My lovely Winchester (A Dean Fanfic)

Chapter 11: Dreams

I woke up on a old hard bed, my head felt as if it had a million drums pounding inside. The room was pretty small and there wasn't much in it. Two empty nightstands where at either side of the bed with one dim light on the one closest to me. There was small dresser in front of the bed with a mirror balanced on top. I slowly got out of bed and walked to the metal door, which I though was pretty creepy. I opened the door which made a loud screeching sound that made my head pound even more. "What are you doing up" The voice seemed louder to me then ever, it echoed in my head making me dizzy. Who ever it was caught me and carried me back into bed. I opened my eyes to see Dean sitting at the edge of my bed. "Is this the girl?" A raspy voice echoed in the door way, I flinched at the sound. "Sorry about that." The man walked over and touched my head, making the pain disappear. I stared at him, he had spiky hair and was in a tan trench coat and had a faint smell of cheese burgers. Dean coughed and looking at the strange man. "This is Cass, I'm sure you've read about him in one of  books. "That's Cass?" I looked at Cass in shock, he wasn't at all what I pictured him as. 

Dean motioned Cass out and looked me up and down, inspecting every visible scrap cut  and gash on my body. "I'm so sorry Molly. I really am, we should have got ther-" "Shh its fine, we killed them didn't we? Some times you have to take risks, I'm alright aren't I?" I smiled at him and put my hand on his. "Molly you were out for three days, we were all scared you were going to die. I was so scared you were going to die." The last part of his sentence shocked me, my eyes snapped to his. "I ummm I didn't mean to say that last part. Uh sorry" Dean got up and began to walk out of the room, before he could fully leave I grabbed his arm. He looked back at me and once again we made awkward eye contact. "Don't be sorry, that means a lot Dean thank you very much." Dean awkwardly smiled and kissed the top of my head softly, sending shivers down my spine. "No problem, now get some rest." He turned out the light making the room pitch black, the only source of light was coming from the slightly cracked door. "Tell Cass thank you." Dean turned around and nodded leading with an uncomfortable smile before closing the door. 

I tossed and turned thinking about what Dean said  "I was so scared you were going to die" echoed in my head over and over again. Why would he be so scared I was going to die, wasn't I just some girl to him? I was also thinking about when he kissed my forehead. The sensation I got when he kissed me so so unusual and amazing. Obviously he didn't mean anything by it, it was a simple forehead kiss. Why was I so obsessed with this guy, did I like him? No I could, could I? I tossed and turned even more before slowly drifting off to sleep.

"Where are you taking me Dean?" I looked at Dean as he had a giant grin plastered across his face.  "Just shh you'll soon see" Dean continued to drive down the narrow road. It was about 15 minutes before we stopped at the prettiest lake I've ever seen.  Dean got out and grabbed a picnic basket out of the back and came over opening my door. I smiled at him and stepped out of the car. He grabbed my hand sending butterflies through my body. We walked to a clear spot by the lake and sat down. "It's beautiful" I said staring out into the water. "Yeah just like you?" I turned looking at Dean who was grinning like an idiot. I blushed looking down as I played with my fingers. Dean lifted my head up and looked me in the eyes, as he slowly leaned in, and before I knew it we were kissing.

I quickly woke up gasping, what the hell was that dream? I hate to admit it but I think I really do like Dean Winchester.....