Her whole body was trembling with desperate need; Carmen was quickly getting dizzy, incapable of fighting or protesting. She felt herself turn weak with the force of Dean's body keeping her pinned against the wall. And hell, she loved it, enjoyed every fucking minute of it.

Dean almost lost control when Carmen gave in, wrapped her arms around him and parted her lips willingly to welcome his tongue. Her reaction took his breath away. He groaned into the kiss and leaned into her even more, making sure to keep her trapped between his body and the wall. He had seen the fear in her eyes, surprisingly she hadn't tried to hide it from him; and though he knew it was wrong it turned him on. He didn't want to scare his mate, but damn, that look on her face, desire mixed with excitement and fearful anticipation made him want to dominate her, overwhelm her. He had sensed how aroused she was by the fact that she didn't know what he was about to do to her.

Dean felt her hold tighten on him; she pulled him closer to her, not wanting any space left between them. Her eagerness made him chuckle and he slipped his hands down her sides to squeeze her ass quickly before pulling back a little. He looked at her with lust-blown eyes and she met his gaze, a little confused as to why he had stopped.

"I would never hurt you, babe." He breathed against her lips and cupped her chin, running a thumb over her wet and swollen bottom lip.

Carmen cleared her throat and nodded quickly. "I know. You just...surprised me. Dean, listen...I..."

"It's okay, I deserved it." He cut her off, knowing she wanted to apologize for the harsh words that had slipped out of her mouth earlier. "It's the truth, I've never been there for you. Never thought that maybe you could be needing me."

"There's no way you could've known, Dean." Carmen appeased quietly. She used to be so pissed at him in the past, whenever she was all alone and desperately waiting for him to come home. But now that he was finally sure about keeping her, she didn't feel the need to make it hard for him. After all, he was doing his best to make it up to her for the long miserable decades.

"Yeah, 'cause I was never home." Dean said bitterly and saw sadness cloud Carmen's eyes.

"Well, it's only happened a few times that I woke up in unbearable heat...I guess, I could've gone out and looked for you at a bar or wherever you'd been and made you come home with me to put the fire out, but I thought..." She trailed off and bit her bottom lip, quickly looking away.

"What?" Dean demanded."Tell me."

Carmen took a deep breath before looking into the dark green depths of his eyes again."I thought you wouldn't want me anyway, even when I was in heat...I'm sorry, Dean. This is stupid, I shouldn't have brought this up."

"No, it's good you're telling me this now." Dean protested and managed a little smile."If you'd shown up at the bar, all hot and bothered, I would've left with you right away. Because no matter how pissed I'd been, I could've never resisted you, darling. That's always been my problem."

Dean was glad to see Carmen smile a little at his words. "I'll remember that for the the next time. But, Dean..." She added hesitantly.

"Yeah?" He encouraged her to go on.

"The last time I was in heat and you had acccidentally shown up, you just fucked me a few times for your own entertainment and then left again. Don't get me wrong, it was amazing. I was happier than I'd been in weeks and hoped you'd finally decided to be with me again. But you kept on staying away and only appeared weeks later again...I was sure I'd lost you forever and I'd never see you again..."

Dean wanted to say something so badly, to comfort her, but he didn't dare to interrupt her and let her continue instead. He had to know how she had felt during the past, as painful as it was to hear what a jackass he had been and how bad he had hurt her.

"And that one time before that you hadn't been here at all. And the worst part...the worst part was that even if I'd looked for you, I couldn't have found you, because I wasn't able to sense you any longer." Carmen's voice cracked as the memories from the past resurfaced again and she had to suppress an unpleasant shiver. "That has never happened to me before and this was what had me really scared out of my mind. I took it as a sign that it was the end. Our bond was disappearing...I thought you must've hated me that much."

"And the next time you were in heat you were forced to find someone else to take care of you." Dean stated emotionless after she had ended; Carmen's head shot up in surprise and by the look on his face she could tell that he knew. She closed her eyes and fought back the stinging tears.

"I never wanted you to find out. Hell, I never intended on doing this to you, Dean...I'm so ashamed of myself." She opened her eyes in surprise when she felt Dean's hand on her face and saw him smiling sadly, but softly at her. "It was a long time ago, wasn't it?" He asked and she nodded.

"Yeah, and it only happened a few times, I swear. I felt so damn guilty every time that I decided it would be easier to endure the pain and suffer quietly through the heat all by myself than to cheat on you. Eventually the lust had disappeared and I guess my body has gotten used to it, because I haven't been in heat in years. Until now." She added as another wave of lust tearing through her body reminded her of her current state. She let out a groan and buried her face in his chest, not able to look him in the eye any longer."I'm so sorry I cheated on you. But I'd tried to hold out for as long as possible, you have to believe me. At some point the lust had taken over and I couldn't take it anymore. I had no idea you knew. How did you find out?"

"When you had sex with that guy at the hotel..." Dean started, eyes turning darker with anger at the memory. Carmen dared to glance up at him, but couldn't meet his gaze and hung her head in shame.

"It was kind of a wake up call for me. I was so cocky and never thought you'd actually do this. It never crossed my mind that you could go out and cheat on me."

"That day had been..." Carmen eventually looked back at him, clearing her throat when her voice failed her. "That day had been especially rough and I was...I'd reached my limit. I was broken, devastated. Even though I knew I was going to regret it I went with Eric to his room, because...I didn't give a shit anymore. You didn't want me and the pain was unbearable."

She managed a sad smile. Dean cupped her face and kissed her softly on the forehead. "Baby..." He interrupted himself, incapable of finding the words that could make it right. And what was he supposed to say? He couldn't change the past. He couldn't deny the fact that not that long ago he hadn't wanted a mate and thought about getting rid of her. He had constantly pushed her away, so he couldn't blame Carmen for trying to find love and intimacy in another man's arms. And what was the reason for all this damage? Fear. Dean had been so damn scared of being happy, thought he didn't deserve to be with his mate. He was terrified of losing her.

Carmen felt how Dean's hold tightened on her and she started to caress his back; running her hands slowly up and down in an attempt to calm and comfort him."That was over a year ago, Dean. It wasn't out of revenge or anything, I've never tried to get back at you. Making out with guys and seeing you get jealous was a lot of fun, though." She whispered in his ear and smiled when she heard him chuckle.

He let go of her and took a step back."I never regretted killing that guy and I'd do it again in a heartbeat. He knew how upset you were and took advantage of you." Dean said determinedly and Carmen sighed."Yeah, you're right. And I didn't beg you to have mercy on him. Maybe it's a little heartless, but when you burst into that room I didn't care what you were going to do to Eric."

"Good. He had it coming, anyway." Dean smiled at her and leaned in, giving her a quick kiss. "No one touches my girl." He whispered against her lips before claiming her mouth with his again and persuading her to deepen the kiss. Carmen couldn't deny the gentle seductive swipe of his tongue over her bottom lip and parted her lips to let their tongues meet.

Dean took a step forward, forcing her to step back until she was pressed with her back against the wall again. He ran his hands from her shoulders and down her arms, causing Carmen's whole body to shudder and entwined their fingers. He lifted her arms and pinned their joined hands above her head, making it impossible for her to escape and kissed down her throat, lightly nibbling on the skin. Carmen suppressed another whimper, but couldn't help but arch her back, wanting to get closer to him.

"You're not going anywhere." Dean whispered into her neck before resuming the teasing.

"Dean...please...The sooner I leave the sooner I'll be back." Carmen managed to get out, trying to get her hands free, but Dean was left unfazed and simply tightend his grip in response.

"No."

Carmen was turned on to no ends by the way he held her captive with his strong body; she knew it was impossible for her to wriggle out of his hold. She let out a sigh and let her head fall back as Dean's lips moved further down her cleavage.

"I'll behave, you can trust me." She mumbled quietly. No reaction. Carmen let out a soft moan when Dean nudged her legs apart to press closer to her. "Dean, don't you see it? I'm in complete control, otherwise I would've already given in to you."

Dean froze, stopped his actions and lifted his head to look at her. He blinked a few times as he thought about her words. She was right. He was doing his best work here and though she was in heat, moaning and writhing under his touch, she still fought to stay cool instead of letting the cravings take over. He frowned, a little confused. Carmen smiled softly at him. His hold on her had loosened and she got out of his grip and placed his hand on her chest, right on the spot where her heart was and put both her hands on top of his to prevent him from pulling away. Through the soft and heated up skin Dean could feel her heart right under his palm and her blood running through the veins. The way she had his hand pressed tightly to her chest, to her heart made him swallow hard. This action had a surprisingly emotional effect on him and he found himself struggling with his feelings for a few seconds.

"Trust me, baby." She pleaded, looking up at him with innocent eyes and smiling endearingly. He knew instantly he wasn't going to win this argument. He felt powerless whenever she looked at him that way, with so much love and patience in her gaze and when she was being so onoxiously reasonable, asking him to hear her out and understand her point of view.

"I do, it's the other vamps I don't trust!" He spat, not able to hold back his annoyance. He was angry with himself for giving in so easily and the words came out rather harsh; this was his only protest though."I can't stand the thought of you with someone else."

"You have nothing to be worried about." Carmen reassured and raised an eyebrow. "Why would I want some other man when I can have you?"

Dean thought about her words as he moved his hand further down her chest and cupped her left breast, running his thumb over the full mound and teasing her through the thin material of her shirt. Carmen sighed and closed her eyes in pleasure, but opened them in shock when she heard Dean utter the next words.

"Fine." He said reluctantly and pulled her close, kissing her quick, but hot and urgent as if to make sure she knew how much she meant to him.

"Really?" Carmen asked breathless when he had loosened his hold on her and stepped away.

"Yeah, it's just a couple of hours, right? But I'll keep an eye on you." He stated determinedly, his tone not allowing any protest. "You won't even notice I'm there." He added, expecting her to get pissed at him again. But her reaction was quite the opposite.

Dean's teeth were clenched and his eyes blazing down on her, menacing like a dark forest at midnight. Carmen shuddered, instantly turned on even more by his attitude and she tried her best to not let it show. She bit her bottom lip, her eyes roaming down his perfect body longingly. "Can't wait to see how you're going to manage that."

Dean's anger vanished in less than a second, replaced by a satisfied smirk. He watched her walk over to the counter in the kitchen and pick up her bag.

"You know, I've managed to stalk you before, love."

Carmen snorted and wrapped her arms around his neck."Yeah, when I was still human and couldn't possibly have known that I was being followed by a vampire."

Dean chuckled."Doesn't matter, sweetheart. I can still sneak up on you without you noticing."

"I doubt that, but we'll see." Carmen simply replied, the thought exciting her. Was it really possible that he could be so close to her, watching her the entire night without her sensing him? Carmen was always able to feel him when he was in the vicinity, but she was looking forward to being proven wrong.

She kissed him one last time and left the kitchen. Dean remained standing still with a little smile playing on his lips, listening to the front door being opened and then shut closed before the engine of her car roared to life and then disappeared in the distance.

When Carmen stepped out of the elevator and onto the floor that she worked on and saw a young reporter who had recently started working for the paper sitting on a chair in a corner, sobbing hysterically, she grew instantly alarmed. The reason that she had gotten called in couldn't be all work related and Carmen let out a heavy sigh at the thought. She was definitely not in the condition to be dealing with trouble tonight.

Laura, her colleague and friend who had called her earlier made her way towards her, equally annoyed and angry. "Hey, what happened?" Carmen asked when she had reached her and the vampiress rolled her piercing blue eyes and huffed.

"That happened." She simply replied and Carmen followed her gaze to the chief editor's office. Behind the glass walls that separated him from the main room where everyone was busy working behind their desk, she saw her boss and, of course, Olivia engaged in a rather vivid conversation. Olivia was sitting on his desk with crossed legs. Her skirt was short, her top was tight and she was telling the boss a joke. The chief editor seemed very pleased, he leaned back in his chair and let out a loud laugh.

"I see." Carmen said calmly and forced herself to look away and focus on the woman standing next to her.

"She's making all our lives a living hell, postponing deadlines, critizing and deleting every freakin' article. She made Jenny cry and the poor girl's been crying her eyes out for the past half an hour."

Carmen glanced at the girl again and frowned."But what about Roberts? He's the boss, not Olivia."

"He's thrilled." Her colleague answered snidely. "He said it's about damn time someone put the fear of god in us and made us work our asses off. Apparently we've gotten lazy."

"What? Are you kidding?" Carmen exclaimed in shock, unable to understand what the hell was going on. The chief editor was a very old and very experienced vampire; dominating and controlling. He would never let someone undermine his authority like that. Carmen remembered all too well how suspicious he had been towards her when she first started working for him. So how the hell had Olivia managed to gain his confidence that fast? Only one possibility came to mind and Carmen had to suppress a shiver.

"Okay, so Roberts is her number one fan. But what about you, Laura? And the others?"

Laura chuckled, her blue eyes sparkling menacingly. "I've been walking the earth way before that little bitch was even born. The other vamps don't give a shit about her, either. They're just trying to ignore this chaos and get their work done. But the poor humans...they're scared to death."

"Hell, I can't blame them." Carmen sighed again.

"Yeah, well. Now you know what's going on here." Laura said. "So anyway, Olivia told me my article was crap and deleted it not only from my computer, but from the external hard drive as well."

Carmen groaned at her words."That article was great, I've read the piece you sent me."

"Yeah, that's why I called you. You still have it? I know you've got a lot of work to do yourself, but thanks to Olivia the deadline's tomorrow and I could really use some help rewriting it."

"Of course." Carmen replied, feeling bad for her. She knew all too well how irritating it was to be forced to rewrite something. "But I really need some coffee first."

Laura smiled at her, but then frowned when Carmen moved past her and she caught a whiff of her scent. "Oh my god!" She exclaimed and caught her arm, pulling Carmen back to her.

"I'm so sorry, I had no idea...maybe, you should get back home." Laura said, a guilty expression on her face."You should've told me."

Carmen blushed, knowing what her friend was referring to."It's okay, really. I'm fine."

"Are you sure? You're in heat, you should be at home. You know how dangerous it can be." Laura added hesitantly, concern written all over her face.

"Well, I'm here with you. You can look after me and make sure I don't do anything stupid, right?"

"Yeah, sure." She replied and then her eyes suddenly widened in fear. "Does Dean know you're here?"

"Yeah, of course." Carmen said, not sure what Laura's point was and watched how pale she turned at her words.

"He's going to kill me!" Laura whispered fearfully, the thought of a furious Dean Winchester was clearly terrifying her. "When he finds out that I am the one who made you leave the house, he'll decapitate me!"

Carmen couldn't help, but laugh."No, he won't. This is ridiculous."

She made her way down the hall towards the break room and Laura quickly followed her. "I'm coming with you. I'm not letting you out of my sight, not even for a second."

"Laura, I promise I won't tell him that it was you who called me. You've nothing to be scared of. He'll never know." Carmen tried to calm the vampiress down.

"Oh, he will. He has a way of getting the information he needs. I don't wanna piss him off." Laura argued, looking at her suspiciously.

Carmen smiled at the expression on her face, her friend's behaviour was really amusing. All their colleagues admired and respected Laura. She was a fearless, strong and intimidating vampiress. But Dean Winchester scared the hell out of her.

A/N: Big thanks to Violet Jayde Elizabeth Rose, chloe, ladygoddess27 and margolovesdean for reviewing. Hope everyone's still liking this story.