Thanks to every one who has reviewed this chapter, and to kitty sorry if everything I said would be in this chapter isn't but I got a new idea, if I miss something out they will be in the next chapter I promise.
Beneath my skin
Sam made his way slowly from the kitchen and headed in the direction of the room Dean was staying in. they had gotten him back just in time to contain the infection and his body seemed to be fighting it as best it could, but the one thing that was concerning them all was the fact that he was barely conscious for more then minuets at a time.
He stopped at the door and juggled the two coffee cups in his hand so he could open the door, it swung open easily and he winced slightly when the door banged onto the wall. He looked guiltily in the direction of his sleeping brother and gave a sigh of relief when he didn't stir.
"I don't think a bomb could wake him at the moment" Max smiled in his direction and took the coffee cup out of his hands, she smiled in his direction and pulled her feet up onto the chair she was sitting in before curling them under her body.
Sam smiled and did a once over of Dean, the flush in his cheeks had died down and the colour had returned to his lips, and only a few drops of sweat remained on his forehead. He placed his own coffee cup onto the bedside table and seated himself on the bed his hand coming out to wrap around Dean's wrist his hand seeking out his pulse.
He counted softly in his head and he looked up to see Max looking at him with worry and concern, he nodded his head slowly and a small smile drifted across her face.
"Pulse is back to normal which is good" Max nodded her head and took a small sip of her coffee which she savored as it burnt the back of her throat reminding her that she was in fact still human.
It had scared her when she had been willing to kill Tristan she had never thought in a million years that she could have killed someone in cold blood but what scared her most that she had enjoyed the look of pain and fear on his face, she had enjoyed the fact that she held his life in her hands.
"Hey you ok?" Sam questioned softly his voice laced with concern. Max snapped herself out of her thoughts and shifted her eyes over to Sam. She went to nod her head but Sam tilted his head to the left slightly and she relented, she lent back in her chair and sighed.
"I almost killed a guy today" She muttered softly holding the coffee cup as close to her body as she could trying to draw the heat from it to warm her body which at the moment felt so cold.
Sam bit the inside of his cheek, he really didn't know what he could say to make her feel any better, it was true she had gone out with the intention of killing him, but in truth the thoughts had crossed his own mind. Tristan had nearly taken the most important thing away from him, and he knew if he had succeeded then Max wouldn't have anything to kill after he had done with him.
"But you didn't Max that's the main thing" Max shook her head and her eyes flickered over to Dean while she spoke.
"But I wanted to god I wanted to, all I saw was red and his lifeless face, I wanted nothing more then to kill him, and I would have if it hadn't been for him" She said nodding her head into the direction of Dean.
Sam quirked his brow slightly that had been the first time he had heard her say anything in the remote district that she felt something for Dean, o sure the signs had been there the checking him out when she thought he wasn't looking or the way she would blush or smile when he looked in her direction, but she had never spoken about it out loud.
"You know Dean was so adamant about coming even though he knew he shouldn't he was so sure he had to be the one to stop you looks like he was right" Max turned her attention away from Dean and looked over at Sam she rolled her eyes slightly when she saw the knowing look in his eyes.
"Something happened didn't it?" Sam questioned and by the flush of her cheeks he knew the answer. Max closed her eyes slightly the memory of the clearing filtering to the surface, the way he had cupped the side of her cheek his other hand pulling her closer to him, the way his tongue had traced her bottom lip.
"A dudes out for a while and his brothers already trying to muscle his way in" Max's eyes snapped open and she looked over at Dean whose eyes were open and looking at her a slight mischievous glint to them. She suppressed the urge to hit him or yell at him for being so stupid and the only thing that was stopping her was the pained expression her had worn when he told her he was there to stop her making a mistake.
"Didn't you know she preferred tall dark and handsome to remotely tall remotely handsome and an ass" Sam joked a small relived smile spreading across his face when he realized he wasn't about to fall out of the land of the living again.
He shifted his gaze over to Max and realized that she hadn't taken her eyes of his brother since he had awoken, he smiled to himself slightly he could have so much fun with this. He cleared his throat slightly and Dean diverted his gaze.
"Whatever you say bitch" This time Sam smiled properly, he knew that was the closest he was ever going to get to im fine, I love you now stop worrying. He smiled again and gave Dean a look that said we're going to talk later and no excuses and he almost laughed when he saw the pained expression cross his brother's face.
"Jerk" Sam replied before excusing himself from the room knowing all to well that there was some serious issues to be sorted out between Dean and Max.
He closed the door softly behind him and nearly walked head on into Jo who was looking all to pissed, he raised his brow slightly and she came to a stop before muttering a quick apology before she tired to get passed him. Sam sighed him and Jo had never really talked and as far as he knew she was a little brat who thought hunting was something cool, he bit the inside of his mouth and sighed, he had to do something and he serious lecture head on and if he couldn't lecture Dean then he had to lecture someone and it looked like Jo needed it.
"Jo wait" The blonde headed women came to a stop and she turned on the spot her eyes flicking over to Sam. Her eyes themselves were slightly puffy and it was obvious she had been crying, Sam sighed again his demeanor softening slightly.
"Are you ok?" she lifted her hands before dropping them to her sides and an audible sigh escaped her lips, before she slowly shook her head. Sam nodded his head and smiled in her direction.
"How bout we get some coffee and have a talk" Jo bit the inside of her mouth before agreeing.
Dean attempted to sit himself up but the pain in his side caused him to groan in pain slightly, he sighed in annoyance and allowed himself to sag back down on the pillows. He heated this, hated not being able to do anything hated the feeling of being useless.
"Here" Max whispered softly her hands cupping the underside of his arms; Dean inhaled her scent and smiled before allowing her to help him into a sitting position that was comfortable for him.
"You good?" She questioned and Dean nodded his head in reply.
"Im good" Max smiled before she pulled back so she could re seat herself in the chair, she was cursing Sam for slipping out she had hardly realized he had left the chair when she had seen him shutting the door behind him.
Dean caught her arm into his own stopping her from moving she looked down at his hand that was covering her arm and felt electricity shoot through her body, this wasn't supposed to happen, she was meant to kill the demon or die trying, she wasn't meant to fall in love.
She relented against the pressure on her arm and seated herself on the bed her eyes wondering down to his face.
Dean felt her relent under his touch and he smiled to himself he may feel like shit and every part of his body was killing him but there was something about her that just made al that go away. He knew Sam wanted answers he hadn't actually given him any and he knew he was going to have to give them soon, but he was thankful Sam had left the questioning for another time, but Dean also knew he wasn't going to get away with bullshit now either, stupid little brothers.
"You scared the crap out of me" She whispered so softly that Dean had to strain his hearing to pick up what she had said, but when he did he felt his heart shatter, he had never heard her sound so broken and afraid as she did in that moment.
He brought his hand up from the position on the quilt and laced his fingers with hers she looked down and he could tell she was fighting with every fiber in her body not to cry, he could see the vein working in her neck, the way her eyes glistened ever so slightly and he thought it was odd, he shouldn't know her as well as he did, he shouldn't be able to tell by a little tell tale sign what she was feeling, but he could and he felt it oddly gratifying.
He squeezed her hand slightly letting her know that he was there and that he was ok, ever since he had kissed her in the clearing she had been on his mind well that moment had been on his mind, he had never felt a connection as strong as it had been that moment. And he knew she felt the same had seen it in her eyes.
"You could have gotten yourself killed" She whispered louder this time her voice becoming slightly shriller, and Dean raised his brow in shock he knew she cared but he didn't know she cared that much, he could see the fear written all over her face could feel her hand trembling beneath his own.
"But I didn't" He replied firmly bringing her hand up to his lip and he pressed a small kiss there to prove his point. Max shook her head wildly almost franticly her eyes seeking out his own.
"You shouldn't have been there, I could have lost you, I can't do that I cant lose you, ive lost to much, I cant do this Dean I cant" She finished a tear leaking from the corner of her eye and she scrunched her eyes shut.
"I lost you once I thought you were gone and it killed me, god I vouched for him Dean and it could have gotten you killed" Max finished as more tears freely fell from her eyes. Dean raised his brow slightly his brow hitching in his throat, this was the first time he had seen her cry freely and he felt slightly honored that she trusted him enough and also slightly put out he never did know how to deal with emotional people, mainly because he had been detached from his own for so long.
"You couldn't have known" He replied leaving know room for argument, his voice and eyes showed how serious he was and that he meant what he said.
"I should have" She replied her eyes locking with his,
"No ok you don't get to do that you don't get to blame yourself, he had us all fooled ok so don't you dare blame yourself for what he did ok"
Max lowered her gaze not quite able to meet his gaze any more because she knew he knew that she was doing more then blame herself. Dean sighed slightly and lifted her chin with his hand. Max reluctantly looked up at him and sighed slowly when he wiped away a tear with his thumb.
"Ok" He repeated with more conviction then before.
"Ok" Max allowed a small smile to fall across her face; Dean returned the favor and his hand dropped from the side of her face. She quirked her brow slightly and watched as he spread his arm and shifted his weight so there was room for another person in the bed. Max heisted slightly not wanting to hurt him before she settled herself at his side her head lying on his chest softly. His hand wrapped around her waist and pulled her closer to him.
"Dean this is only the beginning isn't it?" Dean closed his eyes and nodded his head slowly. Tristan had shown him everything everything that the demon had planned all the death and carnage, but he had never betted on him living so maybe maybe they had a chance.
"Yea, yea it is"