Chapter 4

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Nadia's pov

I am still listening to music on my iPod, sleeping. I felt someone taking my headphones off, so I opened my eyes.

I gasped softly, pulling my blade out from my pillow. I pointed the blade at them.

"Whoa.. Nadia, it's me," Dean whispers. I sighed in relief, putting my blade on the nightstand.

"Dean, you scared me!" I yelled. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to scare you," he said.

"How was Sioux Falls?" I asked, softly. "Hell as usual. Dark Kaia's spear is what weakens Michael. We got attacked by werewolves," he said.

"Did you shoot them with silver bullets?" I asked. "We did but the silver didn't kill them, however, chopping their heads off killed them. Kaia helped but disappeared with the spear," he said.

"Silver bullets not killing werewolves? That's weird," I said, confused. "It is weird. Their heads were cut off, and it worked," he said.

"That's good," I said. "True. Anyways, are you okay?" he asked. I shook my head, sitting up.

"I'm still having dream visions of Michael and Ligeia," I said, tearing up.
Dean sat down on the bed.

"Come here," he whispers, holding his arm out. I turned to him, moving towards him.

He wraps his arms around me. I held onto him, leaned my head onto his chest as he held me close.

He kissed my head. "These next few days, it'll be us. No Sam, no Cas, no one else. Just us," he said.

I nodded, smiling. "I woke up from my coma, I left the Bunker to find you with Colt but we found Ligeia's minions," I said.

"Colt Sigerson?" he asked. "Yes, we found Ligeia's minion that Ligeia and Thom sent to find me, we trapped him because he was killing protitutes in St. Louis, same city where Colt and I have girls from the sex trafficking ring,, draining their blood since he knew I wasn't warded," I said.

"Good. By the way, how did he find you?" he asked. "I took off my succubus warding pendant so Ligeia can find me. However, she sends her minions to do her dirty work because she is too much of a coward to face her," I said.

"She is. Did you put it back on?" he asked. "Yes. I did. I know it's wrong of me to do that but I needed to find you," I said.

"Good. At least Colt was with you to protect you from her minions," he said. I nodded. "Yeah, I trust him more than I ever trusted Steve," I said.

Dean nodded. "How's his girlfriend, Dani doing?" he asked. "She's good," I said.

"What did you and Dani do in high school?" he asked. "We were cheerleaders at Lebanon High. She was the team captain," I said.

"Oooh," he said, smiling as I knew he has a cheerleader fantasy, same with french maid. "Oh Dean. I shouldn't mention I was a cheerleader," I said, chuckling.

"May I ask, do you still have the uniform?" he asked. "I do but my mom took it with her to Florida to keep it safe. Why?" I asked.

"I want to see you in it," he whispers.  "When we go visit my mom and the kids in Jacksonville, I could try it on to see if it still fits for you and only you," I said.

"Sounds good," he said, smiling. I smiled back at him. "I'm still tired," I said.

"Okay, go back to sleep," he whispers, kissing my head. "Before that...," I paused, cupped his cheek, kissing him deeply.

He kissed me back, deeply. I pulled him down.

He hovers over me, kissing me deeply. He took his flannel shirt off.

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