Chapter 4: Serious sexy vibe
Brooke sat on the sofa with her knees under her chin and her arms rapped around her legs, staring into space. She had been sitting like that for half an hour. Dean and Sam stood at the island.
"What do we do?" Dean asked eyeing Brooke up. Sam just shrugged. "Come on Sammy, you're the one whose all comforting and fluffy" Sam's jaw clenched and he shook his head before walking over to Brooke.
"Brooke you ok?" he said softly as he crouched beside her.
"I need to call Milly" She looked at him, her eyes seemed glossed over.
"We've already done it, she's on her way" Sam had called her after Brooke had seemed to slip into a catatonic state. It wasn't hard to find the number on Brooke's phone. When the front door opened the boys instinctively moved in front of Brooke, taking a protective stance. Deans hand went to the knife he had down the back of his jeans.
"Peyton" Brooke jumped up when she saw Peyton's blond head appear. She threw her arms around her best friend.
"Hey, whats going on?" she looked at the boys over Brooke's shoulder.
"Brooke got a package" Sam nodded towards the box that was still sitting on the island. When Brooke released her she walked over.
"Oh my god" she spun around to look at Brooke who was standing at the open door. "Are you ok?"
"Why would someone send it?" she croaked, her voice raspy as if she hadn't used it in years.
"Brooke?" Brooke visibly jumped when she heard the voice behind. Milly stood in the doorway her eyes wide.
"Oh Milly" Brooke clutched at her chest trying to calm her heart down.
"Sorry" she walked in, shutting the door behind her. Her eyes flicked to the box on the island. "Oh no"
"Wait you've seen one of these before?" Sam said stepping forward. Milly stood awkwardly looking at her shoes.
"Milly?" Brooke whispered.
"Ok, so you've been getting them at the store since the opening. I didn't want to tell you because you've been so stressed with the store opening and Victoria. Are you mad at me?" She stumbled over her words.
"Of course I'm not"
"Oh thank god. Because you know I would never do anything like that to hurt you, I thought I was protecting you." Brooke smiled weakly.
"I know" She looked at Sam and Dean alternately. "We should do something right? Call the police or something"
"The sheriff knows" Dean said looking at Milly who just nodded.
"Maybe we should call Victoria?" Peyton suggested.
"No" Brooke shook her head.
"Brooke I know she's a bitch but maybe she can help. Get someone to track down this weirdo"
"I said no, I can deal with this myself" she took a deep breath and straightened herself out.
"Brooke" Peyton looked at her sympathetically.
"I've had hate mail before in New York right?" she looked at Milly who had handled all her mail in New York.
"Well, yeah but nothing like thi-"
"That's all it is someone doesn't like me being here and they want to scare me off. Well you know what? I'm not going to let it. I've had enough of people telling me what I can and can't handle" she huffed she walked over to the island grabbed the box and threw it in the bin full force. "Problem solved. You get another box you throw it away" she said to Milly.
"Brooke are you sure that's the way to handle it?" Peyton asked.
"Yes"
Dean woke up to the smell of coffee. He had drawn the short straw the night before and had ended up on the couch. "Morning" Brooke smiled and placed a cup down on the coffee table in front of him. Dean slowly sat up.
"What time is it?"
"8.30" she said over her shoulder as she shoved folders into her bag.
"Your in a good mood" he threw the thin blanket off and Brooke took in the view of his bare chest.
"It's a new day" she took a sip of her coffee "and last night I had all these ideas about new designs. Macy's is going to love them" she smiled. "you want milk or sugar?"
"Blacks fine" he grabbed the cup and took a swig then scanned Brooke. She was looking good today he thought. When she turned around he was standing in front of her, his bare chest practically resting against her. He looked down into her eyes and had an overpowering urge to kiss her.
"Do I smell coffee?" they looked up to see Peyton on the stairs. She looked at the two of them "Am I interrupting something?"
"Yes" Brooke said just as Dean said "No" they looked at each other and then Dean backed off. "Shower free?"
"Yep" Peyton came down the stairs. She waited until Dean had entered bathroom "What was that?"
"I don't know but that boy has a serious sexy vibe" she sighed.
"What about Sam?"
"What about Sam?"
"Well last time it was Sam who had the serious sexy vibe"
"Oh, it's not like that with us, anymore anyway. Actually he kind of reminds me of Luke" she said thoughtfully "And look how that turned out" she grabbed a slice of toast and took a bite.
"So Deans your next conquest"
"Maybe" she shrugged "Like I said serious sexy vibe"
"Dean" Dean was sitting at the island munching on a slice of toast when Sam appeared.
"Hey Sammy" he held up a plate of toast and Sam took a slice.
"Where's Brooke?"
"Work"
"You let her go alone?" Sam said angrily.
"Come on Sammy dealing with stalkers is not in our job description. We find this undead bastard and we're out of here"
"Dean she could be in serious trouble"
"Let the cops deal with it"
"What Sheriff incompetent?"
"We got enough to deal with and anyway your the one who asked me not to get involved" The truth was Dean was worried about Brooke. A little too much for his own comfort. He'd always liked woman but Brooke seemed different and he wasn't interested in sticking around to find out why.
"What if the hunt and her stalkers connected?"
"Come on Sam now your just reaching"
"I'd just feel better if she was safe"
"Yeah well lets deal with the vamp first. I've been looking up places it could be staying. There's a few places on the outskirts, thought we could go check them out today"
