Bitten

AN: Who would have thought my first fanfiction would have lead to another story and chapters galre! Ya'll are just lucky I guess... :P Enjoy and tell me what you think!

Ashley wasn't sure how long she had been out, but as she awoke she soon discovered she had been stripped to her undies and only one brother was with her in the musty motel room. The bathroom door was left open, but the shower was occupied. Ashley attempted to sit up, but instantly felt her skin scream at the movement. She felt around and felt her body covered in many gauze patches.

"Hey" Ashley called out from the main sitting room to alert which ever brother was here that she was awake.

"Ash, you okay?" Dean called from the bathroom as he shut off the lukewarm water.

"Yeah" she cleared her throat "what um- what happened?"

Dean finally emerged from the bathroom with only a towel wrapped around his waist. His scarred arms and chest always surprised her, but there were no new marks littering his body, so Ashley allowed her anxiety to slowly disappear.

"Nothing really. You got bit a couple times so you passed out from blood loss" Dean shrugged as if it was no big deal.

"Oh, okay" she said pulling the sheet up as much as she could to hide her exposed chest. Dean laughed at her sudden show of self-consciousness and started back towards the steamed bathroom.

"That was a dumb move" Ashley mumbled to herself as she lowered the threadbare sheet from her bare chest. "Hey Dean" Ashley called out, "where is Sam?"

"He's wrapping up some loose ends" Dean said poking his head out the bathroom door "how's your back?"

"Uh fine, just the skin feels real tight."

"Yeah, that's where your worst bites are" he said looking at Ashley with many questions creasing his face.

"Gotcha" Ashley said fighting through the pain so she could sit up with her legs dangling off the side of the bed. Ashley noticed Dean's eyes linger on the puckered scar located on her left thigh. "Dean you can't blame yourself for this" she motioned towards the long jagged self-inflicted scar.

"Yeah I know, but it's my job to protect you Kiddo."

"And you know that's a bunch of crap" Ashley spat at her brother; she still didn't understand why Dean was following this order of John's when it was clear both herself and Sam were grown-ass adults.

"Too bad" Dean playfully threw back at his sister. "So since you're vertical again, wanna go get a couple beers?"

"Only if you spill more of your deep dark secrets tonight" Ashley joked as she stood up to start looking for some clean clothes.

Dean missed hanging with his little sister like they used to when Sam was in college. After a hunt they would hit up a local dive and knock back either a couple shots or a few cold ones, Ashley always looked younger than she really was, so the bartender would always check her ID and that little act would boost her self-confidence.

Ashley was happiest in bars and tonight was no different. She had even dragged Dean out on the dance floor and despite his clumsy moves; she demanded one dance with her brother. But now that the song was over Dean knew she expected him to open up wide.

"Well what do you want to know?" Dean asked his little sister, who was perched on a stool next to him.

"I want to know what it was like being out" she implied turning to face Dean.

"It was nice" was all Dean could come up with, but he knew that wouldn't appease Ashley. "Ben was almost like my son when Sam came back to get me" Dean said taking a swig from the beer in front of him.

"Then why did you leave them?"

"Cuz you kids needed me" Dean said with a smirk.

"I wish you would just drop the protective big brother act" Ashley said shaking her head "we aren't kids anymore Dean, you've done your job."

Dean knew his sister was more than capable of taking care of herself, but sometimes he'd look at her and still see that big eyed little girl clinging to his side whenever John would leave her alone for a hunt. "Too bad" he said finishing his beer and standing to leave.

"Sam hasn't been back and he hasn't called, should we go look for him?" Ashley asked as she paced back and forth in the small motel room.

"His cell phone GPS says he's a block away, down Killer" Dean shrugged as he flopped down on the bed and flipped on the small box television. Ashley allowed a growl to escape her throat as she sat down on the foot of the bed waiting for Sam to come through that door.

It felt like hours had gone by when he finally did, and it took all Ashley's strength to allow Dean to question Jumbo Winchester here. "Where you been dude?" Dean asked not even peeling his eyes from the TV.

"Uh, you know loose ends" Sam said taking off his jacket.

"Ah, Sammy got a girl" Ashley teased once her frustration disappeared. She could read Sam's face like an open book, and it was written right across his forehead under his tasseled brown hair.

"Shut it Ashley" Sam squeaked out as he playfully pushed his sister out of his way so he could shower off the smell of sex on his body.

AN: Sorry its short, new longer chapters will be coming soon I get all my school work under control!