Chapter Seven

Two weeks went by with Cassie continuing her secretarial role as well as praying that Dean and Sam came back to the hotel safely after their hunts. She was fed up and decided to confront Dean the next morning.

That night he came in hurt and she could only watch as Sam sewed up a cut in his shoulder. Sometimes she did the repairs for them but if the injuries were deep they men worked on themselves. They had done it for so many years it was second nature. Cassie left them in the restroom to finish up as she returned to the computer. She closed down before she got her things out for bed.

Dean came out with a smirk. She knew he had to be in pain. She had already pulled back the sheets for him in the bed room. He sat down on the end and motioned for her to come over.

"I'll be fine," he said as he looked in her eyes.

"Hey um I'll be back in a second," Sam yelled out as he went out to the car to get something.

He actually left to give them a moment. They had their own room but he had a habit of leaving them alone after they returned. He considered going to stay the night with Cash but he had spent the night before and he liked to pace himself. Their relationship was growing but he refused to let it all be about sex.

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Cassie nodded because she could see he was going to be okay. He mostly had bruises nothing more serious then they cut that had been sewn up.

"Dean, I want to hunt. I can help I even have experience but so far you have done everything to keep me from doing that," she said with a frown.

"Here we go again, you will hunt; we just want to make sure your skills are up to the things we hunt," he explained with a sigh.

"So you get to decide I can't? This isn't the middle ages where the woman stays home and the guy goes off to fight," she said exasperated.

"Come on Cass, I promise you will go with us," he said before she walked out of the room.

"Cass?"

A second later he heard the door slam. Sam came in the room a minute later.

"Dean, where is Cassie going?"

Dean sighed. "Probably to tell Cash what an awful ogre I am," he said to his brother as Sam looked in the room.

"So she asked again?" Sam said as he leaned against the door.

"Good guess Bro, she will be back, probably a bit more relaxed after some beers at the bar," Dean said as he took off his pants and lay down on the bed.

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Cassie went by Cash's room to tell her what happened and they decided a few drinks wouldn't hurt the matter. They jumped in Cassie's car and drove down the road to the pub.

They weren't dressed exactly for going out with their jeans and tee shirts but considering the situation they looked fine. Cassie had on a tight black shirt with Writer at Large on it while Cash's was blue with Blues Brothers written on the front.

"Two vodkas straight up," Cash said as they sat down.

"I can't believe he still won't let me go Cash. I feel like his damn secretary. He doesn't get that I was hunting not just to get his approval, it means something to me too."

Cash nodded. She thought Cassie should relax the woman had all she had wanted yet she liked to complain. On the other hand, Cassie was used to being independent the same way she was. Her protesting wasn't all for attention she knew that too.

"You know Dean loves you, Cass, when the time is right I am sure he will come around," Cash said as she picked up her drink then turned to face the room.

She turned back around a minute later after eyeing the pool table. There were some players but they looked to be goofing off, maybe she could earn some cash she thought.

"You can say that you hunt with them, Sam doesn't treat you like you aren't equal."

Cash shrugged, "Sam isn't my husband, just my lover," she said with a smile.

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The man sitting next to them heard their conversation. He was very interested in the dissatisfied one. He was tall about Dean's height with dark hair and eyes. He leaned over and touched Cassie on the arm. She turned to him with a frown.

"Sorry, I overheard what you were saying, I don't know your situation but you seem capable of taking care of yourself," he said with a grin that seemed to light up his face.

Cassie was mesmerized. The guy was gorgeous to her, suddenly. She didn't notice when Cash got up to go to the jute box to look over the tunes. She didn't notice when Cash started a game of pool with a tall blonde in the back. She talked for several long moments to the stranger before she asked his name which happened to be Steve.

He went on about how he liked independent women. His mother had raised him on her own. He thought the whole I don't need a man thing was sexy. Cassie smiled. After two drinks the second he had bought, she needed to go to the ladies room. She excused herself and went to find it.

--It had been close to two hours when Dean began to worry about Cassie. Generally if she and Cash wandered off she would call him to let him know they were fine. He leaned up and jumped at the pain in his shoulder. He reached for his cell to call her.

"This is Cassie Winchester, you know the drill, so do it," the message said.

Dean looked the phone after he hung up. He didn't leave a message he figured he better go get her and apologize.

Out in the other room Dean found Sam stretched out on the sofa. They had to get two rooms next time this time they had assumed Sam would stay with Cash. Dean thought Sam had more self control then he could ever manage as he shook his head on the way out the door.

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At the bar, Cassie had come back from the ladies room to find Cash talking to Steve. She sat down by her friend who after a minute went off to play more pool. Cassie shook her head with a smile as Steve moved to the empty seat.

"So I was thinking maybe we could go get some pancakes, I love breakfast at any time how about you?"

Cassie smiled but declined his offer. Steve nodded as he thanked her for conversing with him and left the bar. Cassie watched him go and saw Dean as he walked in. She turned her head.

Dean tapped her on the shoulder when he walked up.

"Hey Sexy," he said as he walked in front of her.

"Hey," she said with a tilt of the head.

"Who is your friend?" he asked before he sat down.

"Steve," she said simply.

She loved Dean he just didn't seem to get her sometimes. She didn't like that he thought she actually might have been chatting up a guy but she stayed silent.

Dean frowned, "One Bud," he said to the bar tender.

"We were just chatting Dean."

"Okay."

She decided to go for it, "He understood about me being independent."

Dean turned to her, "You talk to a stranger about ……our problems?"

She sighed. "It was what was on my mind, Dean, I didn't plan on spilling things to a stranger."

"Unbelievable, next thing you'll tell me that you talk to Cash about our sex life."

"Is this your way of making up?" Cash asked as she walked up.

Dean glared at her. Cash didn't back down. She stood in front of Dean and gave Cassie her back.

"Look you two belong together, consider using your resources, Dean, I'm going back to the hotel," she said before she left.

Dean looked stricken. Cash was right. It wasn't possible to really protect anyone by keeping them so close that they in the end strained to get away. Cassie watched him. She thought he might be considering Cash's words.

"We should go," she said as she stood up.

"Cass……."

"Yeah?"

"I'm sorry you're right. I just wanted you to be safe. It wasn't that ………I doubted your abilities it's just I don't want to lose you."

"Like I'm losing you?"

Dean nodded before he kissed her, "Let's get out of here."

--That night Cassie tossed and turned in her sleep.

Her eyes were closed but her lips were busily being kissed. She let her tongue go into the mouth and it was sucked with relish before she moved it across even teeth. She moaned aloud and moved her body against the hard planes of the man's toned physique. Her hands found their way into his dark hair, she pulled him in closer to her as he leaned down to kiss her neck and smelled of her skin. Her hands moved lower to his chest and she could fill his hand on her nipples as they tingled with expectation. "Oh," she said. Her skin was on fire as she longed for her body to be satisfied. His hands moved between them and she could fell when he touched her nub. She moaned again. She touched his firm behind and finally opened her eyes. She let out a blood curdling scream and began to shake with fear when she saw the face.

Dean shook her to wake her up. Cassie looked guiltily at Dean as she moved away from his touch. Sam woke up but after a minute he figured whatever had happened Dean was taking care of it.

"Must have been some dream you were moaning like crazy," he said.

Cassie tried to blow it off, "Yeah it was ……..strange."

"It sounded very sexual missy," Dean teased her.

Cassie bit her lip, she felt sick like she might throw up. She didn't know what was wrong with her. She also felt feverish. Dean noticed she was sweating so he moved back the covers.

"Hey you okay?"

TBC