Okie Angel ~Supernatural X OFC Fanfic

Part 4 ~ 'Wake up little Susie'

Dean's POV

Dean looks at her sleeping form and smiles as she tightens her grip on his coat cuddling it like a stuffed animal. "Daddy," She says silently as she sleeps. Dean finishes off his beer and walks over to throw it in the trash when she calls out his name in her sleep. He turns and looks at her questioningly. 

All of the sudden she sits up in bed. "Whoa, you awake?" Dean says as he inches closer to her. She lays back onto the bed like she hasn't heard him, then starts to take her pants off. "Oh shit!" he says as he walks over and tries to stop her from taking her top off but fails. She pulls her tank top over her shoulders and throws it on the floor. Leaving her bra and underwear on she lays back against the bed and reaches for his coat; she pulls it up to her face and cuddles it again. "Chris, wake up and put your clothes back on." Dean says as he walks over to the bed and tries to wake her.

"Come on Chris, this isn't funny. Wake up and put your clothes on." As he touches her shoulder she shivers away from him and a cry of pain escapes her lips. He freezes not sure what to do, "Dammit!" he says as he reaches down and pulls the blankets up over her body. He turns to walk away to the other bed when he feels her grab his arm. "Don't go." 

Dean tenses and turns back to see her sitting up in the bed, the blanket laying in a pool at her lap revealing her lacy purple bra. He quickly looks up at her face to see tears in her eyes, "I'm not going anywhere, I'll just be over there." 

Her face whitens with fear, "No, you're gonna leave me again. You promised you wouldn't leave!!" Dean leans down and wiping the tears from her eyes says, "I'm not going anywhere, now be a good girl and go to sleep." Her grip tightens on his arm, "Will you stay with me till I fall asleep?" Dean looks up at the ceiling as if searching for help then lets out a heavy sigh, "You're already asleep, but what the hell." He sits down beside her and leans his back against the headboard.

As soon as he is comfortable she lies down beside him and wraps her arms around his waist holding him tightly to her body. "Thank you daddy," she says innocently making Dean's body tense. "Daddy huh, that a first." He looks down and sees her body being revealed by the absence of blankets and softly pulls them up to cover her body. Then he reaches on the nightstand and grabs the TV remote. 

A few minutes pass before Sam walks through the door. When he sees Dean he gives him a judgmental look as he says, "What did you do?" 

"Don't get your panties in a bunch it's not what it looks like." 

"Oh it's not huh?" 

"No, she just wants to hold me until she falls asleep, which she is already asleep, this doesn't look good does it." 

Sam smiles, "No, not really." 

Dean attempts to move out from under her but her grip tightens. "See, not my fault." 

"Whatever dude, I'm too tired to care. Just one question though, what you gonna tell her when she wakes up?" Dean chuckles as he says, "The truth, she got in a bar fight passed out then called me daddy," Dean paused as his words sank in. "Yeah I didn't think that through too well did I?" 

"No Not at all." Sam walks over to his bed, falls down onto it, and instantly falls asleep.

Dean skims the channels and then realizes he has unconsciously started stroking her hair. "What the hell am I doing?" he says silently then tries to move off the bed. Then Chris looks up into his eyes and says, "Please hold me..." 

"Um I draw the line at cuddling." 

"But I'm cold."

He smiles as he says, "Well maybe you should have thought about that before you took your clothes off." 

"Well maybe you should stop being a girl and grow a pair." Dean leans back and looks at her with impressed eyes. 

"Are you awake?" 

She smiles and says, "Maybe." 

"If you're awake that means you can go home." 

"Not really, I hit my head on the hood of my jeep. I may have a concussion. Looks like I'll just have to stay here with you." He smiles as he says, "Why you sneaky." He can't hide the fact that he is a little impressed. "Besides, this is a dream."

"Oh do you usually dream about guys you've just met?" She smiles, "No, why are you jealous?" Dean scoffed at the thought, "Me, why would I be jealous?" 

"I don't know crazier things have happened in my dreams." 

"I'm telling you, you're not dreaming." 

She raises an eyebrow as she says, "Really, if this wasn't a dream could I do this." Before she said another word her lips were on his. His head began to swirl at the taste of her kiss. before he had a chance to react she pulled away and looked at him with a worried look on her face. "Maybe you're right and this isn't a dream. I must still be drunk cause that felt different." 

"What do you mean?" She smiles as she says, "I'll never tell." Dean smiles and then leans closer to her face. "What do I have to do to get you to tell me?" She looks him in the eyes he didn't notice before that they were a deep blue. She smiles and says, "Nothing, I'll never tell you Dean."

Unable to control himself Dean leans forward and kisses her deeply and passionately making a soft moan escape her lips. Dean's hands slowly move down the middle of her back to her butt. He feels her hands reach up and wrap around his neck deepening their kiss. After a few moments he rolls over on top of her and starts to let his hands wander. "Dean," She says as she pulls away from him. 

He stares down into her deep blue eyes and notice that they have become a pale blue. "Thank you," he peers down at her confusion on his face. "You didn't have to come to my rescue or even take care of me after, but you did and for that I'm very thankful." Dean smiles as he moves a strand of hair out of her face. "Don't mention it." Chris smiles as she leans up and kisses him.

All of the sudden a burst of passion sweeps through them making their bodies mold together. Chris pulls Dean's shirt up over his head and throws it to the other side of the room to reveal his bare chest. Dean hovers over her as she looks up into his pale green eyes and runs her hand up his abs to his face. Cupping his cheek in her hand she smiles, "You wanna know something interesting?" He gently kisses her as he says, "Sure," 

Chris smiles as she runs her hand through his hair and says, "I don't know why, but I feel I can trust you; that you would never hurt me. It's strange considering I don't trust anyone." Dean pauses then lies down beside her and looks up at the ceiling. "Yeah, that is interesting." Chris rolls over and lays her head on his chest and says, "I'm sorry, forget I said anything. Let's just go back to before when you were holding me, and when the morning comes you can move on to the next town and not worry about me." 

Dean fights the urge to tell her that he is only protecting her by not getting involved as he grits his teeth and remains silent. "Good night Dean." Chris says as she rolls over and faces the other direction. Dean looks at her back and reaches forward to console her but stops just inches from her body. He can't get her involved in his crazy life. She wouldn't even believe him even if he told her all the shit that was going on. One thing was certain and it was bothering him. How does Cass know her? Dean lays back and with a frustrated look on his face closes his eyes and falls asleep.