth dropped to the floor. That was the most absurd reason to give to another adult, that's something parents say to their kids. Holly was appalled and would not accept that as an answer. There was absolutely more of a reason then Dean was letting on.

Holly gave Dean the most annoyed confused look she could give him. "Oh." She said nodding her head slowly mocking a response. "Because you said so, huh? Well that makes perfect sense now, thank you so much for explaining."

Dean just glared at her with a tighten jaw gripping the back of the wooden chair.

"Don't push me. I said no and I mean it. So, drop it." Dean's words were forced and it was clear he didn't want to give a reason and was annoyed Holly kept on him about it.

"No, I'm not going to just drop it. We need to go to that house and soon people are dying!" Holly said with urgency. What was Dean thinking? He never hesitated like this.

Dean pushed back against the back of the wooden chair having it nock against the table. "I'm I speaking a different language? No, Holly." Dean practically growled at her.

Holly shook her head at Dean's attitude. "I don't think you get it. Just because you say no to me. You think I'm going to just say "yes, sir" and accept your "because I said so" crap. I am not a child and I am not a solider, so stop treating me like one! And while you are at it stop acting like a controlling dick."

Then Dean's eyes began to darken and his face morphed into a whole new level of pissed. Holly seemed to bring out that side of Dean. Dean gave her the most fierce glare that she found herself swallowing and squirming in her seat. The tall intimidating Hunter walked over to her slowly standing over her. Holly felt like a young child who just swore at the teacher. Dean was tall and his muscular physique was outline perfectly in the dimly lit hotel room like a shadow looming over her. Holly was trying to put on a brave face but found it very hard as she looked up at the large mass before her.

"Let make things perfectly clear to you because for some reason what I have told you before has not sunken in. I am tired of repeating myself so listen carefully before I lose it. When I tell you no, I most definitely except a yes, sir and I expect my orders to be followed to a T. You might not think of yourself as child or a soldier, but in the hunting world you most definitely are. You are inexperienced and green to hunting and you are a soldier fighting against the supernatural which is very dangerous. So, my tolerance for you disobeying me is slim to none. Is any of that unclear to you or do I need to explain differently?"

Holly shot up from her chair and started to match angrily towards the bathroom, the only sanctuary she ever got away from the brothers and she needed it now more then ever or she knew very well all Hell would break loose.

"Hey! We are not done!" Dean shouted at her angrily his voice booming with hindrance.

"Oh yes, we are, sir!" Holly shouted back over her shoulder as she took determined strides towards the bathroom.

"I should just give you a…" Dean paused and did not finished his sentence. Holly whirled around and gave him a look of pure shock and anger.

Holly felt her anger build up inside of her feeling her body shake with fury. "A what, Dean?" Holly spat angerly practically daring him to say the words.

Dean clenched his jaw tight just glaring at her. After a moment Sam spoke up trying to deflate the tension between the two who were, at the moment, having an intense Mexican stand-off.

"Holly, what Dean is trying to say is that it is dangerous and we don't want you to get hurt. So, we need you to trust us and do what we say so we can keep you safe. That's why…"

"Sam." Dean growled over his shoulder warningly.

"What?" Holly insisted seeing both of brothers faces Holly knew something wasn't right. "There is something you are not telling me."

Dean sighed looking at the ground then lifting his intense green eyes back up to Holly. He looked almost like he knew what he was going to say was going to anger Holly.

"You are not coming on this Hunt." He said simply.

Holly was outraged to say the least. "What?! Why?"

When Dean said nothing, Holly clenched her teeth together. "Wait, let me guess. Because you said so, right?" She growled the last word in a deep unladylike grumble.

"Holly it is just too dangerous for you this time." Sam said trying to explain the reasoning.

Holly was having none of it. "That's just bullshit! Every hunt is dangerous."

"You're not going end of discussion!" Dean growled.

"Are you serious? I did more then half the research for this hunt and deserve to be a part of it! You guys are being so unreasonable." The unfairness of the situation was making Holly build up with fury. They shouldn't get to decide if she goes or not that is her decision. Plus, she knew all too well that Hunts don't always go as planned therefore it would practical for her to be there, in case Sam and Dean needed backup, but they weren't even going to give her that opportunity.

"No, we are not, Holly. You have to trust us." Sam pressed finding himself getting annoyed.

"Trust you? Bullshit, you weren't even going to tell me about it were you?" She growled through her teeth knowing the answer to her own questions. She was not only angry at them, but she was also hurt by their lack of trust and faith in her to be able to handle a simple hunt. How dare they?!

When both Sam and Dean said nothing. Holly nodded feeling a slight lump in her throat. "That's what I thought."

She looked over into Dean's green eyes that were staring with an intense severity that made her look down slightly despite her built up disappointment and rage towards the Hunter. He looked downright menacing.

"Well I'm going anyways." Holly mumbled under her breath. She surprised herself by not looking Dean in the eyes and not stating it loud and proud, but something inside of her made her quiet which she knew was due to the intimidation she felt.

"What was that?" Dean asked sternly glaring at Holly knowing very well she said something he would not like. "You wanna repeat that, sweetheart?" He said through gritted teeth.

Holly gathering up her bravery looked up at Dean in a challenging way forcing her voice to be steady and firm. "I'm going anyways." She knew she sounded childish, but she was too angry to care at this point.

"Are you now?" Dean said way too calmly. His tone held a bit of a condescending bite to it that made Holly's ears burn with fury.

"Yes. I can do whatever the hell I want! Despite what you think I don't have to do what you tell me to do." She said with her arms crossed and her face stiff with an angry scowl.

"Oh you don't do you?" Dean smoothly without raising his voice. "I could make you." He said darkly narrowing his eyes at her taking a small step towards her. His eyes holding onto her hers showing full intent.

Holly whole facial expression changed from angry to nervous. As much as Holly didn't want to admit it, she believed Dean's words. He could make her. Flashback of the last spanking she received raced through her mind. It was not a pleasant experience and fear of another spanking being a possibility made her extremely worried.

Holly did her best to mask her fear. "You wouldn't dare." Holly said through clenched teeth.

"Wouldn't I?" Dean said in a dangerously low tone. "You're practically begging for it. Do not tempt me."

Holly pushed her lips together angerly. She wanted to punch him in the face so bad she squeezed her fists tightly at her sides shaking in frustration.

"You are not going, Holly. Period. You understand me? You don't have to be happy about it, but you will listen to me. If you don't, I will make you. Clear?" He said pointing a demanding finger in her direction barking out his threat and orders. She hated every word the man said.

"You are insane! There is something seriously wrong with you if you think any of what you said is okay!" Holly shouted this in pure frustration and uneasiness.

"And you are in for a big surprise if you think I don't mean what I say." He said crossing his arms over his chest looking even more intimidating then before. This cannot be happening!

"You're a bully, Dean! A controlling tyrant." Holly said taking a step back from him feeling herself swarm with emotion. She didn't like not having a choice, she didn't like not being in control and she most certainly did not like being spanked.

"I'm trying to keep you safe. You can think whatever you want about me, but I am not changing my mind. You are not going. Period. Do you understand me?" Dean was done and wanted the conversation to end. To him it was black and white. To Holly it was all the colors of the rainbow.

"No, I don't." She said truthfully shaking her head.

"Do you need help understanding?" Dean asked darkly as his jaw twitched.

"If you are trying to intimidate me. It won't work." Holly said as bravely as she could, but her eyes brayed her.

"Do you need a spanking?" Dean asked in a deep low tone that rumbled through her core.

That worked. Holly mouth fell open. He wouldn't, not in front of Sam, but he's done it before.

"Well, do you? Or will you do as I say?" Dean asked lowly his eyes very serious and powerfully stern.

Holly just glared at him hurt.

"You better answer me, now, Holly or I'm going to choose for you." Dean warned his patience near the end.

Holly clenched her teeth together and hissed out a reluctant. "No."

"No, what?"

Oh, he cannot be serious? Holly wanted to saying anything else.

"Sir." Holly said it in such a small slurred voice Dean really had to strain to even hear her mumble.

"What was that?" He asked turning his head indicating that he did not hear her.

"No, sir." She said with as much disrespect and mocking tone and she could muster. "Does that make you feel better, Drill Sargent? Do you think I truly mean it NOW!?"

Dean stared at her for a few seconds his face unmoved by the outburst. "No, I don't." He said simply and then to Holly's great surprise Dean stomped over to her and grabbed Holly's upper arm in a firm grip and found herself stumbling over her feet as Dean marched her over towards the bed.

"Wait, Dean! No!" Holly screamed automatically in protest and before Holly could comprehend anything, he flung her over his knees.

There she was back in that horrible position where Dean's thick muscular thighs dug into her stomach and all the blood rushed to her head. All Holly could think about at the moment was the last time she was spanked and how much she disliked not only the sting of Dean's palm crashing down on her bottom, but the feeling of vulnerability and excess of emotion she experienced. The fight that was once in Holly was gone. She felt like a little girl almost wanting to cry at the situation she was in.

"Dean!" Sam shouted. Dean looked up at his brother's disapproving face who was shaking his head obviously not agreeing with Dean decision. At this point Holly laid there stiff in fear when she heard a low grumble come out of his throat and amazingly, she was pulled back onto her feet none too gently. Holly was stunned and stood there flabbergasted at what Dean just did.

Dean then slowly rose from the bed glaring draggers into Holly clearly not happy at all. Having a hold on her upper arm still Dean pulled her close to him bending down slightly so he was eye level with Holly. Holly stared at him wide eyed like a doe seeing headlights. His face was severely stern as he looked into her eyes like he was desperately wanting her to get what he was about to say.

"You listen to me. If you so much as even think about disobeying me on this, woman. I promise you, I'm going to turn you over my knee, bare your bottom and ware you out until you know just how serious I am about your safety. Do not cross me on this because I do not believe you, understand me? You're lucky I'm not spanking you now, you can thank Sam for that, but make no mistake, I will and you will not like it. It'll be a punishment that will make the last spanking you got seem like a cake walk. I'm done being patient. You are off this case. Do. You. Understand. Me?"

Holly swallowed at his words. She found all the fight she had in her body melt away at Dean's words. All kinds of thoughts crept into her mind as she looked at the seriousness on the Hunter's face. She believed him and she not only feared the spanking, but she feared Dean's determination which was very strong and Holly at this point was not about to compare whose was stronger. There was no doubt he would do it again. And bare? Oh, how humiliating. Her cheeks blushed crimson red at the idea of Dean seeing her naked behind and not for sexual reasons either which was so much worse in Holly's mind, but no that would not happen. She would make sure of it, but for some reason she was not very confident in her thoughts. Holly looked at the floor escaping Dean's intense green eyes feeling vulnerable, chastised and very embarrassed.

"Yes, sir." Holly muttered loud enough to be heard this time. She felt this was the best answer. The only answer Dean would except at the moment and she knew if she said anything else, she would be in for very embarrassing not to mention sore experience.

"Good." Dean said relaxing his face a bit standing up straight. "Now go get ready before bed."

"Are you sending me to bed?" Holly asked with a raised eye brow a little taken back.

"Yes. We are done for the night. So, do what you need to do." He said sternly as he walked towards the kitchen not bothering to look if she would obey him or not. Holly stood there for a moment in shock trying to take in what just happened. She turned a bit catching Sam's eyes who gave her a sympathetic look. Holly quickly looked at the floor feeling warmth rush to her cheeks.

Holly sighed and quickly walked to the bathroom. There were so many emotions going through her that it was hard for her to think straight. She was angry at Sam and Dean's lack of trust in her abilities and their deceitfulness in not telling her she was off this case. She was greatly confused as to why she was off the case. She had proved herself more capable in many Hunts more dangerous than this one. Was she not of value? Her heart hurt due to Dean's harsh words and threat to spank her again. She found it extremely unfair and needless. Dean can think all he wants, but she is in charge of her own fate and she should have the right to make her own decisions. Does he think of her so incompetent that she cannot take care of herself so she needs to be treated like a child?

Holly's heart hammered in her chest as her emotions got the better of her. When she reached the bathroom, she shut the door quietly went over to the sink and looked in the mirror. A piece of her hair had fallen out of her braid which tucked behind her ear. Her bottom lip quivered and tears began to line her eyes. She knew Dean cared for her and she knew he was concerned for her, but she could not get over the fact of how misguided his concerns were. He came from a different world then she did and in her heart, she knew he wouldn't change. A tear fell down her cheek as he thought of him. The strong, brave, selfless man with big green eyes and a beautiful smile that only a few could truly understand. He was unreachable, untouchable and he was someone Holly had no chance at. She was so different from him, she hurt him, she scared him, she annoyed and angered him and most importantly she could not be the careful cautious person he wanted her to be. Holly's sniffled and wiped the stray tear from her cheek. Holly wished more then anything that she could help Dean feel more secure and not scared all the time. Holly's kind heart began to ache terribly for her friend. What did one have to go through to be this scared? Despite everything Holly worried about Dean and worried what would become of their friendship which she valued highly. Holly gave a big sigh and began to get washed up for the night. After she changed into her boxer shorts and black t shirt then released her braid rubbing her scalp allowing her dark brown hair to fall where it may. Tonight, she did not care about her hair being neat.

When she came back out of the bathroom a wave of tiredness came over her. She figured it was from all the emotions she was feeling at the moment. Her eyes were heavy and the bed look really inviting. Sam took the bathroom next while Dean was in the kitchen leaning against the counter staring off into space not even noticing Holly emerging from the bathroom. Holly looked over at him biting her lip debating whether she should go talk to him or just go to bed. Was he still mad? Was he okay? She looked at the bed then back at Dean, making her decision she cautiously approached him. When she was about five foot away from him, she stopped and looked at him. He had a stern, but somewhat pained face. Holly couldn't quite read it. When Dean didn't notice her for a few moments she spoke.

"Dean?" She said softly.

Dean turned towards her his face softening. "Yes, ma'am?" He asked sounding very business-like.

"Holly." Holly encouraged, but Dean simply looked at her with his stiff unreadable face that looked slightly indignant. "Do you think so little of me that I cannot do my part?" She asked gently. The questions just came out without her thinking.

Dean pushed his eyebrows together looking confused and a little bit taken back by Holly's question. "No, I do not think little of you at all." He said sincerely.

Holly sighed and looked into his beautiful green eyes with nothing but kindness and pure sympathy. "You don't have to be scared all the time, you know."

"Yes I do." Dean said simply looking at her with both affection and fear.

"Dean…" Holly began to say, but he quickly cut her off.

"You wouldn't understand." He said stiffly cutting away his emotion.

"Try me." Holly said gently, but with an authoritative tone that surprised her.

Dean looked at the ground for a long while until Holly couldn't take it anymore. "Look at me."

A stern stone face looked up at Holly with a barrier so high Holly could see nothing, but a solider in Dean at that moment. It pained Holly to the core not because he was not only making her feel bad, but because he was so scared of everything, even her. Life has hardened him and it made her heart hurt.

"You should get some sleep." He said jerking his head towards the bed.

"So should you." Holly wanted to hold him and tell him everything would be okay and he could relax, but instead gave him his space perhaps feeling a bit vulnerable herself. She had trouble falling asleep despite her tiredness. She had too much on her mind and the more she thought the more she saw Dean's threat and behavior nothing more then his fears. Holly found herself planning on how to do the case on her own. Since the boys wanted her off the case then she would do just that but she would do her own investigating.

TBC ?

Oh Holly! Not a very good idea.

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