An Unlikely Supernatural Relationship

Chapter 10: I Can't Tell If He's Protecting Me, Or Being an Asshole to Me

My POV

Jeez, no wonder they're both so tense, what a life. At least it wasn't their choice to be involved with demons, I mean, who would, stupid people, it's their fault, so it really started with this son of a bitch of a demon called Azazel. I hope he's rotting in hell. Any way, ok, so, their not some stupid idiots who either decided to mess with this stuff for fun, or idiots that made a deal with a demon for, money, success, marriage, other stupid things like that. Yes Dean did make a deal with one, but A, it was for a good reason, B, he's back now so, it's all good right, although how DID he get out. You can't just stroll your way out of Hell, it's dangerous, tricky and next to impossible if you have no inside person or back up what so ever. I have kinda have a man on the inside, Crowley, well, I need to as Cerberus my best friend lives, he can't exactly come up to visit me so I go down to visit him. I use a special spell to go to hell that Crowley gave me, or he summons me down, either way, that's some serious witchcraft wiz going on, so yeah, I know a little witchcraft, not like I use it unlike a certain vamp their hunting, oh that's right, IDIOTS, they won't be able to beat them, I know, when they're asleep, I'll find him. I'll find him and lure him away from this town, this area, far away. I am NOT letting these guys become his next meal, or play things. I take my arm off Sam's shoulder as he stands up,
"Where are you going?" I ask curious,
"Bed, I can't afford to be tired while impersonating a FBI agent." He states, I nod,
"Night Sam." I call,
"Night Vilda." He replies and closes his door. Ok, he might be going to sleep, but he's not asleep, yet, I'll wait till he's asleep then I'll slip out, I have a feeling that he'll fall asleep soon.

Dean's POV

Oh god was I going to feel it in the morning, ah well, no chicks tonight, ah well, maybe next time. I half shuffle half stumble to my baby, unlock her and get in and pray that no cops catch me. I set off back to the hotel, I mean, five beers and six shots of whisky isn't that bad right? I half fall half stumble into my car and start the engine, aaaah, listen to that puuur of her engine, beautiful. I get in and head to the hotel, wait, this isn't, oh, crap, I'm on the opposite end of town, whoops, back the other way. I pull up back at the hotel, and, is that our room? There's a slim figure, either climbing in, or out "Sam!" I think in panic. I lock my car and start sneaking over to the figure, what if it's one of Quanrus's spies I pull out my machete and slowly creep up behind her by the look of it. I run up to her just as she spins around I grab her by the front of her shirt and hold the machete to her throat, that's when I see her properly, Vilda!?

My POV

I remove all resistance as I realise who my attractor is, Dean, crap, now how am I going to sneak out?
"What are you doing sneaking around." He growls machete touching my throat breath smelling of alcohol,
"What me? Er, nothing, just a midnight stroll." I answer with a little fear,
"So you sneak out the window. There is a door you know." He growls pressing it harder against my throat not drawing blood though,
"Oh alright fine! You got me, I was sneaking out to find Quanrus to try and lure him away from here, from you and Sam, I'm not letting him have the two of you his next playthings, to many have suffered at his hand, please don't add to that list." I explain. Dean lets go of my shirt and takes the machete of my neck but still has it at its height.
"You're serious about this aren't you? You were actually going to risk your neck to for Sam and I? You were actually heading out to find him." He says sounding more like to himself,
"Of course, no one deserves to be at his mercy." I reply,
"Get back inside." He orders,
"But-" I begin,
"No, you're not going to." He states firmly, and lowers the machete and puts it away. I slump my shoulders in defeat and walk with him back in, damn it! So close! God damn it Dean, ah well, I'll just wait for him to go to sleep. He and I enter quietly so as not wake Sam. "You're going to bed, now, I'm not going to be until I'm sure you're asleep." He states firmly,
"Will be able stay up late enough?" I ask,
"I can stay for a lot longer then you think, even under the influence of alcohol, now, bed." He states firmly again. Not wanting a struggle, I reluctantly go to my room and lay down on the bed, alright, just wait until he goes to bed, shouldn't be to hard right?

Dean's POV

I sit down on the couch and position myself to face her room, I don't know what came over me to protect her from herself, but if she was that determine to run into the firing line of someone who surly wants her dead, that means she really is good and cares. ThT deserves a little in return right? But then again, I don't quite know yet, she is a vamp after all. Ah well, she tried to fool me with the fake asleep thing, but that can backfire, and sure enough, ten or more minute later the fake sleep turned into real sleep, this is for her own good. I got up and walked to the kitchen and started filling cups with water. I then get out several Christian charms and start blessing the water. Once I had enough, I carefully carried two cups at a times to her room, I carefully open the door and walk in. I then slowly begin pouring the holy water in a ring around her bed, I continue until it's about its a good two steps worth wide. Next, I pour holy water the doorway with a thickness of an inch. The floor is carpet so it'll soak it up an sink in, by morning it'll still be there and maybe spread out a bit more. Once I was done I looked at the time, 11:30pm, time to turn in myself, I go into my and turn in for the night.