Chapter 6 - I'm no Saint

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WARNING: This chapter contains SPANKING (Domestic Discipline) of an adult by another adult and swearing. Don't like, please don't read.

Holly ran through the woods as fast as her feet would carry her ducking under low branches and jumping over roots and rocks. She felt like her lungs were about to burst out of her chest as she struggled to gasp for precious air. Holly snapped her head back to look behind her, but all she could see was darkness. Yet, the rustling and the low growl of the creature told her that she was not safe and pushed her tired body to run even faster. The clearing where the Impala was parked was in Holly's sight beckoning her to cross into it.

Dean and Sam were back at the Impala waiting for Holly who was supposed to be back by now. They had just come to scout the area and did not have any intention of actually hunting. Dean leaned against the Impala his arms crossed over his chest staring at the forest line impatiently awaiting Holly's return. He was against splitting up in the first place, but Holly insisted that they would cover more ground and Sam agreed with her so ultimately Holly got her way after a long heated debate of orders and commands course. Sam stood on the other side of the Impala half the time looking at the tree line and the other half looking at his watch.

"She should be back by now." Dean said stiffly not taking his eyes off the trees.

Sam looked at his watch once again. "Yeah, she shouldn't have gone far."

It was too the point where Dean could not take it anymore and pushed himself off the Impala and started towards the tree line. "I'm going to look for her."

Just as those words lefts Dean's lips he stopped in his tracks as he saw a familiar figure running towards them. Holly was booking it right towards them. Sam and Dean felt a wave of relief wash over them at seeing her.

"Where the hell have you been?!" Dean bellowed at her not even waiting until she got to them to ask the question that was worrying him into a state of madness.

"Shotgun!" Holly yelled back in a frantic voice that seemed to indicate that she was not claiming the passenger's seat.

"What the hell is…" Dean began to shout when Holly cut him off as she got closer.

"Get the fucking shotgun!" Holly yelled and just then Dean could see exactly why Holly was running so fast. Only a few yards behind her was a creature looking somewhat human, but distinctively different. Dean and Sam went to the truck of the Impala immediately gabbing weapons. Once Holly crashed her body into the Impala, she heard a loud bang from the shot gun. She turned around and the creature was not affected knocking Dean right to the ground with a loud thud. Sam began to shoot the creature multiple times with no success. The creature simple knocked Sam to the ground with one swipe of his large clawed hand. Holly ran to the shotgun where Dean accidentally flung it when the creature slammed him to the ground.

"Holly! Leave it!" Dean shouted.

Holly did not listen. She blocked Dean out and continued her pursuit towards the weapon without hesitation. All she had on her mind was to get the creature away from Sam who took another swing at him scratching his arm. Sam let out a cry in pain. Holly grabbed the shotgun, but as she turned to aim, she was met with a blow sending her hurling to the ground. "My my my aren't you the pretty one?" The creature mused as he gave her a sinister smile licking his lips around his sharp jagged teeth. Drool was seeping through his lips and his yellow eyes were hauntingly filled with a great need almost like he was disturbingly high on drugs. Holly's eyes were wide in fear and her heart hammered in her chest. Then in matter of seconds his sinister smile vanished and the creature froze suddenly life leaving his eyes. Dean had rammed the long silver knife right in the back of its neck the point of the knife appearing right under the man's adam's apple. The man fell limp and landed onto the grass. Dean standing in his place looking just as frightening as the creature was. Dean bent down offering a hand to Holly pulling her to her feet.

"Are you hurt?" He asked quickly.

Despite perhaps a few burses Holly was fine. Just sore and out of breath. Holly shook her head. "No, sir." She said shocking herself at her solider-like response. Perhaps that's what a few spankings does to a girl, or perhaps she just was feeling polite today, but whatever the reason Holly found herself not liking it.

Dean nodded then turning to Sam who was on his feet. "I'm fine." Sam said holding onto his scratched arm. Sam went over to the trunk getting out the first aid kit to bandage his arm. Dean pour the peroxide on it while Holly carefully wrapped his arm in bandages. Once that was all finished Dean turned to Holly.

"What happened?" Dean asked sternly crossing his arms over his chest scowling at her.

Holly was surprised by the question. Wasn't it obvious what had occurred right in front of him?

"What do you mean what happened? That crazy creature attacked us." Holly said gesturing to the dead creature on the ground.

"You mean to tell me that crazy ass creature just suddenly appeared and started chasing you? Where the hell were you? You were gone for almost an hour longer then Sam and I? We agreed to meet back at the Impala in a half an hour! What the fuck were you doing?" Dean was looking at Holly suspiciously knowing that there was more to this then Holly just stumbling upon a monster.

"I was scouting like you were. I just…" Holly paused nervously knowing the next thing she said Dean would take the wrong way and was almost certain to piss him off.

"Just what?" Dean growled fixing her with a dreaded glower.

Holly now wished she'd just would have said she was scouting and not have continued, but Dean would never leave it alone. It was inevitable that he would find out and Holly sucked at lying. "I found some tracks and I…well followed them for…a bit." Holly mumbled her words waiting for Dean head to explode.

"Did you now? Did it ever occur to you that was a stupid idea?!" His volume increased and his face got significantly more stiff and Holly was able to see Dean's pronounced jaw twitch with clear aggravation.

"No. We were scouting and I found something." Holly defended.

"So following odd tracks in the woods without any back up or weapons or a clue to who or what made those tracks sounded like a perfectly good idea to you?" Dean asked in a deep low tone that made Holly's chest tighten and found herself squirming uncomfortably.

"Well…no…I…I guess I wasn't thinking at the time." When Dean put it like that it seemed like it was kind of stupid, but if it was Sam and Dean in her place, they would have done the same thing. Besides, she only followed them for a little while and before she knew it, she was in deep shit and it seemed like now she was still in deep shit.

"You NEVER think! Holly goddamn it. Sam and I had no idea where you were or what was going on. We would have been standing here waiting with are thumbs up our asses waiting for your sorry ass to show up. Can you ever just follow my orders?" Dean now had his hands on his hips and was pacing back and forth running his hand through his hair. He was fuming.

"I did follow your orders Dean…just….something kinda happened." Holly said trying to get Dean to calm down and realize things just happen and things were out of Holly's control. It's not like she was expecting to find a monster.

"Kinda happened? Meaning almost getting killed. Yeah, that kinda happened Holly." Dean practically bared his teeth at her pinning her with a fierce glare that made Holly swallow.

Holly was feeling Dean's anger, thought this would be a good time to apologize. "I'm sorry, Dean. I didn't mean to find the creature. It just…"

Dean cut her off quickly holding up a stiff finger at her. "If you say it just happened one more time Holly. I swear…" He looked at her with narrowed eyes daring her argue. Holly wisely thought it best to keep her mouth shut because it seemed like every time she did her ass would pay the price which over the past serval months was proving to be quite often.

"Do you even know what that creature was?" Dean asked darkly.

Holly remained silent. She had no clue.

"That" Dean said pointing to the dead figure on the ground. "…was a werewolf. A fleshing eating, full moon blood junkie who would gladly rip out your heart and eat it like a New York prime stake. It could have easily torn you limb from limb if it wanted to. Werewolves are FAST, much faster than humans exceeding our stamina tenfold. You want to know why you were able to out run the son of a bitch? YOU were luck as hell it was injured or you would have been dead. You hear me? All because you did not THINK." Dean was out of breath by the end and was breathing heavily for his adrenaline was still pumping through his veins.

Holly swallowed and licked her lip at hearing the severity of the situation that she was unaware of. She also was beginning to feel terrible about mindlessly following the tracks. Dean was right she did not think. She acts on impulse most of the time and for that she was sorry. Feeling rather stupid she genuinely apologized. "Dean, I'm…I'm really sorry."

Then oddly Dean turned form Holly and began marching away from her scanning the ground. Holly pushed her eyebrows together confused by Dean's behavior. Was he looking for something? It wasn't long before Dean found what he was looking for and quickly snatched it off the ground. Dean stomped back towards a confused Holly stopping right in front of her.

"You know what this is?" Dean asked holding up small thin branch.

"A stick?" Holly said flabbergasted by the question and a little annoyed at Dean's odd behavior.

"It's a switch." Dean said plainly.

Before Holly could even think Dean grabbed ahold of her arm and easily bend her over. Within seconds Holly heard a swish and a thwack. The pain was instant and precise stinging a concentrated line on her bottom. Holly jerked gasping in utter surprise at the direct pain. Five more smacks from the dreaded switch fell on her backside in quick succession that nearly took her breath away. Holly shifted from foot to foot to trying alleviate some of the harsh stinging she was feeling, but to no avail. Holly desperately tried to move her rear-end out of the line of fire, but Dean's hold on her was firm and all Holly could do was to express her displeasure verbally.

"Ow, ow, ow. OWWWW! D-dean! Ow Stop!" Holly hissed and squeezed her eyes shut. "I-I followed your orders! This-This is unfair! OW!"

Dean stopped for a moment peered over his shoulder to look at the back of Holly's head. "Did you? What about coming back in a half an hour? Did you do that?"

Holly apparently wasn't quick enough to respond because Dean brought the switch down three more times on Holly's poor sore bottom concentrating on her thighs.

"OWWWWW!" Holly growled frustration and in pain.

"Well?" Dean pushed.

"No, but I did scout! I just got distracted." Holly said quickly this time in hopes of not earning more swats from that crazy painful evil stick of nature.

Dean hummed.

Holly growled in frustration. "You don't need to be spanking me! You have no reason. Things happen Dean. God Damn it!"

"No Holly. This didn't just happen. You decided that instead of following my orders you were going to follow some tracks completely ignoring all common sense and putting yourself in danger. So yes you most certainly need a spanking." And with that Dean continued his task landing the switch in the middle of her bottom moving down to her sensitive sit spots and thighs.

"DEAN! I'm sorry, okay. Sorry, sorry sorry. OWWWW!"

"HOLY MARY MOTHER FUC….AH! Stop!" The sting was absolutely overwhelming and Holly began to feel tears line her eyes, but her stubborn nature refused to let them fall. After three more memorable swats with the switch Dean set Holly upright. Holly looked at Dean with an unmistakable pout on her face. Dean met her pout with a stern glower flinging the switch off to the side.

"You feel better?" Holly asked giving Dean a contemptable look as she rubbed her aching backside.

"I will when you start thinking about your actions." Dean said clearly annoyed by Holly's question. Holly was half surprised Dean did not spank her more then he did. Perhaps he was too tired or just was feeling extra sympathy for her which Holly doubted. "I need to you to think about your safety."

"Dean…I…I will." Holly said fumbling over her words.

"Will you?" Dean asked unconvinced.

"Yes…sir." Holly wanted to make an effort to do so, she really did. For Dean's sake more then her own. It has been three months since Dean decided spanking Holly for her recklessness was necessary. There have only been a few incidences where Dean has full on spanked Holly and quite a few, more then Holly would care to admit, when Dean swatted her. Once was with a thick Latin book. She was bend on over the table and said something Dean did not appreciate apparently because her bottom felt the sting of a three-thousand-page Latin book.

Flashback:

Just because I'm with the Winchester group now does not all of a sudden make my life more valuable than everyone else on the planet OW!" Holly whirled around holding her backside and there she found a very angry Dean holding the biggest Latin book that anyone would mistaken for the dictionary of all dictionaries.

"Did you seriously smack my ass with that?" Holly asked annoyed.

Dean responded with reaching around Holly and smacking her bottom again with the heavy book.

"Dean! Stop it." Holly shouted turning her bottom away from Dean covering it protectively.

"Your life has value, Holly. Don't ever say anything different or I promise you I will put you over my knee until I am sure you believe it…which for you would be a long time." Dean looked into her eyes with a firm glare.

"Spanking me is not always the answer Dean. You can't just smack my ass every time you don't like what I say." Holly grumbled at him. "You can use your words you know."

"I find words with a smack on the ass is more effective and memorable." Dean said in a seriously stiff tone.

"You mean more barbaric." Holly accused feeling anger as she felt the ache in her behind.

"You think I'm a barbarian?" Dean asked half amused by the old word, but mainly annoyed at her thoughts toward him.

"If the shoe fits." Holly griped irritated.

Holly looked up at Dean to see his eyes eerily dark. Holly was both shocked and intimidated by this quick mood change. He was not looking at her so much as sternly anymore, but more ominous and foreboding. He looked almost menacingly. Holly found her heart skipping a beat as she stared at his stiff muscular build walking towards her unnervingly. Holly shrunk back as Dean got in her personal space. His voice was low and deep when he spoke that almost made Holly shiver. His eyes narrowed in on her and Holly found herself holding her breath. Was he that mad? "Out of all the things I have done in this life, you think I'm barbaric because I give you a swat on the ass?" He shook his head slowly.

"I've done many cruel things in my life, sweetheart, but spanking your ass is not one of them. If you think me spanking you is barbaric then God help you when you see me with evil bastards I hate. I'm no saint and will never pretend to be. I'm sorry to disappoint you, but get used to spankings woman because that's how it's going to be." His words were final and held no room for change.

Holly licked her lips blinking up at Dean. "Why?" was all she could think to ask him.

There was a twinkle in Dean's green eye as he looked down at Holly giving her a crocked rather charming smile. "Because I'm barbaric, remember?"

End of Flashback

Sam and Dean turned to walk towards the Impala. Holly scrunched her eyebrows together and with quick determination stomped over to where Dean had flung his stick/switch. She picked it up swishing it against the wind once then nodded to herself. With quick purpose she marched towards Sam and Dean. She eyed Dean's ass, that was awfully cute she mentally noted, and swiftly brought the switch down with accurate precision. Dean grunted arching his pelvic forward. She then quickly brought the switch down on Sam's jeans who hissed slightly mimicking Dean's motions. They both turned to face her. Sam looked to be in utter astonishment while Dean looked both shock and annoyed. Holly tossed the switch away giving them both a stern and accusing look.

"May I ask what the hell that was for?" Sam asked in total surprise like Holly was incapable of such things.

"That was for not getting the damn shotgun when I asked." Holly said very firmly like a mother scolding her children. Dean raised both his eyebrows and blinked looking dumbfounded. Sam bit his inner cheek trying not to laugh. "Don't look at me so surprised. This is how the Winchester's deal with things concerning safety, right? So next time get the goddamn shotgun when I say, don't just stare at me running like idiots. Got it?"

Sam cleared his throat masking the laugh that was attempting to emerge. "Yes, ma'am."

Holly turned to look at Dean who now looked at her with stiff features. "Yes, ma'am." He graveled out lowly.

"Alight, let's go." Holly said as she walked passed them and got into the back seat of the Impala. Sam and Dean looked at each other still in shock by what had occurred, but soon processed to get into the car.

Holly was surprised at herself by her actions. She was not completely sure why she did it, but she knew half of it was because she was annoyed with them not getting the shotgun quickly, but also perhaps she wanted to give Sam and Dean a reprimand for not being perfect during a hunt, like she was, not in the exact same way of course, there was no way she could fit either Winchester over her knee nor was it as serious as her actions, but all in all it felt good to smack their asses for once. And even still deep down perhaps she simple just wanted to and observe their reactions because she just liked to live dangerously.

TBC?

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