Chapter 4

*I do not own any WWE superstars, but I do wish I did!

It may have seemed quiet from the safety of her bedroom but once downstairs, she noticed that the house was bustling with a lot of activity. Everyone seemed to be in a state of panic. Rose noticed more of her father's men were present than usual. She wanted to run back upstairs to her room and barricade the door but she knew she needed to find out whatever she could that could keep them one step ahead.

Rose made her way down a long corridor where her father's office was located. The guards at her father's door were nice enough but she could tell that it didn't quite meet their eyes. Most of her father's men she had never really liked her. She could always tell that there was something wrong and now knowing that most of them actually hated her and her father sent a chill down her spine.

"Miss you really should get back upstairs, it's not safe for down here." One of the guards informed her when she went to knock.

Rose looked at the man sweetly. "I just wanted to stop in and say Hi! Is there something going on? Why are there so many men in the house?" Rose gave an innocent glance at the man.

"It's that blasted American…" The other man said and the man Rose was talking to shushed him right away.

Rose showed concern in her eyes. "Did he do something?"

"Well he killed two men and he has disappeared." The man who first addressed her quickly turned to the big mouth. "She doesn't need to know all of that, Miss Rose needs to just go back to her room and paint her pictures and write her stories and not worry about any of this."

At first Rose wanted to feel insulted that he felt like all she does was paint and write and couldn't possibly do anything remotely functional but she realized that was a good thing because they couldn't see her as harboring a criminal and sabotaging their plans. She felt like Nancy Drew.

"Oh Dear! Is he still on the loose?" Rose feigned concern.

"Everything is ok Miss Rose but you should go back to your room for the time being."

"I will certainly do that but I just needed to stop in and remind my dad that his big birthday celebration is in a few months and that we really have to start planning it soon." Rose knew that her father's men always looked forward to his annual birthday bash. It was the only time her father cut them loose for a few hours to really enjoy themselves.

"Well he stepped out for a moment but he will be right back if you would like to wait inside."

Rose nodded happily as she opened the door. "Thank you!" She smiled as she closed the door behind her.

Rose looked around her father's office for a moment and took a deep breath trying to stabilize her nerves. Well she was in but what was she looking for that was the question. So much for Nancy Drew she thought. Maybe something that could help Dean get out of here safely. She honestly didn't want to provide any ammunition to use against her father because no matter what her father has done, he still was her father and she loved him. She just wanted to get Dean back to where he belonged safe and soon.

Rose walked over to her father's desk and saw a black leather jacket hanging on the back end. Rose ran her fingertips along the smooth leather. She had never seen this before. She took it off the chair and immediately she could smell Dean's musky scent with a hint of mint. Rose grabbed the jacket and inhaled deeply. This was definitely Dean's and he smelled so good. She wasn't even thinking, she just put the leather jacket on and smiled at how comfortable it felt.

She wondered what else of Dean's could her father have. So she opened a drawer and on top of a stack of folders was a golden rope chain with a charm. Rose picked it up to examine it and noticed the charm was actually letters, two to be precise, DA. "DA?" Rose said out loud. Dean Ambrose, Rose realized. She tucked the necklace into one of the pockets. She searched around the drawer and saw a file with his name on it. Rose frowned. My father has a file on Dean.

Rose sat down and opened the file. There was a huge shield picture on top. She flipped that over and saw a picture of Dean. He was wearing black cavalier with two other men also wearing black cavalier. Rose couldn't help the heated blush. The picture looked as if it was some sort of company picture. The next picture was of Dean with two other men on a pier. One of the men had dark skin and his hair was pulled into a bun. Rose wondered if that was Dean's brother Roman. The other man's hair was pulled back with what looked like two tone colored her. All three men were dressed in black cavalier. The next page seemed to be Dean's stats. He was 30 from Cincinnati, Ohio. He had been with Shield for 5 years. Rose saw The Samoan family Dean had told her about were listed as Dean's relatives. Rose smiled that this family had been so good to Dean. They must be wonderful people she thought to herself.

The next few pages were what looked like operations Dean had been on. She couldn't help but to wonder if her father had a mole inside of Shield to get all this on one of their agents. She wasn't familiar with Shield but if she would have to guess, this agency would have to be a secret organization so how did her father get so much private information.

There were a few pictures of some wounds Dean had received from an operation that had went wrong a couple of years ago that had left scaring on his back. She briefly remembered seeing some scars on Dean's back but she was too busy with looking at what Dean had up front. Her body felt heated and she shook her head of the naughty images that popped into her head.

His nickname was "Lunatic Fringe" known for crazy stunts. He was listed as an expert sniper. This file gave a whole new insight into Dean that Rose knew nothing about. He seemed very interesting. Rose paled when she turned to the next sheet and saw that Dean was listed for termination. He had been instrumental in taking down drug cartels, sex slavery operations, terrorist networks. Dean had indeed been a very busy boy and was a very wanted man with a huge price tag on his head.

closed the file and returned it to the drawer. She wondered if there was any more information in another drawer. Rose looked down and saw a card on the floor. It must have fell out of the folder. She looked at it and saw Roman Reigns printed on the card with a few phone numbers. She tucked that in the pocket as well just in case.

Rose could hear few noises in the hallway. She looked up and realized someone was coming. She closed the drawer quietly and ran to the other side of the desk and plopped down on one of the chairs and took a few deep breaths. She crossed her legs lady like and looked back and smiled when her father walked into the office.

She noticed her father's smile disappeared rather quickly as he closed the door. She hoped he didn't suspect her of anything. "Hi Daddy!" Rose said sweetly.

"Rose, how did you get that jacket?" Rose's father asks as he walks over to her.

Oh Shit! I forgot to take off the jacket. Rose didn't falter one bit though. She looked at him with a confused look at first and then looked down and played the surprise part brilliantly. Rose secretly had always wanted to be an actress. She loved tapping into her creative juices.

"Oh!" Rose smiled innocently up at her daddy. "Well you always keep your office so cold and my shawl just wasn't keeping me warm and this jacket was sitting on your chair. I didn't know you liked black leather Daddy!"

Rose knew it wasn't that cold in the office but she knew instantly her father believed her. "Sorry Rose Darling! I forget you get cold easily." Thankfully that was actually the truth, she did get cold easily and she had thrown on his coats, sweaters, or whatever she could find in the past to cover up. "That jacket belongs to a former business associate that forgot it."

Rose nodded. "It's so comfortable and warm." And smells so intoxicating. Wrapped up in Dean's scent caused her lower regions to tingle. She had never thought a person could get turned on by a smell but she was feeling very aroused. "Can I have it since your business partner forgot it?"

Her father's eyes securitized her quietly but she just smiled pleasantly. "It's black leather Rose and a man's jacket."

"I know Daddy but I can wear it just in the house, it's so comfortable."

"And it's too big."

It was too big! Dean had very broad shoulders but it still was so comfortable. She felt as if she could snuggle in it. "And that is why it's so comfortable but if you think he's going to come back for it then I understand." Rose knew just how to get just the right amount of disappointment in her voice to get her father to give in to whatever she wanted.

Her father sighed and shook his head with a smile. "Take it! I was just either going to burn it or give it to Hoy! He was wanting it."

Rose kept her composure even though she felt her nerves bristle at hearing that her father was just going to burn Dean's jacket or give it away. It was Dean's, she could only imagine what he would have done with Dean's chain but thankfully it was tucked safely in the pocket.

"Thank you Daddy! The leather is so smooth."

"So I know you didn't come down here to hustle a hand me down jacket so what do I owe this unexpected visit."

"I was just curious by all the activity going on around the house lately. Everyone seems on edge."

"It's noting for you to worry your pretty little head about Sweetheart. You just stay in your room for the time being reading all your books."

Rose really hated it when her father treated her as if she was a child or some silly girl who didn't have a brain but what could she do? She didn't want to draw attention to herself and act out of the ordinary. No one needed to know that public enemy #1 was safely tucked away in her room.

"OK Daddy, I know you are doing what is best for me." Rose had a way with her father. She would act like she agreed but did what she wanted regardless but he didn't need to know any of that though. "But also I am here to talk to you about your birthday party, I want to get started on all the planning in a few weeks."

"We will, I just have something very important to take care of at the moment." Such as trying to find and kill Dean, Rose thought irritably but her features never showed any distress. "But as soon as I get this taken care of, I will be all yours." You will never get it taken care of Daddy because I refuse to let you kill Dean, Rose smiled.

"OK Daddy!" Rose stood up enjoying the feel of the smooth satin from inside of the jacket rubbing up against her skin. She walked over and gave her father a kiss on the cheek. "I'll stop by the kitchen first on my way to my room. I know it's late but I'm famished."

"Ok Darling and ask cook to send me in a plate as well. I haven't eaten dinner yet either."

Rose smiled and nodded before leaving. She saw the way the guards looked at her as she left. They recognized Dean's jacket and the fact that she was wearing it. She skipped off toward the kitchen. She couldn't wait to get back to Dean. She hadn't felt so excited about something in so long. She started to wonder if maybe she should consider a career as a sleuth, she could be a female version of Sherlock Holmes. Too many detective stories she had read over the years were flooding through her. Not to mention an incredibly handsome man was upstairs in her room sleeping on her bed.

She was ashamed to admit she had wanted to ask her Dad if she could keep him as a present but she knew that sounded ridiculous, he wasn't a toy; and though she was enjoying fantasizing that she was Nancy Drew trying to crack a case and expose the truth, the truth was that there was a real life man that desperately needed her help. Her father wanted him dead and she had to figure a way out to get him to safety. This wasn't some mystery, this was real and Dean was depending on her.

"Hey Cho!"

"Hey Rose! You are up late."

"Yeah, I fell asleep early. I was wondering if there was any dinner left?"

"Yes there is, I made you some butter and herb roasted chicken sesame noodles and asparagus."

"Yum! That sounds delicious." Rose hoped Dean would like that also. "Dad also needs a plate sent to his office, he hasn't eaten yet."

"Yeah, he's been busy looking for the American."

Rose felt her ears pipe up. "Is he missing?"

"Yeah, Mr. Lee thinks that a rival group has kidnapped that poor boy. More than likely he's dead."

Rose knew that wasn't the truth but she was curious to know if Cho knew anything that could help her.

"They've been looking that for that poor boy for a couple of days now and it's like he vanished without a trace. He was always so nice to me to. I don't care much for your father's men but he was always the nicest man. Always asking "How I was doing?" and "How was the kids?" Just an all-around nice guy." Cho looked at Rose. "That's Mr. Ambrose's jacket miss, how did you find it?" Cho asked rubbing the leather sleeve.

"This was Mr. Ambrose's jacket?"

"Yes Miss Rose, I saw him a few times in in. He was a handsome young devil in it if I do say so myself. If I wasn't so much older than him…"

"Cho!" Rose said shockingly with her mouth agape. Rose couldn't help but to smile though, Cho was the sweetest woman she had ever met. Since she didn't have a mother to talk to about women's issues, Rose often went to Cho and Cho was always so kind and caring.

"Sorry child, I forgot you have never been with a man."

Rose quickly glanced around to make sure there was no one around and thankfully they were alone.

"I'm so surprised to see you so excited by a man."

Cho laughed sweetly. "Oh child, I'm just all talk." Cho giggled. "If that man showed up to my room naked I would probably fall asleep on him." Both women laughed heartily. "But damn I bet they would be some good dreams."

"Cho, I was a little curious, I know that you explained the mechanics of making love but how does it feel?"

Cho turned to look at Rose as she washed a dirty pot left over from the dinner dishes. "Child I can't tell you how it's going to feel. It's different for different women because each man is different." Cho sighed, rinsed the pot off and sat it down. She grabbed a towel and wiped her hands as she silently studied Rose. Rose could feel the close scrutiny and she flushed. "What I will say is make sure the man is a good, patient, loving man because sex with the wrong man can be the worst experience of your life, especially the first time. It's going to hurt and it's going to be painful and I don't want to sugar coat it for you Baby." Cho had the warmest brown eyes that Rose had ever seen. She grabbed Rose's hands almost as if she knew Rose was up to something. "But if he loves you and is gentle and tender then it can still be all that you imagined and more." Rose smiled at her sweet Cho. She knew that Cho had found the love of her life early on and had lost him not that much later to violence. Cho never recovered after the heartbreak.

"Thank you Cho!" Rose gave her a hug before grabbing a small picnic basket with dinner in it. Rose tucked a loose strand of hair behind her ear as she prepared to leave with a few water bottles.

"Miss Rose!"
Rose stopped and turned toward Cho with an innocent smile plastered on her face. "Yes Cho?" Rose said sweetly.

"You never did say where you got Mr. Ambrose's jacket from."

Rose couldn't stop the blush that stained her cheeks with a ruby red. "I found it." Was all she said before skipping out and Cho shook her head with a knowing smile on her face.

Rose quickly made her way upstairs and unlocked the door. She could tell that Dean was still sleeping. She sat the basket down and checked on him. She was happy to see that he didn't feel feverish but even in the soft glow of the moonlight she could tell in his face that he was having another nightmare. Rose frowned and began stroking Deans cheek gently. She could feel the rough stubbles bristling against her hand. She had never seen him with facial hair. He was always clean shaven, she wondered how he would look with some stubble.

Rose sat down beside Dean as he continued to grimace from whatever that tortured him but he soon did begin to calm down as Rose stroked his cheeks and his chin, and his forehead.

Rose was taken aback when Dean shot up abruptly causing her to jump. He looked around frantically until he looked at her and recognized her. He ran a hand over his face and tried to rid his head of the nightmares still playing in his head.

"Anything in particular that causes the nightmares?" Rose asked softly as Dean ran a hand through his messy curls.

Dean shook his head. "After a while they kind of all just mix together."

Rose nodded sadly. She hated seeing him in so much distress.

Dean looked at Rose and squinted his eyes. He reached out and touched the leather jacket she was wearing. "Is that my leather jacket?"

Rose nodded and she reached into the pocket and pulled out the chain. "Yes, it was in my father's office as so was this." Rose placed the chain with the DA initials charm in his hand.

"Do you think he suspects anything?" Dean asked as he put his necklace on.

"No, they are clueless to your whereabouts. But I don't know how much longer you will be safe here." Dean nodded.

"Rosebud, thank you for everything but I think you have done more than enough for me." Dean said as he tried to get comfortable sitting up. The moonlit glow against his bare skin was mesmerizing and Rose hoped Dean couldn't see her chocolate brown eyes fixated on his smooth skin.

"I'm sure you would have done the same for me." Rose reluctantly took off the leather jacket and gave it to him. "I knew as soon as I smelled it that it was your jacket."

Dean smiled. "Does it stink? I try not to wear it when I need a smoke."

Rose shook her head. There was no way she was going to tell him she liked the way he smelled. "I asked my dad if I could have it because it was so comfortable." Which was true.

"Thanks!" Dean said when Rose handed the worn garment to him. It's probably my favorite jacket.

"How are you feeling?"

Dean smiled. "Much better thanks to you."

"I brought you dinner, are you still hungry?" Rose pointing at the brown wicker basket.

Dean chuckled. "I feel like I just ate but I am still a little hungry." Dean looked over at the clock and saw that it was 2:37 a.m. "Why don't we save that for in the morning. You should get some sleep."

Rose did feel tired and she needed to get back on a regular sleeping schedule. Rose nodded before she stood up taking off her shoes. She stretched her tired limbs before crawling into bed next to Dean. Of course she didn't expect Dean to pull her into his arms and squeaked in surprise to astonishment and he chuckled.

"That was cute." He chuckled.

Rose didn't find him so amusing though and wasn't sure it was a good idea to be cuddled up to a bare chested man with a price on his head. Rose lifted up slightly and glared at Dean.

"It gets lonely at nights sometimes and you're fully dressed. I just want to hold you."

Rose's face softened. It did get very lonely at night. She knew that feeling all too well. Rose nodded. "OK but keep yourself covered." She had saw the discarded robe on the floor so she knew he was naked underneath the covers which only seemed to make her pulse speed up.

Dean chuckled again and placed the leather coat over her smaller frame. "Yes ma'am! You just make sure to keep your hands to yourself."

Rose gasped in shock and Dean just chuckled. He enjoyed getting her all fired up. "I am a lady and I don't molest men."

Dean just shrugged. "You can't molest the willing." Rose felt the heat spread throughout her whole body but she wasn't going to react this time though her body was tingling all over. Well as long as he doesn't know that, then there is no harm and he couldn't tease her mercilessly she thought.

Rose placed her head on Dean's chest. He felt so warm. She could hear his steady heartbeat. She closed her eyes and snuggled closer to Dean. His strong arms wrapped around her made her feel so safe. She hoped he didn't see her smiling. She realized that she wanted to stay in his arms like this forever and that was the last thought she had before drifting off to sleep.

Rose slept peacefully cuddled up to Dean when she heard a loud banging on her bedroom door. They both shot up out of bed in a frenzy. They both stared at each other in horror but Rose quickly composed herself and pointed to the bathroom. Thankfully Dean listened, he covered himself up and quickly ran off to hide in the rest room. Rose thinking fast pulled off her dress leaving her only in her red bra and panties. She pulled a sheet around her form, mussed up her hair that was already half out of it's do from earlier and made her way over to the door.

Rose cracked the door open just a bit so she could peek out. "Yes?" She croaked out as if she had just woken up which wasn't far from the truth.

"We need to search your room Miss by orders of your father." She noticed it was the head of her father's security at her door.

"Ummmmm OK! I just need to dress." Rose said but the door was pushed in causing her to lose her hold on the sheet and it dropped to the floor with four of her father's men staring at her half naked body.

"DADDY! DADDY!" Rose screamed trying to cover her body up from their leering eyes. She had never felt so exposed and so disgusted with how they were eyeing her hungrily. She shivered in fear.

"WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON IN HERE?" Rose's father burst into the room in a panic at hearing his only daughter's cries.

"They barged into my room Daddy and I told them I needed to dress!" Rose cried out, pointing at the invaders.

Rose's father turned to them angrily.

"You told us to check her room no matter what, sir!" The head of security stammered.

"Not with her undressed I didn't!" Her father barked angrily. "Get out of her room and you can check it as soon as she is dressed.

"Yes sir!" The men mumbled as they quickly left the room.

"I don't understand Daddy! Why do you want to check my room?" Rose asked innocently.

"Just get dressed, you have 10 minutes." Rose's father said angrily refusing to answer her question and marched out in a huff slamming her door shut.

Rose wasted no time. She ran over to the bathroom and Dean was standing there looking concerned. He could hear the yelling and he saw the tears in her eyes.

"Rosebud, are you OK?" Dean was concerned for her. She was all he could think about at the moment. She was standing there in practically in nothing with tears in her eyes, it tore at his hart to see her tears.

"We have no time Dean!" Rose wiped away the tears as quickly as possible. "Your clothes are on the balcony grab them, get dressed, we must leave now. Her voice was shaky but she needed to stay strong.

"Rose!" Dean said softly as he touched her tear stained cheek.

"Dean please!" She pleaded. "We have to go!"

"No you can't it's too dangerous!"

Rose made eye contact with Dean. "We have to go now, get your clothes!" Rose commanded and Dean nodded his understanding and quickly went out onto the balcony to retrieve his clothes. Not much good it did hanging them out to dry because they were soaking wet again from the rain that was coming down hard, but he didn't think about that as he went back inside and started dressing. Rose threw on her discarded dress and went over to her closet to grab a pair of boots and a black raincoat since she heard the rain when Dean opened the door.

It was hard to get the wet clothing on but Dean managed. He shivered from the cold fabric against his skin. He put on his black leather jacket and Rose looked around quickly to try and hide any evidence that he had been there. Once done she grabs Dean by the arm and drags him towards the bookcase. He moves it aside for her and moves it back in place which was a little more difficult from behind the bookcase before closing the door.

As they made her way down the black corridor of the emergency exit tunnel, Rose wished she had grabbed the flashlight and put it back in its rightful spot. She held on to Dean's arm as they made it rather quickly to the gate.

Dean's survival training took over rather quickly and he searched the night skies for enemies. He hated the fact that Rose was probably his only hope of getting out of here but she was also his greatest weakness. He didn't want anything bad to happen to her because of him but she was stubborn and refusing to listen. Arguing with her on going back would only draw attention to them both and put them both in danger. Rose was confident that her dad wouldn't hurt her for helping him. There were ways to punish without actually killing her and Dean didn't put it past her father to punish her for her disobedience. He would look weak in front of his men if he didn't punish her and that scared Dean but he didn't want to frighten her.

"We have to go to Mara's house, she is my best friend and the only one I can trust."

"Are you sure you can trust her Rose?" Dean looked straight at Rose. His grayish blue eyes were penetrating.

Rose understood that he was actually asking if she trusted him because his life depended on it. Rose nodded. "She can help us. I promise you, she won't betray us." Rose put her hand over Dean's hand.

"How far away does she live?"

"About 2 miles,"

Dean shook his head. "We will never make it without being seen."

"I know a shortcut. I use to sneak to her house all the time using the woods as a cover. It won't take long."

Dean looked at Rose one more time, almost as if pleading her to turn back. "Rose, you have to go back!"

Rose shook her head. "I can't leave you!"

If Dean was wondering why she was risking so much on a complete stranger, somebody she barely knew, her only answer would be that she had to follow her heart. It was something she had done all her life. The very reason at 23 years she was still single with no kids. No man had ever affected her as strongly as he had. Marrying a rich man in a loveless marriage and bearing his children had never appealed to Rose. She read fairytales and wanted desperately to believe in true love, that's what kept her heart beating all those lonely nights.

Prince Charming riding in to deliver love's sweet kiss to awaken the poisoned princess and bring her out of her darkened slumber. Of course, fate had a wicked sense of humor in making Rose, Dean's protector but Rose had never succumbed to what society's obscured view of women. Why couldn't she be the knight, why can't a woman for once be the hero?

But it just wasn't about protecting him, it was about how he made her feel with just a glance, how her whole body tingled when she cuddled up next to him, how she enjoyed hearing his voice even when he annoyed her, and how her heart rate quickened even now with those pleading blue eyes imploring her to not risk her safety for him. No man had ever awakened her heart and made her feel so alive before and she knew he couldn't promise her anything and for some strange reason, that was ok. What little was offered was more then she had experienced in her entire life and the thought of him hurt or dying felt as if a part of her would die to. She had to make sure he was safe, that what was important to her.

Dean sighed, he knew there was no changing her mind. She was a stubborn, little spitfire. "So I guess I will follow you." Dean knew he had no choice, Rose was the one with the plan.

Rose nodded and smiled at Dean and he shook his admiring her courage. She was incredibly brave. "Rosebud!"

"Yes!"

"You are probably the most-stubborn, pig headed, and most impossible woman I have ever met."

Rose glared at him.

"And that is why I'm going to fall head over heels in love with you." Dean's raspy voice was husky with this acknowledgement.

Rose looked into Dean's stormy eyes taken aback by this revelation. She felt her heart flutter and her stomach do flip flops if that was even possible. But she couldn't think about this right now, they needed to move. Rose smiled sweetly. "Until you get tired of me."

"If that is even possible."

Rose blushed but she had to drag her eyes away from his, she felt as if she would disappear into those beautiful blue pools if she didn't break away. The coast was clear and she grabbed Dean's hand as they made their exit from the tunnel. Rose and Dean were careful to stay close to the trees. The pouring rain was extremely uncomfortable but they knew it provided extra cover. Rose almost shrieked in fear when she saw lightening lit up the night sky. Dean could tell she was scared so he put his arm around her waist, keeping her close to him. Rose hated not keeping to the path and being so close to the trees in a storm but they had no choice. If they stayed on the path, they would be too exposed.

The rain did give them much excentitive to hurry along. Rose's rain coat was no match for the pouring rain and she was soaked from head to toe. Dean was just as soaked and the rain looked as if he wasn't going to let up anytime soon. They made it about a half mile through the woods when they heard a bunch of men coming their way. They couldn't see them but they could hear their mumblings and grunts of unhappiness at having a search party out in a thunderstorm. Rose knew they would be upon them soon. She quickly looked around and saw a ditch close by. Rose grabbed Dean's hand and lead him over to the ditch except it was a ditch, it was a cliff.

"What are we going to do?" Rose whispered looking at just how far of a drop to the ground below.

Dean could see a ledge that was much closer than the ground bottom, he estimated the drop to be about 4 feet which wasn't nothing for him.

"I'm going to jump down first to make sure that ledge is sturdy and then I can help you down."

"Wait! Dean isn't that too dangerous? What if they ledge gives way?"

Dean looked back and could hear the men getting closer every minute. Dean just smirked. "We'll just have to see then."

Dean barely gave Rose time to react before she saw him jump down to the ledge below. Rose covered her mouth in horror scared to death that she would see Dean plummet to his death. It took a moment for Rose to register that Dean was OK. He was checking out the ledge before he held his hands up for Rose to come down.

Rose was so happy she decided to wear boots. She bent down and turned so that she could grab hold of some roots and she started to climb down. Dean was able to lift himself up and grab a hold of Rose to help her climb down. "You are doing great Rosebud!" Dean whispered in her ear and she blushed. The feeling of his hot breath against her ear made her shiver.

"Don't you ever scare me like that again Mr. Ambrose."

Dean just smirked. "It's kind of hard Rosebud when I am use to doing crazy stunts."

Rose just glared at him but she didn't have time to counteract, the men were very close by. Chances were that none of the men would look over the side and see them but just in case Rose told Dean to squat. She hated that he was so much taller than her 5'4-inch height. He towered a good foot over her. Dean wasn't sure what she planned on doing but he trusted her so he got as close to the cliff wall as he could and he squatted down. Rose stood in front of Dean and used her black rain coat as a shield over him.

"What are you doing Rosebud?"

"They are looking for you, not me so stay quiet and don't move."

Just in case one of her father's men decided to look over the cliff, Dean's light skin glowed in the moonlight and she didn't want him spotted. She figured that if anyone did decide to look down, she could shield him and they would look like just a black spot possibly a boulder or bush. It was dark enough for them to not really be recognized. Rose could hear the men getting closer so she put her head down and just stayed perfectly still. As if she was becoming one with the night. She held her breath simply out of fear that they would be able to hear her breath. She could feel Dean's hands wrap around her waist and she hoped he would stay put. Any sudden movement would be noticed if someone was to look down there.

The men were definitely within close proximity. They were so close that she could hear them complaining about the rain and where the hell the American could be. Apparently they had been out hunting for Dean when the storm hit them unexpectedly. Their movements were slow from exhaustion. Even though they complained about being cold and wet, they made no move to speed it up.

Rose stood there silently still for what seemed like forever until she heard them all pass and their footsteps were further down the path. Only then did she feel safe enough to peer up above and see that they had indeed were gone with no inkling that the very person they were looking for was right below them.

The rain pelted her mercilessly but Rose could only think of Dean who was still squatting in front of her. She could feel his strong grip around her small waist and she met his penetrating blue eyes and melted when she saw that he was smiling at her with those adorable dimples. Rose swore that butterflies were literally fluttering in her stomach and her heart skipped a beat. Rose cupped Dean's face gently in her hands, her thumbs caressing his jawline softly. The fear of the men discovering Dean was beginning to take its toll on Rose and she felt exhausted.

"You were so amazing!" Dean's voice was husky that made her insides tingle. Rose didn't feel so amazing at this moment, she felt as if 10 years had been scared off her of life but looking deep into his seductive blue eyes, she could see that he was staring at her in awe.

Dean pulled Rose down into his arms. Her knees easily buckled and her arms went around his shoulders for support. Rose couldn't tear her eyes away from Dean's eyes. She felt her heartbeat increasing as she delved deeper into his penetrating pale blues and as he came closer her eyes closed slowly as he kissed her softly. Rose had never been kissed by a man. She had only read about it in books and so she never really thought about how it would feel. She knew that books had a way of exaggerating experiences so she never really thought much on how her first kiss would be.

But here, in the early morning hours, trying to hide her father's enemy on a ledge, she felt her first kiss. Her whole body shivered as Dean's soft lips kissed her gently and she felt her body melt into his warm embrace. She had never thought a man's kiss could be so sweet, his lips so soft, and his hold so gentle. She had sworn he had walked out of a real life romance novel.

His smooth lips softly caressed hers and she followed his lead. She couldn't contain her surprised moan when he licked her trembling lips and delved his tongue into her soft mouth exploring her fleshy contours. She was a little shy but she met his tongue in a soft caress and she shivered from the burning tingles that exploded inside her body. When he pulled away and looked at her flushed features he placed another soft kiss on her trembling lips.

Rose's brain was trying to work through all of the fog and haziness to process what had just happened. Dean had given her, her first kiss and she couldn't believe how soft his lips felt against hers. She unknowingly placed her fingertips against her lips feeling a little self-conscious.

"You're shaking." Dean brought her out of her haze.

She hated to admit it but there was no denying it. "I'm scared!"

"Of me?" Dean frowned slightly. "If I overstepped my boundaries, I will stop, I'm just finding it more and more difficult to ignore how incredible you are but I promise I won't ever hurt you. I don't ever want to hurt you."

Rose stroked his cheeks, she could feel the stubble. "I'm scared at how you make me feel." Rose said gently. "But I'm not scared of you."

Rain drops fell from the strands of their hair onto their faces, slowly sliding down their skin. Dean leaned in one more time and placed a chaste kiss on Rose's forehead and she didn't know why, but felt disappointed that he hadn't kissed her again on her lips. She blushed as she remembered how good his soft lips felt and she wanted more. "We have to get going, we still have a long way to go." Rose mumbled as she realized they couldn't continue to stay here. It was cold and wet and her body ached.

"It's a good thing I have you, I would probably sit here and catch my death just to be this close to you longer."

Rose didn't want to admit that she enjoyed being in his arms but they were too exposed out in the open. They needed to get to safety and that was still over an hour by foot and hopefully they didn't run into anymore patrols.

"So we have to climb back up there?" Rose didn't look to happy about that.

"No, I'm going to climb up, I may just need you to climb a little but I can pull you up the rest of the way."

"What?" Rose's mouth dropped. "I'm too heavy."

"You're kidding right?" Dean looked Rose over, he could bench press twice her weight besides she was just a little thing. She was so much shorter and more petite than most women he knew.

"NO!"

Dean just smirked. "I'm trusting you Rosebud so trust me as well."

Rose's glared at Dean but she nodded. Rose realized Dean was a real smart ass but as much as he could be annoying, it made him more interesting.

Rose stood back as Dean began climbing back up. She could tell he had done this many times. Once Dean got to the top, he laid down on his stomach and reached down his hand. Rose lifted herself up by holding onto a root scared to death it would break on her but Dean quickly grabbed her hand. She reached up and Dean grabbed her other hand and lifted her up. She could tell he was straining but he pulled her safely to the top and they sat there catching their breath.

"Well Mr. Ambrose, you need to work on your lifting because you seemed to be struggling there." Rose don't know what possessed her to play his game but she couldn't resist.

"I'm just a little rusty from being beat up."

Rose felt a little guilty since he indeed had been beat on just a few days ago. His ribs were probably still sore but still he deserved it. "Excuses, Excuses!"

Dean smiled at Rose and smiled brightly. He had an amazing smile Rose thought as she looked at him with a little smirk.

"Come on! We have to get going!" Dean said as he lifted up and lifted Rose up also. "By the way, you climb like a girl!"

"I am a girl Mr. Ambrose!"

"Thank God because I don't like kissing dudes!" Dean chuckled as Rose elbowed him playfully.

I hope everyone is enjoying my little story. I'm kind of delving into my more romantic side and my love of romance novels. Next chapter things will be a lot more passionate so stay tuned. Thank you to everyone reading, reviewing, following, and favoriting! Feel free to drop me a message or a review, I always appreciate to know what my readers think.