Part Twelve:

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~Recap of last chapter~
As you lay in bed Dean opens your door with his jacket and his duffel bag. He walks over to you and smiles at how beautiful you look when you're asleep. He sighs as he covers you up with a sheet. After he covers you with a sheet he lays his jacket on top of you. You growl as you turn towards him still asleep, Dean smiles as you take the jacket into your arms holding onto it.

He smiles softly as he looks down at you, he kisses your forehead. You smile as you rub your face against his jacket after he kisses your head. Dean walked out your door shutting it behind him. Dean and Sam leave around 12:15 while you're still asleep. You groan as you feel the Rough fabric against your skin.

~Later that night around 4 o'clock~
You toss over to your left side as you hear your door opening. You think it's nothing and fall back to sleep. You start to feel the bed move as someone pulls you next to them. You groan pushing them away as you close your eyes tighter. You hear them growl softly as you bat your eyes open. You look up to see Dean lying there "Dean?" You say semi weary as you stop pushing him away. He groans as he looks down at you "Hm?" You look at him as you ask "Where'd you go?"  He clears his throat "just went to check on Sammy." He says, you look at the clock and notice it's 4:30. At 4 o'clock in the morning?" "Well yeah just wanted to make sure." You shrug softly as you cuddle up next to him. He sighs as he looks down at you. He seemed like he was hurting and you ask him if he's alright. He tells you he's fine making you look at him like you don't believe him. He scoffs looking down at you. "I'm. Okay." He says softly as he places his hands on the sides of your face. He gently kisses you and you nod. You smile softly and lean against him falling back asleep.

~Deans POV~
I sighed as I looked down at (f/n). I groaned as I got out of her bed heading towards her bathroom. I shut the bathroom door and turn my back towards the mirror. I pull off my shirt, inhaling sharply. I groaned as I tossed my shirt onto the floor. I looked into the mirror to see a big scratch that is spread from you the to of my shoulder to the dead center of my back I groaned as I picked my shirt back up tossing it back on.

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