The Vampire Hunter

Chapter 3

When they arrived back at the cabins, Jane started walking back to hers. She knew the Winchester would figure out another plan but right now she needed to get away from Dean.

"Jane, is everything alright?" John asked her as he was putting his things back into the case.

"I'll be fine. They know what they did," she said, loud enough for Dean to hear. "I'll be back in an hour or so." She continued walking to her cabin and sighed when she heard footsteps behind her. She continued as if she didn't hear a thing, hoping her would just leave her alone. She stopped to unlock the door but Dean grabbed her hand, preventing her from doing so.

"Jane, I'm sorry," He said as she turned around to look at him. "I shouldn't have pushed you to tell me."

"Yet you still did," She said coldly as she pulled her arm from him and went to unlock the door once again. "Just leave me alone." She was about to go inside when once again she felt his hand, this time on her shoulder.

He pulled her back from the door and put his free hand on her other shoulder. "Would you just stop for a moment and talk to me?" He tries as she just glares at him, not saying anything back to him. "Jane, please. Can we just get past that? I want to talk to you about something else." Once again, she just remained silent, trying to keep her anger under control. "Jane, how did you pull me away from that vampire. There is no way you are stronger than them."

She shook her head as she sighed. "I just wanted to get everyone out of there. Just the heat of the moment I guess," she muttered.

Dean signed from her reluctance and moved his hand under her chin and lifted her face to get her to look at him again. He didn't say anything at first, just looked into her eyes. The next thing she knew, he had leaned forward and was kissing her. She gasped slightly before she pushed him away, a bit harder than she intended to. Dean went flying off the porch before hitting a tree and dropping to the ground unconscious. Jane stared at the spot that Dean's limp body laid in disbelief of what she had just done before she ran out to make sure that he was going to be alright. After making sure that no one could see her, she lifted dean in her arms and carried him into her cabin and laid him on the bed. She could tell that there were no broken bones, but a concussion was very likely. She sighed as she went to get a rag and wet it with cold water before folding it and laying it on his head. There wasn't much that she could do, just wait for him to wake up. She sat down on the bed so she could watch for him to wake up.

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The sun had started to set, and she had heard John's truck leave a couple hours ago, but Sam was still in the cabin meaning that they weren't being missed. Dean had started to move in his sleep more, telling her that he was soon to wake up. She moved over to the bed and moved the rag that she had kept cool over the past few hours to the nightstand. She lightly laid her hand on his forehead and Dean jerked awake, grabbing her hand.

"What the hell happened?" he said as he tried to set up, but she put her hand on his chest to stop him.

"You kissed me. I pushed you away. You tripped and hit your head off the banister," She lied easily as she got him to lay back down.

"Oh," he muttered as he looked up at Jane. "Your lips are really soft."

She looked at the male beside her in disbelief. "I should have just left you out there," she said as she stood from the bed and took the rag back into the bathroom.

"Hey, that was supposed to be a complement," he yelled after her.

"There was still no reason for me to kiss you," she said as she returned to the main room of the cabin and sat down on the couch.