Another Hunter (S.W)

Chapter 10: Sick

<Jayden>

If Sam did like me, how could we ever date? What if I didn't like him the way he liked me? All these questions flooded through my brain as I looked for a case. I couldn't find any and it was really starting to piss me off. I heard foot prints behind me to see a Dean Winchester holding two beers in his hand. He smiled at me before tossing one over to me.

"What are you doing?" He asked, sitting down fairly close to me.

"I'm looking for a case and there is nothing around here." I sighed, clicking on a recent murder spree that was happening in Missouri. Ten men had been found with their hearts ripped out and they hung themselves before it happened. Authorities said it was an animal attack but we all know that was no animal attack.

"Looks like you found one." Dean said drinking his beer. Once again, he had looked at me the way he did when I walked out of my room. Dean kept leaning closer to me and I suddenly processed what was happening. I bolted out of my seat and out of the bunker. I ran to my car to sit down before Dean could catch up with me.

From my car, I saw Dean run outside and look around before he saw me and then came over to my hiding spot.

"What's the matter?" He questioned opening the door and sitting down in the back seat with me.

"Nothing, I just suddenly didn't feel well, that's all."

"Sure it was, Jayden." He smiled, again leaning closer and closer to me. Before I knew it, Dean's lips were on mine, moving to a steady beat. That fact that I was just making out with Sam no less than an hour ago makes this weird. But there was something about Dean's kiss that didn't feel right. All I knew was that I couldn't let go.

His hands wandered onto my torso and pulled me closer to his body. My arms wrapped around his neck and the kiss got more intense. Two guys in one day, this is more action then I've ever gotten in 20 years. But I knew it wasn't right which killed me the most. Dean and I were making out in the back of my car and just an hour ago I was making out with Sam.

I pulled away as fast as I could as soon as the word Sam repeated in my head.

"I-I'm sorry Dean, this isn't right." I apologized getting out of my car and walking nervously back into the bunker. I twirled with my hair, my palms were sweating and I felt like I was going to throw up. You know that feeling when you're not sure if you're going to throw up or pass out? Yeah, that's how I was feeling right now and I sprinted into the bathroom.

Thank God I made it on time or it would have gone everywhere. Someone heard me because I heard the foot steps pounding against the hardwood floors. As they got closer, their footsteps made the floorboards creek with every step.

"Dean?" I heard Sam's smoky voice call out for his brother.

"Not Dean, but in the bathroom." I gurgled before throwing up again into the toilet.

"Jayden," Sam came running into the bathroom. He placed his body builder arms around my back and patted it.

"Are you okay?" He asked, he was obviously concerned.

"I think, I just don't feel so good." I smiled at him sheepishly. 

"Good, now let me get you to your bed." Sam laughed and picked me up bridal style towards my bed. He laid me down and kissed my forehead before lying down with me.