Thanks everyone for reviewing! Keep it up! I hope I'm not letting you down with my first AU! It's hard to update both this story and my other one so the chapters might be a little shorter, but you'll get updates more often! Well now Dean's going to wake up and there will be some Jess/Dean bonding time! And so the healing begins...

Dean slowly awoke and his first instinct was to look out from John. He started panting and quickly glanced around the room for any sign of the sick man but the room was unfamiliar to him. Then he felt something warm and familiar at his side and he looked down to see Sam curled up beside him, and arm around him. His breathing eased as he remembered the events of the last day. Sam had saved him...

Jess quickly entered the room from hearing Dean's frantic panting. She saw Dean flinch and scoot closer to Sam at the sight of someone unfamiliar. He didn't know if she was going to hurt him...

Jess vividly remembered Sam crying on her shoulder last night. He had been holding in his tears for Dean, he wanted to be strong for him. But once Dean was deep asleep and Carl had left he completely broke down. He explained to her the dream he had and how he had found Dean in the same position, but had made it there before his father could get there. Jess believed every word. It seemed so unbelievable that Sam's dream was some vision of the future but there was no way Sam was lying to her. He then went on to say how Dean had told him that his father had beaten him, completing the truth of the vision. Sam had sobbed, saying that he should have been there for Dean before. He should have realized that Dean's wounds were constant and didn't match up with his stories. He shouldn't have ditched Dean when he was younger. He should have protected him from this...He cried about how Dean had almost died, how he almost lost his brother forever by the hands of his father, that there was so much he never got to tell Dean...

But Jess assured him there was nothing he could do. That Dean was hiding the beatings from him so well probably because he didn't want the same to happen to Sam, that he wanted to protect his little brother from the harsh truth. Jess told him that it wasn't his fault and that Dean was alive. There would be so much time to tell dean the things Sam wanted to tell him. They would have time to heal Dean, he wasn't dead and that they weren't going to let him die.

Jess looked at the frightened older brother of her boyfriend and felt an intense anger for this horrible father that she never met. She already felt like it was her job to protect him.

"Dean, sweetie. I'm Jess, Sam's girlfriend. I live here too. Don't worry, I'm not going to hurt you, I would never hurt you. Can I come over by you?" She asked in her calmest, gentlest voice.

Dean looked at her. She seemed nice, but it could be a trick. But then he remembered that this was Sam's girlfriend. Sam trusted her and Dean trusted Sam. Sam would pick a nice girl, Dean always knew it. And Sam trusted Jess completely with this whole situation, so Dean nodded. He winced with the pain it brought to his head.

Jess quickly walked over but didn't rush it too much. He bent down beside Dean. "Are you hurting Dean? I can go get you a fresh cup of water that you can take with your medicine."

Dean simply nodded and Jess rushed over to re-fill Dean's cup with fresh water. She held the cup up to Dean and waited until he had a firm grip on it but kept her hands close by in case he dropped it. He took a couple slow sips of water and then Jess handed him his pills that he swallowed with the rest of the water.

Dean handed the cup back to her and lightly cleared his throat. "Th...Thanks..." He quietly whispered to her. It was barley audible, but it proved to Jess that she had made a good start with her relationship with Dean. He was now talking to her and not quivering away. It was a good beginning to their relationship.

"You're welcome sweetie. Do you want me to get your brother up? He sleeps like no other, not to mention his snoring..."

That got a small, shy smile out of Dean and he blushed and looked away. "No...Sammy can sleep." He said, not making eye contact, but he still smiled.

Jess found him to be absolutely adorable and couldn't help but put a hand on his shoulder and rub it lightly. Dean started and looked at her hand with a shocked expression on his face, like he couldn't believe someone other than Sam was touching him and offering him comfort other than harm. But he surprisingly didn't pull away, he didn't seem completely comfortable, but that would take time.

Jess smiled and then remembered something. "Oh! I went out and got you a new pair of glasses Dean. You'll probably still need an updated prescription, but until you feel like you want to go out, you can wear these." She grabbed a pair of in-style glasses from the nightstand and put them on his face since he might have trouble putting them on with his broken arm.

Dean looked through his new glasses and got a much clearer view of Jess. She was really pretty, and she looked very kind. Dean felt like he already trusted her, but he didn't know if it was a good idea to trust someone so soon. He figured he'd take the risk though. He didn't have much to lose. But he felt rude for making Jess waste her money on him. He wasn't worth it...

"You didn't have to...waste money on me..." Dean whispered to her and ducked his head down.

"Dean!" Jess's hand was back on Dean's shoulder. "You are not a waste of money! How could you think that? You live here now and you seem like such a nice guy. From all the stories Sam tells me about you I know it's true."

She sounded so much like she was telling the truth, but Dean didn't really believe it. What was he worth? He was broken and useless. But yet he found himself nodding, he didn't want to hurt her feelings by arguing his case.

"You're probably starving Dean! What do you want to eat? I could make pancakes, waffles omelets, any kind of eggs, sausage and bacon...I'm the cook around here. Just the smell of Sam's cooking makes you want to run out of the room and throw up in the nearest toilet!"

Sam moaned in his sleep as if he'd heard Jess's insult.

Jess was happy when she saw Dean smiling ever so slightly again. He cuddled closer to Sam and Jess realized that she wasn't going to get these two apart for very long. They both loved each other so much; they had a very close bond that Jess hadn't seen in any other siblings. She hoped that she would be able to have a close bond with Dean too. It never would be as strong as Sam's, but she was already feeling connected to him.

"So what will it be to eat Dean?" She smiled at him.

"Don't know...don't care...you pick" He mumbled and blushed

"You sure?" she asked him and got a nod in response

"How do waffles sound? With strawberries and whipped cream?"

"That's good, thank you."

Jess was amazed by his great manners. He was so polite. "There's no need to thank me Dean. I'll have your food ready in about 15 minutes." She told him and gave him one last smile before heading into the kitchen.

As she was cooking Dean's food she heard Sam awake. She listened in on their conversation.

"Hey Dean." Sam said sleepily. "You want me to make you something to eat?" He asked, not aware of Jess cooking in the next room.

She heard Dean quietly laugh and caught Sam's 'What's so funny?' and then she heard Dean's reply.

"Nah, that's okay Sammy. I don't want to throw up."