Chapter Six

Warnings: minor angst, blod and sex vampire club

Summary: Dean gives you more insight into what he does for a living, and you make it clear that you want to help him. He's not too fond of putting you in direct line of a bunch of vampires but like Annabeth, you don't take no for an answer. You two are becoming more like the other, making Dean's head spin with uncertainty.

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The living room is now clean spotless and free of anything that suggests there was a party here. Now you have half the house to do next. It's taking you longer than expected because you can't get the kiss out of your head. Dean kissed you. He kissed you like he was a starving man and the only thing that would keep him alive is kissing you. Did you like it? Yes. Do you want it to happen again? Yes. Are you willing to be a brat to get him angry enough to kiss you again? Also, yes. Maybe you shouldn't. He's been on edge since yesterday and you don't want to do anything to ruin what you two have.

What do you two have? Your relationship isn't conventional and anything is on the table at this point. It's late afternoon by the time you get done cleaning, and you think that's more than enough time for Dean to think about his relationship with you. Dean isn't in his office when you go check it so the next place you go to is his room. The door is open so you take that as a sign that you're wanted.

"Dean? You in here?" you ask when you walk in.

He walks out of the bathroom with only a white towel wrapped dangerously low on his hips. His hair is wet from the shower he just took and drops of water rest on his chest and stomach. Your mouth goes agape at the sight of this Adonis. You want to turn and leave but you can't seem to move.

"Can I help you?" he smirks.

"Um..." Dean grips the top of the towel and moves slightly at the threat of taking it off and you immediately turn away from him. He yanks the towel off and gets dressed, and you don't turn around until you know it's safe to do so. "Are we going to talk about it?"

"Talk about what?" Dean asks and throws his towel into the hamper. "How your sister trashed my house and threw a party?"

He walks past you but you're not going to let him get off this easy.

"How you kissed me."

He stops walking but doesn't turn to face you.

"No, I don't think so."

You walk in front of him and push him against the wall. He chuckles in amusement since he can easily overpower you but he lets you have your moment.

"I am done letting people walk all over me. We're talking about it."

"Fine, I kissed you. So what?"

"That wasn't just a kiss and we both know it."

"What do you want me to say?" He kicks off the wall and begins walking toward you. You start walking backwards to get away from him but he doesn't relent. "That all I want to do is kiss you again? That you haven't left my head since? How all I smell is you and it's making my head spin?" Your back hits the wall behind you and he puts a hand where your head is to semi-cage you in. "The answer is yes. All I want to do is throw you on my bed and have my way with you."

"What if I let you?" you whisper and look into his green eyes.

Dean leans down and barely touches your neck with his nose.

"Be careful what you ask for."

He gently nips at your skin with his fangs which draws a drop of blood that he licks away. He pulls away from you and walks toward his office, and you can't help but follow him like a lost puppy.

"So, what now?"

"Now I get back to work."

He sits down at his desk and opens his laptop, and you sit down across from him.

"I want to know more about you."

"No, you don't."

"Don't tell me what I want and don't want." He looks at you and you sink further into your chair. "What did you mean when you said you helped people escape their abusers?"

"If I tell you, there is no going back. Everything you think you know goes out the window. Are you prepared for that?"

"Yes."

"Hidden in the shadows all over the world are vampires in groups that call themselves the Blood Ring. They prey on humans and take them as their own personal blood bags. These humans are being sold and prepped for blood slave trading." Dean sees the sad look on your face and sighs. "I don't believe humans were put on Earth to be blood bags for vampires but some do. So, I search for these rings and take them down. These husnamns, mostly young girls and women, are forced into giving up their bodies and blood in exchange for their lives. I infiltrate a house and save everyone I can. I have safe houses all over the country meant to protect those who have been hurt by vampires."

"Wow, you must really hate your own kind."

Dean doesn't comment on that.

"Every time I leave here, I go around town to different clubs where I know vampires like to hang out and try to get them to give up their leaders. Once I know that, I find out where they go and I kill every last one of them."

You're not sure what to say to this.

"That's very noble of you," you say once you find your voice.

"I guess. I wasn't always like this."

"Were you part of these groups?

"I was worse. Back in the day, I used to slaughter town after town until I was caught and bled dry as punishment. At that time, I realized that what I was doing was wrong and I had to change. So, I did. I made a lot of money to fund these excursions. Now, that part of me is in the past."

"Who caught you?"

"My brother," he sighs.

You decide against asking him about his brother. It seems like he doesn't want to talk about him or what happened to them.

"So, what are you doing now? Have you found another house?"

Dean's shoulders relax at the change of topic.

"No, I found someone who might know a leader. He likes to hang out at Eternal Elegance."

"Okay, I'll go get dressed."

Before you can get up, Dean stops you.

"What do you think you're doing? You're staying here."

"You didn't tell me all of that just so I could stay here."

The lines between the present and the past blur together and instead of you sitting in front of him, it's Annabeth.

"I can handle myself, Mr. Winchester, and if you leave without me, I'll just follow you so you may as well bring me," she shrugged.

"Fine," Dean sighs. You grin and Dean stands up. "I need you to know this, Y/N. These vampires aren't like me. They do not care about human life. If you so much as give them an inch, they will take that and kill you with it."

You stay silent for three whole minutes before bursting out in giggles. Dean looks confused at your reaction and you stand with a smile.

"Is that supposed to scare me into staying here? I'm not a child, Dean. I'll go get ready."

Dean watches you walk off and is reminded of how fierce Annabeth was.

"These vampires aren't like me. They will hurt you if you give them a chance."

"No offense, Dean, but I spent two years with you as my prisoner. You, who slaughtered town after town. Plus, I have you to protect me. I'll go get ready."

Dean closes his eyes in pain but forces those feelings from bubbling up again. After getting ready, you meet Dean at his car. His prized possession, his Chevy Impala sits in the garage unable to drive since it's over seven hundred years old. No car runs on gas these days. It's 2741, the century of electric cars. Most of the world runs on electricity these days so there is no use for gas stations.

Dean hated giving up his precious car for an electric one but he tried to use it for as long as he could. Dean starts the car and immediately rock music fills the speakers. It's from a band you've never heard before.

"Who is this?"

"Led Zeppelin."

"I've never heard of them before. When did this come out?"

"1971."

"Wow, what was life like back then?"

"Primitive."

You turn the music up and enjoy the music your ancestors loved to listen to. Dean drives to Eternal Elegance which is packed with people. You see some of these people around town. How did you not know they were vampires?

"Are all these people vampires?"

"No." Dean pulls into the back parking lot away from the public eye. "Vampires have to mask their activities with human ones. Almost all the cubs and bars you see in town have vampire ones down below. It's a whole networking thing."

Eternal Elegance looks like a normal club filled with men and women dancing and having a good time. Dean walks to the back room that has a man posted at it. He takes one look at Dean and lets him through. Dean must have a good rapport with the clubs around town if the man doesn't question him.

The club down below is nothing like the one above. The club is filled with more sultry music and it smells like blood and sex. A lot of half-naked and fully naked women dance on poles bolted onto the stage. Men sit in front of them with their lust-filled eyes locked onto them. Every woman has bite marks on her body no doubt from the vampires sitting below. Across the room are semi-private rooms that men take women to for a bloody good time. The rooms have half walls to keep them separated from each other but also have semi-sheer curtains on the top. From where you are, you can see the men bite into the women. Topless waitresses walk around with trays filled with alcohol and blood drinks. You pull your eyes away from the semi-private rooms and look at Dean who is watching your reaction to the place.

"Don't worry. Everyone consented to be here. Every human signs a contract stating that they want to be here. The second they don't, they leave with no strings attached. These women want to be bitten. These clubs do everything by the book to prevent them from being shut down."

"Who shuts them down?"

"Your government." You're not surprised your government is filled with vampires. "Stay right here. I'll be right back." You immediately grab his arm and he looks down at you with gentle eyes. "I wouldn't do anything that would put you in danger. I'll be right back."

Dean leaves your side and you start to nervously twiddle your fingers. A man takes a dazed woman to one of the semi-private rooms and pulls her into him. She moves her head to the side and the man sinks his fangs into her neck. She looks high like she's feeling absolute bliss. Do I look like that when Dean bites me? You turn away from the couple because it feels like an invasion of privacy and you almost run into a woman carrying a tray.

"Oh, I'm so sorry."

"Do you want a drink?"

"Oh, no thank you."

"Are you offering a drink?"

It takes a moment to understand her words and you blush slightly at the thought of another man's mouth on your neck.

"No."

"There's someone at the bar who thinks otherwise."

You look at the bar to see a short but handsome man and lock eyes with him. He grabs his drink and starts to head over to you just as the woman walks away from you.

"Hey, gorgeous, you here alone?"

"No."

"Where is your man?"

"He'll be right back."

"Have a drink with me while you wait."

You're about to deny his request when you see the magnetic pull in his eyes. They are bright blue but it's almost like the color swirls around like a whirlpool. Everyone and everything around you blurs and slows down because the only thing you can focus on is him and his mesmerizing eyes.

"Sure," you say without hesitation.

The man puts his hand on your lower back and leads you to an empty semi-private room. He closes the sheer curtains but you can still see the public outside of it. Where is Dean? Are you in danger?

"What's your name?"

"Y/N."

"Fitting for a beautiful woman like you. Where are you from?"

"Um... Arizona, I think."

The man chuckles at your haziness but doesn't let it stop him from getting answers out of you.

"Who are you here with?" Before you can get a single word out, the man moves your hair away from your neck to explose your skin. He leans in and sniffs but freezes when he smells your blood racing in your veins. "What is that smell?"

"What?"

"Your blood. Why does it smell like that?" The man grabs your hair and roughly yanks it down to expose more of your neck. Whatever trance the man had on you is now gone and fear replaces your compliance. Dean's old bite scars and the place where he nipped you the other day is present on your neck. "You're marked but this blood... it's special."

"What? Please let me go. I don't want any trouble."

"I've only seen one other human have this blood before and she was with–" The man immediately stops talking and pulls away from you. You rub the place on your head where it's sore from how hard he was gripping your hair. "Are you here with Dean?"

"Yeah, why?"

"I gotta go."

He stands up to flee but you're not done with him. If Dean won't give you answers about your blood, then this man might.

"Wait, I'm not done with you."

The man leaves the room and bumps into Dean who stares down at him with deadly eyes and a hard look.

"I'm sorry, Dean. I didn't know she was your girl."

Dean watches the man scurry off and he grabs your arm gently.

"Come on, we're going home."

"Wait, what is going on?" He doesn't answer you and gently force you to walk with him back to the car. "Who was that man?" No answer. "Are you just going to ignore me?"

When he doesn't give you an answer, you get into the car with a sigh. The entire ride home is silent on Dean's end. You keep asking questions you know he won't answer. Why is he gatekeeping you? What does he not want you to find out? You follow him inside the house when he arrives but you're not going to let him to that easy.

"Dean Winchester!" He stops right by the foot of the stairs. "Tell me what is going on."

With his super speed, he pins you to the wall and kisses you ferociously. You wrap your arms around his neck and jump into his arms so you can wrap your legs around his waist. The kiss his nothing short of hot and heavy that will lead to some hot and heavy sex if he lets it get that far. You two haven't done it yet but you're curious what sex with a vampire will be like.

Dean uses his speed to race you up the stairs and over to your room. However, he doesn't enter it. He pins you to the wall and kisses down your neck with open hot kisses, and you hit the back of your head on the wall.

"Dean," you moan.

Dean is brought back to reality by your moan and sets you gently on the ground.

"I can't do this," he pants.

"Why not? What can't you do?"

"I can't fall for you again."

With that, he heads back to his room, leaving you with more questions than answers.