"Thanks babe for the confidence." Rose said softly. She hadn't heard anything from Mollie yet. She just shrugged. "Okay stay here. I'm going to do research. I'll see you later." She gave him a quick kiss and grabbed some of her things. She then left.
Dean kept it gentler for a while before beginning to get rougher. He lifted her up, urging her to put her legs around his waist. He brought her to the bed and laid her down. He slid off his shirt and climbed on top of her.
Sam blinked,"Okay. Well, I'll be here probably reading or whatever." He replied, as Rose gave him a quick kiss and then grabbed stuff and left. The Winchester settled for reading up on the different supernatural creatures, and their profiles.
Mollie wrapped her legs around his waist and giggled as she was set down on the bed. Watching as he removed his shirt, she could see the scars littering his torso and streching up to his neck. Moving forward slightly, she kissed the scar leading up to his neck, before things escalated further. ((Skip))
Rose didn't come back for hours. She was reading up on some things on the library computer. She had an idea who the ghost was now and they just needed to find the bones. She printed some things out and brought them back to the motel room. She placed her things down and grabbed her salt and matches. "I'll be back later." She informed. She had no clue where Mollie was and was somewhat worried. But she needed to end this.
Dean was holding her gently to him. "I wasn't too rough in you, was I?" He asked softly. He had done his best to be gentle with her. He didn't want to ruin things between them.
Sam flinched as Rose came rushing into the room,"W-Wait Rose!" He exclaimed, getting up and following her out of the room,"I'm coming too." He mused,"Whether you agree or not I'm helping. I'm fine."
Mollie shook her head,"No, you were great!" She replied, cuddling close to him,"Wait, what time is it?" She questioned, wearily. The auburn haired female was tired, but she needed to help Rose with the case.
Rose stopped and looked at him. "Sam you need to rest. You shouldn't be coming back into it so quickly. Please just stay here. After what happened with Dean in the car, I know it is affecting you too. You don't need to get hurt." She continued to walk.
Dean blinked and looked at his phone. "It is 8:00 pm, why?" He inquired. His mind wasn't even on the hunt. He was still happy from the sex they just had.
Sam raised an eyebrow,"I got drunk with you last night and it escalated. I've got a hell of a hangover and I'm pretty sure I can take on a ghost. You did this when you were like, nine. I can do this, Rose." He insisted.
Mollie's eyes widened. Cursing, the female pulled away and quickly tugged clean clothes on,"Rose is probably wondering where the hell I am, and the hunt! D@mn, I forgot." She exclaimed, as she pulled her clothes on and tugged her worn converse onto her feet,"I'll be back soon, no biggie. Love you." She spoke fondly, giving him a smile before rushing out of the room and down the hall, to see Rose, and Sam,"Uh, hi! It's a ghost, so let's go and get this over with."
The pace she left at made Dean dumbfounded. "Love you too." He echoed as she left. Rose looked to see Mollie. "See you Mollie is here now. Go back to the room Sam and relax. Please. I don't want you have flashbacks and then get hurt because of it." She begged. She then looked at Mollie. "So you had sex with Dean and ditched him? You should go back to. It isn't polite." She stated. "I can handle this on my own. I know where it is. Both of you go, now." She said in a firm tone then walked out of the motel and to the graveyard.
Sam was defeated,"Fine. If you don't come back in two hour I'm coming to look for you." He spoke, before heading back to his room. What was he supposed to do? The male couldn't do much, but wait around for her to return.
Mollie blushed a dark colour, before seeming shocked,"You're sure? I me-okay, okay I'll go back." She spoke, as Rose's tone of voice became firm. The female turned on her heel and then went back into her motel room,"Sorry for running off like that, turns out she doesn't need me around. She just told me to come back. I wasn't allowed to argue." She mused, giving a shrug as she closed the door and then kicked off her shoes and went back over to Dean, laying down beside him,"I'm not moving."
Rose was glad they both left. She then went and dug up the grave. She burned the bones and covered it back up with dirt. She then went back to the motel room. "See look, I'm back in one piece." She informed. She slid her jacket off and took her shoes off. She let out a sigh. "Sorry, I was rude. But have you been having any flashbacks?"
Dean had gotten up and pulled clothes on. "It's okay. It was a little sudden." He admitted. He had laid back down. He put his arms back around her and pulled her close. "Good, because I don't want you to leave again."
Sam hadn't had a fun time while she'd been gone. He had relapsed and taken a severe panic attack. By the time she returned, he was sitting in the corner of the room, shaking with a speeding heartbeat. His thoughts were racing and he could barely breathe.
Mollie wrapped her arms around him, cuddling up close,"Good, I'm glad. I'm sorry if my running off offended you." She spoke, as she gave the Winchester a smile, planting a little kiss on his cheek.
Rose frowned when she didn't hear a reply. She looked around and spotted him. Her gaze widened and she rushed over to him. "Sammy?" She asked softly. She gently took his hand. "It is okay babe. I'm here." She assured. She knew he had relapsed. She was cursing herself for not letting him come so she would've kept an eye on him.
"It didn't offend me. I can understand. Hopefully the hunt went well and is over. Even though we basically just got here." Dean admitted. He smiled back at her. He kissed her temple in return.
Sam flinched, feeling something touch his hand, looking up, he saw it was Rose that had grabbed his hand. He reached out and grabbed her, as if he never wanted to let go,"Please don't go." He spoke after a moment, trembling. That relapse happened so quickly, just because he thought about what had happened.
Mollie smiled lightly, giving a light laugh,"Well I'm glad. And knowing Rose, it'll be fine."
"I won't I promise. It is alright Sammy. Just focus on me and my voice." Rose said softly. She then reached forward and hugged him. She held him close to her. She felt so bad that this had happened. She should've been there to help stop this and she wasn't. She cursed herself.
Dean nodded. "I love you Mols." He said truthfully with a smile on his face. He rubbed her back gently as he held her close to him.
Sam did as he was told, and soon calmed down,"It happened so fast. I was just thinking about some do the things that happened and then I couldn't breathe." He told her, still shaken up. He'd got his breathing under control by this point, and didn't feel like he was going to die.
Mollie smiled brightly,"I love you too, Winchester." She replied, curling up and cuddling into his side, letting her eyes fall closed.
Rose listened to him talk about it. Worry was still in her. "That is really weird.. just try to keep your mind off of it. I just got you back. I don't want to lose you again." She admitted. She noticed his breathing had evened out. She leaned forward and gently kissed his forehead.
Dean chuckled lightly at that. He stayed awake for a while as he thought about some things. Whenever he felt his mind start to stray towards hell, he just focused on Mollie next to him. He dozed off after a little while.
Sam felt calmer now, more at ease as Rose talked to him. Giving a weak laugh, the male shook his head,"I'm sorry. You're not gonna lose me, I promise." He reassured her, before feeling her lips touch his forehead,"Love you.." He spoke quietly.
Mollie had fallen asleep and was happily in a comfortable, dreamless sleep. She was exhausted.
"I better not. Or I'm going to bring you back and kill you myself." Rose mumbled. She cracked a smile at herself. "Love you too Sammy. Never forget that." She said softly. She just held him close to him. She sat in a somewhat awkward position due to how big of a person he was.
Dean slept until until the middle of the night. That is when nightmares caught up with him. He began to shift in the bed. He was sweating a lot.
Sam chuckled, before shifting so she was sitting more comfortably beside him,"Sorry I'm so tall." He joked in reply, before Rose held him close. The Winchester smiled lightly, before pulling away and bringing himself to his feet, extending a hand to help Rose up,"So, how'd the hunt go?" He questioned her. She did complete it herself after all.
Mollie was gradually awoken by the constant shifting of Dean in his sleep. As she opened her eyes, she saw how the Winchester seemed to be having a nightmare. Frowning, the auburn haired female decided it would be best to wake him. She gently shook him a few times, "Dean?" She questioned.
"You're good giant." Rose joked back. She took his hand and, with his help, stood to her feet. "It went well. It was really easy. All I had to do was dig up the grave and light the b'tch on fire." She informed. "But I'm exhausted. So let's go to bed. If you have any nightmares or anything, wake me up and I'll help you. I promise." She assured. She changed into her pajamas and slid into bed.
Dean didn't wake up when she shook him. He just began to shift more. He was mumbling things underneath his breath. They couldn't be made out. After a little, it looked like he was in severe pain. He was gasping as he tried to catch his breath.
Sam gave Rose a smile,"Well, good to hear it went well. And don't worry about me, okay?" He questioned, before Rose went and got changed into her pajamas. Sam just put on a pair of track bottoms and an oversized shirt before settling beside Rose.
Mollie grew increasingly concerned, and she resorted to practically shoving the male,"Dean." She resisted, really, really trying to get him to wake up.