Dean smiled at the man and held out his hand, shielding his jealousy from both Anna and the man Rich.

"Rich, this is Dean, my…." She struggled to find a word that fit what Dean was.

"Her fiancée." Dean finished and was surprised.

Anna flipped around to face him, a look of pure surprise covering her features, Dean nudged her so that she looked back at the other man.

"Fiancée?" Rich said incredulously "When?" He was looking at Anna.

"Two days ago." Dean answered.

"Wow, someone's been busy!" he said and enveloped her in a hug.

Anna blushed and elbowed Dean briefly in the ribs, he didn't move but then looked to Sam, noting the confused expression on his face, he shook his head and mouthed 'I'll tell you later.' Sam nodded his assent and went on with his introductions, Sam held out his hand as well.

"Sam and Dean, I would like you to meet…"

"Richard Dennison." He said

"Yes, he's one of my coworkers and practically my partner."

"Almost, not quiet legal yet." He said laughing.

"Soon, though, soon."

"Well, I should let you get back to your shopping, but please, let me throw you an engagement party, I'll get Vera and Martha in on it as well."

"Nobody else really knows yet." She said and blushed again.

"They will soon."

Anna rolled her eyes and said her good-byes to Rich, when he was out of sight Dean leaned over and whispered in her ear.

"Who's he?"

"Coworker, told you that already."

"Should I be jealous?"

"Of Course not, I'm not his type."

Dean looked at her questioningly, Anna gave nothing away and kept walking, Sam and Dean flanking her.

"We need Lavender Oil, Sandalwood incense, Scrap of human…. What?!" she cried.

"What?" he said

"Scrap of human flesh?"

"Yes, blood and flesh makes the spell stronger."

"Okay…." She said looking away "Charcoal, rock salt, brick dust."

"Brick dust?" Sam asked.

"Hoodoo, supposed to repel spirits or people who mean to do you wrong, or hurt you, but it only works if you believe in it."

Sam fell silent. "Sam?" Anna asked.

"Yes?"

"Are you okay?"

"Yea, fine." He replied curtly.

Back at the House
5:30p.m.

Anna, Sam and Dean had returned to the house sometime later placinglarge grocery bags on the counter. Dean felt good, incredibly good,he had done a normal thing that he usually would never have, it feltso… normal. So this is how Sam felt, Dean thought, no wonder he hadn't wanted to come with me. Dean instantly felt guilty and was angry at himself for bringing his baby brother in this whole mess with Dad and the Demon, it wasn't fair to him, and certainly not to himself. He shook it off and helped Anna with the grocery's, putting away the food and then turning to the other ingredients.
Before him sat lavender oil, incense, charcoal, a sheer black cloth
and various other things they needed.

"Where do you want these?"

"The barn, we have a special place for these."

Dean followed her out onto the deck and then across the drive to the barn/garage, the barn was red with black trim and stood tall, it wasn't very large but was perfect for what they needed. It had been gutted some years ago to make way for a garage for Brian and Anna's
cars.

"Under that wood plank." She said, pointing at a small black iron ring.

Dean pulled the ring up and a large portion of a wood door came up with it, the hinges creaked and groaned in protest. A set of stairs sat the bottom of the 6 ft hole, Dean immediately followed Anna down into the hole and saw her turn on a small gaslight at the start of the tunnel. Not far into the tunnel, Anna stopped and turned to face him, taking the small bag out of his hand and dropping it on the soft dirt ground. Light flashed over her features, highlighting the desire and
passion that glimmered in her moss green eyes, Dean stared at her for long moments.
It was Anna who first reacted, reaching forward with long arms to wrap around his neck and pull him close to her, pressing his lips intimately against hers. Dean's body came to a painful awareness of her body pressing against his, he kissed her back but held himself in check and he didn't want to hurt her when he had just gotten her trust again. After a while Dean could tell that she was methodically tearing down that resolve, he found it harder and harder to control the
flaming desire inside him.
Anna wasn't doing much better, she had purposely led him down her after the grocery store so that she could kiss him, her body was boiling with passion and lust, she could barely breathe. Long moments passed with just their lips touching, but Anna became restless and began to pull his shirt off, breaking the kiss only when she had to. Her hands found his chest and began to tug at the soft brown hairs that arrowed down into the waistband of his low rider jeans, he moaned and ravaged her mouth, forcing his tongue between her pinked lips.
Dean wove his fingers into the thick mass of curling auburn hair, bringing her closer to him, his free hand moved down between their bodies and gripped the front of her button down red shirt. He fumbled with the buttons for what seemed like hours before using his other hand to wrap around the other lapel and yank the shirt open, tiny pings of buttons flying everywhere barely registered. His hands closed over her red lace clad breasts and Anna moaned, Dean backed her up against a wall and kissed her, gripping her jean clad legs and wrapping them around his waist.

"Dean…" she moaned and moved closer to him "this really isn't a good idea."

"Slim, you started it."

Anna couldn't hear what he was saying for his hands were now around her back, pulling at the clasps of her bra, a breathe of frustration snorted out of him and he finally pulled away from her, long enough to rip the bra from her body and fling it into the darkness. His hands were searingly hot against her cooler flesh, they closed around her nipples and kneaded gently, shoots of pleasure rushed through her and lodged between her thighs. Stars flashed behind her eyes and her hands reached for the waistband of his jeans, she felt one his hands grip her wrist.

"Slim, you do that and I won't be able to stop." He moaned.

"Dean…" she said seductively.

His hand yanked her wrist up above her head, then his other hand gripped the other wrist and forced that one above her head as well, his thrust his hips forward so that she wouldn't fall. His mouth
descended on her breast, taking the entire nipple into his hot mouth, she felt the wetness of his mouth on her breast, sucking lightly but gathering so much sensation in her lower body.

"Please, Dean." She said.

Dean had pity on her and captured both of her wrists in one hand, then reached down to her waist and slipped the button through the hole then yanked the zipper of her jeans down. They slid down her thighs and over her calves then pooled on the ground at their feet, next came her matching red lace panties which followed. His hips thrust up against her again, the roughness of his faded jeans a stimulant against her bare inner thighs, his hand slid down her stomach and slid
between her thighs, touching her clit.

Anna screamed and bucked against him, pleasure sliding through her, gently his hands worked the soft button of flesh, a restlessness gathered there and she felt her climax coming.

"Please!" she screamed, his hand slapped over her mouth.

"Shhhh." He said.

Anna closed her eyes and relished in the feelings that rolled through her, her hands still over her head she laid her head against the dirt wall, incomplete in her pleasure.

"Dean…" she whispered behind his hand.

Dean undid his jeans and pulled the zipper down, pushing them over his hips a little but not all the way, his erection was hot and throbbing, he pulled it out impatiently and placed it under her, the tip just touching her pouty vulva.

"How bad do you want his?" he asked her.

"Please, don't make me wait."

"How much?" he asked again.

"Dean, please, I want it, Now!" she said.

"There will be no other man, or men."

"Yes, Dean."

"Ever."

"Yes, Dean."

Her response was like a douse of water on the flame of his jealousy, it didn't put it out though, he still felt the remnants of envy boiling through him. With a long, smooth thrust he buried himself inside her, she arched and threw her head back against the wall, her long silky smooth body pressed against him, the beginnings of her climax moving over him. Dean pulled back and then thrust back into her, a contrasting beauty of his hardness to her softness, his masculine to her feminine. She's mine, Dean thought in his head, She's mine and no one can take that away. Again, Dean reached up and captured a wrist in each hand, keeping them captive over her head as he relentlessly thrust into her and then pulled back out. Finally his climax came upon him, completion trickled through him as he thrust harder into her body, once, twice, three times before releasing his seed into her body. For long moments that leaned against the wall, prostrate and unable to move.

"No other men." He said again. "Ever."

"Yes…" she whispered back to him.

Dean and Anna returned to the house about half an hour later, still limp and flushed from sexual desire, Dean sat in a chair across from Sam, no one had yet to come home from work or day care, so the house was quiet. Anna was bustling around the kitchen, finishing her chores and putting away the grocerys they had missed, Dean thought about what he had said at the grocery store to her friend… Ted? Ben? Rich, that's right. He had said that they were engaged.

"I have to go somewhere for a few hours, can you make sure Anna doesn't get into trouble?"

"Where are you going?"

"Just to finish some business."

"Business?" Sam asked, a look of confusion on his face.

"Yea."

Sam didn't speak, merely nodded and went back to typing on his laptop, on the screen was what looked like a moon schedule and a demonic summoning ritual spell, Dean smiled and shook his head.

"Would you guys like anything to drink?" she asked

"No, I'm actually going out for a little bit." Dean said.

"Nothing for me either."

"Where are you going?"

"Just around, catch up on some local legends."

"Oh, ok."

It was a lie but he didn't think God would mind for the most part, considering that he hadn't really cared about Dean before, it was time to make some arrangements and Dean wanted to get it done so that Anna couldn't find her way out of it, no matter what she wanted. Dean stood up and straightened his jeans around his hips, watching Anna's eyes lower to the slight bulge in his pants, he had just been with her and he couldn't wait until the next time they would be together, until then it was going to be very painful for poor little Dean.

He walked out of the room and moved to the back porch, a few moments later Anna heard him drive out of the gravel driveway, her body was already thrumming with desire. How can that be? She asked herself. I was just with him to relieve it and now I want him all over again.

"So, Sam." She heard herself say, it sounds lame to her ears.

"So, Anna." He replied, not looking up.

"I'm going to go upstairs."

"Ok." He said

Sam looked at where Anna had stood, the anger was getting out of control, he felt anger that Dean was going to leave him with her, that Anna was leaving him alone with himself, it was strange. Malicious thoughts skittered through his head, his vision went red and hazy. Sam stood up, hoping to dispel the strange feelings but suddenly he felt dizzy and lightheaded, his heart was pounding rhythmically against his chest but it suddenly seemed too loud and the colors were too bright. Sam blacked out.

TBC!!!!!!

How am I doing with this so far? Good plot????