Chapter: 5

The next day they all got up, packed and Sam called Bobby to tell him about their hunt. He slipped out of the room and asked if he had any news about how to save Dean. Since Hailey was on the road Bobby spent almost all his time researching a way to get Dean out of his deal. Bobby said he hadn't found anything worth getting excited about. He asked Sam how Hailey was doing. Sam told him she was a great help, not mentioning she had to sit this one out because of her ribs. Bobby told him about the omens in Georgia and that they better keep his daughter safe. She should sit this one out also. Sam told him he would do his best but Hailey was as stubborn as her father.

Once he hung up and made his way back inside they were all set to leave. Hailey laid in the backseat, using her duffle bag as a pillow and stuck her feet outside the window. She was playing a game on her phone and singing to whatever song came out of the speakers. Once Hailey's phone died she quickly got bored and restless in the back. She kept changing positions and sighing in the back.

- Will you stop moving around back there or will I have to tie you up? Dean said getting sick of Hailey pushing against their seats.

- How do you know I'm into that? She asked in mock surprised sitting in the middle of her seat popping her head between the brothers.

- C'mon Sammy, let's play truth or dare. She wiggled her eyebrows at him.

- No! Last time we played that you had me running in the salvage yard naked. Dean shot a surprised look at Sam.

- What? We were teens, it was back when dad would only bring you on hunts and I'd stay at Bobby's. Explained Sam.

- Good times. She said with a teasing smile.

After a short while she stretched over their seat and started touching the knobs of the radio.

- Hey! Hey! No touching the dials, sweetheart. Driver picks the music. Dean said slapping her hand away.

- Can I drive?

- Only Sammy gets to drive baby. Besides I've seen you drive...

- What the hell is that supposed to mean? I'm an excellent driver!

- Yeah, tell that to the three cars you smashed. Dean laughed.

- Those were not my fault!

- Hailey, smashing into people voluntary, because they cut you off, makes it your fault. Sam said amused.

- My insurances say otherwise.

- Only because you tell them you hit the brakes instead of actually flooring it. Sam countered.

- Details Sammy...

Hailey let herself fall back into her seat and started making noises with her mouth absently looking at the roof of the car.

- For the love of god, Hailey sit still and shut up! Barked Dean.

- We've been driving forever... Can we stop somewhere? I need to burn my energy here.

- Thanks to you, I need a drink now.

It was around eleven O'clock at night, when Dean spotted a bar and pulled into the parking lot. Hailey practically ran inside. Sam spotted a motel just across the street.

- Guess I'll get us room. We can hit the road tomorrow?

- Sounds good. Dean answered throwing him the keys of the impala and making his way inside the bar.

He easily spotted Hailey at the jukebox, there was barely two costumers sitting at the bar looking down at their drinks. Dean ordered a double shot of whiskey and a beer. He made his way at the pool table and rolled his eyes as Hailey started `Black velvet` from Alannah Myles. He placed the balls on the table and looked up to see Hailey dancing her arms seductively in the air as she rolled her wipes slowly with the music. Her eyes were closed. She slowly descended her hands, running them over her curves. He couldn't take his eyes off of her. She opened her eyes and gave him a seductive smile as her hands ran back up her body and she lifted her hair only to let her waves drop back onto her back. She curled her finger to him calling him to her. Dean smiled and shook his head. She only smiled more and slowly danced towards him, mouthing the lyrics. Once she got between Dean and the pool table she grabbed his hands and placed them on both her hips as she swung them with the guitar solo. She wrapped her hands around his neck and played into the ends of his hair. He shivered.

- What are you doing? He was supposed to sound dry and cold but his voice was deep and sounded almost like a growl.

- Burning some energy. She said as she kept swinging her hips closer to him and once she grazed herself against him, his hold on her hips tighten as his jaw did the same and he forcefully pulled her away from him and against the table. Hailey let go of Dean and looked rather hurt. She bit her lip looking away. Dean thought about biting her lip for her and was going to close the distance he had put.

- Great a pool table! Said Sam joining them.

Without a word Hailey left them and made her way to the bar.

- Everything okay? Sam asked gesturing Hailey.

- Yeah, everything's fine. You brake.

Dean was wondering what the hell was going on with Hailey lately. She had thrown herself at him twice and tonight she hadn't even taken a drink yet. He knew he had to talk to her. He wasn't going to be able to keep pushing her away any longer. He couldn't act on any feelings he had towards her. Not when he had barely eleven months left. It wasn't fair to Hailey. She deserved someone who would stick around and make her happy, he couldn't do neither of those things.

After losing three games of pool Dean told Sam he was over it and was going to call it a night. He walked up to Hailey who was still sitting in the same chair at the bar drinking her beer and he saw a couple of empty shot glasses in front of her.

- C'mon hails, we're heading out.

- I'm not ready to leave just yet. You go. Hailey said playing with the sticker on her beer.

- Hailey, I'm not leaving you here alone. Lowly growled Dean.

- Sam? Wanna have a drink with me? She asked Sam over Dean's shoulder.

- Sure. Sam said. Something was definitely up and he knew Hailey was more willing to open up to him than Dean was.

- See it's settled. See yah.

- Alright. Dean said through his teeth and left the bar.

Sam called two more beers and once he received them he took Hailey's arm and gently brought her to a little table. After a moment Sam grabbed his courage.

- Alright shoot! What's going on between you two?

- Absolutely nothing... Sam you're a guy right?

- Last time I checked yeah?

- Aren't I, just a little, attractive?

- What?! Wait- Is this... Is this about Dean? Sam asked completely shocked.

- Ok I'm not some brainless, big boobed bimbo... But I'm... cute right?

- Hailey you're gorgeous, it goes without saying, but is this about Dean? Did something happen between the two of you?

- You mean besides me making a fool out of myself, twice? Nah... Nothing happened and nothing will ever happen. I just got to get over it. Guess he'll just always see me as that kid that got on his nerves. She laughed at how pathetic she sounded right now.

- Are you... in love with him?

Hailey sobered up at his question and her eyes got big.

- Oh my god, why am I even talking about this with you? Sam, just forget everything I said ok?

- Hails, you're talking to me here. Whatever you say stays between us.

- I really don't want to talk about this anymore.

- Then the conversation stops here.

Hailey smiled gratefully at Sam and they both got up and started walking to the motel room. He wrapped his arm around her to protect her from the cold and make sure she didn't stumbled. They got in the motel room and Dean was in the shower. The room had two beds and a pull out couch Dean had already set up. She didn't bother changing and got into one of the beds and quickly passed out snoring softly.

Once Dean got out of a long shower and opened the door, stepping out, Sam pushed Dean back inside the bathroom and shut the door behind him.

- What the hell Sam?

- You need to tell her about the deal Dean.

- Sammy, I'm done having the same conversation.

- Right then just keep pushing her away till you hurt her enough for her to leave your ass.

- What the fuck did she say to you?

- Nothing, I'm not blind you know. He lied.

- You guys are hot and cold and I keep walking in and having the feeling I'm interrupting. What the hell is going on Dean?

Dean took a deep breath.

- Back in Watertown, after the hunt, she wanted to celebrate our win against yellow eyes. We got drunk and-

- Oh my god!

- She kissed me Sam. That's it.

- And you pushed her away?

- What was I supposed to do Sam? She was drunk.

- Never stopped you before...

- We're talking about Hailey here, not some chick I pick out in bars.

- So if she would have been sober would you have gone through with it?

- What? No!

- Ok... answer this then; Did you want her to stop kissing you?

- This has nothing to do with what I want Sammy.

- That's not an answer

- That's all you're getting.

- Dean.

- What do you want me to say Sam? That I love her? That I want to be with her? That's just... selfish, when we both know where I'm going to be in less than a year. She doesn't deserve that. I can't do that to her... Or to myself.

Sam looked at his feet. He didn't know what to say to his brother. He felt responsible for his deal and now he was responsible to keep his brother away from love. He wasn't surprised about the revelation Dean just told him. He had figured a long time ago Dean had feelings for Hailey and would probably never act on it. But now knowing Hailey felt the same way... It should've changed everything. But because he got himself killed his brother had to give that up even before it began. He looked up to Dean and his lip quivered as his eyes watered.

- I'm sorry Dean... All this... It's my fault.

- No, it isn't Sam, I will never regret bringing you back and I'd do it again, got it?

- We'll find a way to break the deal. Sam said nodding at Dean.

- Yeah... Dean answered mostly to make Sam feel better. He knew they bolted the deal.

- Alright, enough with the chick flick moment or we'll start to sync our periods. Dean needed to brake the tension.

Sam half laughed and they both got out of the bathroom and called it a night.