Only a vampire can love you forever

Dean awoke from his slumber, eagerly returning Natalie’s kiss. “Sorry, sweetie. I haven’t been sleeping very well lately.” He admitted as he slung an arm around the brunette. “Guess the only time I can really relax is when I know you’re nearby... and safe.” Nat was definitely capable of fending for herself, but that didn’t always ease Dean’s worries. As he exited the impala, the Hunter fished out his house keys.

“Rules are made to be broken.” Dean chuckled in response, slinging an arm around Natalie’s slim shoulders. Once they made it to the vehicle he retracted his arm and headed for the passenger side. Opening the door, he slid into the seat before his sage hues fluttered shut. He hadn’t planned on passing out in the car, but exhaustion quickly caught up with him. 

“You always were sexiest whenever we broke rules together.” He reminisced. High school felt like another lifetime away, but he’d never forget. “Around you? I’m very comfortable.”

“You’re loved, actually.” Dean replied, sage eyes bulging after he realized just what he’d blurted out. “You can’t hold that against me...” He fished his car keys out of his pocket and handed them to Nat. “I mean, you’ve rode shotgun so many times and you’re a decent driver. Plus your taste in music is good.” 

He grinned impishly, “Who, me? You do realize I want this to last.” A content sigh fell past his lips. “A little teasing never hurt anybody.” Dean’s fingertips barely brushed along Natalie’s cheeks. He’d leaned in close to whisper into her ear, “Want to go for a spin in the impala? Or maybe give it a test drive back to the bunker?” Perhaps he’d man up and invite her inside for coffee-- that is, if he hadn’t already made a complete fool of himself.

“Over time, Demons have become worse. They never thought to show mercy to begin with, but you could end up tortured for weeks on end.” His gaze held hers, the fear slowly fading away after she mentioned her aunt. “Maybe you and I should train together.” The idea of Natalie growing stronger was reassuring, plus it turned Dean on. He inhaled her scent, leaving open-mouthed kisses down her neck.

“I’m not worried about scaring you or anything like that. It’s just-- my occupation isn’t exactly normal; I’m on the radar of some pretty messed up people. I don’t doubt for a second they’d kidnap and do unspeakable things to you if they knew..” That was the main reason he tried to keep his relationship with Natalie discreet. However, Dean couldn’t stop himself from blurting out the truth, “ ’Cause I’m a demon slayer.” He leaned in to capture her lips with his. 

“More time to talk and do stuff like this.” He kissed her finger tips. “Only if you want to, it’s... back-breaking work.” Dean lied. He knew keeping Natalie in the dark about the family business was wrong, but how the Hell was he supposed to tell her the truth? Then again, seeing her frequently might raise more questions and put her in harm’s way. “Damned if I do, damned if I don’t.” He uttered faintly. She was bound to figure things out if she hadn’t already. 

“You’ve been through Hell and back. I would’ve done anything to make things easier on our family, but no matter where we go trouble follows us. Thank you for holding down the fort while I was gone.” 

“My sire is probably long gone. Or at the very least, hiding out somewhere.” His brows furrowed slightly. “I need to see this mission through to the end, regardless of what happens to me. I promised Bobby I’d get rid of the vampire nest.” Dean’s gaze fell on the steering wheel, to his daughter’s dainty hands. How many times had she stained those hands with blood, all in the name of justice? “I wish you had the life you wanted.” He murmured, forcing himself to look away from her.