Back in Black

Enter Sandman

Dean's POV

I sat up and looked at the clock. Damn, it's only 3:36. I smiled when I saw Sammy was asleep in front of his laptop. I looked over at Alexandra, so beautiful. I had a crush on her the last time I saw her, but I felt that with her living with Bobby and me moving around so much, it wouldn't work.. She was whimpering and talking in her sleep. I slowly got up and trudged over to her.

"NO, NO, Daddy, stop, it hurts." She whimpered. "STOP."

"Alex, honey, wake up." I said, trying to shake her awake. "Princess, c'mon, wake up. It's a nightmare." I said a little louder. I heard Sammy shift in his sleep. "PRINCESS." I said. Her eyes shuttered open.

"Dean?" She wondered, tears flowing from her eyes.

"I had to, Princess, you were having a nightmare." The next thing she did surprised me. She gave me a hug. "C'mon." I picked her up and brought her to the bed. I tucked her in and climbed in right beside her.

"Dean..." She whispered.

"No funny business, I know." She laughed.

"That's not what I was gonna say. Was just gonna say thanks."

"No problem. I had the same problem with nightmares, after Mom, well, you know." I whispered back.

"It was about my dad." She murmured. I reached over and wrapped my arms around her in a hug. We held it for a while, until we both fell back asleep.

Alexandra's POV

I woke up in the bed, Dean snoring next to me, his arms still around my body, holding me against him, keeping me safe. I smiled and tried to go back to sleep, until Sammy's voice stopped me.

"What the hell?" He said loudly. Dean woke up. "What the hell?" He repeated.

"Dude, chill your ass. She had a nightmare and needed to feel safe." Dean explained, taking his arms out from around me and sitting up. Sammy rolled his eyes. "Whatever. I'm getting food." Dean replied, walking out, shutting the door loudly on his way out. When Dean left, Sammy pulled out his phone and listened to a voicemail.

"Girlfriend?" I asked curiously. He nodded.

"Her name is Jessica."

"Pretty name. What is she like?"

"Smart, funny, beautiful. She's the best." Suddenly his phone rang and he had a confused expression on his face as he looked on the screen. "What?" Sammy replied. Then he got off the phone. About five minutes later, Sammy's phone rang. I could barely hear Dean's voice. "What?" He asked, his tone different this time. He paused as Dean replied. "What about you?" Sammy asked, moving closer to the window, but he suddenly backed off.

"What?" I asked, watching out the window.

"Cops. They got Dean." I walked outside, thinking that if they had me, they'd leave Sammy alone. I winked at Dean. He looked at me like I was crazy. And who knows? Maybe he was right, but it was either that or potentially lose him forever, which even though Dean and I don't get along at times, I wasn't prepared for that possibility.

"So. Fake US Marshal, Fake credit cards. You got anything that's real?" One of the deputies asked. Dean grinned at me when he replied.

"My boobs." The deputy slammed him on the hood and started to read him his rights.

"Excuse me! What the hell do you think you doing to my boyfriend?" I asked.

"Ma'am, we're..."

"Honey, What'd you do?" I asked Dean.

"I don't know, Princess," He replied in a disappointed tone of voice.

"What'd you do, you dumbass!" I punched him in the shoulder.

"Ma'am,"