Chapter 6
I paced nervously in my room at the bunker. I had promised Balthazar before I left that I would have 'the talk' with Dean as soon as he got back, and, well, he was due back anytime now, and I couldn't get my breathing or my heart rate to settle down. I heard a door in the distance, and the sounds of talking. Breathe, I told myself, just breathe. I walked out towards the common area and tried to smile at both of them, just pretend it is all okay I told myself. We chatted aimlessly for a bit, mostly about the hunt and random crap.
Dean began heading towards his room, bag over his shoulder, and I followed closely behind. He opened the door to his room and gave me a questioning look. "Can I come in? Dean, I… I need to talk to you about something." He shrugged. "Ya, sure, be my guest." He walked inside and tossed his bag in the corner, and frowned slightly as I shut the door behind us. Crap, I thought, I don't know, think about Balthazar and pancakes…
"Yo, princess, you alright?" He sat on the bed and rubbed his eyes. "What did you need to talk about?" I sighed and sat on the bed next to him. "Dean, have you… have you ever, uhm…" ugh! I took a deep breath. "Have you ever been in love with someone, I mean really in love with them, so much that they are always the first thing on your mind when you get up and go to sleep?" I looked at him and his mouth was open slightly, kind of like he was in shock maybe? "Dean? You okay?"
He got up off the bed quickly and ran his hands through his hair. "Wow! Look princess, I get it. You think you're in love, but I'm pretty sure you're too young to even know what real love is." I huffed. "Believe me Dean, what I am feeling is not 'a phase' and I am definitely old enough to know what love is. I just, I need you to understand what I'm feeling is real. It will make what I have to say next a lot easier on both of us." He took a step back and put his hand out. "Look, I already know what you are going to say next, and… crap! You're a pretty girl, and any guy would be lucky to have you. I just think you are too young and naïve to really be in love."
It took my brain a second, then it hit me. Shit. He thought I meant him. Oh, crap…
Dean cleared his throat. "I really am not trying to hurt your feelings here. I think you'd be better off with someone else."
My mind suddenly clicked into place and went into overdrive. I'm a woman, I can lie to men and make them believe anything. I jumped up off the bed. "Fine! If that's really how you feel, then I am so out of here! If you need me, I'll be…" wait for it I told myself… "I'll be with Balthazar! He genuinely likes me!" I huffed and stormed out, opening my phone as I ran to my room. I locked the door and began to text quickly.
B, told Dean, please come get me before shit hits the fan. 3
I didn't even get a response before I felt a dizzy pulling feeling, and I was back in Balthazar's kitchen. I threw my arms around him and pressed my face into his chest. "Bal, I need a drink. Or several." He placed soft kisses in my hair. "Perhaps I should just bring the whole bottle then?" I nodded. Yup, definitely the whole bottle I thought.
We sat on his couch, curled up under a blanket, my head resting on his shoulder. "You're sure you aren't mad? I mean, I tried to tell Dean, but I swear the guy is so full of himself at times." Balthazar pressed a kiss on my head. "It's a bit unconventional, but I do enjoy the thought of him thinking he drove you into my waiting arms." I sighed and snuggled closer, feeling content and safe. I looked up into his eyes and gently stroked his face. "I don't suppose you have any idea how much you mean to me?" He leaned down, placing a chaste kiss on my lips. "You know love, I might have a bit of an idea, but maybe you'd like to spend the night and remind me again?" I giggled. "I am sure I could jog your memory for you."
I slid my fingers into his hair and gently kissed him, enjoying the feel of his body pressed to mine. I was about to slide onto his lap when I heard a gunshot behind me. I yelped and turned around, and I shit you not, what the crap, Dean was standing there, gun in hand.
"Get your slimy hands off her Balthazar, or else!" Dean screamed at him. Balthazar laughed. "Really, you hairless ape, you think you are going to take the woman I love away from me just like that?" Dean scowled. "Love? You? You are the last angel on the planet that I'd believe loved anyone but themselves!" He leveled the gun at Balthazar.
I saw Balthazar draw his blade just as I saw Sammy coming in from behind him. I screamed NO as I lunged off the couch and heard a gunshot. I felt pain explode in my gut, and was suddenly falling to the floor, darkness circling and the last thing I saw was blue eyes, before the darkness claimed me.