Hey guys, sorry it has taken me soooo long to update this story. For those of you sticking with me thank you! I promise no matter what I am going to finish this story! So here's the next chapter. I'm planning a very very big update sometime this week! ENJOY!

Dean made his way to the first floor and into the dining room to find only a few people sitting around the table. Sam being one of the few.

"Dean, what a pleasant surprise." Eva greeted him. Drawing further attention to the awkwardness Dean was feeling inside. "After the late night you had last night I didn't think we'd be seeing you before dinner time."

"Yea well, the day still came so I had to get up I guess." Dean joked taking a seat next to his brother. As they sat down and continued to eat Dean wondered if Abigail would be making her way downstairs, but to Dean's luck she never came.

After finishing the meal Sam and Dean both headed back up the stairs to make a game plan for the day, and also for a chance for Sam to question Dean about his whereabouts. "So Dean, where'd you sleep last night."

"I was doing research last night and I kept hearing noises coming from upstairs. So I went to check on her and ended up falling asleep up there. Before you jump to any conclusions I just want to say that nothing happened. Although last night I did find out a few things about Machaid." Dean said moving towards the wall of post-it notes.

"Yea I read through a few of them this morning." Sam said moving giving his brother a break from the continual argument. "So whose Machaid? Dominick or Dillon?"

The question left open leaving both brother's in thought. Neither sure who they were after but knowing that they had made more progress in one night than they had in the last four months.

"So here's what I'm thinking. I say we go to the restaurant tonight for dinner. Get a lay of the land, see in Dominick makes a scene tonight. See if the restaurant is even open."

It was a little after 1 when Dean made his way into the Restaurant that day. He had told Sam he was headed over to the library to try and find articles about Dominick's past, but he was pretty sure Sam didn't believe him. With the knife he stole from Abigail on the first night safely tucked in the back of his jeans. He entered the building and headed straight for the back. Ignoring the waitress who called out to him.

"Sir, you can't go back there without an appointment." She called, not trying to forcefully to stop him.

Forcing his way through Dominick's office door he found him sitting behind his desk reading over papers in a folder, which he quickly closed upon seeing Dean. "I've been expecting you Dean," he said smiling.

"I'm glad I didn't' disappoint. That's some bruise you got there." Dean smirked mentioning the mark covering his left jaw.

"You're just lucky I don't file charges against you." he quipped back standing and moving to the front of his desk.

"Right, because trying to kill your waitresses is high on the up and up." Dean was starting to lose his patience.

"What do you want, because you have about 5 minutes before I call the police."

"I want to get a message across to you, and to Machida. You stay away from my girl. She's no longer a part of this, if you have a problem you bring it to me. I know you only have a day to finish whatever this thing is, but I'm just letting you know now, you're not going to win." Dean flashed the knife letting him know he meant business. Pushing him back against the desk, holding the knife close to his neck before pulling back. "By the way, Abigail won't be coming in for her shifts, she quits."

Dean pulled the Impala up in front of Merrimack Valley High School, waiting for Abigail to come out. He didn't exactly know why he was standing outside the school waiting for her, but it seemed like the right thing to do. Sitting on the hood of the car Dean nodded to a few typical high school girls who walked past him. When he saw Abigail he quickly walked towards her. She instantly smiled upon seeing him. Running into his grasp to greet him.

"What are you doing here?" She said standing back from him.

"Well I just figured we're keeping an eye on you maybe I should keep a closer eye on you." Dean said jokingly.

"Well how about you keep a closer eye on me while you take me to get a bite to eat?" Abigail said, leaning into his body. "Please, I'll make it worth your while." She whispered in his ear.

"Well if that's the case. We just have to stop at the house so I can pass some stuff off to Sam." Dean said turning to get into the car. Dean quickly ran up the stairs while Abigail went into the kitchen to call ahead so they could get their food to go.

"It's about time you got back. I think I found a lead." Sam said bursting with information once his brother came through the door.

"Really?" Dean asked sincerely interested in what his brother had found.

"Yea, I found that list of girls from the file in Dominick's office. I called their homes, two of the girls are under 18 and both go to school with Abigail. Neither one came home last night." Sam finished.

"So you think he already has them, he's just waiting for the third." Dean filled in looking over the profiles Sam had created for the two teens.

"Yea, so I figure as long as Abigail is safe he can't complete whatever Machaid wants."

"Well, that's good then. Abigail and I are actually about to head into town to get some food. I promise I'll keep an eye on her." Dean smirked moving back towards the door.

"Dean what are you doing?" Sam questioned concerned about his brother's motives towards the girl. "Even since last night you've been hovering over that girl like crazy. There's a definite line where protecting her and taking advantage comes into play and you're treading on really thin ice here."

"Sam, I'm responsible for this girl. The only reason she got a job at the stupid restaurant because I kept pushing her away. I just don't want anything to happen to her…Sam I can't explain it. I know I'm ten years older than the girl. I know that I should stay far away from her. But I just can't. I don't know how to." Dean confessed leaning against the closed door.

"Dean, it sounds like you really are falling for this girl." Sam said. "I know that this is a new concept for you but just try and think with your head, head."

"I'm trying. I just don't think I can stop it." Dean laughed. "Abigail is different than any other girl I've ever hung out with. It's not about sex, I just like being with her."

"Just be careful." Sam finally said leaving his brother with parting words. Dean slipped out the door and Sam sat back thinking about how crazy this all was. He had always hoped that someday Dean would find what he had with Jess. He just never expected him to find it while on a job. Or with a girl ten year his junior.

Dean got back in the Impala to find Abigail waiting patiently for him in the passenger seat. The two drove over to the diner and picked up the food she had ordered and headed out to the woods near the old shack.

"So Dean, now that I have you all to myself." Abigail said making her way to sit next to him, turning to press her chest against his. Dean took the initiative and rolled on top of Abigail pinning her body underneath his. Leaning up to give him a quick kiss, Abigail rolled him over so that she was above him straddling his waist. Leaning down seductively next to his ear, "You want to know what you can do for me."

"What, because right about now, anything you want I'll give you." Dean asked letting his hands run up and down the length of her legs. All the thoughts that should have stopped him from enjoying this quickly left his head.

"Tell me the truth," she whispered into his ear before pulling back. "I want to know why I couldn't go to the cops. Why I had to lie to my grandmother. And why you seem to know all about it."

The truth…talk about a mood killer