Chapter Fifteen

I heard a horn go off in the distance and my eyes slowly opened to see Sam putting on his jeans.

"Morning, sleepy head." He chuckled coming over and kissing my forehead.

"Morning." I said rubbing my eyes. "What was that sound?"

"It was Kale's horn. It's to call us to training. Now where is my shirt?" He questioned looking around the room.

"I'm wearing it." I smiled pulling off the covers and revealing his dark blue t-shirt. "You really going to make me take it off?"

"Come on don't do this to me. I can't be late; Kale will kill me." He said licking his lips watching me get out of bed.

"I bet you could take him." I smiled kissing his chest.

"True." He said picking up my chin and kissing my lips. "But I really have to go." He chuckled pulling off his shirt from my body. "Damn you are going to do this to me." He said biting his lower lip looking at my naked breasts. "Leave that for my lunch break." He finally said kissing my left boob, pulled his shirt over his head and left out of the tent.

"Have a good night?"

"Dean!" I screamed covering my breasts.

"It's not like I never seen boobs before but if you care that much, here." He chuckled taking off his shirt and throwing it at me. "So I have been think about tha-"

"Don't bring it up Dean, please?" I said cutting him off as I put on his shirt.

"I have to Delila. I've been thinking about it all night."

"No Dean I-"

"Don't do what your mother did to me. I told you I loved you."

"Yeah I know."

"I felt what that kiss developed and so did you." He said crushing his lips to mine. I didn't fight it even though I knew I should. His tongue swirled in my mouth and I couldn't help myself. I wrapped my arms around his neck and deepened the kiss. He pulled my waist closer to his body and wrapped his arms around it. "You see? These feelings you have for me are real and you are drawn to me as I am drawn to you."

"I might be but Dean, Sam and I deserve each other. How do you think your brother would feel if the first person he ever developed feelings for left him for his older brother? He would be crushed and so would I. He is the best thing that has ever happened to me. I feel better when he is around and the hole in my heart is filled because of him." I said backing away from Dean and took the locket in my right hand.

"I'm sorry Delila but my feelings are true feelings."

"Not yours. Dean you are…desperate. You get obsessed and don't get me wrong it's kind of cute; the protection that you give. You care a lot and have passion but it doesn't belong to me because I am not my mother. I am Delila Elizabeth Woods." I sighed sitting on the bed.

"I know who you are." Dean said coming to sit next to me on the bed and took my hand. "The boat of your mother's set sail and I wasn't on it. Your boat hasn't left the dock yet. I love my brother but he isn't good enough for you. Why try and convince yourself of the feelings you say you have for Sam. It would be easy with me Delila." He said leaning into kiss me again.

"No." I said forcing my hand out of his and got up off the bed. "I don't need to try at all. Our feelings aren't forced. We are getting married Dean. We are going to have the white picket fence and have a couple kids that we can raise in peace."

"You do realize that's not Sam's thing. He is a warrior Delila and he will get bored of that peaceful living."

"He won't. He said he didn't want to be a warrior anymore; that fight right now is hurting him."

"Is that what he told you? If this stuff is bothering him why hasn't he left yet?"

"He can't, he traded his freedom for information about me." I said getting angry.

"Funny thing I bumped into Clay last night."

"Who is Clay and why do I care?"

"Ouch." He chuckled. "Clay was my best buddy in The Warriors of Mist. He has been with them for quite some time and knows everything that goes on around here."

"Dean what are getting at?"

"You probably wouldn't care but he told me that Kale didn't make a deal for information he gave him about your whereabouts. Kale gave him your information as an apology for trying to kill him all those years ago. I was told by Clay that Sam begged to come back to The Warriors of Mist."

"No he wouldn't. Your lying!" I shouted at him.

"Really? What would I gain from lying to you?"

"What you think you will gain is my heart. You tell me that Sam is lying to me and bata bing bata boom I'm in your arms telling you that I love you. That you are perfect. It's not happening."

"Okay you take that risk. I'll be back to pick you up tomorrow morning." Dean said leaving out of the tent in a huff.

I waited for Sam to enter the tent for his lunch break. Could Dean have been right? I mean he was right what did he gain from lying to me. He knew I wasn't going to just rush into his arms.

"Hey babe." Sam said walking into the tent. His shirt was off and he was all sweaty from working out in the sun. "I see you got dressed." He said looking at me a little confused. "Is something wrong?"

"Sam who is Clay?" I said trying to get my courage up to talk about this. What if he actually was lying to me? I don't know if I could take that.

"He is just another one of the warriors. Wait how do you even know about him? Did you leave you the tent? Lila bad things could have happened to you. Kale could have found you and killed you or something!" He shouted in concern.

"I didn't leave the tent calm down. Dean was just telling me about the warriors." I said looking up at him. He still had a little concern left in his eyes but it was fading. "Can I ask you something?"

"Yeah anything." He said sitting next to me on the bed.

"Do you like it here?"

"What do you mean here? With you? Of course."

"No here as in back with the warriors." I sighed trying to tip toe around what was on my mind. I didn't want to accuse him of anything.

"Its okay. I mean its not like I chose to come here you know that."

"Yeah I did at first."

"What are you talking about?" Sam said forcing me to look at him.

"Dean said he ran into Clay last night. He said that Kale didn't make a deal with you for my whereabouts. Said that you did choose to come back. Is that true?"

"Delila you have to understand that-"

"You did." I said fighting back tears. "Dean was right. I can't believe it. How could you do that?"

"I belong here. This is the only thing I am good at."

"Don't give me that shit!" I shouted as tears started rolling down my cheeks. "All this time I thought you loved me and that we were going to be happy. Get married, have a white picket fence and a couple kids. That we would be rocking on our porch surrounded by our grandchildren one day. I worked so hard for you. You took my virginity and I thought it was real but I must have made it all up."

"That was all real and you know that. These feelings of yours are so complicated."

"You don't get it do you? These feelings of yours are here to stay. They might make you a crummy warrior but I thought you were gaining so much more. I guess you didn't feel the same.