Boy in the impala.

Chapter 2

Maisey

Deans lips connect with mine and I take to long to react. He pulls away quickly and looks away.

"Maisey oh dear god I'm sorry!" He says. I just shake my head and kiss his lips again. His strong arms wrap around my waist and pulls me closer to him. Our lips move together and I smile into the kiss.

"Dean, I know we just met today but I really like you. Maybe I could even help with hunting." I say as we pull apart.

"I like you too. You seem like you could help us a lot. And listen, if our dad's don't come back, we got each other. Sammy is gonna need help. He's never been gone this long, I don't think he will." Dean says, looking into my eyes.

"I know, I've thought about that. Um can I um stay the night here?" I asks nervously.

"Yeah, Sammy wouldn't care. Do you wanna get some stuff?" He asks.

"Yeah, thanks Dean." I smile.

"Sammy get out here!" Dean yells. Sammy walks in and Dean stands up.

"Maisey is gonna stay the night here, we're gonna go get some stuff from her house." Dean tells him. We all head to the car, me sitting shotgun, Dean driving, and Sammy in back. I give him the directions to my house and I run inside. I put my backpack down and take out the notebooks and such. I toss in a few shirts and skinny jeans, pocket knife, and salt. I look at my wrist, tracing the scars.

"Maisey..." I hear Dean say behind me. I spin around to see his hurt face.

"D-Dean I'm sorry. Please don't tell anybody." I say, letting a couple tears slip. He comes closer to me, wiping my tears away.

"We'll talk about this when we get home." He says, kissing me softly. I grab my bag and we walk downstairs.

"Okay let's go Sammy." Dean says.

"Are you okay Maisey?" Sammy asks. I just nod and we go back to their house. When we get there Sammy runs back to his room and Dean leads me to his. He sits me on the bed and takes my hand.

"Why?" Is all he asks as he pulls up my sleeve.

"My dad....he would yell at me for getting in the way of his work. Saying I shouldn't exist." I say and let a few tears fall again. I look down but he tilts my face up.

"Maisey, I'll help you. Please, you've gotta stop." He tells me.

"I'll try, Dean." I say quietly. He kisses me and I kiss back. His strong arms wrap around me, pulling me closer. I put my arms around his neck and he breaks the kiss to breathe. He pulls me into a hug and I snuggle into his chest.

"We just met but it feels like I've known you forever, Dean." I say. He smiles and looks at me.

"I feel the same way. We have met before. My dad brought me to your house before." He smiles brightly.

"That was you?!" I smile back. He just nods. I hug him again and he rests his head on my shoulder.

"You hungry?" He asks. I nod and he picks me up.

"Dean put me down! I am way to fat for you to be carrying me." I squirm.

"Maisey you're not fat, I can carry you all I want." He says and kisses me.

"Woah are you two dating?" Sammy asks. I blush and Dean answers.

"Yeah, we are." He smiles. So I guess that settles it. Dean and I are a thing. We walk into the kitchen and I smile.  

"Dean I'm gonna cook." I giggle.

"No you're the guest." He says.

"Dean. I'm gonna cook." I smirk. I'm gonna make the boys pancakes. I look for the things I need and mix them together.

"Maisey?" Dean asks.

"Hmm?" I respond. His arms snake around my waist and he kisses my neck. I flip the last of the pancakes onto a plate and put them on the table.

"Sammy, food's done!" Dean yells. Sammy walks in and smiles.

"I made some food." Dean says.

"Dean we all know that's a lie. You can't cook for the life of you." Sammy laughs. They each take a 3 and I take one. Once we finish I put the dishes in the sink.

"I'll be in my room, Maisey." Dean says. I smile and he walks to his room.

"Dean really likes you, Maisey." Sammy says.

"I really like him." I smile.

"He's never acted like this over a girl. You're good for him, Maisey." He smiles and i blush bright red.

"Awe Sammy. Thank you." I say.  I walk to Dean's room and open the door.

"Hey baby." I blush as he says that. I sit on the bed next to him and he pulls me closer. I snuggle into his chest and he kisses my forehead. I yawn, causing him to yawn.

"You tired baby?" He asks. I nod and go to my bag, grabbing a pair of leggings. I go to the bathroom and throw them on. I walk back and toss my jeans in the bag. He grabs my waist and pulls me onto the bed.

"Wanna sleep baby?" He asks me. I nod and we lay under the covers, falling into a deep sleep.