Chapter 12: Awaken

Sam hadn't come back yet, which was definitely ok by Dean and me. After our, well, shall I say occurrence in the bathroom, we came back into the main room and were now laying down on one of the beds just talking and holding each other. It was nice, and relaxing. But it just made my attempt of not falling in love with him harder and harder.

I had decided that Dean was like a drug. And if I didn't watch out I was going to be addicted before I knew it. He had this way of entrancing me and challenging me. I never felt that with any other guy before. And this had only been going on for about two weeks. But still, he was different in a weird kind of way. At first I thought he was the same as every other player and over-confident guy that I had ever known. And he was like that, but there was something just a little bit more mature about him then I thought there was.

"You okay?" He asked me, snapping me out of my thoughts.

"Yeah, I'm fine." I said quietly as I propped myself up on my elbow so I could look down at him. He grabbed a strand of my hair and started to play with it. I smiled and leaned in closer to him.

"You're beautiful when you smile." He told me. I laughed some.

"So does that mean I'm not beautiful when I don't smile?" I joked.

"No, its just you don't smile that often, and you should." He said. This made my smile larger. I changed my gaze to stare directly into his eyes.

"I never had much reason to smile until now." I replied. This time he smiled and lifted himself up slightly so that he could kiss me, which he did.

The fireworks exploded. Even though the kiss was just a small one, everything inside of me wanted to burst with this strange sensation of happiness that I have never felt before.

It scared me. So I pulled away.

"Is something wrong?" He asked after my jolt.

"Umm, no I just…" I tried to think of a reason for pulling away from him, but I couldn't. There was no way I could tell him what I was feeling. Not with out expecting him to leave on the spot. And I didn't want him to leave.

Because I knew for a fact that I loved him.

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(Dean's POV)

Charly was an amazing, talented, beautiful, smart but strange and confusing girl, plus so much more. But mostly strange… she never made sense and was always making me want to test her limits and she pushed me farther then anyone else. She wasn't just some mindless pretty-girl who only cared about shallow things like most girls I met. She was real, and all of the plain reality about her made me fall harder and harder for her. It made me fall so hard that I was scared of crashing because I didn't think she felt the same way.

She always pulled away at the littlest things. Like kissing, if she knew it wasn't going to go anywhere, she would jolt away. Or if I was holding her she would zone out and think for a minute then pull back. I didn't understand it and I wanted to.

Because if I was going to admit to falling in love with her, then I was going to need to know if she felt the same way. And I honestly couldn't tell.

She pulled away from my kiss so fast that I didn't know what hit me.

"Is something wrong?" I asked, trying to get the truth out of her.

"Umm, no I just…" She started. She was biting her bottom lip though… that normally meant she was thinking of some excuse or lie.

"Char?" I said. She closed her eyes and sighed.

"Dean I… if I…" She couldn't get anything out. And that's when I knew.

She either felt the way I did, or she felt the exact opposite. Otherwise, why would she be acting like this? See... I was smart. No matter what Sammy or Charly said.

She sat up and started to get off the bed, but I grabbed her arm and pulled her back. Then I sat up and looked her in the eye.

"Charly, what is it?" I asked. There was so much confusion written on her face, but for one second it went away and she just looked at me. For the first time since I met her she looked vulnerable and weak. Even when she was in the hospital she hadn't looked this defenseless.

"Dean… I love you…" She said quietly but surely.

Even though I felt the same way, I was completely taken back.

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(Charly's POV)

Shit. I hadn't meant to tell him. But his eyes and his face, and his touch… I mean for that one split second all my intuition left me and I was left with pure vulnerability and weakness. So I broke. I told him I loved him. And now he was staring at me like I was some kind of breakable object that he was afraid to shatter. That was not a good metaphor for the moment.

I was in shock that I said it, and he was in shock because I said it. So we were both staring at each other in shock.

"That certainly wasn't what I was expecting…" He said in monotone. I cringed and cursed at myself again before starting to stand up.

"I shouldn't have… oh god I'm so stupid! First I don't even want to know you, then I slept with you and then I hated you, then I liked you and we did the un-exclusive thing and now I love you? I make no freaking sense… they just need to lock me up somewhere and the world would be a much easier place…." I was rambling pretty intensely. But he stopped my by pressing his lips against mine with so much force and passion that I couldn't pull away until we both had to.

"If I said that I loved you to would you think I was crazy?" He whispered. I laughed.

"Well you would have to be pretty crazy to love me." I joked. I was so relieved.

"Call me crazy then." He said smiling.

"You're crazy..." I replied. He just laughed and pulled me down so that somehow I ended up lying on top of him.

"Only because you drive me crazy." He said through laughter.

"I am pretty good at that huh?" I said laughing myself.

"The best, you do a better job of it then Sam." He told me. Now I couldn't tell if he was joking.

"Well, I guess I should be honored then. Because driving you insane is a twenty-four hour job." I replied. Dean smiled and kissed me.

"You get a lot of pleasure out of it to, don't you?" He said after we pulled away. I giggled.

"Sure do… but I like doing this better…" I said before I leaned down and kissed him again.

"Hmm… I like that better to… do it again." He replied. I just laughed more and pressed my lips to his.

A few seconds later we pulled apart, both of us smiling. Dean reached up and put a strand of hair behind my ear. I giggled a little more while I wondered how long it had been since I 'giggled' this much. I felt like a little girl again, but I liked it, he must have to because his smile got wider.

"If I never let you go would you get mad?" He asked. I shook my head.

"Nope. In fact, I would be one hundred percent okay with that." I told him, still smiling.

"Well good… because I don't plan on it." He said as his arms tightened themselves around my waist. His injury must not have been bothering him to bad because I was lying directly on top of him.

"Am I hurting you?" I asked. He smirked.

"You weigh like ten pounds… and no, I'm fine. I don't want you to move." His hands traced the sides of my waist where my tank top ended.

"Ok… then I won't move…" I whispered. We kissed again quickly… because Sam decided to come back. With Sara.

"I really need to start calling…" Sam said. I know I turned bright red and got off Dean quickly.

"Yeah you do…" Dean mumbled.

"Hi Sara…" I said quietly. She just laughed.

"Hey Charly…" She replied.

"So what is it?" Dean asked, obviously annoyed.

"Umm, actually Dean… can I talked to you outside?" Sam asked. Dean nodded, pulled a shirt on, kissed me on top of the head and then walked out of the door with Sam.

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(Dean's POV)

They just barge in and then Sam needs to talk to me. This really didn't make me very happy. But I would live. So I went outside with my brother to help him with whatever he wanted to talk to me about.

"What is it Sammy?" I asked.

"I want to stay in New York." He told me. Ok… he could not be serious.

"What?" I asked, trying to keep my anger and surprise at bay.

"Look, you and Charly are just as equip to handle this as you and me. And yeah I did want to find Jessica's killer… but lately I've realized that getting revenge on that thing isn't going to bring her back, it won't bring mom back either…" He started. Ok I wanted to kill him.

"Yeah but it will save a hell of a lot of lives. Sam do you know how mad dad is going to get?" I asked, but truthfully, I was the angry one.

"I don't want to leave Sara." He said honestly. "She is the first person since Jess who has made me feel completely happy. I miss that Dean… and if we leave and we find this demon then there is a good chance I will never see her again."

A month ago I wouldn't have understood. But because of Charly I did. But I wasn't just going to let him stay here. I wouldn't ever tell him this… but I needed him here. So I came up with a plan.

"What if Sara came with us?" I asked quietly. He looked at me like I was crazy.

"What! No! She could get killed! I mean the two times she has come on a job with us she was fine, but those were minor compared to a lot of things. I don't want to put her in that danger!" He exclaimed.

"No, not right away. Look, Charly and I will go out by ourselves for a month. In that month, you can stay here and train Sara. And if we don't find the demon within that month, then we come back and get you two. But if we do find that demon, then even though we won't be hunting as much, she will be able to protect herself if something paranormal did happen." I told him. He sighed and thought about it.

"One month?" He asked. I nodded sadly. "Ok… I'll talk to her about it."

And we went back inside.

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(Charly's POV)

"Dean is so not going to be happy about this…" I told Sara when she told me what Dean and Sam were talking about.

"Yeah… but he wants to stay, and I'm not trying to be selfish, but I want him to stay to." She said a little shyly. I smiled at her.

"Aww… does Sara have a crush on Sammy?" I teased, just like back in the old days. She sneered and hit me with a pillow.

"Yes she does!" She said laughing. But I wasn't about to let her hit me and not get revenge. So I grabbed another pillow and hit her with it.

Somehow this became an intense pillow fight. How immature I know… but still, it made us laugh. We didn't happen to notice the boys walk back in until Sara stood still for a minute and I knocked her over. Then she somehow pulled me down and we were both rolling on the floor laughing.

"So are we going to have to pay for all of these busted pillows or should we leave now?" I heard Sam say. We both looked up and saw their very amused faces and started laughing harder. I stood up and walked over to Dean. He just smiled and wrapped his arms around my waist.

"You have fun under any circumstance don't you?" He teased. I nodded and smiled.

"Sure do." I replied before tip toeing up to kiss him lightly.