Chapter Eleven:
Round The Table In Hooker Outfits
By April3604 & Addicted to Ackles
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Dean woke up and rolled over and realized his arm hit nothing but the bed. He reached out more and moved his hand around trying to find Candy but nothing. He lifted his head from the pillow and frowned seeing her not there. He didn't like not waking up and her not being there.
"Candy?" He looked around their room and noticed the bathroom door was cracked a bit and that's when he heard her singing quietly to herself. He raised his eyebrows and sat up in bed rubbing his eyes and groaning. He looked at the clock seeing it was seven in the morning and groaned even more. He had to get Sam's ass up to work more on this case.
He grabbed his jeans and listened to her. "I lie here alone and wonder why, that I come alive, just before I half to hide." He never heard the song before and the way she was singing it pulled his heart strings and swallowed the lump that formed in his throat. "Because I believe I'm losing my nerve, but could I ever do better than this. Because all I ever wanted was a place to call my home, to shelter me when I am there and to miss me when I'm gone." The song was Candy and his life. He pulled his jeans on and walked over to the cracked door. "All I ever wanted was a place to call my own, where stars may dance and sun still shines and the storms feel free to roam."
He saw her in the bathtub with her headphones in and her right leg on her left knee bouncing it up and down. Her hair was up in a bun and bubbles were scattered in the water. He bit his lip seeing her all wet and naked, all thoughts of Candy and his sad hunting life gone and was replaced by pure lust and attraction. All he wanted to do was tear off the rest of his clothes and join her.
She took her headphones out of her ears and slumped down a little in the tub. She placed both feet on the edge of the tub and turned her head a bit closing her eyes. She heard Dean outside the door walking around and smiled to herself knowing he was looking in. Teasing time has begun earlier this morning.
She took her left left down from the edge of the tub and rested her left hand on the knee while her right hand was above her head. She slowly danced her fingers down towards her chest and she heard Dean suck in a deep breath as she ran her hand across her breast. She bit her bottom lip lightly trying not to smile that she had caught him just yet because she still wasn't done playing. She pinched her right nipple causing her to gasp slightly and turn her head the other way her eyes still closed.
Dean could feel his jeans tightening up from the sight before him and hit his head lightly on the door frame. He closed his eyes still fighting the urge to join her. He was a Winchester for Christ sakes, Dean Winchester he didn't run to the women they ran to him even if she was his wife. Dean opened his eyes and caught her hand heading south on her and his mouth opened up a bit and when he heard her let out a small moan his mouth widened. His eyes darted from her hand to her face and knew she wasn't faking, it was the same face she would have when they were having sex. He watched her other hand slowly run down her leg and disappear under the water and bubbles and heard her let out a small cry and tilt her head a little.
God he wanted her so bad right now. He was close to going in there and grabbing her from the tub and bringing her into the bedroom. His hand was on the doorknob and he stopped when something occurred to him. She was playing the game still, well he could play too.
Dean opened the door and Candy jumped a little hearing it open and looked at him. "Dean, haven't you ever heard a knocking?" He just held a smile on his face as he walked over to the tub. "You don't know what I could have been doing in here."
He leaned over the tub staring her in her eyes making her bite her bottom lip and waiting for what he was going to do. "Oh, sweetheart I know what you were doing in here. You were being very naughty." He ran his thumb across her bottom lip and then his hand traced down to her chest their eyes never losing contact with each others. "You were having your own fun in here without me. Do you want any help?"
She smiled as she grabbed his hand from her chest before he could do anything and pushed it out of the water. "No, I'm quite fine with myself honey buns but I'll let you know if I need anything." She grinned at him and he just narrowed his eyes at before getting up. She just continued smiling at him and she waved at him as he closed the door.
"Score two for Thompson-Whinchester." She snuggled back into her warm bath and just closed her eyes enjoying her bath time now.
"They're playing a rotten little game," said Sam taking a sip of his coffee and staring angrily out the window.
"I know," said Dean in the same tone.
"Last night she friggin' gets dress in front of me man! How is that playing fair?"
"Like I said I know what you mean." Dean drank some of his coffee staring angrily at the wall. "Last night I actually tried being romantic for her. You know me I'm not the romantic type and so I wait till it's midnight to tell her happy anniversary then try and get her into the mood and she turns me down! Me Sam! Me! She turned ME down!" He drank more of his coffee. "Don't get me started on this morning with her in the bathtub."
"Hey, guys," said the girls walking up and both guys being caffeinated and sexually frustrated quickly turned to look at them with the same look. Lys raised her eyebrows staring at them.
"Wow," she said carefully sliding in next to Sam. "I think someone's a little caffeinated."
"You can say that," said Sam drinking his coffee.
Lys looked at Candy and Dean who weren't their usual all over each other's self. They seemed more distant, Dean didn't even put his arm around her and then she noticed the grumpy looks on both males' faces. "Candy can I talk to you?"
Candy nodded as they got out of the booth and Lys pulled her to the bathroom. "How much longer are we going to be playing this charade? They look like they are about to burst." Candy looked over at Dean feeling a bit bad.
"But it's their fault," said Candy. "Maybe they should learn to keep their mouths shut."
"Dude, I'm about to cave," said Sam.
"Don't that's what they want," said Dean glancing towards Candy. "Look at Candy, devil horns are out and she's ready to play even more."
"Dude what happened in the bathtub this morning?"
"Nothing."
"Ok, well let's just be nice to them," said Lys. "I don't think I can take you and Dean's bickering and beating the crap out of each other again. Though it is much better than seeing you two all over each other."
"You've seen it once, stop complaining."
"Twice remember when you were 18."
"Oh yeah." Candy grinned remembering the back of the Impala with her first kiss with Dean.
Candy and Lys walked back over to the table and sat down. Candy was the first to snuggle up against Dean and he looked at Sam giving him a look before he put his arm around her. He knew it wasn't about the sex when he felt a little bit happier when he put his arm around her and she laid her head on his shoulder. Yeah, he was in love.
"So I was thinking," said Dean. "Why don't we have our own Christmas this year?"
Both Sam and Lys gave Dean the same look. "Why?" asked Lys sipping on her coffee.
"Why not?" asked Candy. "I think it's a good idea."
"Candy we never celebrated Christmas before. The last time we did it was like 1995."
"And I don't want to," said Sam.
Both Candy and Dean glanced at each other and shrugged. "Whatever," said Candy getting out of Dean's arms and getting out of the booth. Dean watched her walk out and then looked at the two younger siblings.
"What?" asked Lys annoyed.
"Nothing," said Dean getting out of the booth and following Candy out the door.
Sam looked at Lys and then looked at her hand. He wanted so bad to just hold it. He figured what the hell and slid his hand over top of it. Lys tensed a bit feeling his warm hand cover hers and she looked at him and he just gave a soft smile. There goes those crazy feelings again. Was he only doing this to get back into bed with her or does he really like her?
"Candy? Candace?" yelled Dean walking towards the Impala and noticing she wasn't there. Dean took out his cell phone and was about to call her.
"I'm right here," said Candy coming around the corner of the building with her hands in her pockets.
Dean noticed that she had been crying and felt his heart sink. "Baby, what's wrong?"
He put his hands on her waist and looked her in the eyes. "It's just that...I don't know why they don't want to do it. It's our last Christmas all together. I just want it to be...I don't know..."
Dean frowned pulling her close to him and holding her. "I know, I know." He kissed the top of her head and pulled a part just a little and looked down at her. "Then we'll celebrate it, me and you."
"Hmm, our first and last Christmas together, how romantic," she teased.
He chuckled. "I tried being romantic with you last night but you were 'tired'." She laughed wiping her tears from her face. He ran his knuckles across her cheek as he looked into her eyes. "I love you," he said softly.
She smiled. "I love you." He bent over and kissed her lips softly. She knew she shouldn't be given in but it was a simple kiss and she was a little upset.
"No, Candy, bad girl!" said Lys coming out of the diner holding Sam's hand. "Who's side are you on?"
Candy and Dean's lips parted from each other, Dean a little furious about the whole Christmas thing and Lys interrupting them. Candy glanced from her sister to her and Sam's tangled hands.
"I should be asking the same thing." Candy glared at her sister. "So right now my husband who is giving me Christmas." She kissed his cheek and walked to the side of the Impala. Dean just smiled at Lys and shrugged.
Welcome to Santa's Village
Candy looked out the window at the run down Christmas village, "So this is the place?"
"Yeah, this is the same place the last two victims visited."
They all got out of the cars and walked in, "You'd think with the 10 bucks it costs to get into this place, Santa could scrounge up a little snow."
"What are we looking for again?" Lys asked
"Uhm... Lore says that the anti-Claus will walk with a limp and smell like sweets." Sam said as they start walking, looking around.
Dean looked over at Sam weirdly, "Great. So we're looking for a pimp-Santa. Why the sweets?"
"Think about it, Dean. If you smell like candy the kids will come closer, you know?"
"That's creepy." Lys said as they continued to walk around.
"How does this thing know who's been naughty and who's been nice? Because I think Candy here is on the naughty list big time."
Candy rolled her eyes and smacked his arm, "I don't think saying no to sex will put me on the list Dean."
"Yeah but what you did in the tub....big time naughty baby."
"Only to you Dean."
They stopped walking when they reached the house where Santa was sitting on a chair outside and two parents and their children are lining up, next to an elf.
A female elf walked up to them all chipper and happy. "Welcome to Santa's court. Can I escort your child to Santa?"
They look at her, smiling a bit awkwardly. Lys nudged Candy before speaking, " No. No. Uh.. But, actually Sam here....well it's been a lifelong dream of his to sit on Santa lap."
The elf looked at them a bit uncertain, not sure what to say. "Uh, sorry. No kids over.. 12?"
"No, she was just kidding. We only came here to watch."
He smiled a little and she looked at them as Lys turned her head and laughed, "Ew." she said and walked off.
"Thanks for that Lys"
"Just trying to help you out."
"Well you know how you can help me out."
"Sam....do you want to be on the naughty list?"
"Yes I do very much."
Candy rolled her eyes and looked over to see Santa getting up, "Check it out." They all watch as Santa began to limp "Are you seeing this?"
"A lot of people walk with limps, right?" asked Sam
"Tell me you didn't smell that. That was candy, man," Dean said .
"No," said Candy. "I smell like Pure Seduction from Victoria Secret he just smells like sweets." Dean glared at her and then sniffed her neck rolling his eyes to the back of his head.
"Hmmm…that is seduction."
"Ew," said Lys making a face.
"Alright," said Sam breaking Dean off of Candy and getting back on track. "So I think we found our guy. So what now?"
The four were sitting in the impala. Candy and Lys were in the back curled up and asleep. Dean began to rub his eyes. Sam and Dean watched the house for a few seconds, then Dean smiles a little, "Hey, Sam. Why are you the boy who hates Christmas? I mean, I admit it, you know? We had a few bumpy holidays when we were kids."
"Look, Dean. If you and Candy want to have Christmas knock yourself out. Just don't involve me.'
"Oh yeah, that'd be great. Me and her making cranberry molds alone. Wait, that may not be so bad."
They look out the window again and they saw Santa moving by the window of his house. Santa was leaning against his window looking both ways, dressed in a Santa-hat and a white tank top. He pulled his curtains closed. "What's up with saint nicotine?" Suddenly they heard a woman screaming and Candy and Lys jumped up. "You two stay here!" Dean and Sam grabbed their guns and ran up to the door.
"Are we really going to sit here?" Lys asked.
"No way. Come on."
Sam and Dean were standing outside the trailer door when Sam smiled to himself. "What?" Dean asked
"It's just that uh.. well, you know, Mr. Gung-Ho Christmas might have to blow away Santa."
Dean takes that in for a second and then turns around and opens the door. "The hell are you doing here, huh?" Sanat said as he turned to look at them.
Dean looked over at the TV, confused. Santa was watching some Christmas porn. Dean looked over at Sam, not sure what to say. They both are trying to come up with an explanation fast, but it's not going very well.
"S.. Silent night," Dean started singing. Santa looked a bit surprised. Dean clears his throat and continues singing. "Holy night…" Sam joins Dean in the singing.
"All is well," They clearly don't know the words to this song, fumbling over the lyrics so Santa starts laughing to himself and sits down, singing along.
"All is"... they had no idea what to say, "dry."
"Bright," Santa corrected
"Bright. Of course."
"Round and round," Dean continued as Sam puts his hand on Dean's shoulder while Dean is looking around trying to sing.
"The table.." Sam pulled him out of the house, while Santa sings on.
When the door was closed, they saw Candy and Lys leaning against the hood of the car laughing so hard. "What are you two doing?" Dean asked as he they walked over to them.
Candy looked at them and she was laughing so hard she had tears in her eyes, "That was....oh my god....that was great."
"Yeah, who knew we were with a couple of professional carolers," Lys said as they walked around to get in the car.
"Yeah laugh it up you two. I would like to see you guys try to sing," Dean said and got into the car.
"So guys I have a question...what were you trying to sing?" Candy asked.
"All is dry and round and round the table? That's a new one for me?" Lys said and Sam looked over at Dean and they knew they would never live that down.
It was morning when they finally got back to the motel. Sam was talking to Bobby while Dean, Candy and Lys sat around still trying to figure out that they were after, "Well, we're not dealing with the Anti-Claus."
"What did Bobby say?" Dean asked.
"Uh.. That we're morons. He also said that it was probably meadowsweet in those wreaths in the houses."
"Wow. Amazing. What the hell is meadowsweet?"
"It's pretty rare and it's probably the most powerful plant in pagan lore."
"Pagan lore?"
"See, they use meadowsweet for human sacrifices. It was kind of like a chum for their gods. Gods were drawn to it, they'd stop by and snack on whatever was the nearest human."
"Why would somebody be using that for Christmas wreaths?"
"It's not so crazy as it sounds, Dean. I mean, pretty much every Christmas tradition is pagan."
"Christmas is Jesus' birthday."
"No, Jesus' birthday was probably in the fall. It was actually the winter solstice festival that was co-opted by the Church and renamed "Christmas". But I mean, the yule log, the tree, even Santa's red suit, that's all remnants of pagan worship."
"How do you know that?"
Lys got up and went over to sit next to Sam, "Because my Sammy is so smart."
"So, you think we're dealing with a pagan god?" Candy asked.
"Yeah, probably Holdenacar - god of the winter soltice."
"Do we know how to kill it yet?"
"No, Bobby's working on that now. We gotta figure out where they're selling those wreaths."
"Think they're selling them on purpose? Feeding the victims to this thing?"
"Let's find out."
Candy and Lys sat in the motel looking up more lore on the Pagan Gods they were up against when Candy's phone started to ring. She saw that it was Dean.
"Candy Canes hotline all you can eat that's $15.00 every ten minutes and we don't take discover," she said smiling at Lys and she just shook her head.
"Candy? What?"
Candy laughed. "Hi, Dean. Did you find anything over in that Christmas shop?"
"Yeah we found more than that. Sam and I are heading over to check the couple out then we're gonna wait till it gets dark to go in and stake 'em."
"Where is it? Lys and I will meet you there."
"You two sit this one out alright."
"Dean!" She whined. "This isn't fair. We want to have some fun too."
"Look, we're almost there it'll be a waste of time and gas for you and Lys to drive over here when we already stake the God. Just do what I say."
"Asshole."
"I heard that."
"I didn't mumble it did I?"
"Baby, please just do this."
"Fine but if you don't call twenty minutes after dark, I'm coming to hunt that God and your ass down!"
"You love my ass."
"Oh, yeah, can bounce a quarter on it baby. Love ya."
"Love you too."
They walk down the stairs and as they reach the bottom, Dean aims his flashlight at a bowl with bloody bones with still pieces of meat left on it. They beam their lights around the floor and more bloody bones can are scattered around. Sam turns around and saw blood on the banister. Dean walks towards a bench with more bloody bones and tools on it. He looked around and when he turns, he finds the bloody boots. He scans the bench and then he saw a sack on the floor, and it appears to still contain something.
Sam is walking in another direction, looking around. He found a big saw-machine that has blood all over it and bloody bones lying around it. He bent down and looked at the blade, that's also covered in blood. He breaths out heavily. "Oh.."
Sam is swirled around by Mrs. Carrigan, who takes a choke hold on Sam with one hand, and as he gasps she lifts him up by his neck. "Sam!" Suddenly m. Carrigan knocks Dean out, "Gosh, I wish you boys hadn't come down here."
Lys was in Dean and Candy's room, pacing in front of the door chewing on her nail. Candy was trying for the tenth time to call Dean and still no answer. "Damn it Dean" she said and closed her phone. "Lys please sit down."
"We should have gone with them. I feel like a sitting duck." Lys plopped down next to her sister. "We should be doing something."
Candy thought for a moment and something popped into her head. "I got it. Lys do you remember last Christmas when we had to dress up as dancers to get into that club?"
"Yeah. When we were trying to get a lead on Lilith." Lys said and she knew that look in her sisters eyes.
"Oh no. I am not wearing that thing again."
"Lys we don't have a choice. We can pretend to be....."
"What hookers?"
"No smartass. We got over to the house and knock on the door. We can pretend to be out caroling. If for some reason they have Dean and Sam, maybe we can by the enough time to escape."
"Do you think they will fall for it?"
"We have to try. Come on Lys, you don't want them to hurt you little Sammy Bear do you?"
"That's a really stupid nickname but I see your point. Do we even still have those?"
"They are in the trunk."
"If this works, they owe us big time."
"That's the point" candy said and walked out the door the grab the outfits."
Dean raises his head, seeming to wake up. He tried to move but he was tied to a chair. "Sam?"
"Dean? You ok?"
"Yeah, I think so."
"So I guess we're dealing with Mr. and Mrs. God? Nice to know."
"Oooh, and here we thought you two lazybones were gonna sleep straight through all the fun stuff. " Mrs. Carrigan said as her and her husband entered the kitchen.
"And miss all this? Nah, we're partiers. "
"You're hunters, is what you are."
"Yeah, and you're pagan gods. So why don't we call it even and go our separate ways? "
"What, so you can bring back more hunters and kill us? I don't think so."
"Maybe you should have thought of that before you went snacking on humans then, huh?' Sam said.
"Why, we used to take over a hundred tributes a year. And that's a fact." Mrs. Carrigan said as she moves over to another shelf, and picks up two napkins and puts one in Deans lap as he makes a face, and then she moves around and puts one in Sams lap. "Now, what do we take, what, two, three? "
"Well, you say it like that, I guess you guys are the Cunninghams."
"You mister, better show us a little respect."
"Or what? You'll eat us?"
"Not so fast. There's uh, rituals to be followed first. Oh, we're just sticklers for ritual and you know what kicks off the shebang?"
"Let me guess. Meadowsweet? Oh, shucks, you're all out of wreaths. I guess we'll have to cancel the.. the sacrifice, huh?"
Mrs. Carrigan pulls out some more and put it around Sam and Deans . Carrigan holds up a big knife and a bowl and walks over to Sam. Sam looks at him. He puts the bowl underneath Sam's arm and moves the knife and cuts him over his arm.
"Leave him alone, you son of a bitch!"
Sam held his eyes tightly closed, breathing through the pain. Mrs. Carrigan walked over to Dean and She bends down and as Dean looks frantically from her to the knife, she cuts him, "You bitch!"
"Oh, my goodness, me. Somebody owes a nickel to the swear jar. Oh, you know what I say when I feel like swearing? Fudge."
"I'll try and remember that."
Mr. Carrigan turns the pliers in his hands and begins to walk over to Sam, "What do you think you're doing with those? "He looks at Sam with an evil smile and then bends down, taking his hand and forces it open as Sam has put it into a fist. "No. No, don't!" He holds out Sam's index finger and brings the pliers to his nail and begins to pull it off his finger. Sam screams and throws his head back in pain.
Sam was still recovering from the nail being pulled out from him. The pain was slowly fading but he could still feel the sting.
"Sammy you ok?" asked Dean after getting his arms cut deeply.
"Yeah...I think."
"Merry Christmas Sam."
"I hate you."
"Now is that everything?" asked Edward. "There's the blood, the nail...Ah we forgot the tooth." Edward grabbed the wrench and both him and Madge walked towards Dean. "Open wide."
Dean started to fidget as Edward put the wrench in his mouth.
"Dean!" yelled Sam. "Dean!"
They were about to pull the tooth when the doorbell rung. Everyone stopped moving and Dean looked frantically between Edward and Madge. With the wrench in his mouth he mumbled, "Is someone gonna get that? I think someone should get that."
"Oh rats," said Madge.
"Might as well," said Edward putting the wrench on the table.
Edward and Madge walked to the door and opened it up.
"Merry Christmas!" yelled Candy and Lys at the door. Both girls were wearing short Christmas costumes with hats. Lys was wearing a green one while Candy was wearing a matching red one.
"Oh they are precious for words," said Madge. "We could just eat them alive."
"I thought I heard carolers," said Edward smiling at the girls.
"Christmas, Christmas time is near, Time for toys and time for cheer," the girls started to sing rocking back and forth. "We've been good, but we can't last, Hurry Christmas, hurry fast."
Dean and Sam got out of the ropes. "Do those voices sound familiar to you?" asked Sam as they walked over to the one door and opened it up a little. "Oh my God."
"What?" Sam moved out of the way and looked out his eyes widening at what they were wearing.
"Remind me to yell at her for wearing something like that in public."
"I think we should be kissing their asses right now, they just let us escape."
Lys sung her part. "Want a plane that loops the loop."
Candy gave a fake perky smile and rolled her hips around as she pointed at herself singing, "Me, I want a hula hoop."
They both continued. "We can hardly stand the wait, Please Christmas, don't be late."
"That was beautiful," said Madge clapping.
"Perfect girls," said Edward. "Would you like some peanut brittle for the song?"
Candy went to grab for it but Lys grabbed her hand. "No, we have more houses to go to. Merry Christmas!" Candy smiled and waved as them as they walked down the sidewalk.
"Tramps," said Madge as they closed the door.
Candy and Lys walked back out the car and waited on Sam and Dean. They hoped that they were ok and they had a feeling they were when the heard a woman screaming, "Looks like the Misses got hers"
Lys smiled at her sister as the leaned against the hood, "Man we should have brought other clothes."
"Yeah I know. No I know how a hooker feels in the winter."
"You do know they will never let us forget this?"
"Yeah I know but I have a feeling Dean is going to be more mad I wore this in public."
"True….the joys of being married. I think Sam will just think I'm hot." Lys said and they saw Sam and Dean heading over to them. "What took you so long?"
"Sorry we were…umm…tied up. Nice outfit by the way." Sam said and took off his over shirt and wrapped it around her.
"Thank you Sam"
"We should be the one thanking you." Sam said and looked over at Dean who was staring at Candy."
"Where the hell did you get that?"
"I had it in the car."
"Ok so why did you have something like that in the car?"
"Shut up and let's go." Candy said and they all headed back to the motel to get warm.
When they got back to the motel, Lys and Sam walked into the room and Lys grabbed some clothes from her bag and went to change. Sam watched Lys shut the door behind her and he knew something was wrong. He knew there was something else going on besides playing hard to get.
When Lys walked out, she was just wearing a pair of pajama pants and a little blue tank top. It wasn't revealing or anything but Sam just couldn't stop looking at her. She was beautiful.
After brushing her teeth, Lys walked over and pulled back the covers. Sam knew something was on her mind, "Lys are you ok?"
"I am fine Sam. Why do you ask?"
"You just seem like something is bothering you."
"Its nothing"
"If it bothers you than I think it is something."
Lys sat down on the end of the bed and Sam sat down beside her. "Sam what is this?"
Sam looked around the room, "a motel?"
"No I mean between us. Is it just sex or is there....never mind" Lys said and got up but Sam was right behind her.
"Don't do that Lys." Sam grabbed her and turned Lys to face him. He placed his hands on her face ,"this is not just about sex. I would be lying if I told you I didn't enjoy that part but its more than that. I care about you Lys"
"I care about you too Sam" Lys said and Sam rubbed his thumbs over her cheeks.
"I more that just care about you Lys. I think I am falling in love with you."
Lys felt like her heart was going to beat out of her chest. He just looked at Sam as a single tear ran down her cheek. "I wish I could tell you that I thought I was falling in love with you but I can't." Sam felt his heart break as he heard those words come out of her mouth "I can't tell you that because I am not falling in love with you, I am in love with you Sam."
Sam looked into her eyes and pulled her face to his and their lips met. "I love you Lys"
"I love you too Sam" she said and wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him passionately as she backed him toward the bed but he stopped
"Lys wait....we don't have to do anything. I just like kissing and holding you."
Lys looked at him and smiled. That was the answer she wanted ,"Sam as much as I love hearing you say that, right now I just want you to make love to me. I want you."
"Not as much as I want you, all of you" he said and lift her up bridal style and softly laid her on the bed. He wanted this night to be perfect.
Once they got back to the motel the girls started to shiver as the mild weather started to change. Dean wrapped his arms around Candy's waist and kissed her cheek. "I should kill you for wearing something like this in public," he said against her cheek. "But I have a better idea."
"If this has anything to do with me wearing this to bed, think again Mr. Winchester," she said turning around in his arms and looking at him.
"Nah, I was thinking you can go get changed and me and you are going to go out."
She couldn't help the smile that spread across her face as she looked into his eyes. "Really? You actually want to go somewhere? You don't want to just get into our room and try to romance me in bed?"
He laughed as he cupped her face kissing her lightly. "I can do that later, right now I want to celebrate something we should have celebrated yesterday." He kissed her one last time. "Now, go get dressed and don't take too long." She grinned as she turned away and he slapped her ass. "Get movin!"
Candy came back out ten minutes later with her hair down and she was wearing dark jeans with a fitted white long sleeve shirt. Dean smiled at her and opened the passenger side door for her.
"Someone is trying to get brownie points tonight," she said and before she got in the car she kissed him lightly on the lips.
"Just kissing your ass baby." She grinned as he closed the door and got in on the other side.
Candy was surprised that Dean didn't take her to the normal 'hunter' kind of bar he took her to a bar and grill.
Dean put his hand on her lower back and he walks her towards a table and they sat across from each other.
"Well, Dean this is something I didn't think you would do."
"Well, sweetheart there is more to me then you know. I can be romantic when I want to be." He gave her his charming smile and took her hand in his and she felt herself blushing like the first time they met.
After they were done eating Dean heard a song that kind of made him wince hearing it, Bon Jovi's 'Bed of Roses'. He looked at Candy that was looking around smiling and he smiled at her and looked towards a few couples had gotten up and started dancing. He took a deep breath and got up. He walked over to her and put his hand out.
"Are we leaving?"
"Nope." She took his hand and walked her over to the other couples. He pulled her into his arms and he loved the look on her face.
"Dean…uh, we don't…"
"Shut up." He kissed her lips and took her hand in his as he held her close to him. She bit her bottom lip trying not to show her excitement. She rested her head on his chest as he rested his on the top of her head.
"Now as you close your eyes, Know I'll be thinking about you, While my mistress she calls me to stand in her spotlight again," Dean started to sing softly in her ear and she felt her heart beating fast against her chest she was pretty sure he could feel it. "Tonight I won't be alone, But you know that don't mean I'm not lonely, I've got nothing to prove for it's you that I'd die to defend."
She turned her head to look at him as he sung to her. "I wanna lay you down in a bed of roses, For tonight I'll sleep on a bed of nails, I wanna be just as close as your Holy Ghost is, And lay you down."
Their lips were inches apart and she closed the space between them and kissed him. He responded kissing her deeply and her arms wrapped around his neck as his wrapped around her waist.
"Someone really wants those brownie points," she said as their lips parted and they were breathing heavy.
He just smiled. "I just want you to know how special you are to me." He kissed her again. "Even if we get into fights and we're always butting heads and you frustrate me to no end but that's why I love you."
She smiled as he kissed her again. She bit her lip and said, "I think the teasing is over now."
He raised his eyebrows and smiled. "Oh really?"
"Maybe…if you admit you want me."
He shook his head as he leaned towards her ear and kissed it before saying, "I think you and I both know I want you and only you."
"How about we go to the motel and you prove it?"
He grabbed her hand and they grabbed their coats as they walked out and Dean said, "Only if you do that thing that you did in the bathtub."
"Oh I knew there was a catch."
Dean pulled her to him as he leaned his back against the car. "It was very hot." He kissed her passionately and they both felt something wet and cold hit their cheeks. They let go and looked up seeing it begin to snow.
"Hmmm, perfect," said Candy looking from the sky to Dean then kissed him.
