Chapter 4

Elizabeth woke to a steady stream of light flowing through a crack in the curtain and straight across her face. She rolled over and came face to face with Dean, his nose brushed across her and she stared at the small sprinkle of freckles adorning it. She couldn't help but think that he had never looked more vulnerable, just lying in a quiet slumber with a tiny smile creeping at the sides of his lips. She placed a kiss on the tip of his nose and watched as his green eyes flickered open. He let the tiny smile blossom as he pressed his lips to hers.

"Now who is sleeping beauty?" Elizabeth teased leaning closer to Dean, who gave her a skeptical look. "Fine, the sun was in my eyes."

Dean chuckled lightly and kissed her lightly again before climbing out of bed. After stretching out his surprising relaxed muscles he tugged on jeans and his boots. Elizabeth sat at the edge of the bed for a minute before rolling around her neck and standing up.

"Can we go get coffee?" Dean questioned with a yawn and drooping eyelids.

"I'm good with that." Elizabeth said wrapping her arm around Dean's waist and pulling him to the door. Dean grabbed a shirt before being dragged out of the room. They slid quietly down the stairs and into the kitchen. "Do you think we are allowed to drink the coffee from that pot?"

"Why not?" Dean mumbled before pouring the black liquid into two cups and handing one of the mugs to Elizabeth. They wandered to the couch and settled down on the cushions. Elizabeth curled her legs in front of her and faced Dean. She clasped the cup in between her hands and took small sips of the steamy caffeine.

"So, what's the plan?"

"Well I was going to woo you with a romantic beer and hard rock…"

"Not that, I mean the hunt."

"Oh that, I have no idea, that is Sam's forte he does research."

"Yeah, I can't really see you in a library or in front of research."

"I do research all the time."

"Of busty Asian beuties."

"Sam told you about that huh?"

"Yeah, and how it got frozen on the laptop."

"That was an accident." Dean defended as Elizabeth erupted in giggles. Dean leaned over her and set his coffee down. He took Elizabeth's cup and placed it by his on the side table. His bare chest was warm on her shoulder as he leaned closer. She continued to laugh until his lips cut her off, his arms coiled around her and she placed her hands on the small of his back.

"You really call beer and hard rock romantic?" Elizabeth snickered in between kisses.

"Yes."

"I knew there was a reason I loved you."

"I'm sorry an I interrupting something?" a timid voice interrupted, Dean and Elizabeth broke apart to look up at Lisa standing there. Dean pulled back and sat next to Elizabeth; both had a blush spreading brightly over their cheeks.

Lisa marveled down at Dean's chest embarrassment spreading through her veins from what she just saw. And wow his chest was perfect. She broke her eyes from the perfectly sculpted muscle and Dean quickly pulled his t shirt over his head. The silence drew out and they all looked at each other.

"DEAN!" A new voice called as Ben rushed in and grasped Dean in a hug. "What are you doing here?"

"Your mom needed some help with…work." Dean struggled to explain ruffling the young boy's hair.

"Oh okay." Ben shrugged not completely convinced, then he turned to Elizabeth and his eyes popped out of his head. He leaned closer to Dean and tried to block his words with his hand, "Who's the hottie?"

"That is my girlfriend, Elizabeth." Dean answered mirroring his motion with his hand.

"Wow, dude." Ben replied still looking over Elizabeth with a stupid grin.

"Hi, I'm Elizabeth and you must be Ben."

"Yeah, that would be me." Ben greeted with a charming grin.

"So, buddy, how is school going?" Dean asked wrapping his arm around Elizabeth's shoulders.

"Stupid except there are some hot chicks."

"He is like a mini you." Elizabeth whispered into Dean's ear holding back a laugh.

"Speaking of you need to get ready to go to school." Lisa interjected pointing Ben up the stairs with tense lips.

"Your son seems great." Elizabeth said with a smile.

"Thank you."

"I didn't know you like kids." Dean stated staring down at Elizabeth with a curious smile.

"I love kids, I was a babysitter during high school."

"How long have you been a…hunter?" Lisa questioned taking a seat in the plushy chair across from them.

"Since I left home right after high school."

"What about your parents?"

"They never wanted to believe in this stuff, as far as they know I'm in New York."

"Oh, so you are pretty good?" Lisa mumbled trying to change the subject from the awkward conversation she had started.

"Well, I've saved his butt." Elizabeth stated jerking her thumb toward Dean.

"Hey!" Dean said trying to look hurt, Elizabeth rolled her eyes and pressed her lips to his. Lisa sat there silently feeling familiar tears start to form but she quickly pulled them back. Sam strolled in and almost ran away after seeing the scene in front of him. "Sammy! What did you get on the job?"

"I think it's a woman named Amy Callter, who was murdered by her husband's affairess."

"First of all is affairess a word? And second why her?"

"I don't think affairess is a word." Elizabeth stated pulling her long hair back into a high pony tail.

"That isn't the point." Sam spat trying to swallow his annoyance cause seriously on Dean was enough.

"Yeah, geez Elizabeth." Dean chuckled, receiving a punch to bicep before Elizabeth folded her legs over his lap. Sam rolled his eyes and Lisa tried to ignore it quickly averting her eyes.

"Anyways," Sam drew out waving his arms to gain the others attention, "She was murdered right down the street, and all of these deaths are based on jealousy."

"You got a point, so where is this girl buried?" Dean questioned switching into hunter mode in a flash.

"That's the thing, she was cremated." Sam mumbled hesitantly watching as Dean pinched the bridge of his nose and Elizabeth bit her bottom lip.

"So how is she still here?" Elizabeth questioned with a half closed mouth.

"I looked up legends for jealous spirits and it said that their jealousy can keep them here." Sam explained obviously still having words on the tip of his tongue because of the silly grin spread over his features.

"How do we get rid of her?" Dean pushed impatiently leaning forward into Elizabeth's legs.

"That I don't know, but our best bet is to talk to her husband."

"Where does he live?"

"Only about ten minutes from here."

"Who wants to question this guy?"

"Elizabeth and I could do it." Sam offered before thinking his smile fading once he realized what he said.

"Yeah that's fine just give me a few to get ready." Elizabeth shrugged pecking Dean and heading up the stairs after one last sip of her coffee.