Hunters Match

Chapter Six

I watched as Dean used the tools he had brought to fix up my engine. We both chatted while he worked. I told him about my scholarshipand and my plans for the future. He told me a about his lfe on the road. Neither of us mentioned his earlier comments. He clearly had no intention on elaborating and I didnt want to push him. After a short while he stood up to his full height and rolled his shoulders.
"That ought to do it. Why don't you give it a try and see if she'll start"
I went over to the drivers door and climbed in. I put my key in the ignition and for the second time that day prayed to the car gods. The engine stuttered a couple of times then grumbled into life. It didn't sound particularly healthy but my car was running.
"Is that Pearl Jam? you have a crappy taste in music Amy"
Dean was leaning down into my car. He had one hand on the roof and one hand on my open door. I turned to him and my breath hitched as I realised just how close his face was to mine. It would be so easy to close the gap and press my lips to his. Our eyes met and the air suddenly got thick, I held my breath worried it would get lodged in my throat. Dean's eyes darkened going from forest green to almost back. He swallowed audibly, his eyes flitted down to my lips briefly then returned to lock back on to mine. His breath tickled my skin as he exhaled and I allowed my eyes to fall closed, breaking the intestine eye contact. I waited in anticipation for him to kiss me, and waited and waited.
What the...
I opened one of my eyes just enough to peek out of. Dean had removed his head from the car and was stood a step away starting down at me an almost tortured expression on his face. I opened my eyes fully, not understanding what had just happened. I may not have very much experience with boys but we were definitely having a moment there, weren't we. I mean it felt like a moment, was it a moment? I wasn't sure what do do with myself. Up to that point I had felt at ease in Dean's presence, something I only felt with the few people I allowed close to me. Now for the first time since meeting him I felt my socialy awkward self. I busied my self with fastening my seat belt and adjusting the mirror.
"Well thank you for your help Dean, I guess I should be going now" my voice was bearly audable even to my own ears. For some ridiculous reason I could feel tears pricking behind my eyes. I didn't do this, I never cried in front of people. I was clearly just hot and exhausted and a little embarrassed. I hadn't quite felt myself since the moment I first looked up into those two pools of green.
I reached for the car door but Dean blocked it before it could close. "Amy wait what are you doing later, we won't be in town for long but I sure as hell would like to see you again"
"Are you sure about that Dean"I sighed "That you want to see me again, it seems I've been getting a lot of mixed signals from you today"
Dean at least had the curtesy to look embarrassed as he replied he rubed the back of his neck not meeting my eyes "Yeah, I'm sorry Amy. I was gonna ..... I mean I really wanted to ki..." He cleared his throat celary uncomfortable "I really do want to see you again but I would understand if you said no" He hung his head and scuffed is boot in the dust and gravel.
I was sat feeling embarrassed and rejected but when I looked at him it was clear he felt as bad as me right now. I don't know why he didn't kiss me, I was not even sure he knew why but I felt the same way, I really wanted to see him again. The thought of this being it, of me just driving away and never seeing him again settled like a heavy weight in my stomach. "I could come back later, after dinner maybe"
Dean's demeanour immediately shifted. He looked up and gave me the most shit eating grin I had ever seen. And just like that the amicable familiarity between us returned. I let out a small laugh and shook my head at him "OK then I guess I'll see you tonight" I put my car in to drive and drove out the lot. I could see him through my rear view mirror watching me until I turned the corner and the motel disappeared from view.

Dean stood and watched Amy's car till it disappeared around a bend. He was angry with himself, he felt like an idiot, there she was, eyes closed just begging to be kissed and he fucking moved away. He didn't want to but he'd spent enough of his life around the supernatural to not be stupid enough to think this meeting with Amy was normal. It was one of the hardest things he ever had to do, the way Amy looked up at him embarrassment and confusion written all over her face was like a punch to the gut. It took all his will power not to drag her out the car and wrap her in his arms. He needed to speak to Sam and maybe even his dad before he allowed himself to go any further with Amy and he really really wanted things to go further.
As  Dean walked back to his room he thought he saw movement in the shadows of the afternoon sun. He focused his eyes on the corner of the building trying to see into the shade. Everything was still, the only noise in the carpark was the lazy buzzing of the flies around a dumpster breaking the scilence that had settled over the parking lot. He shook his head deciding he must be seeing things then went into the room.
Sam was still sat at the table, he looked up as Dean entered. His dad was still sleeping so Sam kept his voice low. "Hey Dean get this, I was looking into Sirens like you asked but the lore didn't fit so then I remembered something I was reading the other day about soul mates"
Dean snorted at the ridiculous idea causing his dad to stir in his sleep. "Alright cool it RomCom" he scoffed in a hushed tone. "There's no such thing as Soul Mates. It's just something the Hallmark chanel invented so they could make their crappy movies"
"Thats not true Dean there's loads of lore about it. Soul mates date all the way back to the Egyptians and the Ancient Greeks.  Some belived that humans originated in pairs bound with one body and one Soul. But then they were split in two because they caused offence to the gods. Now they're cursed to wonder the earth searching for their lost half, needing to reunite their incomplete souls so they can become whole again"
"Aww Sammy I never knew you were such a romantic"
"There's more the Chinese belive in that those who are destined to meet share an invisible cord wrapped around their finger. The cord may stretch and tangle but never break. It is controlled by the gods of marriage"
Dean sputtered "marriage Sammy, no way not me never, there's to many beautiful women out there to be tied down to just one. Now stop waisting time with this soul mate bullshit and help me figure out what's really going on"