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Breanna's eyes tried to open but the bright lights all around her caused her eyes to slam shut again. After sitting there for a minute with her eyes closed she felt pressure on her leg making her eyes open to investigate. Once adjusted to the light she realized she was in a hospital bed, and the pressure on her leg was Dean's head asleep on her. She smiled down at him, he looked so peaceful.

She went to sit up and she felt a severe headache building, making her move her arm to the back of her head. Before it made it there a pain shot through it. She looked and found a big bandage on her arm, slightly bloodied. That's when all the memories flooded her. The guy at the bar, running to her car, calling Dean but getting Sam, making it home and talking to Dean, the guy in her house.. The guy actually being a vampire. The blood. All the blood from her arm, then it being splattered all over her.

She felt Dean stirring a little, moving her other arm to his head. She ran her hand through his hair, he smiled a little but it was short lived. He shot up and looked at her with a serious look on his face.

"Breanna! You're awake." His voice was a mixture of happiness and guilt.

She didn't say anything she just smiled at him for a second before trying to readjust herself again into a sitting position. Trying to ignore the pain in her head didn't work and she just groaned as she resumed her original place on the bed.

"Here let me help you.." Dean was by her side immediately, pressing the button on the bed allowing her to sit up a little.

"Thank you." She added quietly.

Dean went to back away from her again but she grabbed his hand giving him a reassuring smile. He attempted to smile back.

"I'm so sorry.." Dean started but was interrupted.

"Wonderful, you're awake." A doctor made her way in.

Dean tried to pull away but Breanna wasn't haven't it, his hand in hers was the only thing keeping her calm at the moment.

The doctor came to the opposite side of the bed and placed her hand on Breanna's shoulder.

"I bet you are confused.. You've had a concussion, and you have been out for a couple of days. You lost a lot of blood, from the cut on your arm. As of now you are completely stable and the only reason you have been unconscious is because you body was needing to recuperate. You are lucky this young man found you when you did. Hopefully they catch the mugger that did this to you." The doctor patted the shoulder her hand had been resting on. "Are you having any memory loss?"

"No.. or I don't think so." Breanna answered honestly.

"That's what we want to here. I will have someone come in after a while to run a few tests just to ensure you are fine and don't have any long term effects from the concussion. We will have to determine that you are 100 percent back to normal before you are allowed to leave. Do you have any questions for me at the moment?"

"No ma'am. At least not for now." Breanna allowed her eyes to meet with the sweet doctors for a moment trying to give a reassuring smile.

"If you do, don't be afraid to ask me or a nurse, alright? Now that you are awake I'm sure you are feeling a little bit of pain. I'll prescribe something for that, a nurse will be in here shortly to give you something. But besides that, just try to take it easy and you'll be home in no time." The doctor finished with a genuine smile. Breanna just shook her head, showing she understood.

"Alright, I'll be back after a while." And with that the doctor left.

She turned to Dean, "A mugger?"

Dean's free hand ran through his hair, his beautiful green eyes looking everywhere but her face.

"I told them you had called me about someone following you and when I showed up and the guy cut you..," indicating to her arm. "And then he hit you in the head with something.. that's how you got the knows if they bought it, but they didn't ask too many questions." Dean said reassuringly.

A small, "Oh.." was all she managed to say. She had so many question for him, but she didn't know where to start. She didn't even really want to know. She closed her eyes maybe hoping she could just wipe all the memories away, just got back to normal life. Where she had amazing sex with Dean and they had a casual relationship. Not where she finds out things like vampires are real and to top it all off apparently her boyfriend and his brother know how to kill them. She felt sick to her stomach.

Dean was watching her face the entire time her eyes were closed. He could tell she was contemplating something, she must be so confused. Dean's hand went up to trace the now healing cut on her pale cheek. Her eyes opened, meeting his for the first time since he initially woke up. Neither of them said anything. She could tell he felt guilty for what happened, she hoped he knew that she didn't blame him. He saved her! Well him and Sam, but if he wouldn't have came when he did who knows.

Breanna pulled her hand from his finally and used her fingers to brush over his lips. Dean's eyes closed for just a second, enjoying her soft fingers on his lips. Her hand moved to the back of his head and she pulled his lips to hers. The kiss was sweet, and passionate. Them each hoping their feelings were being conveyed into the kiss. Before too much longer tongues were added and the kiss grew intense. Dean's hands where running through her hair, down her neck, stopped right before her breasts on her chest. Breanna forgot all about her headache. Desire for Dean was all she felt, her hand worked it's way up under his shirt rubbing all over his hard body. She arched her back letting him know it was okay to continue. He groaned into her mouth as he kneaded one of her perky mounds only the hospital gown between their flesh.

"Wow, Dean.. really?"

Both of their eyes shot to the doorway to see a smirking Sam.

Breanna looked at Dean noticing that somehow he had moved on top of her in the bed. Dean locked eyes with her before grunting and standing up, slightly adjusting his pants hoping to hide the erection she had given him.

She turned a little red and giggled hoping to lighten to mood a little.

"Well at least you are awake and I didn't just walk in to find my brother molesting your sleeping body." Sam let out a small chuckle, Dean's eyes squinting in anger at his little brother.

"I'm glad you're awake.. and feeling better Bree." Sam came and places a sincere hug on her. She hugged back and squeezed maybe a little too much. She was just so thankful for him killing Viktor before he did anymore damage to her.

"Okay, that's enough." Dean said while pulling Sam from her. Both of them laughed at Dean's reaction to their lengthy hug.

"I'm just really thankful for.. you know. Thankful for both of you, is all." She hoped the explanation was enough.

Sam just shook his head understanding what she meant. She looked at Dean whose eyes were playing the same game looking everywhere but to her and she sighed. She reached out for Dean's hand, finally getting his attention. She squeezed it reassuringly, but he still looked guilty.

"Dean.. I don't blame you for what happened. Either of you.. I may not fully understand what happened. I do know that you two showed up and saved me. We can talk about everything else later. But you really need to lighten up, love." She hoped joking with him would help. And it got at least a little smile from him.

"Well he seemed okay when he was on top of you earlier, so I think he'll be fine." Sam laughed as he patted Dean's shoulder.

Breanna's face turned red again in embarrassment from him walking in but she laughed knowing it must have been unexpected for Sam. Seeing that Dean just shot a look to Sam.

"Your brother just so happens to be the best medicine for me at the moment. He was just doing what I wanted him too. Well, until you interrupted." She winking at Sam.

Dean finally let a big smile out, "You heard that Sammy? I was just doing what the lady wanted, I'm a gentleman."

All of them laughed briefly before Breanna let out a yawn. It didn't go unnoticed by the boys.

"I was just coming by to see how things were going, I'll let you rest. I'm glad you're okay." Sam said sweetly. He came and gave her one more small hug before telling Dean to let him know if they needed anything and he left.

Dean looked at her, "I guess I'll go too. So you can rest."

"Don't go.." Breanna didn't want to be without him, not yet. She had missed him so much while he was gone. And after these events the thought of being without him made her really not want to be alone.

"I just need some caffeine, I'm really not sleepy. Maybe you could go get us some coffee?"

"Of course, anything for you sweet cheeks." He threw her a heart melting smile and a small sweet kiss. "I'll be right back."

Dean left the room, allowing Breanna to think for a bit. Her eyes closed thinking about the events before, hoping she could keep them out of her head for the most part.

"Bree baby! I came as soon as I saw the paper."

Breanna's eyes dart to the door to see the only thing that could make her feel even worse, Derek.

Through gritted teeth, "What are you doing here?"

Derek took this as an invitation in, flowers in hand makes his way over to her. Ignoring her question, "Oh my god, are you okay? How did this happen? I saw you were mugged after work! In the paper didn't say if you were recovering or what, so I came as soon as I finished reading."

"And just happened to stumble upon flowers on the way?" Sarcasm dripping from her lips. "Well, I'm fine and it's time for you to go. Luckily I'm not on my game and I don't feel like doing this with you right now."

"I can't just leave you here alone, you need someone to take care of you."

That was all it took, the headache and everything else dragging her mind down made her erupt. She couldn't stand being around him one more second, ever again.

"Derek.. I am not alone, I have someone who treats me better than you have ever treated me. I don't need you to take care of me! I don't need you to act like you give two shits about me! I don't need to see your pathetic fucking face ever again! Do you understand? You need to leave right now. Leave this town, I never want to see you again. And I mean that with everything inside of me!"

Derek stood there, mouth agape at the words he just heard come from her pretty little mouth.

"You know what Breanna? You were always ungrateful, I'm doing everything I can here. I've said I'm sorry and don't kid yourself, sweetheart. I'm the best you will ever have. That.. that guy in the leather jacket and the old car? Seriously.. You two will be over in no time. And you'll come crawling.." Interrupted from his rant.

"Get out!" Breanna yelled tears welling up on her eyes from a mixture of anger and pain as she tried to stand up out of the bed.

"Breanna?" Dean's voice carried from down the hallway and was there behind Derek in no time.

For a moment Dean assessed the situation. Breanna almost in tears and he had heard Derek raising his voice at her from down the hall. Dean sat the two cups of coffee on the counter next to the door. Deciding he's had enough of this guy and he needed to prove more of a point this time. He grabbed Derek by the back of his collar slamming him into the wall next to the door. Dean let go but not before grabbing the front of his shirt becoming face to face with this man. Once he stared him down for a second Dean broke his eyes away from him to check on Breanna.

"You okay, baby?" He sounded so worried about her.

Derek huffed a little at him referring to Breanna as baby. Making Dean quickly return his attention to the intruder. His grip tightened and Derek's eyes grew in fear.

"I guess you didn't get the idea good enough the last time. So it looks like I have to get my point across a little bit clearer this time." Dean raised his fist that had been clenched at his side this whole time.

"Dean, don't!" Breanna didn't want anymore trouble and she knew him hitting Derek would cause a problem they didn't need.

Dean let go of Derek, his intense stare never leaving him still. "You better go, she saved her ass. If I see you again.. Ever again you won't be so lucky."

Derek adjusted his shirt and looked towards Breanna again. Her eyes were straight ahead, she was just ready for this to be over with for good. Derek looked at Dean again who was standing protectively between them.

With a formulated laugh, "Whatever.. you aren't worth all of this anyway. You two will make a perfect couple." Derek shook his head and threw the flowers in a near by trash can. Defeated, he left just as quickly as he arrived.

Dean was at her side briskly, taking her hand in his. He wasn't quite sure what to say, he would have much rather pummeled the guy then to let him leave unscathed. She had been through enough and she seemed to not what that to happen so he did as she wished. Didn't mean he had to like it though.

"We heard some commotion, is everything alright?" Luckily a sweet looking older nurse stuck her head in the room allowing him to not have to say anything at the moment.

Breanna shook her head, "Yes.. I'm sorry. I just didn't expect that man who just left to show up.. I'm sorry." Feeling embarrassed by the scene everyone must have heard.

"Oh, it's nothing to worry about. Believe me, we see much worse." Trying to make her feel better.

Breanna laughed, "Do you know when I'm getting that pain medicine?" Lightening the mood.

"Well that's why I'm here, darling!" She laughed and entered the room.

Dean backed away and went to grab the coffees he had gotten for them. Once the nurse was all finished and Breanna had some pain medication in her the nurse told Breanna to rest and left the room. Feeling almost immediate effects from the medicine, she smiled at the pressure relief. Her eyes drifting the room looking for Dean, and she found him leaning against the wall still holding their coffees.

"Thanks for not beating Derek's ass, although I would have thoroughly enjoyed it. I feel like a hospital isn't the best setting for a fight." She smiled and winked at him.

Dean let out a deep, sexy laugh on his way to her. He handed her the coffee, "Yeah I guess you are probably right."

He watched her take a big sip of her coffee, eyes closing as the warm liquid made it's way down. She felt so much better already. Her eyes opened, meeting his emerald ones that were full of so much anguish. She noticed the look on his face didn't match his eyes. She knew he was trying to put on a happy face for her. He still felt guilty and thought it would be best to push as much as she could from her mind for now. Just enjoy this man, her man. She wanted nothing more than to him just stop feeling guilty. For them to start heading in the right direction to get to where they were before. So she scooted over allowing room for him in her bed then patted next to her.

"You sure?" Dean still wasn't sure how she was being so calm about everything that had happened. The thing that just happened with Derek escaping his mind. Thinking back to her being tied to that chair, blood dripping for her arm profusely. Maybe he should have just been honest with her earlier and it would have saved them from this mess.

"Positive." She smiled at him with adoration in her eyes.

He sat beside her, leaning back slowly as she leaned across him sitting her coffee down on the tray next to her. Her head rested on his chest, fingers ran over him as soon as she nestled herself into the warm, strong body laying next to her. She was just tracing imaginary lines over his muscular stomach and chest. "I missed you." She didn't even mean to let the words out.

"I missed you too, baby. "