More Smoochies (couldn't resist saying Smoochies. I've been watching Buffy the vampire slayer recently and they use the word a lot when talking about kissing).

In the back alley of the library, "Damn, that's good." I grinned. I pressed another kiss to Derek's lips.

"We really need to get together more often." Derek groaned, kissing me again as he pinned me to the library wall.

"Of course, I miss you." I muttered without really thinking. My face flustered red when I realized what I said, my heart beating frantically. What were these emotions, I never felt so strongly about someone before. I've liked boys before but...never like this.

I was rewarded with a blinding smile, Derek leaning over me. "I've missed you to." He muttered, wrapping an arm around my waist under my thick jacket. He pulled me in for another kiss, and I happily let his tongue invade me mouth. I grabbed his collar, pulling his close, a hand curling around the back of his neck, playing with those brown strands of hair at the nape of his neck.

I felt hot and a little light headed. We pulled away only when it was starting to get to hard to breathe. I nipped at his jaw bone and he groaned, pulling me as close as physically possible. A hand slid from under my jacket, going to the bun I pulled my hair into. He tugged on my hair and I let my head fall back against the wall behind me. Derek pressed kisses to my throat, nipping just under my jaw line. I gasped, clutching his hair as he sucked on my neck. I tilted my head to the side to give him more room.

I really liked Derek, I must to let him go this far. The longer I knew him, the more I seemed to trust him. And for any Winchester to trust someone outside of family was hard enough. My mind went blank again after Derek ran his tongue over a sensitive spot of my neck. I moaned, feeling like jelly. I tongue on his hair and he groaned.

"You ok?" He muttered against my neck. I nodded shakily, he had a girl in his arms and his first concern was if I was comfortable with this. Do you know how hard it was to find a guy like that?

My hand was just inching up the back of his shirt, feeling the warmth of his skin when we froze. "Chris?" Dean called from inside the library. "Where'd you go?"

We jolted back from the other panicked. "Is he gonna kill me?" Derek hissed panicking under his breath.

"You ever seen a big brother before?" I hissed back. "You'd be lucky you don't end up in a hospital."

Derek thought for a moment, looking at my flushed face, messy hair, and hickey slowly forming on the side of her neck before shrugging. "It'd be worth it."

I grinned, forgetting Dean was coming closer. "Awwww, you'd go to the hospital for me?" And I knew Derek hated needles as much as I hated enclosed spaces.

But was reminded about Dean when the door started to open. I panicked and shoved Derek behind the door where Dean wouldn't be able to see him. "Chris?" Dean gaped at my appearance and I smiled innocently.

"Hey big brother, you find what we needed?"

Dean grumbled under his breath, pulling his gun from the back of his pants. "Okay, where is he so I can kill him?"

"...Whatever do you mean?" I said weakly.

Dean glowered. "You think I can't figure out what's going on with you hiding out here, and that love bite on your neck."

I gasped, putting a hand to where Derek had been kissing. Then I grew pissed. "I'm twenty four, I can choose who I want without big brother looming over my shoulder!" I stormed in huffing.

Dean followed after not seeing anyone else in the alley. "Exactly! I'm your big brother!" He followed after me, hiding his gun in his jacket. "When are you gonna learn that no guy will ever be good enough for you?" Outside, Derek let out the breath he was holding, still would've been worth it, he thought before leaving.

"Says you!" I snapped, storming out the front door. "I am not a child going around screwing with every guy I meet! I'm an adult who really, really likes one guy that hasn't tried getting into my pants within the first five minutes of meeting!"

"Wait," he grabbed my arm pulling me back as we reached the stone steps that would lead us to Sam and Sarah at the bottom. "You like this guy?"

My face turned red again, "Maybe I do!" I said with the only defensive tone a Winchester could have.

"Does this guy even know what you do?" Dean demanded.

I tensed, looking pissed. "No, and he's never going to." I didn't remember that's exactly what Sam had once told Dean about Jess when we first went to hunt that woman in white all those months ago.

But Dean remembered and he said the same thing. "Well that's healthy." I didn't want to admit that I was scared, scared when would happen if Derek ever learned about the truth of my life. If he'd get himself killed or he'd call me a freak and look at me with eyes that I never wanted to see; fear and hate or believing I'm lying.

"Are we interrupting something?" Sam asked, him and Sarah having saw us and catching the end of our conversation.

"No/yes!" Both Dean and I shouted. Sam noticed my appearance but unlike Dean, didn't try to rule my life so he didn't mention it. But he wasn't opposed to punching the guy if he ever caught his sister crying because of him. Anyone who knew Christina Mary Winchester that she wasn't a cryer.

"...So what did you get?" Sam asked awkwardly.

Dean scowled at me again and I rolled my eyes, crossing my arms with as much dignity as I could. "While Chris here was making out with her toy, I found this." I glared, looking ready to hit him at any minute. One minute he was my loving protective big brother and now he was overprotective and controlling, I thought girls had the crazy mood swings but Dean did it more than I ever do during my 'monthly pain'.