A New Beginning

A New Beginning Part 2

" What are you doing here Sam? "

Sam got to his feet and nervously put his hands in pockets.

" I just thought that you. "

" That I what? Needed your help? I just took a guys head off with a damn chain from my purse Sam, I don't need your or your brother's help. "

I tossed my towel on the table, closed my laptop and looked at him.

" We know that you don't need our help Becca, but this life isn't one you should be doing alone. "

I sat down on the bed and let out a sigh.

" I know how you are feeling right now. It never gets easier, killing. Monster or not. You always surprise yourself with the things that you can and have done. "

He came and sat beside me on the bed.

" There's a difference between needing someone and not wanting to be alone. "

I took in a deep breath and let it out slowly. Everything he was saying was true. There was no doubt that I hated doing all of this stuff by myself, but I didn't need anyone. He looked me in the eyes and I suddenly felt safe, calm. There was something about this man that was so innocent, kind, yet I knew what he was capable of, and that didn't scare me one bit. But looking in his eyes, I knew that he had a lot buried, he seemed so lost yet confident at the same time. He hesitated then ran his hand across my face. It sent shivers down my spine and I let out a breath. Normally, I would have let this play through, but I couldn't do that to him. I took his hand in mine.

" Thanks for everything Sam. I haven't said that enough today. " I smiled softly.

I seen his face go soft and he smiled.

" You sure you're gonna be okay by yourself? "

He got to his feet when I did and started walking to the door. I shook my head with a little laugh, crossing my arms in front of my chest.

" I'll be fine Sam really. I'm gonna try to get some sleep. "

He opened the door with that sweet smile.

" Alright, well you know where we are at if you need us. "

I smiled, kissed his cheek before he stepped outside. It broke my heart to shut him down, but I didn't want to lead him on, or use him. He was too sweet and the last thing I wanted to do was hurt him.

" Night Becca. " He opened the creaky door to his room and going inside.

I came inside, dug through my bag and pulled out a cigarette, slid on my boots and sweater, then sat on the rusty bench right outside my door, and lit it up. I took in a long haul and let it out. Even though I was still a little shaken up by how I did it, I finally felt at ease that, that case was over. I knew I didn't want to get attached, but there was something about those Winchester boys, and knowing that they have so much of a story and I had no idea about any of it. I wanted to know that if what that shifter said was true. Did everyone they care for end up dead? The smoke burned slowly and about half way through it, Dean pulled up and parked in front of his room. He seen me sitting outside of my room and let out a sigh. He knew that I probably didn't want to see him but he was going to push his luck. He got out and walked over to me.

" I beg you for a smoker. "

" It's not a constant thing, just calms my nerves sometimes. " I laughed a bit.

" Working on that beast usually clears my head. " He glanced at that beautiful Impala, then sitting down beside me.

" Hard to do when it's forty five minutes away. "