"Okay no. I'm not saying that you're doing it wrong. I'm just merely saying that your technique is just different than mine. Keep in mind I was trained by the agency and well you have no prior training other than getting into random fights. Which I must say you've done rather well in, what can I say you're my sisters. Anyway you'll get better since I'm training you. We have a couple of days to practice until we leave, by then you'll be fine." I reassured a very sweaty and exhausted Rachel and Taylor who sat in the back yard. I too felt the same way but didn't want them to know, I had to look like this came easy for me. Which it did but it was exhausting trying to teach them the proper way to fight in just a couple of days."It's not fair though, like you said you were trained by the agency which happens to be nothing but professional killers." Rachel whined with Taylor nodding in agreement. "You guys will do just fine, I promise. I'm just teaching you what you would need to know in case you get in any sort of trouble. I'm not saying for you to practice these moves on someone that gives you a wrong look, but well you know what I mean. Dean will you help me demonstrate for the girls?" I held out my hand towards him but he didn't respond. He looked at my outstretched hand and then me, "No I'm good. I've seen you fight and quite honestly I don't feel like having my ass handed to me." The smile grew on his face as he was able to see me getting frustrated at his response. "You're lucky I love you so much. Just be gentle with me for I am a delicate flower." He said as he stood up looming over me from the height difference.
"Don't hold back." I said as I turned my back to him and like that he was gone. Focusing my hearing I could hear him stalking in the yard somewhere but couldn't quite make out where exactly he was. The snap of a twig on the ground let me know he was a couple of yards behind me and was trying to sneak up on me. To humor him I kept my back to the direction I knew he was going to come out of. I was right, because at that very moment Dean burst through the trees and wrapped his arms around my waist to pull me against him. I didn't have to see how it looked to know that it looked wrong. That and the fact that the girls were letting out giggles as Dean kept pulling me against him. Even I can tell you it looks like he's humping on you! Oh my. Just keep in mind this is a demonstration and don't hurt Dean. Especially something we may need either later or sometime in the near future. Be gentle with him, you love him remember that. Trying to get the picture out of my head of what this looked like caught me off guard because I was no longer standing but now lying on my back in the yard with Dean on top of me. "I thought you were the all mighty Cande Luna, but I guess you've gotten rusty during your time off. Tell me do I get something for defeating you?" Dean asked cocking his head and winking. Tell him yes but this is not the time nor is it the place for such shenanigans. I mean think about it if you act on this beautiful opportunity you will surely scar Rach and Taylor forever. Shut him up and kick his ass! Just not too bad, you don't want to bruise his ego and have him not want to do anything with you. "You do." I replied wrapping both of my legs around the back of his causing his knees to give out on him. With a jerking motion he went forward catching himself on his hands but I managed to flip him over and was now on him. More giggles came from where the girls had been watching, it wasn't only them though that were giggling but also Mika and Aiden. Oh my you're straddling him. I thought I told you ain't nobody got time for that right now! Think of the girl's sanity. I'm sure you guys are going to end up sleeping together when this is done and over with. Mother of god he's, he's, he's... Well we all know he doesn't have a baton in his pants. Just his love muscle, abandon ship! I repeat abandon ship and hide what is lurking in his pants. Oh how this demonstration has gone in the wrong direction. I couldn't help but jump off of Dean trying to get away as fast as I possibly could without making it obvious. He rolled over on his stomach and didn't move for a while. When someone asked what was wrong he would just reply with the answer of him pulling something. No one believed him though.
