Supernatural

Chapter Twenty-One/New Resolutions

We continue the stare off. Suddenly I realize how close my face is to his. I realize how close his lips are to mine. He smirks slightly, as if he knows my thoughts. He leans forward and I do to. It's not on purpose, it's like he just pulls me in. Like he's gravity. My eyes flutter closed and his lips just barely brush against mine when I pull away and my eyes snap open. What am I doing? I put a hand over my face to cover it. Dean suddenly straightens too and looks at me questioningly.

"What is it? Is it happening again?" He looks me up and down frantically in concern. I take a deep breath then shake my head. I look at Dean once again.

"No, no. I'm not in any pain. It's just, what are we doing Dean?" His expression is confused but slightly amused. "Cut the crap, Dean this is serious." I get up and walk away from him. I needed space in order to think. I can't be in another relationship where the guy is just gonna use me and then leave. My heart can't break like that again, and looking at Green Eyes, he looks like a heart breaker. I pace slowly with a hand on my stomach. The more I move the more achey I get. Dean stands and walks over to me and places his hands on my arms. I flinch at his hand, not wanting my resolve to be eroded with his touch.

He frowns slightly but when he speaks his voice is gentle. "Hey, maybe you should sit down." I huff then nod. I walk to where I was sitting and sit again. Dean sits down beside me again and his smell of leather and coriander drifts over to me. It tries to envelope me, tried to wrap my in its embrace and change my mind. I shake my head.

"I can't do this." I can't fall for this guy. I get up and walk out of the kitchen, heading anywhere without Dean Winchester.

*Dean's POV*

I sit there and just watch her walk away. Her jeans hug her every curve seemingly just to tease me. I'm confused but also not confused by what just happened. We kissed. Well, sorta kissed. Had to remind her of that douchebag Robbie. Trust issues, I get it. But what I don't get is why she thinks I would be anything like that guy. 'It's not like you're famous for relationships, Dean. You hit it and quit it.' A voice inside my head says. Well that is true. And the one relationship I had...I put my head in my hands. I ruined it. But with Ang it would be different. She's different. 'That's true, Dean. But you're the same. The same damaged, depressed, delinquent that ruins people's lives.' But I'm different with her. I argue with myself. I can be different, I can be faithful. I've done it before. It's easy if the girl you're with is what you really want, and she is. If she wants to be with me then it's not gonna be my fault that she's not. It's her choice.

I stand up and go to the library where Sam and Cas have been. I'd go after Angela later, in my experience, ladies need some time alone once and a while. Sam and Cas glance at me then Sam returns to the books. Cas on the other hand, looks around behind me. "Where's Angela?" He asks.

I shrug. "She needed some time alone." I walk over to Sam. "Find anything?" He shakes his head.

"Not yet." He flips through the pages of a book and then suddenly stops. "Wait." He moves the open book to his left and opens another closed book. "This symbol, right here." He points to a circle with triangles weaved into it.

"Yeah? What about it?" I ask impatiently, not knowing what he's getting at.

"It matches the symbol in this book." He points to the other book. I see the symbol and think I understand, but the second book isn't in English.

"Okay, but what language is this in?" I ask, slightly fearing the answer. Sam sighs before answering.

"Enochian. Seriously old Enochian. I mean, I don't even know if Cas can read this." I look up to ask the angel but find that he's gone.