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In the Dark	By : jensencat Category: Supernatural > Crossovers Views: 1622 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Supernatural or The Vampire Diaries. I am making no profit from this story, nor will I ever. The characters of Supernatural and The Vampire Diaries do not belong to me. Only my story and plot belong to me.

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Upon awakening, Dean decided it was time to move on to a new location. He’d been jittery ever since he got back, and he couldn’t stay in one place for long. He did what he could to pack up, although he hadn’t really unpacked in the first place. He stuffed some basic toiletries and other items into his duffel bag and retrieved the knife from beneath his pillow. He turned it over in his hands a few times, appreciating the feel of its weight in his control as he sat on the bed to consider the somewhat ethereal memory of the woman he’d spent the previous night with, trying to pinpoint what it was that made it so hard for him to shake her.

Everything he’d done with Elena was familiar to Dean; he’d done it all countless times with other women. Hell, sex was practically his religion. But this time was different, somehow. It wasn’t that Elena was so much better in the sack than other girls he’d had—plenty of others had more tricks up their sleeves, and it had been a little vanilla for his usual taste anyway—but there was something so deliciously sweet and pure about her. It wasn’t virginity; she was much too confident to be a virgin. There was just something intriguing about her. The way she seemed to be on the same page as him all night.
He suddenly realized he hadn’t lied to her at all. One look into her big doe eyes at the bar and he’d started spouting truth. The way she’d seemed to glow as she laughed, the fleeting uncertainty he’d sensed from her earlier that told him sex with strangers was a new thing for her. Whatever the cause, he got the sense she wasn’t just another hook up. But of course she wasn’t; she was the first girl he’d screwed since escaping from Purgatory.
Elena and Matt didn’t speak as they gathered their few belongings in the small room and prepared to return to Mystic Falls. She hadn’t been able to bring herself to call Bonnie to ask what happened, and of course she couldn’t call Stefan or Damon. If they didn’t pick up…she wouldn’t be able to handle it. So she focused on gathering up the stuff and pulling on her shoes.
“I’ll bring the stuff out to the truck,” Matt volunteered, hoping to earn her forgiveness for his harsh words the night before. It wasn’t necessary; she knew that they had both been on edge, but she wasn’t about to let him know that. As long as he thought she was still mad at him, she had an excuse to avoid his eyes. The real reason that she wouldn’t look at him was that he knew her too well. She felt certain that, with one look, he would see straight through her lies and know exactly what she’d been doing last night. So she was content to let him go on believing that she was hurt by what he’d said about her reluctance to choose a Salvatore. It wasn’t entirely a lie; his words stung a lot. But they weren’t exactly on the forefront of her mind.
“I’ll be right there,” she told him absently, her thoughts returning to Dean. It was awful of her to think about him when she didn’t know whether the vampires she loved were alive, but she couldn’t help it. She was still upset that he’d kicked her out after she said that they were alike, but that was fading, overpowered by thoughts of his husky voice and deep green eyes. She was more angry with herself than anything, for giving into the temptations of a stranger. He’d offered her an escape, a distraction from the drama revolving around the vampires in her life, and she’d gratefully accepted. What was so wrong with that? Why did she feel so guilty?
Instead of going to meet Matt in the truck as she intended to, she somehow ended up at the door of the room she knew Dean was staying in. What was she doing? He’d made it perfectly clear he didn’t want anything to do with her. Even if he did want to see her again, she was going back to Mystic Falls, back to her real life. Her time with Dean had been a night away from reality, a short lived fantasy of a world where she wasn’t surrounded by death. It was time to go home. Just as she turned to leave, the door swung open.
“Elena,” Dean said, clearly surprised to see her.
“Dean,” she struggled to think of a response, an excuse for being there.
“Any particular reason you’re standing in front of the door?” he asked, his hand on the bulky duffel bag over his shoulder.
“I’m sorry we had to end on such a bad note last night,” she said, looking at the ground.
“No, I overreacted,” Dean said, hoping she couldn’t tell he didn’t believe what he was saying. He wanted to spend more time with her, though. Maybe he’d jumped to conclusions about her too quickly, assuming that she only had mundane problems. He should know, human problems could be just as serious as supernatural ones. Demons and spirits and the other creatures he dealt with were simple. They were vicious and dangerous, but they followed specific patterns, and methods. People were just crazy. “I was just about to hit the road, but you can give me your phone number,” he said slowly, smiling and brushing his fingers against her hand and chuckling inwardly when he noticed the slight change in her breathing. “That way, I can make it up to you sometime. What do you say?”
“I should really go,” she said, moving to turn away. “There’s something I can’t put off any longer.”
“Then I should get going, too,” he said, shaking his head and walking past her, making sure to brush up against her shoulder on his way out.
“But I guess it couldn’t hurt to keep in touch,” she stopped him suddenly, and he let a satisfied smile spread over his face for a moment before he turned to face her again. He handed her his phone and watched as she added herself to his contacts list, feeling a bit more like his old self now that he was back to mingling with women. “Well, I should get going,” Elena said, trying to ignore the fingers that brushed against her own for a moment as she handed Dean his phone. Then, after a moment of hesitation, she added, “I had a really good time last night, Dean.” She then scurried away, disappearing around the corner towards Matt’s truck.
She slid into the passenger seat of the already running vehicle, and wordlessly began to drive. Elena yawned and realized how tired she was. She hadn’t gotten much sleep the previous night, due to a certain tall, green eyed escape. She rested her head against the window and was out within seconds.
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