More Than She Seems (Supernatural FanFiction)

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"Like you have an apartment or something, where you stay."

She nods her head and looks at the table, while answering. "Yeah, I have a safe place, it's a small house that is guarded and remote."

"I'd like to see it some time."

"Me too." Sam chimes in.

"That would be a bad idea."
"Why?" They both ask confused.

"You guys are Sam and Dean Winchester, big bad evil things know who you are and you could be tracked to my hiding spot. Then I'd have to move again."

Dean's eyes cut sharply to her. "Move?" The edge to his voice is palpable.

"Yeah, I have to move around every so often for safety, especially if I've been found. And that would suck because I like this spot."

"You can't move!" He blurts out.

"What?" She looks at him startled by his outburst.

"If you moved then..." He pauses, staring off into nowhere for a few seconds. "Then, it'd be harder to see you than it already is."

"Dean." She puts her hand on his arm trying to calm him. "I'd still be able to help out on hunts and visit you."

"But I like having you close by."

"Yeah even one room away is too far for him, you should hear how he worries." Sam chuckles at the look on Dean's face.

"Funny, Sammy."

"I would understand if she did have to move though."

"What?" Dean glares at his brother.

"Well, I started asking around about her."

"Sam, what the hell?!"

Shaking his head, Sam sighs. "What was I supposed to do? This girl shows up and the two of you affect each other way more than either of you will admit and I'm not allowed to ask questions. Plus, I'm glad I did because I found out she has a bounty out on her."

"Again, what?"

Her face pales, as fear overtakes her and her voice cracks. "You haven't been trying to lull me into a false sense of security, just so you can collect the reward?"

"What?" Now it's Sam and Dean's turn to be shocked.

"It's happened before."

Dean goes to touch her hand and she flinches. "Hey, look at me, Sweetheart." When her gaze finally meets his, he smiles at her and takes her hand in his. "Whoever or whatever is after you will have to go through us to get to you."

She grips his hand tight. "And they will." Letting his hand go, she wraps her arms around her stomach and leans forward. "Oh, this is such a bad idea, I should never have gone to that bar to find you in the first place!"

"Don't say that." Dean puts his arm around her shoulder and rubs her arm soothingly.

"Hey, listen If it weren't for you the British Men of Letters would still have me captive and I'd hate to think what Lady Bevel and her mistress of pain would have done to me."

She half smirks at his joke. "Yeah, I guess."

"No guessing, you saved Sammy's life."

"And that alone would put us in your debt, nevermind everything else and you know, this whole thing you and Dean have going on."

"Whole thing...?" Dean wonders aloud.

"Yeah, I'm not sure what to call it. Possibly dating but really even that is uncharted territory for you, Dean."