Chapter 18

My eyes fluttered open and looked around the room. My mind drifted to the events of last night. My finger traced my lips, thinking about the way Dean kissed them. How his hands lit up the cells in my body. I could hear The shower faucet turn on. I peeled myself out of bed and made my way to the bathroom. When I got there, I leaned my body against the counter taking in the view. My eyes followed the beads of water running their way down his body. My nose could pick up the distinct smell of sweat mixed in with sex and him. I was too distracted by the scents and smells to see that Dean had noticed me standing there. He cleared his throat and my eyes made their way to his. We stared at each other for a second before his eyes made their way up and down my body.

"You like what you see?" He ran his hands down his body.

"Oh yeah." I said bluntly.

"Well why don't you come over here and help me out?" He lowered his tone and smirked.

"Maybe I will or maybe I'll just stand here and watch." I bit my lip. Who am I kidding.

I pushed myself off of the counter and made my way to the shower. As soon as I entered, I slid my hands around his waist pulling myself close to him. I leaned my head on his chest. He felt so warm, so alive. His heart beating like a drum against his chest. His hands came up and cupped my face. He leaned down and gave me a long sensual kiss. Just like that we didn't do much showering.

We stepped out of the shower and I went to grab some towels. Passing it to Dean, I just smiled at him. As I opened my mouth to say something smart assy there was a knock on the door. Life was literally knocking on the door to bring us back. I sighed and went to answer it. When I got there, I could hear my dogs whining. Shit.. They were probably sitting there for a while. I cracked it open to see Bianca standing there with a questioning look on her face.

"Can I help you?" I asked slightly annoyed.

"Uhh…I…I was going to let your dogs in. They have been crying at your door for a while. But the door was locked… You okay?" She asked in a worried tone.

"Yeah. I'm fine… I was just.." I started to say.

"Who's there?" Dean cut me off.

"Is that… oh… OH!" Her eyes got really wide.

"Yeah, so if it's not important I'm just going to go." I gave her an embarrassed smile.

"Yeah I also wanted to tell you that Elena and Damon got here this morning." She lowered her voice, "You know with the car."

"Shit! I totally forgot. Okay, We'll meet you downstairs." I said.

"Take all the time you need." She winked before she turned around and left.

I turned around with a smile on my face and saw that Dean was laying in the bed with his towel around waist. He licked his lips and asked me who was at the door.

"It was just Bianca. She just wanted to let me know that yours and Sam's surprise was here." I said as I climbed onto his lap.

"Surprise? What Surprise?" He questioned, putting one hand on my neck and the other on my waist.

"Well you're just going to have to get dressed and see." I teased my lips over his.

"Do we have too?" He ran his tongue over my bottom lip.

"Yep." I said as I wiggled out of his grip and made my way over to the closet.

I heard him groan as he got up. He grabbed his backpack that had a little bit of clothes that he had. He grabbed a pair of jeans, a fitted black tee and went to put them on. As for me, I put on my favorite black leggings, a gray tank top, a black bra and simple black thong. After that, I went to the bathroom to do my makeup. I kept my hair natural and went to meet Dean by the door. Before he opened it, he kissed me one last time and we went downstairs.

When we got down the stairs, Sam and Bianca were sitting on the couch watching T.V. I said my hellos and bent down to hug my dogs. They were wiggling their butts so fast that they were almost falling over. Just then Damon came walking into the living room.

"Nice ride. Could use a tune up though." Damon nodded toward Dean.

"What ride? The car is in Kansas." Dean said, raising an eyebrow.

"Damon.. Shhh" I growled.

"Whoops." Damon said oozing in sarcasm.

"Wait.. You don't mean…" Sam said quickly getting up and headed towards the door.

Dean's eyes seemed to light up and he, too, headed towards the door. They both made it to the door and tried to make it out the door at the same time. As soon as they did, you could hear the both of them let out a 'fuck yeah.' Dean could not seem to believe his eyes. They kept darting between the car and me. I mouthed 'surprise' and smiled. He smiled back and made his way towards the car. Bianca and I started trailing behind them. The closer I got to it, I started to take in the details. It was painted black with a few small dents in it. It was kind of showing its age but you could tell it was well taken care of. The interior was made up of tan dashboard and side panels while the seats were black worn leather. You could definitely tell that it was lived in at one point. That's when the smell hit me. Dean and Sam had opened up the trunk and the stench of silver made my skin crawl. I looked over at Bianca and her nose was also turned up. As we made our way over to the trunk, a wave of worry washed over me.

"Looks like everything is here." Dean said as he held up a handgun.

"Even our clothes." Sam said enthusiastically.

"Damn, it's nice to see you baby." Dean smiled as he patted the car.

"So this is your baby." I said when I made it to the back.

"Yeah.. Ain't she a beaut?" Dean smiled at the car.

"That she is. That she is. When did you get her?" I asked

"Our dad gave it to Dean sometime in 2001 and he bought it in 1973." Sam answered.

"When our mom passed away it kind of became our home." Dean's tone became filled with sadness.

"I see…" I suddenly regretted asking, "And all of this…stuff… You hunt with?"

"Not all of it, but yeah pretty much. And these…" Dean pointed at the symbols painted on the top of the trunk, "Are protection symbols. Keeps the demons from stealing them."

"Cool!" Bianca exclaimed.

"Well why don't we go inside and decide what to do from here." I said, my skin was itching from the smell of silver.

"Sure, Sammy and I are just going to grab our duffle bags and we'll be right behind you." Dean said, closing the secret compartment.

As Bianca and I walked away, I took a deep breath in. The stench of silver was slowly fading. I could feel a pair of eyes on me. As I turned around, I saw that Dean was watching me walk away. I gave him a little smile and walked inside.

Once inside, we walked towards the kitchen. I grabbed some sandwich meat, bread and the fixings and began to make some sandwiches. As I did that, Bianca started making a salad and Elena grabbed some beers. When we finished up Damon, Stefan, Dean and Sam came into the kitchen. They were all talking about vehicles. Bianca and I placed the sandwiches, salads and beer on the table. Then we all sat down, served up and started planning.

"So the plan is that Stefan will drive his car. Damon and Elena will take my truck with my dogs. Sam and Bianca in her car, and Dean and I in his. I said taking the last sip of my beer.

"Yeppers." Bianca smiled at Sam.

"When are we leaving then?" Sam asked, taking a bite of his salad.

"Tomorrow? Say… Noonish?" I said, patting Opeth's head.

"Sounds good to me." Stefan said.

"Then what should we do tonight?" Elena asked.

"Lets party." Damon cocked an eyebrow.

We all nodded and started to clean up our lunch. Then we started looking around the kitchen and bar for supplies for tonight. We decided that we needed to get something for dinner and some snacks from town. Bianca and Sam offered to go to town. While they did that, I decided that it would be a good idea to take my dogs for a walk.

As the sun started to set, we started dinner. Sam, Bianca and Elena started on the sides while Dean and I were grilling the steaks. As he was checking the steaks, I was staring at his arms. The way he flexed when he held his beer. The way the sweat made a sheen on them. It was enough to make me bite my lip. That's when I realized that those on had made their way over to my chair and were on either side of me. I looked up to see that his face was looking down at me. Strangely enough, his breath didn't smell like beer. It smelled like something sweet that I couldn't quite put my finger on. My eyes kept flicking between his eyes and his lips. He slowly ran his tongue along his lower lip before he spoke.

"You're staring at me again." He said in a low tone.

"Sorry." I lowered my head, slightly embarrassed.

"Don't be darlin'. You can keep staring all you like." He took two fingers and placed them under my chin and tilted my head up to look at him.

He slowly leaned down and gently kissed my lips. His lips were always super soft against mine. He pulled away and went to tend the steaks. I licked my lips, still able to taste him. I got up and wrapped my arms around him. Feeling the warmth of his body radiating from him. His breath and his heart were at a steady pace. Breath in, beat, breath out, beat. It was soothing. I put my lips on his back and kissed it.