Ch 3

You pulled up to the hotel Dean said he would be at. You took a quick check of yourself in your rearview mirror and decided to apply just a touch of eye liner before getting out of your car and getting to room 103.

You were just about to knock on the door when it swung open and you had to bring your arm down from hitting Dean in the head.

He looked at you surprised to see you, but then looked you up and down looking pleased.

"I was just headed out to grab some drinks to bring back. Care to join me?"

"Suuure..."

You both walked down the street. You kept your hands in your pockets not expecting hand holding. You had only just met and only had a sexual relationship with no apparent strings attached. No need to get sentimental or mushy. He takes a sharp right down an alley and you stop just outside of it. He takes a few strides before he notices you aren't beside him anymore.

"Something wrong?"

"Isn't there another way?"

"This is a short cut...don't tell me you're a hunter afraid of the dark." He sets a playful smirk across his lips.

"No...I just prefer to not go LOOKING for trouble unless it makes a mess first." You scan your eyes up and down the alley and decide it shoudln't be too much trouble.

You both get about half way down when you're knocked against the wall. When you take a second to catch the wind that was knocked out of you, Dean is thrown across into another wall and appears to have been knocked unconscious.

"Great," you mumble as you pull out your blade to see your attacker turn around with pitch black eyes.

"Ooo. A pretty hunter this time...what are you doing with him?"

"What do you mean what am I doing with him and what business is it of yours?"

"Can't I just be curious?"

"Well I'm guessing you must be part cat in there somewhere."

"What?"

You do a roundhouse kick into his side for him to be matched up against the wall as you drive your blade into his chest and he glows from the inside out.

"Don't you know curiosity killed the cat?"

You get yourself back together to notice Dean not passed out but standing behind you looking at you and your blade with extreme curiosity.

"That's a pretty neat blade you got there...where'd you get it?"

"None of your business."

"And what if I made it my business?"

"I'm not so sure you could handle it."

"And what makes you say that?"

"I can see you have your own secrets Dean. So unless you're going to be spilling yours any time soon, don't go around expecting others to do the same."

You shove your blade back in your jacket and start to walk off. You don't hear him move for a few seconds before he picks up his pace to catch up to you.

He grabs your arm, "Wait up...Are you always so hostile?"

"If it's too much for you to handle, we can just go our separate ways right now."

He just looks at you surprised that a woman would have no problem just walking away from him. This was something new. He thought an even bigger 'bad boy' would attract more women...and it has, but no one like you.

"You knew that demon was down there and I don't appreciate being led into traps, especially if it's just out of your own curiosity about something."

Dean slams you up against the alley wall. "Then why not just explain how the hell you have a demon blade like that?"
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You try to focus and use your inner abilities to use extra force to push Dean off of you and take a swing at his face. He steps back just out of reach before stepping back towards swinging right back at you. You block his swing by grabbing his arm and you get twisted into him face to face. You notice eyes are much darker than you've seen them before. You focus once more and use your strength to bring your knee up and hit him in the gut. He keels over and lets you go, but not before seeing your eyes turn extremely dark.

You take off running to get away from him. You make it back around the corner from where you had come and don't stop. You keep running hoping you can make it to your car before he catches up to you.
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"Quite a woman you've found Dean."

Dean looks up to see Crowley blocking his path from getting to you. He starts to walk right past him only to have Crowley lay a hand firmly against his chest.

"Do you think this is wise? Look at you. I see your true self trying to break through. You can't kill another human and bring more attention to us again."

"One," He uses his demonic force to throw Crowley off of him, "It's NOT my 'true self' and two...I won't bring more attention to us 'til I want it."

Dean then rushes off to catch up to you.
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Your car was in sight when you suddenly run into a group of guys. One of them catches you by your arms before you tumble to the ground. You're just about to thank him when he suddenly starts to shake you.

"Watch where you're going why don't ya."

"Hey!" You hear that oh too familiar husky deep voice. "Let her go! Back off ass hole!"

The guy pushes you to the side and you catch yourself with your hands scraping them on the ground. You get back up to see Dean right in the midst of all four burly guys. Some got a couple good shots in, but Dean was amazingly handling things on his own. You were in awe of how fluidly and quickly he moved. It wasn't until you saw his pitch black eyes you realized just how he was doing that. He had all of them out cold, but the one that grabbed you. He had him pinned to the ground.

"You EVER touch her or any other woman like that EVER again, I swear you'll regret it." In a blink of an eye Dean starts just laying hit after hit into the guy's face.

You snap out of it and rush over to get Dean off him before he kills the guy.

"Dean!" You try to break his attention, but he's too lost in the blood now. "Dean damn it! Snap out of it!" You're almost too afraid to touch him and have him release his inner rage on you. You try to think back to what you had learned over the years and a latin phrase come to mind.

You go up to him and grab his arm before he makes another blow, "Espiritu tranquilias." You see his head turn to look at you. "Espiritu tranquilias...Dean...I need you to look at me and to listen to my voice. I know this isn't the real you. I need you to focus." His head twitches as he's having an internal battle between his inner now selfS. "You can do it Dean." You let go of his arm and cup his face in your hand. "Just breathe and think. Think of whatever gives you peace. Whatever makes you happy. Focus on that and just breathe." His eyes flash back to their true green and you let out a sigh of relief.

"How did you do that?"

"I'll have to explain later. Right now there's probably a few cops on their way. Let's get to my car and get out of here and I'll do my best to explain."

His eyes are brimmed with tears, but he find the strength to get up, rush to your car with you, and you speed off.

Unknown to the two of you, you had an unseen audience. A certain king of hell is now VERY particularly interested in you.
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