AN: Yeah yeah, its late… I wanted to have this in much sooner than now but things were working against me. Such is life right! Umm why didn't I get any reviews for chapter 8? Was it that bad? Please please review! It helps me so much! Even a little "oh that was funny" or "I liked it" or "you suck and cant write" lol Ill take whatever! ; ) Here we go, chapter 9. Naughty stuff coming in chapter 11… like real naughty stuff. You only have a little while longer to wait! Yay! Ps… chapter 10 will be up after the 14th. Im graduating from college then so yeah… before that Ill be crazy busy!

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"Well what the fuck!" Dean yells as the shot gun blast nearly misses his precious Impala.

The truck behind us rips out of the woods like a bat out of hell and Dean is quick to speed after them. Now, I had never been on a high speed chase before and let me tell you it was pretty damn exciting, especially with Dean maneuvering the Impala with such expert ability and looking so in the zone. I'm pretty sure his calm demeanor about such an exhilarating experience made me snap out of the la la land I was in and focus back on the job at hand. I needed to shoot out the son of a bitches tiers and fast or else we would be taking this high speed pursuit from backwoods farm road to freeway and I know we couldn't let that happen. I readied my pistol and rolled down the passenger side window trying to keep myself steady as bobbed and weaved through the tress to stay in the chase. I had practically half of my body out of the window so I could try for the tiers (and luckily we were behind the truck and out of shot gun range) when I hear Dean call out to me.

"Are you going to take a shot anytime today sweetheart? It's now or never, the main roads a mile away!"

"Why don't you hold your fucking horses?" I yell back as I take a deep breath and pull the trigger shooting out the trucks left back tier.

As soon as I do Dean makes a hard turn and I fall back into the car. Dean stops the Impala shortly after and I look over to him. He is looking back at me with such hunger in his eyes he is almost scaring me with his piercing gaze. I have to turn away and decide that I really need to find out where the truck has gone and I see that it is nowhere to be found.

"Uhhh Dean? Did you by any chance see where the giant mother fucking pickup truck wandered off too? Because I was too busy falling back into the car to keep a close eye on it." I ask annoyed.

"You are the biggest distraction in the world I swear to God!" He says to me and starts muttering to himself about only being human, why me and why her. I roll my eyes.

"I guess you didn't see it then." I mumble. "Umm care to share with the class what the fuck your problem is there princess?" I ask putting my hand on his shoulder in a condescending way.

"You!" He bellows. "I'm supposed to be a badass hunter, the best of the best. But you know what? I can't fucking concentrate with all of the blood from my brain constantly in my dick when I'm around you. Why do you think I stay away from you Jo? I can't do my job when you are around. All I can think about is fucking you or making sure you are safe. I can't get anything done."

"Yeah well you were the one who passed up a pretty good opportunity earlier when you were finger fucking me over the back seat." I say sarcastically.

"Come on Jo you punched me." He says his eyes pleading with me as he places his hand over mine.

"And you deserved it you ass." I say as Dean pulls me closer to him.

"Maybe I did. But regardless I can't take it anymore. We've had this back and forth sexual tension between us since the first time we met Jo. The first time I laid eyes on you I knew I had to have you. I wanted you while you were wiping down bar tables and now I have you sitting in front of me shooting out tires in a mini skirt and no panties and you expect me to be able to be able to do the job?" Dean says in a husky growl that had my body screaming at me to let him have his way with it.

I couldn't do it though. Honestly, thinking back on it I think I should have had a psych evaluation because I must have been crazy at the time. I was angry. So he wanted me. Great. That wasn't good enough. He said he wanted me the first time her laid his gorgeous green eyes on be but how was I to know if that was true or not? I mean Dean Winchester is the king of love 'em and leave 'em. He was bound to have had a few good pick up lines stocked up in his arsenal right next to his weapons. There was only one way to find out the truth and that was to have a little chit chat with Sammy boy. Getting back to him with Dean staring at me like I was a cool drink of water in a desert would be the tricky part.

"Umm… I'd like to hear more about this, really I would, but after all of this I really need to get freshened up. Then we can talk about the situation between us." I say not looking at Dean. He lets me shift back over to the passenger seat and he starts up the Impala.

"How about I join you?" Dean asks and I can practically hear the grin in his voice.

"No!" I squeak. "I mean uhh, I need time to relax and decompress before we talk okay?" I say.

"Alright Jo I'll give you time to do whatever you need to do. While you are in the shower I'll grab us some food, while you may need to decompress, I need to reenergize." Dean says in a way that says to me that he is thinking I need to do some prep work in the shower. Little does he know I had laser hair removal, which was a God send because I never needed to shave. As we drove all I could think was "thank God he is leaving to go get us some food. This will give me the perfect opportunity to talk to Sam".