It's been a week since the incident at the hotel and Dean was avoiding Carmen. He wasn't sure what he wanted anymore and he hated that feeling. Did he still love her or was he simply possessive of her and didn't care about her as a person? For some odd reason he still thought he'd made a mistake in taking a mate. He shook his head in frustration about himself. He knew he couldn't let her go and find someone else. The bare thought of her with another man made him sick.
Dean continued down the hallway but stopped when he heard voices coming from the kitchen.
"That's the second visit this week. I'm getting a little suspicious here. Is something going on that I don't know about?" Carmen asked Sam with a smile as she walked over to the fridge.
Sam took a seat at the table, feeling uncomfortable. Carmen didn't know that there was indeed something going on and Dean wanted to get rid of her. Sam's been coming over constantly, fearing that one day Carmen would be gone.
He faked a smile, knowing it was convincing. "Well, I'm hoping you're going to leave Dean for me eventually. That's the reason why I'm visiting so often." He joked.
"You still haven't found your mate?" She asked, taking a bottle with red liquid out of the fridge. "A negative for you, right?" She asked, pouring a glass.
"Thanks." Sam replied, taking the glass from her. "No, she's still out there, at least I hope so." Sam continued, answering her question.
Carmen heard the hopelessness in his voice and attempted to make him feel better. "You have to be patient, Sam. You've been a vampire for only four hundred years, you know the majority of our kind found their mate after over five hundred years."
"Dean's found you after being a vampire for only two hundred years." Sam retorted and Carmen sighed."Dean's always been the exception that proves the rule." She replied and Sam chuckled.
"He would've been better off if he'd never met me, though." She added quietly and Sam looked over at her in shock. He took her hand in his, squeezing it for comfort. "Don't say that. Everything's going to be fine, you're just going through a rough time in your relationship."
"No, he hates me, Sam. It's okay, you can admit it." She said and looked like she was going to cry. Sam cupped her face with his hands and leaned in as if he wanted to kiss her.
"I'm here for you." He whispered and lightly pressed his lips amicably to hers. He pulled away and smiled friendly at her.
At that moment Dean stormed into the kitchen. Something was obviously bothering him but he tried to keep cool as he walked over to the counter and poured himself a glass of blood.
"Hey, whatcha doin' ?" He asked casually and Sam had to fight back his laughter. Dean was so worked up but his pride didn't allow him to show it.
Carmen looked at him surprised. "Nothing, just talking." She said.
Dean snuffled annoyed. "Talking, huh." He said through gritted teeth. He noticed how close they were sitting together and it made him mad.
Sam leaned back in satisfaction. Now, he had finally clarity about Dean's feelings for Carmen.
"Can you go now? This is a private conversation here." He said with a smirk watching Dean's eyes darken in anger. Oh, he knew he was going to get a hand full from him later, but it was worth it.
"No prob." Dean spat and left the kitchen.
"What the hell was that?" Carmen asked in confusion. "He hasn't talked to me in about a week and now he walks in here like everything's normal." She exclaimed, jumping up from her seat.
Sam realized that Carmen was oblivious to the fact how jealous Dean really was.
"And I still don't know he'd found out about the hotel anyway." She continued.
"I told him." Sam confessed and watched how pale she got. "What? I don't understand..." She trailed off weakly.
Sam took a deep breath, choosing his next words carefully. "You forgot, I own that hotel. I was there, watching you the whole time because I was worried about you. I knew how Dean's words had gotten to you although you pretended not to care. When I saw you walking away with that guy...I'm sorry, it's not my business and I shouldn't have interfered but I was thinking about you at that moment."
He paused and got up, stepping closer to her. "I knew you were going to regret it and I wanted to stop it but it was too late. As far as Dean's concerned he totally deserved it. I just want you to know I did it for you, not him." He ended his speech.
Carmen swallowed hard and hugged him tightly. "Thank you for caring. You're the best friend I've ever had." She said quietly and looked up at him, smiling.
Sam was glad to see a smile on her face. "Anything for my sister in law." He said without thinking, realizing too late what he'd said. "God, Carmen, I'm so sorry."
"Sam, it's okay." She calmed him. "I feel like you two are already married." Sam tried to explain.
Carmen smiled at him. "Well, we sure have drama going on like a married couple."
It was quiet for a while and Sam cussed inwardly at how insensitive he was. Suddenly he heard Carmen chuckle. "What?" He asked curiously.
"It's just...I was reminded of Miss Adelaide, you know? She'd waited fourteen years for her fiancé to marry her. I think I beat her, don't I?" She broke into a fit of laughter and couldn't stop.
"I like that musical." Sam stated, making her laugh even more.
Carmen walked into the bedroom where Dean was getting undressed. She swallowed hard when he took his shirt off, revealing his broad shoulders and muscular chest. She calmed herself down and passed him casually, heading for the en suite bathroom. "Hey baby." She greeted.
Dean huffed and spun around, making her turn back to him in surprise. "Is there a problem?" She asked politely as if talking to a stranger.
Dean glared at her. "What kind of sick mind game is it that you're playing?" He barked.
Carmen stood in the door way to the bathroom, her hands started to shake. "Excuse me?"
"You heard me. That guy at the hotel, I get it, I deserved that, but Sam? You're trying to get back at me by hitting on my brother."
Carmen walked over to the bed and slowly sat down on the edge. "Sam and I are just friends and you know that. I wasn't feeling very well and he comforted me, that's all. Nothing's going on between the two of us. Aren't you happy that I get along with your brother?"
Was he jealous? Did he think she wanted to be with Sam? She couldn't help but feel a little hope and joy started to build in her stomach.
"What if I told you I was in love with Sam?" She challenged, watching Dean's reaction intently. "You're jealous, aren't you?"
Dean smirked, trying to play it off. "I don't get jealous sweetheart and your games don't work on me."
"Tell me Dean, please, I need to know. Did you mean what you said? You don't want me anymore?" She tried to make it sound unemotional but Dean noticed the hurt in her voice. He'd gone too far and hurt her. He walked over to the bed and knelt in front of her.
If he hadn't known any better he would've thought she was a witch. She'd put a spell on him and had complete control over him.
He looked her over; she was irresistable in those washed out jeans and white tank top. How could she look so innocent yet be so dangerous?
Dean couldn't control his feelings, he crashed his lips to hers, pushing her onto the bed. He buried her under his body, kissing her violently.
Carmen wasn't strong enough to break the kiss, so she ran her hands through his hair and down his back, enjoying the rough kiss.
She moaned loudly when Dean slipped his hands under her top and pulled him closer to her, running her tongue over his fangs.
All of a sudden, Dean pulled away and looked down at her for a couple of minutes. Then, he got up and left without a word.
Carmen closed her eyes in frustration. Dean hadn't answered her question and she still didn't know how he felt about her. What was she supposed to do?
Sam Winchester was in his office interviewing people for the hotel manager job. It was already two pm and he still hadn't found someone suitable for the job. He had thirty minutes left til the next person would show up, so he decided to take a break. He was about to get up from behind his desk when his brother burst into the room.
"We need to talk." He announced coldly.
Sam looked at him and noticed how agitated Dean was.
"Hello to you, too." He replied smiling. "Cut the crap! What are you doing with my woman?" He got to the point immediately.
"I'm not doing anything with her." He sighed. "But look at it this way, if she wants me, she's going to leave you and you're off the hook." Sam said, shrugging his shoulders.
"I warn you, stay away from her brother, otherwise you're gonna regret it." Dean threatened and watched a smile creep on Sam's face.
"Dean, do you really think I would betray you and go after your mate?" He asked and got up, walking around his desk til he was standing in front of Dean. He watched the expression on his brother's face and in that moment he truly feared for his life; Dean looked ready to kill.
"I love her like a sister and all I'm trying to say is that you're hurting her. She's more vulnerable than you think." Sam continued quickly. "Do you still think she's a mistake?"
"Of course not, I never said that! But Sam...you kissed her!" Dean exclaimed hoarsely. Sam could tell that this was torture to him.
"I did that on purpose." He explained.
"What are you talking about?" Dean narrowed his eyes at him.
"Oh my god Dean, are you really that stupid? I knew you were in the hallway, so I tested you and I got my answer. You love Carmen more than life, don't you?"
"You're kidding, right?" Dean asked nervously. "You tried to make me jealous? Are you on her side?" Dean rambled.
"There are no sides, Dean. You know how mad you make me? Carmen is the one, she's the perfect mate for you yet you're trying to push her away and I don't understand why. Don't you get how lucky you are you found her at all? Some of us spend all eternity without a mate!" Sam yelled and Dean got really quiet. He'd forgotten Sam was still single and he cursed himself inwardly. He took a deep breath, trying to explain his feelings.
"I'm scared Sammy, I know she's not happy with me. I've turned her against her will and now she has to live with that. I'm not a one woman man, I shouldn't be with anyone." He confessed quietly and swallowed hard after he'd spoken. This was the first time he'd opened up and it felt weird to say those words out loud.
Sam looked at him in shock. Now Dean's behaviour made sense. He remained calm, not showing him he'd guessed what Dean hadn't said. He loved Carmen but he feared he didn't deserve her, so he tried to push her away before she could hurt him first. That was typical Dean Winchester.
Even if you got turned into a vampire, your human weaknesses survived through all the years.
Sam sighed at the situation. "Dean, that woman loves you. God knows for what, but she does."
Dean smirked. "Well, I do that thing where I..." He started but Sam cut him off."Please, stop. I don't need to know." He paused before he spoke up again. "She thinks you hate her."
"What?" Dean whispered and ran a hand through his hair, letting Sam's words sink in. "I don't hate her! Could...could you tell her that?" He asked.
Sam chuckled, sometimes Dean acted like a child. "What, are you in seventh grade? Tell her yourself!
"Yeah, if that was so easy. You know that everytime we're in the same room we start fighting. On top of that, I kinda bailed last night again." Dean huffed. "I'm sorry, Sammy, for what I've said. I know you wouldn't go after my girl." He apologized.
"It's okay, I provoked it." Sam replied and Dean nodded.
After Dean had left, Sam got back to work. He glanced at his watch, the next potential employee should appear soon.
All of a sudden an intense scent caught his attention. He tried to focus on it but but got confused. It only got more intense and Sam started to feel dizzy, realizing it was a human's scent. Two seconds later there was a knock at the door and a young woman with shoulder length light brown hair and grey eyes walked in. She smiled nervously at him and Sam couldn't take his eyes off her.
"Mr Winchester?" She asked hesitantly. Her soft and clear voice snapped him out of his daze. "Yeah, that's me. Are you here for the job interview?"
"Yes, your secretary said I should just knock. I hope that's okay. My name's Abigail Holt."
"Nice to meet you. Please, take a seat." Sam replied and when he shook her hand it was like he was struck by lightning.
He sat down and tried to breathe normally. Had he just met his mate?
A/N: Thanks so much for reading, I hope you liked:) BIG thanks to cold kagome and sam and dean crazy ass wench for reviewing the last chapter, you made me so happy:)