Chapter 15
The next day came quickly, and Summer lied on her bed resting when she heard someone knock on her door. She stood up, walked over to it and opened the door to find Dean standing there.
"I want you to come with me," he said grabbing her hand and pulled the door closed once she was outside, and then locked it with the key he got from the front desk.
"What's going on?" she asked clearly confused as he brought her to the Impala.
"We're going to fight,"
"What?" she looked at him with more confusion. "What do you mean by that?"
"I'm bringing you to a warehouse I saw last night when we were driving back. I am going to teach you how to fight. If you want to be part of this, you'll need to know how to fight," he explained opening the passenger side door. "Now get it in."
"Hey, what are you two doing?" Sam asked joining them.
"Apparently he wants to teach me how to fight," Summer answered.
"Why?"
Dean sighed and looked at his brother. "With what we do, and who we end up fighting, she'll need to be ready for that. So, I figured why not teach her a few things."
Sam gave a slight nod. "Good idea."
"What are you doing?" Dean asked him when he saw him open the door to get inside.
"No way am I going to miss this," Sam said getting in the back seat.
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"Ok," Dean looked at Summer. "Are you ready?"
"Yeah," she replied as she pulled her hair up into a ponytail. "I'm ready."
Sam kept his eyes on them as he sat on a crate by the wall, and waited for them to start.
"I want you to be ready for anything and everything," Dean said pulling off his jacket and tossed it aside. "Never let your guard down. Stay alert at all times. If you aren't alert, and keep your guard up, who ever you are fighting will have the upper hand, so you need to make sure you have the upper hand. If you don't, they'll have a better chance to probably kill you."
Summer nodded. "Ok."
"I'll start off easy… but once you get a hang of it, I'll start to be a little rougher," Dean told her.
"Don't be afraid to be tough. I can handle it."
Dean laughed. "If you really think you can handle it, then ok."
"Come on, and start already!"
Summer laughed and looked at Sam for a second before she looked back at Dean. "You heard him, let's start."
Dean grinned and then charged at her, about to swing an arm at her. She moved out of the way quickly making him go past her. Turning around he gave a small nod showing her he liked what she did. He then swung his right arm at her again only to have her grab it, blocking his arm from connecting with her face. Her left hand held on to the upper part of his arm, near the elbow while her right hand held onto his wrist. She then quickly moved his arm down fast, causing him to flip, his back hitting the ground with a loud thud. He stood up quickly facing her, shock plastered on his face.
"I know a couple things," she told him before he had the chance to say anything.
Nodding, he walked toward her again and swung his arm at her again, this time connecting it with her face before she had the time to block it.
"I'm fine," she said when she saw him open his mouth to speak. "Like I said, I can handle it."
Sam watched amazed and amused with the two throwing punches at each other, kicking each other in the stomach, and knocking each other to the floor with low leg swings. He watched as Dean grabbed her arm again, twisting it around, that it made her back face him as he held her arm up, holding her in place. She moved in the opposite direction, having the side that was free go into him slightly as she brought her free arm up, connecting her arm with his face, making him lose his balance as he stepped away from her when that happened.
"Damn," Sam said to himself watching the scene in front of him.
After a short while, Dean grabbed her arm with one hand while the other grabbed her neck, and he tossed her to the ground as his body pressed against hers slightly, pinning her there. He grinned. "Maybe you don't need me to teach you after all."
Summer grinned back as she brought her leg up, moving it in a way that caused him to fall to the side as she got on top, she locked eyes with him, the grin never leaving her face. "Who ever said I needed to learn how to fight?"
He laughed. "Get off of me."
She shook her head and stood up, grabbing his hand and helped him up off the ground afterwards.
"Where did you learn all that?" Sam asked walking over to them.
"A friend of mine was a teacher… he taught kids how to fight… for protection, not for any other reason. One day I asked him if he could teach me a few things, and he agreed," she explained.
"He taught you well," Dean said still slightly shocked how well she fought. "You know more than I expected… hell, you kicked my ass."
Summer laughed a little. "You kicked mine, too."
"You really meant you could handle it," Sam said. "I thought you just meant that you were able to handle some of it… not all of it."
"I'm a tough girl," she looked at him.
"You definitely are," Dean nodded. "I think you're the toughest girl we've came across."
"That's true," Sam agreed.
"You sure you're alright, though? I did hit you kind of hard…" Dean asked her as he checked for any cuts he may have made on her face.
"I'm fine, Dean, don't worry."
"Well, I do worry. I don't want to hurt you."
"You didn't hurt me. I don't have any cuts, and I'm not in any kind of pain, so there you go, I'm fine."
"Alright," he said when he was sure she was in fact ok.
"So, should we get back to the motel?" Sam asked.
"Yeah, let's get back and figure what to do tonight," Dean said picking his jacket off the ground.
They walked back to the entrance of the building and headed for the car.
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"Hey, Sum, you ready?" Sam asked knocking on her door later that night.
"Yeah, just give me a second," she replied.
Sam stepped away from the door and met up with Dean by the car. "She'll be right out."
Dean nodded while he leaned up against the side of the car and crossed his arms over his chest. "You know, I've been thinking…"
"I'm shocked!" Sam said playfully looking shocked while putting his hand over his mouth.
"Very funny," Dean rolled his eyes. "Seriously, though… those dreams Summer had, what if they're like your dreams? You know when you first got the shining. It's possible she could start having like, those visions while awake."
"Yeah, it is possible," Sam agreed.
"So, I think you should talk to her about that. You know, warn her. If she does start to have them while awake… she should be warned how painful it will be."
Sam nodded in agreement. "I'll talk to her later on. Maybe also ask her when her dreams started."
"Good idea."
"I'm ready."
Both men looked over at Summer who is now standing in front of the car, and she had on a white tank top on with black pants, her hair up in a bun, and her make-up made her hazel eyes stand out a little more than usual.
"You look good," Dean said to her.
"Thanks," she smiled and walked over to the side of the car and opened the back seat door. "Let's get going."
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".. I See The
Angels
I'll Lead Them To Your Door
There Is No Escape Now
No
Mercy No More
No Remorse Cause I Still Remember
The Smile
When You Tore Me Apart You Took My Heart
Deceived Me
Right From The Start
You Showed Me Dreams
I Wished They'd
Turn In To Real
You Broke A Promise
And Made Me Realize
It
Was All Just A Lie
Sparkling Angel
Couldn't See
Your Dark Intensions
Your Feelings For Me…"
Three hours and several drinks later, the three sat at their table, and chatted and continued to drink the beers that sat in front of them. The music blasted through the speakers, making it almost impossible to hear each other's voices as they spoke to one another.
Sam sat there slowly drinking his drink, trying to make sure he didn't get drunk, or near to being drunk when he knew he would most likely be the one to drive that night. He looked at Summer before glancing at Dean and saw that they both were past being sober. "Figures," he said to himself.
"Dance with me…" Summer looked at Dean as she stood up, or tried to without stumbling over her own feet.
"Sweet heart, I don't dance," Dean said bringing his drink to his lip and took another gulp from it.
"Everybody dances," she said reaching over, grabbing his arm and started to pull him off his chair, almost making him drop his drink at the same time.
Dean set the cup down on the table before he glanced at Sam, almost pleading him to help him.
Sam sat there, an amused look on his face, his lips turned up in a smirk as he shook his head.
Dean gave him a look before being pulled away from the table and was brought to the dance floor.
"…This World May
Have Failed You
It Doesn't Give The Reason Why
You Could Have
Chosen
A Different Path Of Life
The Smile When
You Tore Me Apart
You Took My Heart
Deceived Me Right From
The Start
You Showed Me Dreams
I Wished They'd Turn In To
Real
You Broke A Promise
And Made Me Realize
It Was All
Just A Lie
Could Have Been Forever
Now We Have Reached
The End…"
The two stood in the middle of the dance floor and they started to dance to the music. Before long, the music changed and another song blasted through the speakers.
"…I could stay
awake just to hear you breathing
Watch you smile while you are
sleeping
While you're far away and dreaming
I could spend my
life in this sweet surrender
I could stay lost in this moment
forever
Every moment spent with you is a moment I treasure
I don't wanna close
my eyes
I don't wanna fall asleep
Cause I'd miss you, baby
And
I don't wanna miss a thing
Cause even when I dream of you
The
sweetest dream will never do
I'd still miss you, baby
And I
don't wanna miss a thing…"
Dean placed his hands on her waist as they moved to the music.
"…I don't wanna
miss one smile
I don't wanna miss one kiss
Well, I just wanna
be with you
Right here with you, just like this
I just wanna
hold you close
Feel your heart so close to mine
And stay here
in this moment
For all the rest of time…"
As the song continued, the two started to get closer. Dean wrapped his arms around her waist a little more, pulling her toward him, making the gap between them disappear as their bodies pressed up against each other. She wrapped her arms around his neck and rested her head on his shoulder a little, while she closed her eyes.
Sam returned to the table after leaving, and he pulled out his wallet to set some money down on the table. He pulled out the cash and was about to set it down when he glanced over at the two dancing and nearly dropped both the money and his wallet when he saw them kissing.