𝐒𝐓𝐈𝐋𝐋 𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐒 𝐁𝐄𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐆 || 𝐃𝐞𝐚𝐧 𝐖𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫

Chapter 29 ~ Drunken Fights

Episode: Season 5 - Abandon All Hope Pt. 2

I leaned into Hal's side, watching Cas down shots one by one by one. Ellen watched him from across the table with wide eyes in amusement. Once he was finished, he sat there a second in silence.

"I think I'm starting to feel something..." he admitted and I barked out a laugh as I watched them all from afar.

Dean and Sam were sitting away from us all, drinking beers and I could see them talking. Pushing back a strand of my hair, I tried to listen to their conversation discreetly.

"Boy, talk about stupid ideas," Sam commented and I furrowed my eyebrows in confusion till I realized what he was talking about.

Dean's emerald eyes were glued to Jo and I scoffed quietly to myself as he got up from the table, stalking over to her. She turned around then, nearly bumping into him before smiling up at him.

"So dangerous mission tomorrow. Guess it's time to eat, drink and, you know, make merry," he smirked over at her as they both leaned up against the kitchen counter.

"Are you giving me the last-night-on-earth speech?" Jo grinned at him and I felt bile rise up in the back of my throat.

Grabbing my beer bottle from the desk beside me, I excused myself from my boyfriend and walked out the door that led to Bobby's junkyard. Cool air hit me in the face and I breathed it in gratefully before taking a swig from the bottle. Then removing it from my lips, I leaned back against a wooden beam holding up the make-shift roof over Bobby's back porch. My brown eyes fluttered closed and I let out a breath I didn't know I'd been holding. Everything felt like such a dream lately. A horrible, horrible dream that I prayed I'd wake up from soon.

But every time it felt like dawn had come, there was a new cloud to obscure my vision - making everything blurry. And this new development had shocked me to my core. I couldn't even breathe after I'd regained consciousness at Bobby's. Both boys tried to comfort me, get me to calm down somehow but I couldn't. It's like my whole world had been turned on its axis and it just kept spinning around and around, making me sick. This couldn't be true, it couldn't be real.

How could it be? I knew I was in denial but I couldn't help it. It wasn't real, I refused to let it be real. Because if it was...then not only was I the daughter of a witch, which was taboo enough in a hunter's eyes...Dean's eyes...but I was also the daughter of a demon. I was-I was half demon, I realized with sudden clarity. My heart pounded in my chest at the startling revelation and I breathed heavily. Suddenly, a hand clamped down on my shoulder and I shrieked, eyes flying open and spinning around to be met with green orbs.

I let out a breath and shook Dean's hand off me.

"What do you want?" I growled and he bit his lip, furrowing his eyebrows.

"I want to help," he shrugged.

I barked out a humorless laugh, crossing my arms over my chest.

"And just how can you help me, Dean? Hm? Please, enlighten me because I would love to know," I snapped at him, "Why are you here?!"

His green eyes hardened in an instant before flashing fire, "You know what? Just forget it, I'm going back inside,"

He began to turn away when I spat out, "Yes, please, do! Run back to your little girlfriend in there. I'm sure Jo is missing you terribly,"

Dean stopped dead in his tracks before whipping back around.

"And just what is that supposed to mean? You are talking about Jo, right?" he asked rhetorically, taking strides over to me until we were face to face, "What? You jealous?"

He arched his eyebrows and I could feel his warm breath fanning my lips, we were so close. But I could smell the alcohol on his clothes, warning me to not to do anything I'd regret.

His hands grabbed my hips, pulling me into his chest so that I had to tilt my head back to look at him, "'Cause I can see it in your eyes, Parksy... You want me back..."

Dean leaned in then, about to kiss me but I slapped him hard across the cheek and he stumbled backwards.

"Don't you dare do that! Just don't," I warned him, clenching my jaw, "You gave up the right to kiss me a long time ago, Winchester,"

I saw hurt flash in his eyes but for only a second and it was gone. He was about to say something when all of a sudden, Hal came bursting out the door and onto the back porch. His warm brown eyes met mine and I saw concern there.

"You okay?" he asked immediately and I nodded, giving him a small smile.

"I'm fine, Hal." I assured him just before my eyes flitted to Dean.

He said nothing, just gave a curt nod to Hal before slipping past him and back into the house. Smiling slightly, Hal stepped closer and I let him pull me into his embrace. My head rested on his chest and I could feel the rhythmic beat of his heart, the cotton material of his dark green t-shirt rubbing against my face. And even though I felt content in his arms...I wasn't happy. I felt subjected to it. And the near kiss with Dean didn't help those feelings.