Dean & Ruby

[ruby]

Turning away from Dean, Allix giggled at his concern. But when she felt his large hands on her shoulder, she flinched slightly, and that made Bobby jerk in his seat slightly. But it wasn’t the pain.
‘Ugh, no. I might need help to patch a few things up,’ she said and braced herself for Dean to fix her shoulder, but when three came, nothing happened and she turned to glare at him. ‘Well hurry it up Jackass, we aint got all night.’

[Dean Winchester]

Dean didn’t do it straight away, he didn’t want to hurt her at all, but when she turned around, unprepared, Dean pulled and pushed his hands, sharp cracking filling the room as he pushed it back into place. He gave a smile and leant down close to her ear so Bobby wouldn’t hear.
‘Crazy Bitch.’

[ruby]

With a slight scream, Allix held her shoulder, now simply groaning lowly. She smiled and gave a breathless laugh as Dean whispered to her, but the pain in her shoulder was making it harder for her to think straight. It was only temporary, she wouldn’t feel anything in that arm shortly, but god the pain at that moment. Bobby looked concerned and Allix opened her mouth to stop him from speaking but she was too slow. ‘You alright now?’
Allix felt a growl grow in her chest and she glared at the floor as she rolled her shoulder.
‘Peachy, just peachy.’

[Dean Winchester]

Dean was sorry for hurting her, he knew how bad dislocated shoulders were, it would bruise easy on her pale skin to.
Bobby didn't realize until now that they'd spent more than about ten minutes talking, they needed to get to work. He sighed and looked at his adopted Daughter. ‘You go change.’ he said softly, Bobby then turned his gaze to Dean. ‘You go check out her jaw, make sure it's not too damaged and help her with whatever other injury she has.’ and Dean nodded agreeing that her jaw should be looked at also.

[ruby]

Allix agreed and stood to grab her duffle bag, throwing it over her good shoulder. She turned to Sam, who was sitting quietly and she gave him a brief smile before heading upstairs to her old bedroom and bathroom, waiting so Dean didn’t get lost.
Before she got too far, Bobby called to Allix.
‘Yeah,’
‘Im proud of ya,’ he said and smiled fondly.
Allix smiled brightly, she made Bobby smile. ‘Thanks Dad.’
He then shook the smile away before turning to Sam. ‘Come on boy, you and me are gonna start saltin' windows and doors.’

[Dean Winchester]

Dean looked up at Allix longingly; he wished his dad had said that more often to him. He headed up to the bathroom first, grabbing the first aid kit and pulling out some bandaids and Detol. Taking a seat on an old toy box, Dean sorted through kit and prepared everything while he waited for her.

[ruby]

Following Dean, Allix smiled and dropped her bag. With a cheeky smile, Allix turned around and bent at the waist to unzip it and fiddle through to find some clothes.
She came up with a pair of brown biker boots, a pair of faded jeans, socks and a black T-Shirt. Moving around, Allix sat on the edge of the tub and unbuckled her shoes, pulled off her socks and shoved it all into her duffle. ‘Quiet over there.’

[Dean Winchester]

Dean led Stephanie to the bathroom and watched as she dropped her bag before bending at the waist to unzip it. As she dug through her bag, he got a nice view up her skirt. He stared, wide-eyed at her as she gathered her things, her skirt slowly riding up to reveal the bottom curve of, what Dean would have to call, a perfect ass and a little bit of her black lace boy shorts, which he actually preferred to call 'Booty Shorts'. Right now, he hoped like hell she wouldn't turn around and break his nose like she had that Hagan kid's.
He couldn't be sure, because the only light in the bathroom was candles, but he thought he saw a black strap around the top of her left thigh holding something to it.
Dean willed his eyes to look away, and finally managed to stare at the floor, it was the safest place to look.
As she sat on the tub, Dean looked up and saw her looking at him, he smiled at her. ‘You're pretty quiet over there too, Sweetheart.’

[ruby]

Allix smiled and then proceeded to take off her skirt, knowing that Dean had been looking. She unbuckled her knife from her left thigh and tossed it on top of her skirt and socks. She walked toward him, studied him. He still looked the same, but there was something in his eyes, something that made her want to drop to her knees and cry, but she tried to ignore it, other than that, he hadn’t changed. ‘You haven't changed much.’

[Dean Winchester]

Dean arched an eyebrow. ‘Oh, I've changed more than you know; but you've changed a lot.’ It was then that Dean decided to be a smartass. He swept a lazy gaze over her, from foot to head. ‘I'd say you've gotten taller.’ He gave her his trademark grin, remembering that she was sensitive with her average height while hunters were usually tall.

[ruby]

Allix smiled. ‘Yeah, I know.’ She cocked her head at him.
Allix swung her good arm lazily, hitting him in the shoulder. ‘Jackass.’ She turned and walked back to the clothes she piled on the floor, tuned her back to him and began unbuttoning her shirt slowly.

[Dean Winchester]

Dean was feeling slightly uncomfortable. ‘Uh, don't you wanna wait till I leave before you do that? You know, I can fix you up when you are dressed, I’m good at doing things like that,’ he said quickly.

[ruby]

’I’m sure you are...’ Allix spoke casually like they were talking about guns or something while she continued to unbutton her shirt. ‘You don't bother me, and this stuff is extremely annoying. Plus, it’s not like you haven’t seen this before,’ she mentioned and glanced over her bare shoulder as she tossed it aside.

[Dean Winchester]

She finished her sentence as Dean watched her shirt come off and drop to the floor. He took in her toned arms and shoulders, watched the muscles play across her back and caught the slight curve of her stomach; damn everything.
She had the body of a hunter, including the scars and wounds.
Dean studied the careful fresh stitching she had done before she came here, and they looked fine, he didn’t know what she was going on about.
Dean decided to play along; hey if she felt like stripping he could sit and relax. It wasn't the first time he saw a girl in her bra and underwear after all, but, the girl was different. So he took a seat on the side of the tub and continued his conversation as casually as she was before. He gestured to her quickly disappearing clothing. ‘What's with all that stuff anyway?’

[ruby]

‘Oh, A demon. Brain washed kids into doing the stuff it wanted. I mean, no one would want to punch a kid right?’ She said pulling on her black baby T-shirt that said 'Marines' on it in grey with the symbol on it, it looked faded, old. ‘Had to be a student to get to the stupid idiot, so I dressed up as one. Took me long enough to get him, stuck in that same hotel for two weeks. I mean, I never get in trouble with the cops, except when I got popped for street racing, but I mean, that kid started it,’ Allix realised she was babbling and she blushed slightly and grabbed her jeans, and slid them on.