Dean helped you up from the floor and pressed a kiss to your lips, "Nice one, doll." He teased, running his hand through your blood coated hair. You'd been captured by a few other vampires a week ago, and he'd finally caught up.

The 'nice one' was a slight dig to when you'd been captured in the first place, falling off a roof after swearing you could make it across the gap. Instead you'd fallen quite literally into the arms of a enemy vamp.

"Let's get you some blood bags, I've got some in a cooler in the car, and then you can rest." Benny had introduced him to you during a hunt, and ever since Dean had been fawning over you. Finally you'd started dating.