Breanna awoke to a chill running over her body. After looking around she breathed a sigh of relief, Dean had just pulled the blanket off of her a little allowing the cold air hit her bare backside. Once her eyes settled on his face a smile hit her lips. They had spent the entire night fulfilling all their sexual desires that were built up over the past week and a half. Not really being able to help herself she brought her hand to brush his face, but before she even barely touched him his hand shot out grabbing her arm. He just so happened to grab over the bandage allowing a small amount of protection from the now healing cut on her arm. She couldn't help but let a small whimper along with a wince from how forceful he grabbed her. Once his eyes shot open and he realized it was just her, he immediately let go.
"Oh my god, I'm so sorry. Did I hurt you?" Dean began to investigate the wound on her arm, slightly lifting the bandage. Once he saw there didn't seem to be any major issue he gently laid her arm down.
"It's fine, just caught me off guard. Now I know touching your cheek while you're asleep is off limits." Breanna laughed hoping it would make him feel better. But he had a pained look in his face and a clenched jaw, she knew it didn't work.
"Dean seriously, I'm fine." She gave him a smile and leaned forward to give him a reassuring kiss. He kissed her back softly before pulling away. He had a look on his face like he needed to say something, but she knew he wasn't one for bringing up things.
"What's wrong?" She hoped it would be enough to get him going. Dean studied her face for a bit, a look of complete calm and understanding on her beautiful pale face. He just didn't understand how she could be so strong.
"We uh- just haven't talked about what happened the other day.. I just don't get why you haven't asked any questions yet?" He lightly brushed her arm over the bandage before moving to her cheek where the cut that was there is almost completely healed.
"I um, I don't know. I guess I just didn't want to ruin our time together. I knew we would talk about it eventually. And I guess now is as good of a time a ever." She sat up a little, leaning against the wall at the top of the bed. She pulled the blanket up with her, covering her naked body.
"Why don't you start by telling me how you knew how to.. kill him?" She just wasn't sure of what words to use, or what to say. She hoped maybe allowing him to explain himself a little would help.
"Well.." Dean sat up as well, "Sammy and I are hunters."
"Hunters?" Breanna didn't understand how being a hunter meant he knew how to kill a vampire.
"Hunters of the.. supernatural. Our dad was a hunter and he raised us to hunt too. We've spent our entire lives doing this. So I guess to answer your question, we know how to kill a lot of evil bastards."
"So, there are more than just vampires out there?" She watched him as he spoke, he seemed proud of what he did.
Dean was a bit taken back by the question, she didn't even flinch at him saying he kills evil things for a living, she just wanted to know if there was more. "Well, yeah.. Almost all the typical stuff you see in movies or hear in legends are real, like werewolves, spirits, ghosts. Even some you have probably never heard of."
"Hm.." She was thinking intently on what to say next. "And the vampire, Viktor, you killed everyone else at his.." She couldn't remember the word he had used so she looked to Dean in hopes he would understand.
"His nest, yes. We thought we got them all, but as we watched the place we never saw him come or go. We didn't know." Dean's eyes moved to his hands that were fiddling with the blanket. Breanna placed her hand over his making him look up towards her.
"Dean, I don't blame you. At all. Like I've said you and Sam saved me. I'm so thankful you got their when you did." She gave his hand a light squeeze before interlacing her fingers with his.
He brought her hand to his face and lightly brushed a kiss to her hand. She couldn't help but smile at him. She knew that under any other circumstance she would have probably freaked out about everything way worse. But there was something about Dean that calmed her, she just didn't feel the need to freak out about everything.
"So, you don't want to run away and never see me again?" His typical Dean Winchester grin working it's way onto his face.
"It'll take more than one silly vampire to make me leave all of this." She ran her hands over his chest down his stomach and his hand stopped her before it went any further. Her eyes went up to meet his.
"Besides," she started, "I have always felt like there was a huge possibility things go bump in the night so the speak. It makes more sense than there not being anything." She was just being honest with him.
"I want you to know, I will never let anything like that happen to you. Ever again. And I mean that with every ounce of me.. I can promise you that." He said with the utmost sincerity.
She just sat and looked at his face for a while before leaning in and giving him a deep kiss full of understanding. He returned the kiss, knowing this was her way of saying she knew. After a while she heard his stomach grumble. She pulled away from the kiss with a laugh.
"I think somebody is hungry." She patted his stomach, where her hand had been resting throughout the kiss.
Dean wanted to protest but he was starving, so he couldn't fight it. "Might be a good idea to get some energy before we go another round."
"That was delicious." Dean pushed away his second helping of a breakfast casserole Breanna had just made for them.
"Well I wasn't sure if you were just going to finish the entire thing or what." She joked with him.
"Hey, I was starved. How you made something so good out of the stuff we had here I'm beyond surprised."
"That's why I made a casserole.. Kind of can put anything in them. But I'm glad you enjoyed it."
She grabbed his empty plate and placed it in the sink. While he was scarffing down his second helping Breanna started loading some of their dished into the dishwasher after rinsing them all off. She was wrapping up the rest of the casserole to keep it in the fridge for the boys. Before she picked it up she felt Dean's strong arms pick her up and place her on the counter.
"And what are you doing?" Breanna asked with a raised eyebrow.
"There is something about you being all.. domestic that is really turning me on." He answered huskily.
He gave her a kiss on the cheek before working down her neck, softly sucking and licking in between kisses. She felt helpless under his touch, all she could do was lay her head back and enjoy it.
"You made me breakfast," Interrupted by him sucking on her collarbone, "You're doing my dishes," He worked his way across her chest to the opposite side. "I'm just wanting to show you how much I appreciate it." He nipped at her a little rougher on the neck making her slightly moan out louder than she wanted to.
"Come on guys.. Don't you ever stop?" Sam said with an exhausted tone.
Breanna just rested her head on Dean's shoulder, she would normally be embarrassed but she couldn't even count how many times Sam had walked in on them getting started.
"Maybe announce yourself next time there, Sam.." Dean wasn't pleased with his brother, yet again.
"Well how am I suppose to know you two are going another round in the kitchen?! I couldn't get any sleep because you guys were going at it all night long. So I wanted some coffee? Sue me!" Sam was obviously more than annoyed at the moment.
"I'm sorry Sam.. I made coffee already and there is some casserole on the counter. Help yourself." Breanna hoped off her place on the counter and briskly walked by Sam.
She didn't stop to see if Dean was following or not but she made her way into his room and started gathering up her stuff. She could hear Dean's and Sam's muffled voices through the wall. The noise stopped as she was grabbing her things from Dean's bathroom.
"And what are you doing?"
Breanna glanced at the doorway to see Dean leaning up against the door frame.
"I'm getting my stuff." Breanna answered plainly.
"Look if it's because of Sam don't worry about it. He's just moody around his time of the month." Dean laughed at his own joke.
But Breanna acted un phased by what he had said, "No it isn't because of what Sam said. I just feel better about going home now."
"Are you sure? You really don't have to go." Dean wanted to explain how much he enjoyed her being here.
"Really Dean it's fine." She gave him a reassuring smile, "Besides, I don't need to be in the way. This is Sam's home too. He deserves to get sleep and that's just something I can't promise he'll get while I'm here." It was her turn to laugh at herself now.
She walked up to Dean and gave him a small kiss before brushed by him and tossing her things into her bag. With a quick look around the room she sees that she has everything she needs.
"I need to go into town and make sure I still have a job anyway. So I'll call you when I get back home?" Breanna smiled at a uneasy looking Dean.
"Yeah.. sure." Dean mumbled.
"Well okay then." Breanna stood there awkwardly looking at Dean for a moment and when he didn't advance towards her she added, "Can I get a kiss goodbye?" She gave him a small laugh.
"Oh.. oh yeah! Sorry." He made his way to her and gave her a few small kisses on the mouth. She smiled into the last one then pulled away.
"Don't act so sad, I live right next door." She kissed his chin then turned around and let herself out of the house. Leaving a very confused Dean sitting in his room.
Dean shook his head trying to get himself back to normal. He just couldn't believe how fine she was leaving him. Not even a weak earlier she had been attacked by a vampire and she's somehow perfectly fine after a small talk about it. Dean didn't want her to leave for multiple reasons. He didn't want anything to happen to her while he wasn't there to save her. But besides that he didn't want to be apart from her as much as he didn't want to admit it he was falling hard for her. And the fact she could leave so easily left him feeling vulnerable. And he never felt like that so he was conflicted with a few different new emotions all at once. Dean decided maybe a shower would help him feel better about everything. At least get his mind off of everything for a moment.
Breanna was only home long enough to get ready and she was out the door. She had just slightly lied to Dean she wasn't fully ready to go home but she didn't want to cause problems between the Winchesters. She hadn't even given any thought to how they were disturbing Sam all night and she just couldn't be that person. She was embarrassed by Sam hearing their escapades and she just didn't know how much Sam would tolerate. She was so grateful for him taking down Viktor she didn't want to seem like she didn't think it was a huge deal to her.
Once she was in town she stopped by the bar and everyone was just worried about if she was okay or not. She reassured everyone she was fine and if she still had a job she would be back soon. The manager told her to take her time and she was welcome back whenever she was ready. A huge relief for her, because if she would have lost this job she wasn't sure what she would do. After she left she knew she needed to get groceries so she took her time in town. By the time she made it back home it was almost dark out.
She turned her engine off and sighed looking at her house. She wasn't sure if she would ever feel the same about going home. She just didn't feel the same about the quaint little home like she had before. She lost track of how long she sat there just staring into the house. Her thoughts were interrupted by a knock on the window making her scream a little and grab her heart. Once she noticed it was Dean she rolled the window down.
"You scared the hell out of me, Dean" She laughed at her reaction.
"I'm sorry.. I didn't mean to. I just saw you pull up over 15 minutes ago and you've just been sitting here. I wanted to make sure you're okay." Dean had the same worried expression on his face that he had multiple times since she woke up in the hospital.
"I'm-I'm fine. Just lost track of time. She grabbed reached for the handle but before she could open the door Dean had opened it for her. Holding his hand out for her to grab it.
"Thanks." She gave him a small smile before going to the trunk to get the groceries.
"Here let me help." Dean said while grabbing just about all the sack leaving her with just the sack containing the bread. She couldn't help but shake her head. He acted like he was so tough and emotionless all of the time but he was probably one of the most genuine and sweet people she had ever met.
Breanna opened the door and Dean rushed in sitting all the bags on her island in the middle of the kitchen. Without saying anything she started putting up all the groceries in their correct places. Dean just sat on a bar stool surrounding the island and watched her as she methodically put up everything. After putting everything up she turned to look at him. Both of them just looking at one another. Dean was unsure what to say to Breanna. And Breanna wasn't sure what was bothering Dean.
"So.. you want some dinner?" Breanna said finally breaking the silence.
"When do I turn down food?"
She couldn't help but smile at him. Maybe it was all in her head and she was the one making everything weird. So putting all the weird feelings behind her she started on dinner.
They joked and had a good time as she made dinner and Dean "helped" which mainly consisted of him eating the majority of the food before it was finished. She had made bacon burgers with some homemade chips. It was an overall good evening. She enjoyed watching him enjoy her cooking and he enjoyed spending time with her. Dean couldn't believe how great things were. Once they had finished Dean picked up her plate and took it to her dishwasher.
"I wasn't sure if you even knew how to work one of those." She gave him a sly smile.
"Well, of course I can. Just don't tell Sammy."
They both laughed but they were interrupted by a knock at the door. Breanna's face was immediately serious and Dean gave her a reassuring look before he pulled his gun from the back of his pants. She was a little alarmed by him caring a weapon so casually but she didn't let it worry her too much. Assuming it's just part of the job. He put his finger to his lips signing to her to be quiet. She nodded as she watched him work his way to the door. He peeked through the peep hole then turned back to Breanna placing his gun in original place in the back of his jeans.
"It's just Sam." He said casually as he opened the door.
"I'm sorry to interrupt.. but Bobby just called and said he's got a break in our.. case." Breanna overhead Sam say through the door.
"Really? And he's sure?" She saw the demeanor of Dean change almost immediately.
"Well, he's pretty sure. We need to meet up with him then got check it out. As soon as possible." Breanna couldn't see his face but he sounded like it was serious.
Dean tried to speak as quiet as he could, "It's just I don't think she's ready to be left alone yet, Sammy."
"I'll be fine, Dean." She added as she walked up beside him and wrapped one arm around his midsection. "You can't carry my groceries in for me all the time." She joked hoping it would prove she's okay.
He looked at her with a serious expression, "You sure, babe?"
She squeezed his arm reassuringly. "You have something important to do. I can't keep you all to myself when there are people out there you need to save."
Dean just shook his head, no matter how uncomfortable he was about leaving her he knew he had other business to take care of.
"Okay.. You're right." He agreed. "Sam, go grab our stuff I'll meet you at the Impala."
Sam just shook his head and bid farewell to Breanna before doing as Dean said.
"Listen, I'll be back as soon as I can. I promise." He grabbed each of her hands in his before bringing them up to his mouth to give them both a kiss.
"I know you will. And we can text the whole time you're gone. Okay?" She leaned up, closing her eyes with her lips puckered.
He chuckled a little and met her the rest of the way. The kiss started out playful and ended up being a little heated. Once her hands were under his shirt rubbing over his hard body she knew she had to stop before they went too far to return from. She pulled away and smiled at him.
"We'll finish when you get back."
"I'll hold you to that." Dean smirked and kissed her one last time.
He grabbed his jacket from it's place on her coat rack and was out the door. He stopped at the end of the stairs to look back at her one more time. They shared a smile.
"I'll call you in the morning. Sleep tight sweet cheeks."
Once he was out of sight she shut the door and locked it. She wasn't glad to see him go but it was something she had grown accustomed to and now that she knew the truth she knew she would just have to deal with the fact that he had kept people safe and had to leave sometimes. The thought was almost funny to her, she started off having random sex with a mechanic next door and now she was in a relationship, falling for a man who saves people from all things evil. It may take a while to get use to but she knew she would do everything in her power to keep Dean in her life.