Welcome back for chapter forty-two. We're still in Cara's point of view, as a reminder. Enjoy
Disclaimer: I own nothing but my idea and OC. Everything else belongs to it's respective owners. Including the idea of a vampire being cursed with a soul which I borrowed and made it a demon born with a soul. No infringement intended.
Warning: This chapter contains spoilers for S1 Ep16: Shadows. If you haven't seen it, I suggest you do so. You were warned.

Rocky Road

Things have been strange since Minnesota and I wasn't a fan of them. Sam was trying to ask me about what I actually was, always tilting his head at me when Dean was around as if he was silently asking me to tell him. That's why I try not to be alone and why I practically glue myself to Dean every time Sam is around. Dean on the other was just acting strange. He was always awkward when I was around, like some kid talking to his crush. I prayed for things to be like they were in Minnesota but I knew that would never happen. Too much has gone on and there is never any going back. Three of us were sitting around doing nothing when my phone rang. I excused myself from the boys' company and went outside to answer it. "Hello?"

"Things aren't right in Chicago."

"You aren't supposed to call me. That's dangerous. Besides, you never warn me of activity. I thought you swore off that."

"I know I did but I also know that whatever is going down in Chicago, is more of an issue at the moment."

"Alright. What should I know?"

"Something is in the shadows and a young woman was just killed."

"Good enough for me. I shouldn't say this but keep me posted on anything else."

"Be careful."

"I always am." I hung up my phone and headed back into the motel room. "Alright, guys. I'm heading out."

"Where?"

"Something came up in Chicago. I'm gonna go check it out." Dean got out of his chair so quickly, he sent the chair flying across the room. My eyes went from the chair back to Dean and I tilted my head at the angry look on his face.

"You're not going alone."

"Dean, I got this. Honest." Dean stepped forward and as he walked forward, he began to back me up until my back hit the wall. "I've handled things like this before."

"Yeah? Well, now you've got us and you aren't going alone." I went to say something but Dean punched the wall, making me jump and making Sam stand up. "I'm not arguing with you, Cara, and I'm not letting you go alone." Dean stared at me and spoke up. "Sam. Start the car." Dean threw his keys to Sam and I watched him leave the motel room with his bag in hand.

"Dean." I jumped when Dean grabbed my wrists and pinned them above my head on the wall.

"You have no idea how much you mean to me. I'd die if I lost you so you better realize that I'm not letting you out of my sight." I could feel Dean shaking from our close proximity and I could feel tears well up in my eyes. I could never imagine Dean acting this way but now that it was happening, it was the most beautiful thing I'd ever seen. I mustered my strength, got my hands out of Dean's grip and pulled him in for a kiss. His hands immediately latched on my hips and pulled us even closer. My tongue poked his bottom lip and I heard him sigh as his mouth opened to let my tongue in. I didn't want this moment to end but there were people in danger in Chicago. I pulled away from Dean, noticing that his eyes were still closed and gently kissing his forehead.

"I'm never going to leave you, Dean." I grabbed his hand, grabbed my bag and met up with Sam outside.

"Everything okay, guys?" I nodded and tilted my head toward the Impala. Sam just nodded and hopped in the passenger seat and the boys followed me after I turned my car on. It wasn't too long of a drive to Chicago and we were there in no time. I parked my car away from the crime scene and tilted my head as I watched the boys go past me. My phone rang, making me jump and then internally yell at myself for being skiddish.

"Yeah."

"Hang back from the boys. I need to talk to you." I growled in anger and punched my steering wheel.

"Damn it. You know that is dangerous. We never know who is watching. If anything bad were to happen to you, I'd never be able to live with myself."

"Cara, I understand the risks but this is important." I sighed and took a deep breath.

"Fine. Guide me."

Dean's Point of View

Sam and I changed into some really stupid costumes and drove to the place Sam had found in the paper. We guessed it had been where Cara was headed so we just ran with the lead. I didn't know where she want but I knew she'd catch up. I parked the car, grabbed the bag and Sam and I headed to the apartment. "Alright, Dean, this is place."

"You know, I gotta say, Dad made it just fine without wearing these stupid costumes. I feel like a high school drama dork." Sam laughed and I joined him as I remembered a play Sam did. "What was that play that you did? Our town! Yeah, you were good. It was cute."

"Look, you wanna pull this off or not?"

"I'm just saying these outfits cost hard-earned money. Okay?"

"Whose?"

"Ours. You think credit card fraud is easy?"

-FIN-

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