Chapter 8: Random Nights

(Bella's POV)

I had slept all day. And I wasn't tired anymore. I had about as much energy as a three year old who had just been given three cups of coffee, and I didn't know what to do with it.

"Dean? Are you asleep?" I asked. He rolled over.

"I was trying…" He said.

"Oh… sorry!" I replied.

"Are you okay?" He asked.

"Yeah… I just… well… can't sleep anymore." I said. I could hear him laugh a little, and I couldn't tell if it was an amused laugh or an annoying laugh.

"Well what do you want to talk about then Bella?" He said. That made me happy.

"Um, well… how was the whole vampire hunting thing?" I asked.

"It went pretty quick… there weren't very many, and they were all together." He said. He explained a little more about the details… but I wasn't in the mood to think about heads being chopped off. So I dazed off a little bit.

"Oh, well I'm glad you all are ok." I ended up saying.

"We always are…" He replied. Which was true. Then he spoke up, about something I didn't expect him to say.

"Bella… do you ever think about… well what happened back at your school? The first time we met… with the succubus, and your friend?" I was in shock for a second and I felt the tears in my eyes.

Of course I thought about it. Almost every single day I thought about it. I sighed, and closed my eyes.

"Yeah… I think about it a lot. I mean… I can still see Lindsay laying there, covered in her own blood… and as awful as that was… it isn't the part that bothers me the most…" I had to pause before I choked on my tears.

"The worst part was not knowing when you and Sam were going to come in. And knowing that I would want to die if it went any further… and actually… wanting to die in that moment… because… I mean… I was scared." My voice didn't break, and I kept from crying, at least for a second.

"God how selfish is that? My best friend died and I was worried about what was going to happen to me." I let one tear roll down my face. But that was all. Because I didn't think he would see.

But he did. And in one second, he was by my side, and his hand was on mine. I turned my head to look at him, his face was in some calm form that I hadn't ever seen before. And it scared me, but at the same time made me calm as well.

I don't remember how it happened. But the next second, his lips were on mine. And nothing had ever felt so right in my entire life.

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(Dean's POV)

I don't know what made me do it. Normally when people start to show emotion, I back off into a corner and try to stay as far away as possible. Maybe it was because I brought it up, or maybe it was just because she was Bella, and everything about her fascinated me and scared me to death at the same time.

But when she got upset, I had to go over to her… it was like there was no other option, and when she looked at me… I just did what felt right. And it was right. In fact, it was the most right thing I think I had ever felt.

"Dean?" I heard her question when we broke apart. Her eyes were full of questions, but she wasn't worried or upset anymore.

I put my hand on her face and just looked at her for a second. I couldn't think of anything to say. So I just kissed her again.

After a couple seconds she pushed me back a little.

"Hold on, what is all of this? I mean, I could have sworn that you wanted nothing to do with me… well some of the time… but then the rest of the time I think you do care… but then, well I go back to thinking you don't and… I mean… what's going on?" She rambled. That made me laugh.

"I don't really know…" It was all I could say.

"Well one of us better know… because I don't… I mean, yeah, I liked it… a lot… but, I mean, why? And how? And… what is going on here?" She kept rambling, and it just made me smile more.

"Bella…" I said.

"Yeah?" She replied. And I kissed her again, just a little.

"Do you really need an explanation?" I said afterwards.

"I guess not…" She whispered.

Surprisingly nothing went further then that. We stayed up for a while, and talked, and kiss randomly, and then later on we just fell asleep, and when I woke up, she was in my arms. And it was perfect.

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(Bella's POV)

I woke up the next morning with Dean holding me. And I loved it. There had been no nightmares, or voices, or weird feelings in the hours that we had been laying there together.

But he was leaving today. And things were so unsure. In one night I went from thinking he strongly disliked me, to wondering what exactly was going on with us. I didn't want him to leave. But I didn't know how I was going to get him to stay. He couldn't… it wasn't possible.

"Dean… when are you leaving?" I asked calmly. He sighed.

"Soon probably." He didn't sound too happy about it either. I pulled out of his arms and got out of bed.

"Then maybe you should start getting your stuff together…" I said quietly. I heard him get up to, and walk towards me, the next minute his arms were around me.

"Don't move…" He said. And then he walked out of the room. I was confused, what was he up to?

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(Sam's POV)

I had been up for a little while and I started getting all our stuff together so that Dean and I could leave. A little while later, he burst out of Bella's room, looking like he wanted something.

"Bella needs to come with us." He said. I just stood there.

"Ok?" I asked.

"That's it? You don't have anything against it? No worries or anything?" He asked.

"No… I mean… yeah we are going to have to be careful and teach her. But it is probably just as dangerous, if not more for her to be here by herself with all these weird feelings and nightmares. Plus, I think having her around will be good for you…. What happened last night?" I asked. But I already knew. I had a vision earlier the day before.

"I just can't let anything happen to her." He said.

"Alright, let's hit the road then…" I replied.