A/N: Thanks for all the wonderful reviews and follows I'm having a great time with this one. I'm sorry I've been gone for a bit. But the hardwork paid off! My very first published piece will release April the 12th!

Stunned Mari was paralyzed as her too heavy limbs refused to corporate. Her head pounded and her vision blurred. Something or someone had gotten the drop on her from behind. So much for being the backup, sorry Dean.

No! She sat straight up in bed, panting as her eyes looked about the room wildly.

"It's okay Ri, I got you." The comforting voice of Dean brought her into the present.
"Dean?"

"Yeah Ri." His large hand rubbed her back and she took a deep breath, focusing on calming herself as her heart thudded in her chest. The nightmares always came back around the anniversary. It was why Dean was crammed behind her in the tiny twin bed. Things had been rocky between them but like any family they banded together when it really counted.

"You here with me now?" he asked.

"Yes. I'm sorry."

"It's okay."

Dad was off on a separate hunt this year which stung. He usually made it a point to stick around for this date, but she was sixteen. Too old to be looking to her Daddy for comfort, especially in their line of work. That kind of damsel in distress attitude would get you killed. Disgusted by her weakness she threw back the covers and swung her legs over the side.

"It's three in the morning we should try to get some sleep. Daylight is going to come mighty early tomorrow."

"Mhmm."

She heard him fumbling with the nightstand. Click. The small desk lamp they'd purchased because Sam liked to read when others wanted to sleep illuminated the space. Sleep mused hair looked good on Dean. It should be illegal for a man to look that good fresh out of sleep. His hazel gaze held hers.

"I'm here Ri, nothing will happen to you , do you understand?"

"Yes." She whispered.

"Good, now come here." He laid back,opened his arms, and she climbed into them. They'd done this since she was a child. But things were so much different now. She snuggled into his side, rested her head on his chest and inhaled the scent of soap, oil, and musk that was O' dee Dean. He placed a gentle kiss on her forehead and her bones liquefied.

"I will always take care of you Mari Winchester."

She lifted her head and their gazes locked. His eyes turned shade darker and glossed. They moved together as one. Their lips meet. A flash of heat warmed her body from the inside out. It was crossing a line. His lips brushed hers again and she found she couldn't bring herself to care. Closing her eyes she savored the gentle caresses , open her mouth, to allow his tongue entrance. The kiss was slow and sensual as their tongues tangled and tasted. He was minty and addictive. His arm tightened around her waist pulling her closer. Their bodies aligned and she felt his hardness pressed up against her belly. A thrill of excitement ran through her. This was further then she'd ever been before. It was pretty much impossible to date given their lifestyle and the three every protective men in her life.

"Dean? Mari?"

Sam's voice washed over them like a bucket of cold water. They scooted as far apart as possible and she closed her eyes as shame hit her in waves.

"We're here Sammy, Ri had a bad dream."

"You okay Ri?"

"Y-yeah I'm fine Sammy. Go back to sleep."

"Okay." His sleep worn voice made her smile. She loved that boy like he was her own.

"Ri?" Dean whispered.

"Yeah?"

"What was that?"

She forced herself to do what was best for them all.

"A mistake."

Silence fell between them. She began to drift off when he whispered. "Liar."