Safe Chapter 7

"Haha! Now that's what I call a clean get away!" Dean happily hit the steering wheel as he drove. The girl in Sam's arms moaned as she began to gain consciousness once again.
"Shh, hey. You're alright now. Everything is going to be okay." Sam whispered to the injured girl in his arms. LJ's eyes opened, but she was unable to see anything but darkness. Beginning to panic, she squirmed only to hurt herself in the process.
"Shit, Sammy! Keep her still!" Dean commanded his little brother. After several long hours and a few pit stops, they were back in Lebannon, Kansas, where what Dean calls their "Batcave", is located. Sam gently places the Hunter on the guest bed, trying not to hurt her anymore than she already was. He felt slightly uncomfortable with the fact that all she had on was Dean's leather jacket seeing as it could chafe her already tender skin. "Dean, see if Charlie left any clothes here." He shouted to his brother who was getting some water.
"Why Sammy, so you can play dress up?" His brother teased. Not in the mood, Sam took the water and set it on the nightstand as Dean went to look for something for her to wear. Sam looked at the clock which read 4:10 am. He rubbed his eyes as he tried to stay awake.
"Where... I?" LJ blinked a few times trying to clear her vision, but to no avail.
"Shh, You're safe. Here, drink some water." Sam spoke quietly and gently as he helped the Hunter sit up to drink. She hastily drank the entire glass, only to want more.
"Sa Winches?" She tried to say his name, but could not as what was on her scraped at her burned chest.
"Yes, it's me. You need to rest. I will be back in a few minutes wi-" Although it pained her, she quickly grabbed his shirt.
"Stay!" She begged. After looking into her pleading eyes, Sam nodded and sat back down.
"Got some clothes that should last a month." Dean had an armful of clothes as he walked through the door. Seeing her awake, he lowered his voice.
"Hey there, we will ease the pain as soon as possible. Right now, you just rest up." Sam was surprised at how well Dean was treating her. He nodded to the empty glass as Dean began to walk out. LJ was holding Sam's hand tightly, not wanting him to leave. Dean saw and went to refill it. When he came back, the female Hunter was out cold. Sam closed the door so he didn't wake her up. Dean was praying to Cas for him to show up if he was alive. Sam was approaching the main room when he heard the familiar whip of wind and thump that indicated an angel had just appeared. He saw Dean jump when he turned to see the tired, but safe, Castiel behind him. \
"Jeezus Cas, we need to get you a bell or something!" Dean was clutching his heart as Sam entered the room, slightly chuckling.
"Blow me, Chuckles!" Dean yanked out a chair and sat in it, placing his legs on the table. Cas turned to Sam.
"Have you talked to Garth? He seems worried." Sam shook his head.
"We will get right on that. But first, do you think you can go in there and work your angel healing powers on that poor girl in there?" Dean was staring at Cas, hope dominant on his face. With a nod, Cas was gone. Dean shook his head as he poured a drink.
"So, are you going to call Garth, or am I?" Dean asked his brother before downing his drink. Sam slid his phone across the table to his brother.
"Knock yourself out." Dean slid Sam a beer as he picked up the phone. He got up and talked to him as Sam laid back. Closing his eyes, he was jerked up when he heard a crash. Dean poked his head around the corner.
"Was that you?" He asked. Sam jumped to his feet as he ran to the room where LJ was. When he opened the door, she was holding a sheet around her body as her back was against the wall. Cas was gone, but it was obvious he healed her as much as possible. Seeing Sam and Dean, LJ relaxed. The glass of water spilled when she jumped to her feet, making the crashing sound the Winchesters heard.
"Hey, how ya feeling?" Dean moved closer to her.
"Like a million fucking bucks. How did I get here?" She asked, rubbing her eyes.
"We brought you here. This is our... our home." Sam sat in the chair next to the bed as LJ tried and failed to stifle a yawn.
"You've been through a lot. You need some rest." Dean said, motioning toward the bed. The female Hunter looked warily at the bed and shook.
"I... I don't wanna be alone." She blushed as she said it, not realizing how true those words were until spoken aloud. With a slap on the back, Dean smiled.
"Sammy will stay in here with you!" Sam snapped his head towards Dean who was retreating from the room.
"Yeah, I'll stay." He said as he heard his brother sigh with relief. Dean was not as good at the whole emotional trauma stuff as he puts off to be. LJ groggily crawled back onto the bed and laid down.
"Thank you, Sam." She said with a yawn. Sam reclined his chair.
"Maybe next time when someone says that you will be safer with them, you should listen." With a small laugh, LJ snuggled under the covers. Feeling safe with Sam by her side, she welcomed the darkness. Sam watched as her breathing became slow and heavy. He switched off the light as he pulled a blanket on him.
"You're welcome." He murmured as he drifted off to sleep.
Sam awoke to a kink in his neck from sleeping on that damned chair. He pulled the handle and the footrest easily went down. Looking at the bed, he saw that LJ was not in it and that it was perfectly made. His mouth watered when he smelled bacon frying. Wrapping the blanket around him, Sam wandered into the kitchen. He saw LJ dancing around like a fool, starring in her own little show. It was still sort of early so Sam wasn't expecting Dean to be up for a while. He watched as the piled the bacon on the plate whilst simultaneously cooking pancakes.
"Wow, you are quite the multitasker." Sam stood in the doorway watching her. She turned and smiled.
"I was wondering when the scrumptious smell would waken you up!" She kept dancing around the kitchen, seemingly unharmed. She motioned her head to the kitchen table.
"Pop a squat, Gigantor." She winked as she made Sam his plate. He hadn't realized she was cooking omelets as well.
"Something smells like bacon!" Dean exclaimed walking through the door. He was in his favorite robe that he loved to wear around their "batcave." When Dean saw LJ dancing, he elbowed his brother and waggled his eyebrows as in to say, "She's a keeper." He was teasing Sam of course, taunting him to see if he will reward Dean with a bitchface.
"You're such a jerk." Sam said as he playfully pushed his brother's arm.
"And you will always be a bitch, Sammy." LJ placed Dean's plate in front of him. With a clap, she smiled.
"Hope everything is well done. There's plenty more if you are still hungry, just let me know!" She went to head out of the kitchen when Sam stopped her.
"You're not going to eat?" He asked, faced full of confusion. She shook her head.
"No. I'm not a breakfast person. I just used to-" Her voice caught in her throat, but she tried coughing to hide it. Dean eyed his little brother, seeing if he caught onto it as well.
"Sorry, I'm used to cooking for others." With a nod and a smile, she headed back to the room in which she spent the night. After they heard the shower go on, Dean put down his fork.
"So, is it just me or does she seem a little too... Happy?" Sam nodded as he swallowed his bite.
"For someone who was tortured almost to death, she seems completely... normal." They both finished their meal in silence. Just as Sam was about to wash the dishes, LJ emerges from the shower in clean clothes and her hair in a clip.
"No no no! You and Dean do what you do. I'll clean up here."
"You're a guest, let me-" She pulled the dish from his hand and shooed him away.
"Go. I like to clean." She smiled at him before turning to do the dishes that were overflowing onto the counter. Sam walked out of the kitchen and saw Dean with his feet up reading a magazine.
"What's with you and your Busty Asian Beauties?" Sam asked, raising his eyebrows at him brother. Dean's lip twitched as he put his feet down.
"Guilty pleasure. Anyway, what happened in there?" Dean jerked his head in the direction of the kitchen.
"She shooed me away. She wanted to clean up and said that she liked to clean." Sam opened his laptop that was already on.
"Were you using my laptop?"
"Psh, no." Dean got up and started to head out of the room.
"Really? Because it's opened to " Sam's face was skeptical as his brother hastily exited the room. Rolling his eyes and exiting the window, Sam came across a new email from Garth. He opened it to see it was a video.
"Hey guys, Cas came to see me. Thanks for making sure she's safe. I have been trying to call you, but keep getting sent to voice-mail. I also don't know where your bunker is, so I just thought I'd send you a video message. Please let LJ know I want to see her soon." LJ came walking into the room wiping her hands on a towel.
"Where's Dean?" She looked around the room, not seeing him.
"Um, I think he's in the shower. Hey, how d'you know Garth?" Hearing his name made LJ blink a few times. She quickly sat down.
"Long story short, we hunted together and saved each other's lives a few times. I haven't heard from him in years though." She sighed as she messed with her fingers. Sam knew there was much more to the story than that, but she didn't seem like she wanted to talk about it. Surprising Sam, LJ jumped to her feet.
"Well, I better be getting out of your guys' hair. Thanks for everything. You boys will be the first ones I call if I ever need help."
"You can't leave, not yet anyway." Sam is shocked that the Hunter is trying to leave so soon. She almost died yesterday and was lucky that Cas healed her.
"Listen, I understand that you are worried about me, but Castiel healed me. I'm all better! Plus, when other Hunters hear that I've been with you two, they'll come after you in search for me."
"And you think we care because...?" Dean walked into the room without a shirt on. LJ jumped and turned around.
"Trust me when I say you both are better off without me." Dean shook his head as he grabbed the female's shoulders forcing her to sit down.
"You're still not alright. You think we didn't see you're friend in the room with you that had her throat sliced? You are in no condition to be out in the real world, not yet anyway. Let us take care of you." The female Hunter looked to Sam who was, of course, in agreement with Dean.
"I also wouldn't mind waking up to a breakfast like that every once in a while." Dean patted her shoulder as he took his seat next to her.
"I just don't want to be a nuisance." Her voice was so quiet, Sam could barely hear her.
"You are not a nuisance." He smiled at her and patted her arm.
"Dean here is the nuisance." He winked, making Dean chuckle in response. "This could turn into something interesting." LJ thought to herself.