A/N: I don't own anyone but my OC's…though I wished I owned the guys…*sighs*

Dean tensed as the door opened and slowly pushed forward. Something told him it wasn't his human on the other side of the door and prepared for the worst. As his body remained locked in place Sam appeared in the doorway and instantly Dean relaxed.

"Sammy," Sam rolled his eyes at the nickname.

"It's Sam," he snorted.

"Whatever Sammy," he felt the smile building as Jessica stepped in behind his brother.

"Oh my god Dean….." the sight of her friend bound in silver shackles was devastating. Dean lifted his arms and looked glumly at the restraints.

"Yeah…." He sighed. "They hurt….just a little," the hint of sarcasm edged his voice. Jessica hurried over and sized the silver manacles knowing what had to be done. Sam tried to stop her but the younger vampire had gripped the cuffs and hissed in pain as her fingers pried the burning manacles apart. She felt the skin burning as it came into contact with the cursed element. But Jessica pushed harder almost passing out from the searing pain.

"Jess!" Sam raced over and helped her twist the silver until two mangled cuffs fell to the mattress. Dean stared at the angry scalded skin where silver was forced against his body. He blinked his eyes and watched the injured flesh begin the healing process. Blistered red yielded to gentle subtle flesh tones before the last blister melted back into the vampire's wrist.

Dean flipped his wrists over and over as the air rushed around the liberated skin. It was strange feeling the cool air running around what was once burned blistered skin.

"Dean," Sam's voice snapped him back. "Dean we need to go now!"

"Where's Brooklyn?" He looked around.

"Safe," Jessica assured him. "Now come on she's waiting."

The thought of being with his human propelled Dean off the mattress and to his feet.

"Let's get out of here!" He couldn't contain the urgency bubbling in his voice.

The trio ran out the door and back through the hidden chambers to the back door. They were unaware that Castiel and John were in the hall.

Brooklyn woke up and slowly sat up on the bed. Her head was spinning from the head injury sustained in the attack as the dull achy throb served as a painful reminder.

"Damn that hurts," she winced. As she lifted a hand the human noticed something was missing. The chains were gone. As she examined the red marks fade away Brooklyn remembered Jessica and Sam had found her at the manor.

"That hit to the wall must've messed up my head," the human said aloud. As she sat there on the bed something dawned on her and brought her wrists up to her eyes. She looked harder and felt a smile growing wide on her lips. If the marks were fading then it meant….

"He's alright!" She jumped up forgetting about her injury until the sharp jolt sent her crashing back to the ground. Brooklyn fell back on the bed holding her head as the pain raged worse than ever. But she couldn't help it! Her vampire was free!

The truck crawled down the dirt road towards the small house. It was hidden deep in the woods well to the South of Dallas. Dean had a hand on the handle of the passenger door ready to leap out once the truck came to a complete stop. Sam looked over at his brother with tense brown eyes.

"Dean don't even think about it…."

"Sam you don't understand," Dean argued back. It seemed as if an eternity had passed since he last saw his human and he wasn't going to listen to the chiding of his brother.

"You're right I don't but that doesn't mean you're going to act crazy and jump from this truck either."

Sam made the bitchface of doom which only caused Dean to grip the handle tighter and threaten to open the door. If this piece of junk didn't move faster he was going to jump out!

After several tense moments of rolling along leaves and gravel the outline of the house came into view and Dean couldn't stand it any longer. In the blink of an eye he was out running ahead of the truck and coming to a dead stop at the front door.

Brooklyn had the blade in her hand even though it wasn't silver. The footsteps were hurried and urgent as they thundered up the stairs and stopped at the door. The human was ready to fight off whoever stood on the other side.

Dean took a deep breath and closed his eyes before reaching out for the door. He could feel her presence radiating from within and the need to feel and taste her was overpowering his senses. His pants were suddenly very uncomfortable as his cock had grown hard at the thought of her soft supple body pinned beneath his in raw unchecked passion. His hand twisted the knob then pushed the door open.

Brooklyn prepared to attack the intruder and knelt beside the bed with blade in a neutral hold. Her grey eyes focused and hard as the door slowly pushed open. Her breathing was shallow and light. Something was off but it wasn't bad or evil. No wait! Before instinct could take over she stood up as Dean walked through the door. The knife slipped from her fingers and clattered loudly to the floor. She had almost attacked her vampire!

Their eyes locked together as the rest of the world was gradually shut out around them. Nothing else mattered at that moment as the world seemed to stop with just one look. Brooklyn's breathing quickened and deepened the longer she stood there. His eyes deepened revealing the need for her. Dean longed to hear her heart beating for him but it wouldn't come.

"Dean?" Her voice got no higher than a faint whisper. The vampire nodded.

"Yeah it's me. It's not a dream Brook- I swear."

Brooklyn didn't walk but ran across the room and crashed into his waiting arms. The human buried her face in his chest deeply inhaling the scent that was him. She rubbed her face back and forth while running her hands up his shirt hungering to touch his body. The ripples of his muscles sent charges of electricity through her fingers to the rest of her body. The human could feel her own wants and needs rising to the surface. Desires long since silenced by the cruel hand of the vampire Alaric which were being awakened by the sensations of her vampire's flesh running beneath her gentle touch.

Dean reveled in the aura and essence of the human before him. His soul and heart had ached and pained for her and now she was back where she belonged.

His human looked up with wide dark eyes that allowed him to see the depths of her soul. The spectrum emotions she harbored for the vampire swirled in the slate hues that were dotted with golden specs and hints of emerald.

"Please…." She whispered.

Please heal me……

The unspoken words resonated in his mind as their mouths crashed in heated fury of need and love. Brooklyn gave herself over to Dean letting the vampire have total control of her body. Dean felt her relinquish her will which only fanned the fires within him. His tongue forced past her lips and sought entrance to the deep recesses of her mouth. The vampire sighed in against her lips and gently glided his tongue along hers feeling the heat and warmth greeting him still. He wanted to go slow and become reacquainted with his beloved human's form but felt carnal lust overwhelming him.

Brooklyn felt the cool hands slide down over her breasts and hips before sliding up and in the thin cotton shirt she had changed into.

"This needs to go," he growled and ripped it apart. The tearing sounds were sweet music to his ears as his hands continued ripping away her clothing until she was standing naked in front of him. Dean pulled away hearing her whimper in protest. But he wanted to see the beautiful body his being was screaming for. He needed to see every curve and ripple of muscle all the way to the pert nipples that stood erect atop her supple breasts.

Brooklyn didn't know what he was thinking as she stood exposed for him. Dean licked his lips before scooping her up and lowering her down on the bed. He was going to heal every inch of flesh that bastard Alaric had dared to damage. His human watched as he peeled away his clothing in a slow sensual manner. His jeans slid down over his hips and thighs then gathered around his ankles. He kicked them aside before teasing the waistband of his boxers with a finger. His human couldn't take her eyes off his hands as they danced around the top of the elastic and cotton before fisting the worn material and yanking them off and to the floor.

His cock curled towards his abdomen and glistened with beads of precome along the head. He was beautiful standing over her with the rippling abs and strong broad shoulders. Brooklyn sat up on her elbows giving the vampire room to crawl up the bed and come in beside her.

"Get on your side," he whispered. The husky erotic tone sent shivers down her spine and made her gasp. Dean felt her sexual energy coursing through him as he knew she had his sexual charge pumping through her veins. His human stretched on her side as the vampire spooned in beside her. She felt the vampire's hard cock pressing against her back and bottom. He started with her neck and jaw leaving feathery kisses in random places. Brooklyn tensed and curled tighter beside him wanting him to take her.

"Patience my love," he kissed her jaw and lips.

I just know you guys are gonna holler at me for leaving it here....But I am wanting to give them the sex scene they truly deserve ;)