Enchanted

Chapter 3

Later on that evening, Dean and Melinda went to find this demon. Unfortunately, this creature was prepared for them, by setting small snares. The two were walking down an alley that was next to Piper's club. As Dean guessed it connected to three more paths, creating a crossroad. The oldest Winchester examined the section and blinked at what he saw. He knelt down to observe it closely. It was some kind of an animal trap. Dean realized the outlines of it and quickly moved away from it. Due to this, he lost his balance and stumbled against a wall. He reached up to the area to find a gash was formed.

"SON ON A BITCH!"

Melinda dug into her sachet and brought out a rag and pressed on the wound. Unsuccessfully, there was no sign of the hellion.

"We almost had him!"

"I know, just calm down. Let's get you back to the manor."

"It's nothing, really."

Dean's remark only made Melinda roll her eyes.

Subsequently, back at the house, the quietness lingered. To cease this, Dean beseech the following.

"How come every time I'm near you, I get injured?"

"Maybe, it's a sign to stay away?" Melinda answered in a jest.

"Ha-ha!" Dean riposte back.

Once again, the silence visited them, in which Melinda sighed heavily.

"What's wrong?" Dean implored.

"Do you still have those notes you showed before?" Melinda questioned.

"Yeah, I do."

"Great! Could you go and retrieve them? I would really like to look at them again. If you don't mind? I'll be in the attic with the book of shadows."

"Sure. Be back in a jiffy."

Dean entered into the loft to where the sight before him suddenly caught his breath. Melinda was standing over the codex, flipping the pages to the enormous green spell book. She had a distraught expression on her brow, as she continued to read the page's content.

"Wow!" Dean muttered out.

This caused Melinda to peered from the hardback and asked.

"What?"

"Nothing!" Dean conveyed, as he set the information on top of the novel of chants.

"Oh! Thank you!" Melinda exclaimed, as she picked up the few sheets of paper in a careful manner.

The two had discussed everything they knew about the demon. Each expressing one another's demon's maneuvers.

"What does it all mean, though?"

"That is a good question!"

The air rapidly around the two grew thin, as they peeked up at one another. Dean and Melinda both in their train of thoughts.

'I never knew it before, but how handsome Dean is. He really knows how to pull it off in that flannel shirt. I wonder what it would feel like to feel his skin under it!' Melinda reflected.

'I have never liked witches before. However, there is something about her. Something, I would like to explore more of!' Dean contemplated.

Dean witnessed Melinda abruptly licked her lips. In doing so, he let out a chuckle.

"What?"

"See something you like?" Dean urged.

"Why? You?" Melinda retorted back.

Dean moved closer to Melinda and put his hand on her cheek.

"You have no idea," he commented.

Melinda's cheeks turned pink, whereupon Dean smiled at her.

Dean bent in to kiss her lips with his. They exchanged a few in a repeated routine.

Dean lifted Melinda's blouse and unsnapped her bra and pulled it off her body. Next, he unzipped her pants and jerked them and her panties down. As a result, she stepped out of them.

Melinda raised up Dean's flannel shirt and the one that was underneath. She unbuttoned Dean's pants and tugged them and his underwear down. Thus, Dean slid out of them.

In addition, he cupped her cheek and kissed her passionately, as doing so, their inner hidden lust rose to the surface.

Melinda positioned her hands on his chest and next wrapped them around his neck, as they continued their smooches. Dean hoisted Melinda's body up and placed her on the short couch. Without warning, this venture made the full box of heavy workout equipment turned over. This movement created an immense thud.

"Oops!" Dean disclosed, which made Melinda giggled.

Dean proceeded on with kissing her neck and inserted his tongue in her mouth. Further action, he kissed down towards her stomach and stopped when he got to her heated entrance. There, he swirled his tongues over her petals, as she squirts out her essences, at which he lapped it up. The two were enjoying this moment very indefinitely.

Instantly, Piper heard some kind of noise, so she went to check it out. The sound was coming from upstairs.

"What on earth? Surely it's not rats!?" Piper said to herself, as she inch closer. She placed her hand on the door knob and entered inside. However, what she saw was a shocking and disturbing sight. Her daughter and the venator in the middle of the venery.

"Oh my god!"

"Mom! That is why you knocked!"

"Like, I haven't heard that before!" Piper revealed, as she kept her eyes closed going out of the room.

"I am so sorry Dean!"

"It's okay." Dean replied, as they began to put their clothes back on.

One night, Dean and Melinda get into a luscious mood, while they are seated in the living room.

"You sure there's not going to be any interruptions?" Dean requested.

"The house is mine tonight!" Melinda pronounced.

"Awesome! Then, what are we waiting for?"

"Well, I'm waiting for you to kiss me."

"Really, now?"

"Yes."

Dean and Melinda shared a fervid kiss. In the middle of it, Dean removed Melinda's top and a blue orb emerged followed by.

"Hey, mom. I need- Whoa!"

"WYATT!"

"Sorry, sis. Wait, are you with that hunter, again?" Wyatt proclaimed.

"Yes, I am!" Melinda retorted back.

"Melinda, we've discussed this!" Wyatt stated.

"WYATT! GET OUT!" Melinda thundered, as she covered upper self.

In a flash, Melinda's older brother had disappeared.

"I am sorry, Dean. I think I'm going to have to get a place of my in order for us to finish this!"

"Hmm, I might have an idea."

"What?"

"Come and live with me and Sammy? You could learn so much at the Bunker. In doing so, it would help you and your family in the future."

"Dean, that's a difficult decision for me."

"I know. I will understand that if you don't. Just let me know. Sammy and I are almost done with this case here."

"I will. But wait! What about the demon?"

"Well, I don't think he will resurface anytime soon." Dean emphasized, as he recalled Sam and him taking care of the brute.

"Really?" Melinda exhibited, stunned.

"Yes. You are welcome to come to the bunker and study. You wouldn't believe all the knowledge you can obtain there. This case my brother and I are on, it's a ghost-A salt and burn ordeal," Dean affirmed.

"Salt and burn? Are you serious?" Melinda quizzed in bewilderment.

"Yes."

"Oh! I have a lot to learn, don't I?"

"Only if you want to."

More to come!