Chapter six
Jayde remembered opening her eyes a couple times while Dean carried her up the stairs at the hotel, she felt so secure in his strong arms. It felt like his arms were made to fit her body exactly; like two puzzle pieces, her body in his arms, perfect. She managed to extinguish the thoughts about to erupt into her conscious mind. She peered over at the window, the sun would be blinding if the curtains weren't drawn. She sat up slowly, groggy from her hard-core sleeping. How long had she been out? She couldn't tell; where were Sam and Dean?
The hotel room door opened quickly and Sam and Dean flew through the door heading straight to one of their bags. Dean pulled out a shiny object, she was still too sleepy to see exactly what it was. She fell back in bed, before either of them noticed her, and waited a while. They stood still beside the door, waiting for something. The door burst open, a figure came through, there was a struggle then screams. Jayde sat straight up in bed, grabbed the gun from her bag and shot the figure; it fell to the ground and a puddle of blood began to cover the floor. Dean looked at her a little shocked then regained his cool. Sam muttered under his breath some swear that was undistinguishable.
"We almost had it, Jayde." Dean said.
"From where I was standing it looked like it almost had you." Jayde retorted.
"Thank you, Jayde." Sam said a little tiredly.
"You're welcome, Sam." Jayde replied while packing her gun away.
Jayde got in her car and put the keys in the ignition, she started the engine and listened to it's purring. She had her eyes closed with her forehead on the steering wheel. Dean knocked on the passenger window for her attention. She cranked the window down.
"What, Dean?" she asked, slightly acidic.
"Look, I'm sorry, Jayde. But I'm used to me and Sammy taking out all the "bad guys." Dean breathed.
She stayed silent, still a little angry with him.
"I think we should stick together a few more days. You need some help looking after yourself; keeping you safe from the demons. They'll tear-" Jayde cut him off with a roar of anger.
"I don't need to be looked after Dean!" Jayde turned the car off and ran back inside. Moments later Dean came through the door looking a little guilty.
"She says she's leaving, what did you say, Dean?" Sam demanded.
Dean hesitated for a moment then told Sam exactly what he'd told Jayde. Sam looked angry and a little disappointed. Jayde walked through the room gathering her thing in silence; Dean had had enough, he explained exactly what he meant the best way he always did, yelling.
"Jayde! Your not leaving unless you have a death wish, but do you honestly think Landon would want you to risk your life after she tried to save you?" Dean spat.
Jayde was silent, she was thinking of her cousin Landon, an open wound in her heart she was still licking. Dean continued on his tangent.
"I know how it is to lose someone who gave their life for you to have yours. I'm here because someone did that same thing for me. I'm doing what he wanted me to continue doing, you could call it his dying wish." Deans jaw clenched, he was trying to keep the rest inside, she didn't need to know anymore about his father's sacrifice. He looked away, towards the floor, trying to focus on not letting his tongue slip. He looked back up in time to see Jayde running towards him, he held up his arms as if they'd stop her. She leapt into his arms, legs wrapped around the top of his hips as her lips forced a hot searing kiss on his own lips. Dean was stunned into a statue-like state. Jayde came up for air and let a slight breathless moan slip through her teeth. Sam stared at them as though it was a trick and she was going to tell him to wait there while she prepped for him.
"Dean, no! It's a trick!" Sam yelled at them.
Jayde struggled to let go, remembering Sam was there too. Dean's eyes refocused and he tried to speak. For once in Dean Winchesters life, he was absolutely speechless.
Jayde sat down in a chair trying to calm herself. Dean plopped onto the side of the bed, and Sam fell onto the sofa. Dean was the first to speak.
"W-what the hell was that, Jayde?" Dean half sighed.
Jayde stifled a fit of laughter and said, "Hell if I know!" Jayde was embarrassed now, she had given him a kiss and he asked her what the hell that was and all she could say was that she had no idea. She felt a little insane, but also confused. She couldn't figure out why she had jumped Dean like that.
"Jayde, we need to talk." Dean said in a hushed tone as he leaned against the side of the impala.
"Yeah, accept I don't know what to say. I am clueless why I did what I did, Dean." She explained slowly, trying to pick her words carefully.
"See, I think it had something to do with me telling you about Landon, but it's only a guess." Dean looked at her and licked his lips.
"I don't know Dean, I… I guess I kinda think it was the way you pushed me, to think about what Landon did for me. You know what, forget it. I don't know what I'm saying" She turned to walk back inside the hotel.
Dean grabbed her arm and pulled her back to him, wrapped her in his arms and kissed her passionately. She melted in his arms and kissed him right on back.