Warning Smut! Just a lil tho!

I bounced my knee as I waited for it to be time, we didn't even know what it was. We sat at a little table in the room, "Do you think we will come back from this one?" He gave me a curious look, "Of course. What makes you think not?" I shrugged, "I don't know, things are getting better in my life finally. Now is the time for something to happen." I'm glad Dean at least answered me, but he is avoiding my eyes and doesn't talk unless I say something. Honestly I get it though, once we make it out of here I am getting my feelings straight. I was reading up on Sam's notes and found the first woman to die here. Her  name was Christa, she "committed suicide" and her boyfriend ran off. It says that she was put under alot of stress after she got with her new boyfriend. "Dean, I think I found her." He looked  over and I showed him all the info. "I  think you are right. We will just have  to wait and see. It's 8:23 when we decided to get ready for bed. I slid on a short thin nightgown that was easy to move in, and I had access to the weapons strapped to my body. He called Sam letting him know we were getting ready and to stay on guard.

Dean suddenly looked at me and came over to me, he leaned in close and I felt his breath on my neck.  My breath cought as he whispered, "We gotta keep up the act for whatever it is." I nodded and kissed his cheek, "Goodnight Dean." He smiled, "G'night Babe." We laid down together and laid for what felt like hours. Nothing happened, then Dean nudged me, "Roxanne, go to sleep. I'll keep an eye open." I elbowed his side, "No, you can't stay up all night." "Watch me." I rolled over and faced him, he was laying on the bed facing the ceiling, "Wake me up at..." I checked the time, "11:30. Or sooner when you get tired. 11:30 is the latest!" He nodded and I fell asleep.
He looked over my body, kissing every inch he could find. I moaned as his knee rubbed up against me. I tugged off his pants and could see his hard member from his boxers. I blushed at the sight, he smirked and kissed me passionately. He whispered in my ear, "You are beautiful." I wanted to cry, I've wanted this to happen since the first week of training. His body pressed against mine as we continued to kiss. He pulled away and nibbled on my neck, "Dean- Ah!" He bit down hard making me grab onto him tighter. His hands roamed to my thighs, I instinctly closed them but he wedged them open, "D-
-ean!" I sat up in bed, causing Dean to sit up. "Roxanne? You okay?" I blushed as I remembered the dream, I need to stop reading smut. I literally yelled out his name. This is embarrassing as fuck. "Oh, no. I just had a weird dream. Sorry." He nodded and seemed to space out, thinking about things. "Wake me up when you get tired okay?" He nodded, not looking at me.

I frowned and laid back down, going back to sleep but not as quickly. My weapons and crap were also poking into my side, which may I say hurt like hell. I woke up again but instead I woke up on Dean's chest and his arms wrapped around me. My heart beat quickened as I realized the situation I was in, wait is it morning?! I grabbed a my phone. It's fucking morning! I sat up on his chest and poked him, "Dean..." He didn't budge so this time I punched his shoulder, "Dean!" "What?!" "You didn't wake me up last night!" He sat up, making me almost fall off of him, "What?!" "Dean you fell asleep!" He rubbed his eyes, "Oh god." I looked at the time, 6:23. He was sitting up but got thrown down onto the ground, "Fuck!" I tried to help him get up but I got pinned to the bed. "Dean!"
He was lifted up and thrown against the wall, he yelled and darted his eyes around for the phone that just started ringing.
I looked over and saw Sam's name on the screen.
It kept ringing and ringing.
Then the thing showed itself, a ghost, she was beautiful. She smirked and ran a hand across his cheek, he growled and tried to move away but the force was keeping him there. I tried to get up but couldn't. The woman looked at me with sad eyes, "You are pretty. No wonder he likes you." She started walking to me and she leaned over the bed, staring at me. I wiggled under her stare, "ROXANNE!" "I don't think he would like you very much without your pretty face..."  She fan her blade like nails across my cheek, "Let's test that out shall we?" I tried to get away but it was impossible. I could hear Dean yelling things but I couldn't fully concentrate on them.

One of her nails started digging into my cheek, "AAAAH!" She was going to rip off my face. "Dean!" She seemed to be focusing on me so much that the force feild holding him let go, he pulled his salt gun out and tried to shoot her and she took her finger out of my cheek, pushing him back in the wall. "How about you be a good boy and stay still!" "Christa! I know what happened!" She looked at me, burning holes through me, "What does a pretty girl, that has everything, know about my pain?" She put more porce around my neck, "I know you weren't treated well. Your boyfriend did something to you didn't he?" The force on my neck was unimaginable, I could barely breath. "I WAS HATED! I CAN NEVER GO BACK TO MY OWN HOME! I CANT EVEN COME BACK!" The window started cracking, "Why?! Why did he do that?!" Dean seemed to be struggling against the force, Christa came closer to me. "I was never called anything nice..." She seemed to be crying now.
She looked at me angered, "NOW YOU MUST PAY FOR YOUR HAPPINESS!" I screamed as her fingers dug into my cheek, "LETS HER GO! TAKE ME!" She frowned, she let go of the force on me. Her tears running down her face, "You are loved..." I took the chance and did what came to my mind, I leaned up and whispered in her ear, "You are loved too. You are beautiful." She looked at me and started to fade away. She sunk into the bed, Wich started dampening with her tears. Then she was gone, the invisible force let go of Dean. I rolled off the bed, and crawled over to him. He grabbed my arms and pulled me closer to him, his chest heaving. I was so tired, I watched blood pool off my face.
Sam busted in the door, "Guys!"
I then passed out.