hey guys here's the next chapter! Thanks for staying with me, I know it's taken me a while. I have most of the next chapter written already so it should be out soon! Enjoy!

Dean sat up almost forcing Abigail from his lap. He knew that this conversation was coming he just hadn't expected her to play him so well.

"I'm waiting for an answer Dean." Abigail said crossing her arms across her chest. "Start explaining or take me the police station."

"Okay," Dean said scooting a little closer to her. "Sam and I don't work for a newspaper. We aren't magazine journalist, never have been."

"Then who are you." Abigail continued to press.

"That's a little bit harder to explain. What do you remember about your mother's death?" Dean asked trying to help her understand the situation more fully with Dean having to resort to brutal truth.

"Dean what does any of this have to do with my mother?" Abigail retorted starting to get frustrated with Dean's non-answers.

"Just tell me what you remember."

"Okay, um I was 4, my parents took me in to kiss Andrew good night and then put me to bed. I woke up to my mom screaming, and I ran to Andrew's room, and I didn't see her. But there was a guy it wasn't my dad, but he disappeared, before my dad got there. And my dad rushed in and picked me up. My dad always told me I imagined this part but, it seems so real. I looked up and I swear I saw my mom on the ceiling. All of a sudden the fire started out of nowhere and my dad rushed me out of the house." Abigail lowered her head, and Dean took her face into his palm and brushed away a stray tear that had rolled down her porcelain skin.

"You're not crazy. That's exactly how my mother died. I never saw her on the ceiling but that's how it happened. The ceiling caught fire and took her." Dean explained. "Our dad knew it was something supernatural that killed our mother. And from that day on he hunted, anything he could find. We grew up like soldiers. And when we got older we started hunting too. It's kind of like the family business."

"Then explain Dominick." Abigail said trying to take everything in.

"Dominick and Dylan are working together. Dominick unfortunately enough is human. He collects offerings for Machaid which is Dylan. He's some sort of demon-ish snake thing that Sam and I are going to kill tonight."

"I don't know what to think of all this. I mean you sound crazy." She said standing up and starting to pace.

"I know how it sounds. But it doesn't make the situation any less real or any less dangerous." Dean told her placing a hand against her leg, for comfort. "Look I never wanted to involve you in any of this but you didn't listen to me when I told you not to get a job there."

"Well maybe if you had told me the situation I wouldn't have." Abigail said annoyed standing and moving back towards the car. Dean was hot on her tail. "I mean you acted like such a prick so often I needed a place away from you."

"Abigail can we just not fight about this, you're safe and that's all that really matters in the long run. Can we just enjoy the moment, because as soon as it gets dark, I'm locking you in that house and Sam and I are going to go take out that sick son of a bitch before he can hurt anyone else." Dean pushed Abigail back against the car forcible kissing her without warning. It didn't take long before Abigail joined in the kiss which soon moved from against the car to the blanket they had been sitting on moments before.

Dean quickly moved over her letting his fingers trail lightly over the exposed skin of her abdomen. Abigail giggled underneath him and began to squirm eliciting a long groan out of Dean. "Babe you can't keep that up."

"And why not?" Abigail joked knowing full well what she was doing. "You mean you don't like it?"

"I like it alright. But if you keep it up, I won't be able to be a good guy much longer." Dean said lightly nipping that the skin on her neck with each word.

"Then stop trying to be a good guy." Abigail grinned moving underneath him again. Abigail pulled Dean down to her attacking his lips once again. They couple kissed and touched for a few more minutes before Dean's phone started to ring, causing him to break the heated kiss. "Saved by the bell." She laughed reaching her hand into his back pocket giving his ass a small squeeze before passing the phone off to Dean.

"Dean here," he said into the phone, still hovering over Abigail's body.

"Dean you're cutting it pretty close. Where are you?" Sam said into the phone.

"Just eating dinner with Abigail. We'll be back in a bit." Dean said hanging up the phone before Sam could complain. "Well princess, its time to take you home and lock you in the tower until morning."

"Do you really have too? I mean he can't kill me if I stay here with you." Abigail said squirming against his body once more.

It took all the willpower that Dean had to untangle his body from hers at that moment. "Babe, if Sam and I don't go two other girls are going to be dead by morning. As much as I would love to stay here, and do this," Dean alluded, "I can't be responsible for the death of two other girls."

"I understand." She said helping him pick up their picnic things. "I mean I don't really understand, because this is all a little sci-fi outer limitsy. But I trust you, so I guess that's all I need to know."

Dean quickly pulled Abigail into a hard passionate kiss before releasing her walking her around to the passenger door. Quickly ushering her into the car before taking his time to walk around. It had been a long time since Dean had felt a connection like this with someone. Sure there was and probably always in the back of his mind would be Cassie. She was the first girl that Dean ever loved. That wasn't something that he could just forget. But the fact that without much information and without any understanding Abigail trusted Dean and Sam enough to know that he was trying to do what was best. It warmed what everyone had always thought was his stone heart.

The ride back to the house was mostly silent with the exception of Metalica playing through the speakers. Both off in their own thoughts about what they knew was to come. Dean pulled the Impala in front of the house. Cutting the engine but waiting before attempting to exit the vehicle. Taking a minute to calm himself Dean turned and kissed Abigail gently before exiting the car.

Making their way into the house they found Sam waiting in the kitchen with a medium sized duffle bag waiting in the entry way. Sam stood from the table and made his way over towards the couple. Sam hesitated before speaking not wanting to talk in front of Abigail.

"Well you boys have a good night. If you need me I'll be up in my room, with the door shut and the windows locked." Abigail said before winking at Dean and making her way up the stairs.

Dean smirked and waiting until she was out of view before turning his attention back to Sam. "So are we ready to do this thing or what?"

"Yea, just waiting for you to get done, doing whatever the hell it is you were doing." Sam said grabbing the bag off the floor and moving towards the front door.

"Sammy lets not fight about all of that right now. I promise I didn't do anything not shown in a PG movie." Dean said reaching the car. Its different this time, I actually care about this girl. But right now all I want to think about it killing this thing and making sure that Dominick goes to jail for a very long time." Dean said starting the car and heading towards the restaurant.

Dean wanted to finish this thing and make sure that Abigail and the other girls in town would be safe. But gnawing at the back of his mind was the fact that he was going to be leaving town soon. After spending the last 4 months in Andover Dean had actually felt like he was starting to have a normal life. But he knew it was only a matter of time before he had a new job and would have to move on. But he couldn't think about that now. Right now his focus was on killing Machaid and keeping Abigail safe.

He would jump off the next bridge when they came to it.