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6

Dean's POV

Walking was harder than I thought it was going to be. Every time I moved my back shrieked at me to stop. But I kept going. I wasn't about to be slowed down by a few little cuts. Okay so maybe they were a lot of little cuts. They hurt like hell, but I wasn't the kind of guy who showed his feelings. But when I stumbled over a curb and Lauren caught my arm, lurching me forward and bending my back, I screamed.

"GAH! Oh, sonuvabitch!"

"Calm down. Calm down it's alright." Lauren said.

"I'm gonna kill that bitch." I said through gritted teeth. "God I swear I will if it's the last thing I effing do."

"If you keep this up it will be the last thing you ever do. She hears us we're screwed, and not in the good way either." She added. I laughed, despite the white hot pain shooting through my back.

"C'mon." I said. "We gotta keep going." She draped my arm over her damp shoulder and hoisted me up. I was cold and hurt, but at least I was in good company. We started walking back toward the front, well, okay, she walked I kind've hobbled.

"They better have a first aid kit up there. Cause the last thing I want to do after this hunt is take you to the hospital." She said, voice strained.

"If I'm too heavy let me walk." I said. She shook her head.

"You can't walk right now you'll kill yourself." She retorted.

"No I won't." I said stubbornly. I wasn't so sure I was right, but hell it was worth a try.

"Fine." She said. We stopped and she slid out from under me. I braced myself for my weight. I was a little heavier than I anticipated but I stood. My back felt like it was going to burst...and I was freezing. I tried walking, and to both of our surprises I could, with agonizing pain involved. I didn't let it show and I kept going.

"Are you comin' or what?" I asked. She nodded, in slight disbelief. She followed me.

I could already see the main office, it made me walk faster, though my body screeched at me not to. I wanted more than ever to just sit down. Or stop walking. I wouldn't let it show that I did. I had this thing with people knowing how I felt. It made me feel weak, and I hated that.

The wind picked up and I shivered slightly. That's another thing the main office offered. Warmth. It was going smoothly, like velvety smooth when something knocked me down. I fell on my stomach with nothing to break my fall except asphalt.

"Oh my god!" Lauren yelled. She ran over and kneeled down next to me. "I told you to let me help you." she said. I shook my head.

"No, that wasn't me." I said. "She found us." Her eyes grew and she looked up.

"Hi Dean." Cleo said darkly. "Time for you and I to have a little quality time together." Suddenly Lauren flew backwards and landed about a hundred yards away. I pushed myself up, grunting as I did so.

"Look bitch I don't know who the hell you think you are-" Before I could finish I was on the ground again, only this time, she was on top of me. I felt gashes on my back burst. "GAHHHN! YOU BITCH!" I screamed. Her fingers trailed up my chest.

"You are a lot prettier than the other guys." She said softly. I tried moving but she was usin' her supernatural mojo and I couldn't. She leaned down and firmly kissed me. I bit her lip as hard as I could.

"AHH!" She screamed and sat up, blood dripping from her mouth.

"What kind of ghost are you?" I asked. Her answer was a slap across the face. She placed her hand on a nasty purple bruise on my shoulder and pushed.

"That wasn't very nice." She mocked.

"MMnn!" I bit down on my own lip.

"You're mine now. And no one's going to save you."

Lauren's POV

I opened my eyes yet again with a throbbing headache. On top of that it was raining. I looked around and saw no one. No Dean. No Cleo.

"DEAN!" I yelled. "DEAN! C'MON BABY TALK TO ME!" I looked around. "Dean PLEASE!" This time I got a grunt in response. I turned and saw Dean lying in the grass a few yards away. I ran over and bent down next to him.

"Mnnn." He moaned. His face was cut and bruised. His chest was covered with thin red slashes that trickled down into the wet grass, mixing with rain water as it did so. I pushed on different bruises to see if anything was broken. Thank god there wasn't. His eyes fluttered open and he tried to sit up. I pushed him back down lightly.

"Oh no no no. Not this time baby." I said.

"I'm alright." He slurred. "Let's just get to the office okay?" I rolled my eyes.

"I told you I don't like macho fasods." I said. He shrugged and sat up, flexing his jaw to hide his pain.

"Les jus go m'kay?" He said. I sighed and helped him up. We were only a few meters away from the building. He walked by himself but still needed to rest on me when his legs gave out.

We finally reached it. I opened the door after I busted the lock and let him go in first. He had been leaning on the wall, expression blank. We both were re-soaked and cold. I fumbled in the dark for a lightswitch. I found one and flicked it on. I looked around and saw a desk a few chairs and a couch. Dean walked over to it and collapsed, a pained expression on his face, eyes closed.

"Dean?" I said. No answer. He's asleep. I told my self. I saw this as an opportune moment. I went over to him and looked at his wounds in the light. He was more hurt than I thought. Not like life-threatening but hurt. I touched a bruise on his shoulder that was nearly black now as gently as I could.

"OHHN!" A pain-soaked scream fell over Dean's lips. His eyes opened and he looked at me almost...ashamed.

"Dean I'm telling you here and now. If you can't at least show me how you feel or feel like you have to hide pain from me then this is not going to work." I said. He looked down. Then he tensed, back arced.

"GAHHHAA!" He screamed.

"Shh, it's okay." I soothed. "It'll be okay." I put my hand under his back as he came back down. Once I did I felt his forehead. "No fever." I sighed.

"Ahss..." He hissed quietly. I softly grazed my hand over his cheek.

"Why didn't you tell me you were this hurt?" I asked. He didn't answer. Somehow he had fallen asleep again. I looked around and saw a blanket lying at the end of the couch. I grabbed it and laid it over his gently trembling body.

"I'll get us out of here." I said. I rubbed his cheek again and he sighed, leaning into my caress. I smiled. He really was handsome.

BANG! The door shook. BANG! I glanced out the small window.

"I know you're in there Dean!"

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