Chapter 4: Disobeying

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WARNING: This chapter contains SPANKING (Domestic Discipline/Corporal Punishment) of an adult female by an adult male. If you do not like this DO NOT read. There is also swearing in this chapter.

Holly sat on the edge of the firm mattress watching Sam and Dean with accusing eyes as they got ready to leave for the Hunt that she was not allowed to be a part of. She glared at Dean as he pulled on his brown leather jacket. Dean glanced over at Holly and nearly rolled his eyes as he saw Holly with her arms crossed over her chest. Holly might have thought she looked like a pissed off angry woman when in fact she really looked like an eight-year-old who hadn't gotten her way.

"Stop pouting." He ordered annoyed grabbing the keys to the Impala off the table.

It seemed like everything Dean said to her just seemed to piss her off ever since he told her she was off the case and threatened her with a spanking. Holly gritted her teeth and without really thinking reached behind her grabbing a pillow and chucked it at Dean. Holly's aim definitely had improved since being with the Winchesters because it hit Dean perfectly in the back of the head. Dean's back stiffened as the pillow plopped to the floor. The room went silent as Holly glared at Dean's back. She was not sorry she did it and she didn't care how childish it was, she was pissed and she did not care for his comment to her. Dean bend down and picked up the pillow and if there was any indication of Dean being the adult in this situation that all went out the window when he hurled the pillow right back at Holly hitting her in the side of the face. Holly let out a growl and picked up the pillow again and was ready to heave it back at Dean when Sam stepped in front of her grabbing the pillow out of Holly's hands.

"What are you guys, ten? Seriously." His face looked stern and unhappy at the behavior that was taking place. He throws the pillow back on the bed and gave Holly a look that clearly read act your age then turned around and she hoped that Dean received the same look. Both Dean and Holly said nothing and just simply glared at each other.

Sam giving up the notion that either of them would have a reasonable comment shook his head turning to address his brother. "Whatever. Dean we have to go."

Dean nodded then walked over to Holly who felt a slight uneasiness as he approached her. "You remember what we talked about." His voice was low and his face was serious. "You stay here until we get back. You know where the shotgun is. We'll be back before morning. Do not leave the hotel. Understand?"

Holly glared at him with intense eyes looking into his like she was trying to find something. "Yes, sir." Holly said evenly. Dean scrunched his eyebrows together almost in shocked that she was so compliant towards him especially since he knew very well, she was pissed at him, not to mention getting pelted in the head with a pillow. He looked at her for a long moment almost like he was trying to read her thoughts. The civil yes, sir left him with a feeling of uneasiness.

"Be careful." Holly added breaking the silence with a hint of sternness in her tone.

"Yes, ma'am." Dean replied automatically then turned away from her walking towards the door.

"We'll be back as soon as we can." Sam said as he walked out the door followed by Dean who gave her one last look before closing the door behind him.

Holly let out something between a grunt and a sigh as she allowed herself to fall back onto the bed, the mattress squeaking as she did. She stared at the popcorn ceiling absolutely hating the fact that she was stuck in the hotel while Sam and Dean were on the hunt without her. It wasn't that she didn't understand why Sam and Dean wanted her off the hunt, she knew very well it was because the particular spirit in that house targeted young women. She found that out after doing some more research, but they have been on many hunts before where spirits went after men and that did not matter. Holly knew they were just trying to keep her safe and she understood that, but the hardest thing for Holly to except was leaving them to do everything on their own. She wanted to help, contribute and be of use. Ever since she lost her sister and was almost killed herself by a monster, that desire became more of a need. She needed to protect and fight against evil that intended to hurt others regardless of the risk. It was a deep need built up inside her that she was not fully conscious of. All she knew is that she couldn't just sit there.

Holly propped herself up on her palms. So many thoughts raised through her head. What if they needed help? Or backup? What if things don't go as planned? What if Sam or Dean get injured? The what if's piled on her brain until it hurt. Then thoughts crept into her head of going to the old house just to make sure they were okay and if they needed back up or help. She would stay in the background and make sure they did not see her. But how would she do that? And what if they saw her? What if Dean saw her? The thoughts of Dean's threat filled her mind with dread and fear. He said if she even thought about the hunt, he would not only spank her, but he would spank her bare. A shiver went down her spine, but not unaccompanied by a bitter resentment towards the insane hunter. The thought of him seeing her in such a vulnerable state was absolutely mortifying and unthinkable not to mention the pain she would endure from it. However, despite the fear of the punishment from Dean she was more afraid of not being on the hunt if Sam and Dean needed her and besides Dean could not simply tell her what to do.

Holly swallowed and nodded to herself as she got up off the bed. She walked over to the door shrugging on her oversized black coat and pulled on her brown boots. She walked over and grabbed the double barrel shotgun that was leaning by the night stand. Holly for a moment stared at the gun remembering the first time Sam and Dean taught her how to shot it.

Holly sighed. Sorry Dean, but you cannot control what I do.

With the shotgun in her grip she walked determinedly towards the door grabbing onto the doorknob and hesitate for just a moment then shook her head. She walked out shutting the door behind her without even looking back. She made up her mind.

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It was cloudy and there were no stars visible which made the night very dark and drearier. Holly walked down the old backroad pulling her coat tightly around her body as the cold wind bit at her. The house was about five miles from the hotel and the walk was less then pleasant to get there, but soon she saw the old Victorian home looking very stately on the modest country road. Holly looked at it in awe. It must have been beautiful back in it's prime, but now it was deteriorating with siding coming off, windows boarded up and remnants of paint barely showing its once existence. The yard was over grown with dead weeds and bushes and the iron fence that surrounded the property was rusted and bent in almost every place. Holly spotted the Impala parked a little way down the road, but Sam and Dean were no where to be seen. Holly judged that they must already be in the house.

Holly crept up the pathway towards the house, but instead of going through the front dooroll Holly walked around the house towards the back where there was a small garden and a back porch with another entrance to the house. She walked over to the door which surprisingly was already ajar. The padlock was clearly broken. Sam and Dean definitely went this way. Holly carefully pushed the door open. It made an unsavory creaking sound that made Holly's face scrunch up in nervousness. Holly pulled the flashlight out of her pocket holding it above the shotgun shinning it into a room which looked like main hallway that lead directly towards the front door. The old staircase was in her sight.

Holly nearly jumped out of her skin when she heard creaking directly above her. She quickly put a hand over her mouth as she tried to silence her heavy breathing. Then she heard familiar muffled voices that she could make out surprisingly well.

"I don't know Sam, we've checked every room." Dean voice rumbled.

"We'll just have to keep looking. Once we find that music box it should be a simple." Sam replied.

They're looking for a music box?

Holly heard their footsteps move away from her into another room upstairs. Holly started to walk further down the hall when she suddenly she heard a very faint music playing. Holly froze as fear shot through her body. How the hell are they not hear this music? Holly shakenly followed the sound. She did not have a good feeling about this. It just so happens that the music was not coming from inside the house, but in the small garden. Holly walked outside hearing the lullaby music become clearer. Holly walked over to a metal bench with white paint chipping off of it. The music was louder as she looked under the bench, but saw nothing but dirt and old weeds. She ran her hand cautiously over the ground until her fingers hit something odd. It was a chain. Holly grabbed it and pulled, but as she did something lift up with it. Holly gave it another hard tug and soon a small wooden box appeared at the end of the chain. Holly found the box to be way to easy to pull up which she found odd, but still curiously put the box on the ground in front of her and opened it up. Inside there was a small golden music box playing along with old letters. At this moment Holly realized she must have found Mary Lane Bridgett's memory box. However, that was not the only thing that Holly had observed. The music box was still playing, but the lid was closed. She was no expert on music boxes, but she was pretty sure they had to be opened to play.

Just then Holly heard a rustle and quickly turned around to see an opaque woman standing above her who was weeping into her hands. Holly quickly jumped to her feet and backed away gripping her shotgun in her hands. The woman then looked up at Holly. Her face was half in a state of decay while the other half looked alive. Holly swallowed at the unpleasant sight.

"He-He left me." The woman sobbed looking heartbroken.

Holly blinked. "That's-That's terrible." She said not sure how she should respond. "What a-a dick."

Then suddenly the ghost depressed face changed from sad to enraged. "And it's all your fault!" The ghost screamed at her rushing towards Holly with all the intent of murder in the spirits eyes.

Holly let out a scream and raised the shotgun and shot the ghost full of rock salt who disappeared into a cloud of dust. Holly's fear, the kick back of the shotgun and an old root all contributed to her falling on her back. Then she heard heavy footsteps stomping towards her. Holly sat up quickly and saw Sam and Dean running towards her. Holly laid back down hoping to God that she would just blend in with the ground and disappear. If she had a choice, she would seriously consider taking on the ghost rather than Dean Winchester at this moment. She knew very well he was going to kill her.

Sooner then she would have liked Holly saw Sam and Dean standing above her. Both their faces held great concern for her.

"Holly!?" Dean said frantically.

"Are you alright?" Sam asked simultaneously with Dean.

"I'm fine." Holly replied. Then both Sam and Dean helped her to her feet.

Dean looked at Holly up and down while Sam brushed dead leave out of her hair.

"Are you hurt?" Dean asked looking troubled and worried.

"No, I'm fine." Holly said trying to reassure him.

Dean looked relieved, but the relief was short lived because his face soon began to morph into what Holly knew was pure anger.

"What the FUCK…?" Dean began, but was cut off by a scream of rage. The ghost was back and lunged at Holly, but Sam was quick and shot the ghost making it disappear again. Holly rushed over to where the box lay.

"I found the music box!" Holly shouted as she picked it up to show the brothers knowing it was something, they needed to get ride of this delusional ghost.

Sam and Dean rushed over to it. Sam grabbed it and opened it up. Inside was a lock of golden hair. Holly might have found the hair beautiful if the insane ghost wasn't a murderous maniac.

It wasn't long before the ghost was back and came right after Holly again. Lunging toward her knocking her to the ground. Dean jumped in front of Holly, but the ghost reappeared behind her. Holly screamed as the ghost grabbed her hair.

"You took him from me!" She cried irritated. Holly cringed and stiffened her body preparing for a blow, but Dean's gun was now pointed at the ghost temple and without hesitation Dean fired and the ghost disappeared again, but that doesn't seem to last long and Holly was still on edge holding onto her head.

"Sam!" Dean yelled urgently. "Burn the bitch's hair already!"

As if on queue Sam smiled as the hair burned in his hands. "Got it."

Mary Lane Bridgett appeared once more only to disappear into ash finally laid to rest. Holly let out a sigh of relief knowing she was gone and was not going to hurt anyone else. And oddly felt sorry for the poor woman who couldn't rest because of some cheating bastard that killed her to be with another woman and the anger she held was for other women, not the son of a bitch who cased her pain and death. What a sad ending Holly thought somberly. However, Holly was not quite out of danger yet. It was almost like déjà vu as Dean was looking just as enraged as the ghost was.

Dean wasted no time stomping towards Holly who immediately took a step back. Dean grabbed her arm and gave her a good shake. "You want to tell me what the FUCK you are doing here?" His voice was harsh, deep and angry. His eyes bore into her shooting fear right through her core. He was absolutely livid and the scariest part of everything is she now knew that Dean could and would punish her.

Holly opened her mouth to speak, but nothing came out. She wasn't sure what to say and she was more concentrating on Dean's anger at the moment. Dean pushed Holly's arm out of his grip crossing his arms over his chest and fixed her a glare that made her shiver. He was clearly waiting for a response or an explanation which Holly was hesitant to give because she knew whatever she said would not be a good enough excuse for him.

"I-I wanted to make sure you both were okay." Holly replied honestly.

"What were your orders?" Dean asked stiffly.

"What?" Holly asked lamely.

"What were your orders?" Dean asked again this time it was clear he was trying to keep from exploding in anger.

"I found the music box." Holly stated completely avoiding his question trying to show her contribution to the success of the hunt. However, that was not what Dean seemed to care about at the moment. In fact, that comment sent Dean into a whole new kind of pissed. Before Holly knew it, she was in Dean's grip yet again. Dean hocked an arm around Holly's waist bending her over so Holly had a nice view of the dirt and Dean had a nice view of Holly's backside. Dean brought his palm down swiftly over her jeans making Holly gasp in surprise. Then five more swats followed in fast succession. The swats hurt leaving her bottom stinging uncomfortably. Dean let Holly up, but still holding her arm. Dean got closer to Holly invading her personal space.

"I am beyond pissed at you right now and have no patience left. So, either you answer my question or I'll bend you back over and spank your ass until you do." Holly could feel his hot breath on her face. He was livid and was not trying to mask any of it. "What. Were. Your. Orders?" He asked again while clenching his jaw trying to keep from yelling.

Holly swallowed as she subconsciously pulled a hand around to rubbed her assaulted behind. The swats she was given were solid and left a lingering sting. Holly knew Dean was deadly serious. "To stay in the hotel." Holly said in a very small voice which matched exactly how she was feeling at this point.

"Right. So, what the FUCK are you doing HERE? Do you realize you almost got yourself KILLED? There was a reason you were off this Hunt and as much as you you'd like to think it was because I just like giving out orders to here myself TALK, it WASN'T! You just…" Dean looked to be on the brink of exploding. His face was red with anger and his fists were clenched tightly at his sides making his mussels flex with tension. He began to pace back and forth which was not a good sign for Holly in her experience.

Breathing heavily Dean stopped pacing and looked at Holly with a clear look that Holly recognized as you are going to get it.

"You deliberately disobey my orders and put yourself in unnecessary danger. The two most assured ways to get your ass beat and I promise you I won't disappoint." His said in a deep tone leveling his eyes towards Holly showing that he absolutely meant every word he said.

Holly's eyes widened in fear. Did have this false sense of hope that maybe, just maybe, he would let it go because he already gave her a small spanking, but him saying the words made it absolute. "Dean, no, please I…" Holly began to begged, but was cut off.

"No." Dean practical growled pointing a finger at Holly. "You knew the consequences. I warned you what would happen and you chose to disobey me. You are going to learn tonight that I mean what I say and disobeying me was the wrong choice."

Holly felt tears begin to form in her eyes at Dean's harsh and threatening words. He was showing no sympathy whatsoever. Holly knew that she stepped over the line big time. She was now thinking that maybe she should have stayed in the hotel. It was looking like a much better choice at this point now that she was facing the irate Hunter.

"I'm going to stay here and put things back as they were. I'll bring some coffee when I'm done." Sam said avoiding eye contact with Holly perhaps to spare her some embarrassment she was feeling which honestly seemed impossible by this point.

"Fine. Holly you're coming with me." Dean said in a stiff clipped tone as he turned to walk towards the front of the house.

Holly didn't move. She stood stiffly in the same spot Dean set her after swatting her bottom. Holly swallowed and said exactly what she was thinking at the moment. "I don't want to go with you." She said almost pitifully which could not have been a truer statement.

"Yeah?" Dean said over his shoulder not even bothering to look at Holly. "I bet you don't."

In an attempt of desperation Holly turned to the youngest Winchester. "Sam?" She said in a pleading voice hoping he would save like he has in the past.

Sam looked at her with sympathy in his eyes, but shook his head. "You shouldn't have come."

Holly's lip trembled slightly at Sam's words. She would get no help from Sam this time.

"Move your ass, Holly." Dean yelled irritated.

Holly did not like Dean's words or tone. She was caught between not pissing Dean off anymore then he was and keeping her pride which was all but blown out the window by those five swats she was given for not answering his question.

"If I have to come get you, I swear to God Holly…." Dean let the threat hang in the air leaving the rest up to Holly's imagination which was running wild at the moment.

Holly found her feet crazily walking towards the man that had promised her a spanking tonight. She really did not want to go towards him, she really really didn't, but Holly was not about to find out what would happen if she kept defying Dean, she knew she would most likely regret it. Once Holly reached Dean, he wasted no time grabbing her arm and marching her towards the Impala at his desired pace. This was all too familiar to Holly it seemed. Once they reached the car she was ordered in and Dean sped away pushing down heavily on the gas pedal. Holly looked over at Dean who was focused on the road scowling looking like he had murder on his mind. Holly bit her bottom lip nervously.

"Dean, I'm really sorry…" Holly tried.

"Save it." Dean bit out. "I don't want to hear another word."

Holly wanted to explain and talk it out with Dean, but she knew Dean was in no mood to talk and anything she said could send him over the edge. The rest of the car ride was silent and made it back to the hotel in record time. Once he parked to a screeching halt. He did not move to get out of the car immediately, he sat there a moment closing his eyes and taking in a deep breath like he was trying to calm down. Holly stared at him with her brown doe eyes watching his every move.

"Get in the hotel and sit on the bed. I need to calm down." His voice was calm, but deadly deep and held a foreboding tone to it that made Holly's chest tighten in anxiety.

Holly did not like the order nor did she like the fact that Dean was so angry at her that he needed to calm down before he even went in the hotel with her. She knew his intentions. He made them very clear and she thinking of all the ways she could get out of it and try to change his mind. However, she held little hope for it due to Dean's inability to be rational and normal.

"And I swear to God, if you cannot follow even that simple order. You will be one unhappy woman." He looked over at her his green eyes baring into hers expressing his intolerance for her doing anything, but what he said.

Her heart was beating in her chest at his words. "Dean, please. I'm really sorry."

"No, you're not. You're just sorry you're going to be punished. And you should thank your lucky stars that you are receiving my consequences and not the one the ghost intended. Now get inside." Dean said as he turned away from Holly like he couldn't stand to look at her anymore. Holly felt her lip quiver and her eyes burn as she saw the hurt and pain, she had caused Dean. He was right she could have suffered the ultimate consequence. Without another word Holly opened the car door and walked into the hotel a bit faster than she would normally.

Once she got to the room she went to her bed and fell face first into the mattress gathering herself a pillow and baring her face into feeling undeniably horrible about the night's events. Dean gave her plenty of time to think and she did just that. She knew she should have just stayed in the hotel for Dean's sake and peace of mind, but she was selfish in the fact that she thought of her own needs and desires instead and for this she felt very sorry. However, she still found it hard to grasp the idea that just because something is too dangerous and Dean orders it, she should obey and not participate. She found it unfair and downright wrong. Yet, she found that some part of her that liked the idea of Sam and Dean wanting her safe. It was just a concept she had no experience in and was very used to doing things her way. However, the most thinking she did was centered on the punishment she was promised and how she could get out of it. She knew she disobeyed his orders, but a spanking was unnecessary and uncalled for, not to mention she knew what it felt like and did not have the slightest desire to experience it again. Perhaps she could negotiate? Get Dean to see her side? Get him to understand that spanking is not the answer? After all it didn't work, right? She still did what she wanted. The more Holly thought the more she doubted any of her words and reason would persuade Dean and her heart filled with dread.

Holly sat up and started looking at the clock and the door every minute anxiously waiting for Dean to come. The waiting was pure torture and she wondered if Dean was doing it on purpose. However, just when Holly thought Dean was not coming back for another hour the door opened and Holly's eyes shot up to look at Dean walking in. Holly was sitting cross legged on the bed with a pillow on her lap looking younger than her 26 years.

Dean put his keys down and hung up his coat all the while not even glancing at Holly. Once he was finished, he turned and glared at her looking much calmer, but very unhappy and disappointed. Holly had a lot she wanted to say to Dean, but the first thing that came out surprised her.

"I'm really sorry, Dean." Holly apologized her eyes begging for forgiveness.

"So, you've said." Dean graveled out.

"I mean it." Holly insisted. "I-I was selfish and should not have left. I just wanted to help and make sure you and Sam were okay. I just couldn't help it." Holly said looking down at her pillow feeling ashamed for making Dean feel this way.

"Oh, you could help it." Dean said bitterly crossing his large arms over his chest that were a lot more defined with his leather jacket off. "You just chose not to."

"So, if you were told to stay behind because it was too dangerous. You would do just that? Bullshit." Holly asked feeling herself get annoyed at the hypocritical notion that if the tables were turned Dean would do nothing of the kind.

"We are not talking about me. We are talking about you. I have more experience then you do and frankly I am not concerned about my safety. It is yours I care about." Dean said firmly in a low tone.

"Well I care about your safety! Are my feelings somehow less than yours? How about next time there's a Hunt you stay behind because of your safety?" Holly shot back forcefully as her emotions took hold of her. It was true she would prefer Dean be safe, but she wanted to make her point and show Dean how ridiculous and hypocritical he was being.

"Holly." Dean growled in a warning tone.

"What, Dean? Sound unfair to you?" Holly spat angrily.

"Holly, you are pushing it. I am in charge and whether you like it or not I have a say in what you do in every aspect of a hunt. I get to decide what you do and what you will not do, a fact that you sadly have not learned yet, but I promise I will convince even your stubborn ass that your safety is a top priority and you have absolutely no say in it. Sorry sweetheart I know that is a tough pill to swallow for someone that grow up different then I did, but this is the way it has to be and this how I keep family alive. It works and I am not going to change my mind so you can get that idea out of your head right now." His words were set and final which made feel extremely disappointed in Dean's lack of compromise which would be something he would not even consider it sounded like.

"Dean that is ridiculous! You cannot be like that." Holly almost whined feeling herself becoming younger by the minute. Holly hated the idea of having no say and giving Dean full authority over her during Hunts (which was her life now). It was giving him the power to take care of her and that was a truly scary thought to Holly. He was making her feel vulnerable and the intensity of his words, voice and body were sending all types of emotions through Holly that she couldn't quite understand.

Dean just stared at her for a long moment. Holly look at him with begging eyes. "I'm sorry sweetheart, but this is no simple life and I will do whatever it takes to keep you safe which includes taking you over my knee…"

"Dean, no! You don't have to do that!" Holly said desperately her heart dropping into her stomach as she got onto her knees putting the pillow in front of her like a shield.

"Oh yes I do." Dean said sternly.

"Please, Dean. I'll try to follow orders better. I will...just…there is no need to spank me. It's ridiculous and wrong." Holly pleaded with the man. She did not like how she sounded at all, but at this point all she was trying to do was avoid Dean's punishing hand. All her arguments that she thought up were being washed away and replaced by panic.

"No, Holly. I promised you a spanking. You don't want a spanking? You should have stayed in the hotel." Dean said firmly showing now sympathy towards Holly.

"I couldn't stay there I…" Holly began, but was cut off.

"Yes, you could have." Dean said firmly.

"Would you let me explain?" Holly said with a bit of annoyance in her voice masking the built up worry she was feeling in her gut.

"Explain what Holly? Huh? How you wanted to prove you can't be told what to do? To prove that you're not a soldier or a child? To prove that no matter what your life is worth your pride? I do not need your explanation; your actions spoke volumes to me!" Dean looked both hurt and enraged by Holly's actions and it made her feel terrible, like she put a knife in her friends back.

Dean finding it hard to look at Holly cased his eyes down towards the floor. "I cannot let this happen again. I was way too easy on you the last time." He said in a very self-accusing voice.

Holly stared at him like she was about to cry. Dean's words were hitting her hard and she found herself cursing her actions that caused her friend so much grief.

Dean looked up at her with a serious expression. "You got lucky. This could have been a whole lot worse. That ghost could have killed you because you simply wanted to prove that you were above the rules and I could not tell you what to do. Honestly a really shitting way to die. And you could have died."

Holly knew what Dean said was true, but hearing him say it made it all the more real. She could have died and for what? Pride? Her actions now were sounding less noble then she thought before she left. Dean was saying things she had not thought about and what was worse is the fact that it bothered Dean a whole lot more then Holly could imagine.

"There is always a risk, Dean." Holly mumbled miserably.

"Yes, but I will be judging that. Not you. I know the Supernatural and you'll just have to trust me. Now get off the bed so we can get this over with." Dean said firmly as he motioned Holly to get off the bed.

Holly's eyes budged out and her heart dropped into her stomach. With big fearful eyes Holly shook her head slowly. The clear and simple fact was that Holly did not want a spanking and believed wholeheartedly that even though her actions were wrong a spanking was not justified because, one, she could not except the abnormality of it; two she could not subject herself to humiliation of a child's punishment and three she did not want to give up emotional vulnerability that spankings produced. Plus, it goes against normalcy something they have very little of anymore! However, Holly's thoughts on the subject according to Dean were irrelevant.

"Holly." Dean warned in a tone that rumble lowly. "Now. Do not make me come get you." Dean voice was strained and deeply stern. He pointed a demanding finger to the area in front of him.

"Come here."

TBC ?

Oh no Holly. Should have followed orders.

What did you all think? Please review and comment if you want me to continue to the next chapter which obviously will be poor Holly's punishment. Help keep me motivated!

Dean promised to spank her bare, anyone curious how Holly will feel about that?! (I am!).