Ivanov

•*Chapter 2*•

I R I S

I made my way to my bedroom and saw the door already open. I walked in and saw Dean sitting on my bed with his phone in hand.

"What do you want Ivanov?" I said. I walked over to my desk and sat on it. Dean raised an eyebrow before getting up and walking over to me slowly.

"Ivanov? What, did little Garcia grow out Dee Dee?" He asked coming closer. I scoffed and rolled my eyes, but he just kept walking towards me.

"No I just don't give nicknames to people I don't like." I bit back. He was now directly in front of me. He put his hands on the desk, on either side of me. He was looking down at me and it took everything in me to not jump his bones.

"Ouch, sweetheart. What are you saying, you don't like me?" He asked with a smirk. I gulped before jumping down, still leaned up against my desk, but forcing him to back up. He just chuckled. I stood still looking down at my hands.

Pity he doesn't even know.

"So all of a sudden you're scared? You had such a big mouth before! Why the sudden change sweetheart?" He asked coming even closer.

A burning settled deep in my core and I tried to close my legs to ease it, but he forced his thigh between them.

I'm fucked.

"Get away from me Dean." I whispered shakily. He just laughed and kissed my forehead. My body reacted by leaning into him.

"I don't think you want that sweetheart."

Iris what the fuck are you doing?

I came back to my senses and pushed him off before pointing my finger at him.

"If you think I'm just gonna make you get your way, you've got another thing coming Ivanov." I said. He sighed and rubbed his forehead.

"I know what I said that day was stupid and insensitive and I do regret it, Iris. I lost you that day and I've been regretting it every since. And plus we are kinda even since you broke my nose." He said.

I stared dead in his eyes.

"I don't believe you." I said suddenly. "Don't let the door hit you on the way out."

He just sighed.

"I actually came up here to tell you to pack." He said.

Pack?

He saw my confusion and started explaining.

"Remember Golden Arrows? The gang that kidnapped you?" He asked. I rolled my eyes and nodded.

That's not something you forget Ivanov.

"Well even though Adam died, someone wants revenge. So right now you have a huge target on your back."

I paled. My stomach started turning and a wave of dizziness hit me. Dean saw this and came over to me. He pulled me into his chest and rubbed my back.

"I've got you. Shh it's okay." He whispered to me. I calmed down instantly, breathing in the familiar scent.

I missed him.

But Lord knows I'll never let him know that.

I pulled away and ignored the look of hurt on his face. I cleared my throat.

"How do you know this?"

"Well I went to collect a drug shipment the other day and was informed that there was an attack on my warehouse. When I went everything was destroyed and a golden arrow was spray painted on the walls. The person left a note saying they'll be back for both mafias. And they're taking you with them." He said, his accent thickening with the growing anger. I sighed deeply then remembered.