Allegiance **ON HOLD**

Chapter Seven

I slid my fingers across the bare white tiles as I walked through the empty halls. We had been back at the bunker for two days now and there were still places I had yet to discover.
I walked to the end of the hall I was in and found and old, wooden door, I curiously opened it the creaky door which revealed a downward stairwell. I climbed down the stairs to reveal a room full of devil's traps and miscellaneous weapons.
I smiled as I walked up to the chair in the middle of the biggest devil's trap. It was old and wooden, much like the door. There were chains hanging off of it that had an old binding spell engraved into it. I smiled again and turned to the table that had that weapons drawn out over its top.
"Good to know you're not a demon." I heard a deep voice say behind me.
I turned around to see Dean leaning against the door frame, arms crossed, smiling at me. I couldn't help but cheese like a little school girl back.
"It's impressive down here." I spoke, admiring the room around me, taking a few steps closer to him.
"You like my dungeon?" he asked with his classic smirk.
"It this a sex torture dungeon?" I winked back and got a small chuckle out of him.
"I can't tell you how many times this place has come in handy." He spoke, closing the distance between us.
"Oh, I bet all different kinds of monsters are throwing themselves at you. You are the famous Winchester's after all." I spoke, biting my lower lips.
The distance between us was now nonexistent and I felt Dean's hand move to my cheek. I brought my eyes up to meet his and melted into their forrest green color. He leaned his face down and I got up on my tipy toes to reach him and our lips met. They were so incredibly soft that I almost didn't hear Sam calling for us.
"Dean! Deanna! Dinner is ready!"
To say that it was nice to have a home cooked meal for once was an understatement. I couldn't even remember the last time that I had something to eat that wasn't out of a paper bag. I scarfed down the meal and went for seconds with the boys teasing me that we'll go broke if I keep eating like this. I just smiled and smacked them upside their heads.
We decided that we would watch a movie after dinner, another thing I hadn't done in a while. My entire life had been one hunt after the other, not much time for relaxation and rest, definitely not to watch movies.
The final scene ended and Sam jumped up, ready for sleep. Dean and I on the other hand rolled off the couch and struggled to get up. Needless to say, we were different kinds of tired people.
Sam was already in his room by the time that Dean and I had fully stood up. We walked down the corridor silently, but it was still comfortable. We reached the doors to the rooms that we had claimed. The boys were nice enough to find me a mattress and get it here before our first night to have a place to stay. My room was right across the hall from Dean's and down the hall from Sam's. Dean claims it was for "security reasons".
"Well, I'm exhausted, I'm going to sleep." I yawned leaning against Dean for a small hug.
He leaned down and kissed my forehead. "Good night, baby girl." He smiled and disappeared into his room, shutting the room behind him.
I stood there, hesitating for a minute. Dean was perfect, there was no denying that. I walked into my room and laid down on my bed with a giant smile on my face. There was no way I wasn't dreaming about Dean tonight.