Chapter 5

Dean woke up to a slightly sore back. He looks over at the beds and notices that Sam's is empty. He gets up stiffly and walks to the bed where Morgan is sleeping. She's on her back with the blanket down by her knees. The night shirt had crept up so that he saw her purple underwear and her bare stomach. He carefully covers her back up with the blanket so it was just below her chin. Dean quickly walks to the bathroom when he hears the door opening. Sam comes in and sets down the bag and coffees. He sits on the couch and takes his breakfast sandwich out and takes a bite. Dean comes out and sits down next to him. He grabs a coffee and breakfast sandwich.

"I'm surprised she isn't up." Sam glanced over to where Morgan is sleeping. He took a bite of his food. Dean didn't say anything; he ate his food in silence. He wasn't sure if Morgan wanted Sam to know about the nightmare, so he was quiet. If she wanted to say something then it was her business. Sam got up after he ate and brought his coffee to the desk. He opens his laptop and starts to work on it.

"So you think we'll get another case soon?" Dean asks as he finishes his food. He drinks the rest of his coffee down. "We should probably wait until we can find out more about Morgan." Sam shuts his laptop and glances over at the bed.

Morgan woke up and rubbed her eyes. She almost forgot where she was until she looked around. She sniffed and smelled breakfast. She grabbed some clean clothes and went into the bathroom. She came out a few minutes later in a pair of jeans and a long sleeve light blue shirt that brought out her eyes. She grabbed the muffin and a coffee.

She sat on the couch and ate her muffin and drank her coffee. She tried to put the nightmare out of her head. The image of Dean with his throat ripped out coming after her was still fresh in her mind. "Did you sleep okay?" Sam asked as he finished his coffee.

Morgan waited until she had swallowed her food and told him. "As best as expected." Sam raised an eyebrow and looked at Dean. Dean shrugged. She didn't want to admit that she was glad Dean was the one that woke her up from the nightmare and that he actually told her that she was going to be okay.

When they finished breakfast she grabbed the garbage and stuffed it in one of the plastic bags from the gas station and dumped it in the garbage can. She busied herself by making the beds and straightening up the room. Dean glanced at her and then back at the TV.

When she was finished she sat down on the couch next to Dean. She tries to make herself comfortable, but finally gives up and climbs on one of the beds and leans back on the headboard with the pillow behind her back.

Sam's cell phone rings and he answers it. "Okay, thanks." He shuts the phone. "That was Ellen." Dean turns off the TV. "What did she want?" Sam clears his throat. "Case right here in Red Lodge." Sam stands up and motions for Dean to follow him outside. "Mutilated Cows and some dead people with their heads chopped off."

Dean clears his throat. "Well we better get to work, first up is the sheriff's station." "What about Morgan?" Dean raises an eyebrow. "What about her?" Sam glances at the motel room and back at Dean. "We can't just leave her here."

Dean nods his head, "Yes we can."Morgan listens by the door. If she heard right then they were up against a hunter called Gordon Walker who is hunting the vampires and is rogue. She could be mistaken and he might not be involved. She tries to remember the episode.

"She doesn't even know how to fight." Dean raised his voice. Sam motions for him to lower his voice. "You can show her how." Dean shakes his head. "I don't have time for that." "So you just want to leave her here all alone and what if something happens to her?" Sam asked.

Dean threw up his hands. "Fine, but if she comes then she has to stay out of the way." Sam nods his head. "Okay." They head to the door and she quickly sits on the bed and turns the TV on. Dean comes in and doesn't look happy. "Would you like to learn how to fight like a hunter?"

She climbs off the bed and turns off the TV."Sure." Dean smirks. "Okay I'm going to hold you from behind and I want you to try to get away from me." Dean grabs her from behind. The first thing that comes to her mind is the stomp on his foot. She stomps on his foot and he lets go. She turns around and brings her knee up and makes contact with his jewels.

Dean grabs his jewels and falls to the floor. "Not funny." Dean manages to get out as laughter fills the room. "I'm sorry." Dean glares at her. "That won't work if you're being held with a weapon against your head or throat." Morgan sat on the couch. "So what I'm I suppose to do?"

It took awhile for Dean to recover and he stood up. "Pray that you don't end up dead." Dean told her in a rude voice. Morgan stood up and looked up at him. "Fuck off." She storms out of the room slamming the door. "I wish she wouldn't do that!" Dean shouts.

Dean looks at Sam and glares at him. "What?" Sam shakes his head. "That was uncalled for." Dean threw up his hands. "I was just being honest." Sam glares at him. "Wow, I get it now." Dean raised an eyebrow. "Get what?" Sam chuckled. "She's not your average tall beautiful girl you're use to dealing with as a damsel in distress and your charms don't work on her." Dean rolls his eyes. "I wouldn't waste my charms on someone like her anyway." "She's not my type." Exactly my point Sam replies.

Sam shakes his head and walks outside. He looks around and notices that she's sitting at a patio with her feet up on the chair next to her. He sits next to her. "You okay?" "Sorry about slamming the door again." Morgan looks up and in his eyes. "Don't worry about it."

She waited for a moment and told him. "He just makes me so mad that I want to hit him." Sam chuckles. "Understandable and you already hit him where it counts." "I want to help if I can; I don't want to be stuck here or at Ellen's just because I'm not a guy." Sam nods his head. "We could always use you as bait, get it?" Sam nudges her with his elbow. She rolls her eyes. "I got it."

Dean listens to them and smiles at the joke Sam told. He didn't want to admit it, but she was sure different from the girls he was use to. She wasn't very pretty, but those eyes and her feisty attitude made up for the beauty she was lacking. She didn't even stand 5 ft and she was tougher than she looked. She had nailed him right in the jewels after she took him surprised by stomping on his foot, which was one of the self defense moves that most gyms taught for women.

Sam walked in with Morgan. Dean carries the big bag of weapons and Morgan carries some of the other stuff. They get in the car. Sam turns to Dean. "I told her that we'll drop her off at the library while we go to the sheriff's office to talk to him."

"Okay, sounds like a plan." Morgan sat back and didn't say anything. Morgan couldn't stay mad at Dean for long. She would catch him looking at her when he thought she didn't see. He would avert his eyes back to front. She couldn't understand men sometimes.