This is the end of this Journey. Thank you for those who came along. I hope you'd enjoy a small sneak peek of the next story.

Chapter 15

Christina stood in the doorway watching as Lark scanned her room making sure she had everything. "Are you sure you don't want to come with us?" Lark asked with a smile. "I mean you did fix my car. You don't need to stay."

"There's still a few things that I want to fiddle with to make your car run smoother." Christina said stepping to the side allowing Lark to leave. "Besides, it's not like I'm big on doing what Dean tells me to do." Lark nodded knowingly. "Don't worry, if something were to happen here, not saying there will be, you'll be the first to know."

"You better." Lark chuckled. They both looked down at Lark's booted ankle and at the steps. "Why did I come up to my room again?"

"You wanted to make sure you didn't miss anything." Christina smiled and leaned in closer to Lark's ear. "And prolong the suspense of being alone with Dean."

Lark's cheeks turned red with embarrassment until Devin, not completely recovered from the ordeal, showed up walking up the stairs. "We have an elevator if you want to use it."

He looked ashamed he didn't suggest it earlier. "Sorry I didn't suggest it earlier."

"Where?" Lark asked trying not to be mad at Devin.

"Behind that door." Devin pointed to two French doors and pulled them open showing the steel closed doors of an elevator. "We don't suggest it unless we have visitors that need them. If we can we try and get them rooms on the bottom floor."

"Well, I do appreciate the fact you have an elevator." Lark said pressing the button and hearing the whirl of machines turning on. With a soft ding the doors slid opened revealing a comfortable elevator box with two small dining chairs in the corners. Lark instantly sat down in one of them while Christina stepped in and pressed the 1 button. Devin remained on the second floor as the doors closed.

"So what do you need to do here at the Bed and Breakfast?" Lark asked as they slowly made their way down.

"Got to make sure that nothing was left of the creature so if guests were to arrive they won't ask questions. Got to finish working on your car and help get the B&B back on its feet before I leave."

"What are you saying has happened?"

"That a bear got loose and reeked havoc here. Sadly, one couple was killed by it and the bear had to be killed because of that."

"Nice." Lark said with a slow nod.

"Thank you." Christina said and helped Lark back up to her feet as the doors opened with Devin standing just outside keeping the two large French doors opened for them.

"Thank you, Devin." Both girls said shooting smiles and walked towards the front doors.


"You sure about this Dean?" Sam asked as he dropped Lark's bags into the trunk of the Impala. "You're okay with us staying for a few days?"

"Yeah, as long as you're here to watch out for her, she should be safe." Dean said putting his bag in too. "Just make her behave."

"Like that's going to happen." Sam laughed. "You know our sister, right?"

"Well do the best you can." he said as he looked toward the door and watched Lark and Christina come out the front door. Lark was using her crutches and made her way down the ramp at the side of the steps and over to the brothers.

"Thanks for the help Sam." she said giving him a hug while trying to hold onto her crutches.

"Anytime, we're just a phone call away." Sam told her hugging her and helping her balance on one leg. "Here, let me help with those." he said taking her crutches to put in the back and opening the door so she could sit down in the passenger seat. "Take care and hope the ankle gets better."

"I will and thanks. Bye Christy, keep in touch." she called to her. They had said their good-byes earlier and agreed do better at staying in touch. It was nice to have another female to talk with sometimes.

"You know it girl." Christina nodded, arching her eyebrows at her sending the message she wanted details later. Lark gave her a frown and slight shake of her head that neither brother saw.

"You stay out of trouble and no ditching Sammy, you hear me?" Dean instructed Christina pulling her into a hug.

"Spoil sport." Christina fussed punching him lightly in the arm. "You're the one who needs to behave." she smirked looking toward the car at Lark and back to her brother smiling at him.

"Screw you sis." he growled quietly at her.

"Love you too, Dean." Christina patted her brother's back before stepping away from the Impala.

Dean dropped into the driver's seat and threw a wave before cranking his Baby and pulling away. Lark waved to the two hunter siblings as they grew smaller. She looked sideways at Dean trying to act normal while her mind was in turmoil as she tried to sort out what happened between them. She could still feel his moist lips on her own and the way her body fit into his. Lark looked out the window trying to control her fast beating heart and the warmth that was spread up her body. Being this near to him was making her flustered and hard to think straight. She didn't know that Dean was struggling with his own emotions as he tried to figure Lark out. He wondered if he misread the signals she was sending out and was trying to figure a way to talk to her. This was new to him since most women threw themselves at him and he could usually have any he wanted. With Lark it was different. He wanted to go slow and not scare her off because he could sense she was conflicted about what happened and because his feelings for her were different than for all the other women he had been with. He was wondering if he had met his match with her.


Lark was pulled out of her thoughts when the motion of the Impala changed. She sat up more and saw Dean was pulling off the interstate and looked toward him. Before she could ask Dean spoke.

"Though we'd stop early today." Dean told her. "I'll fill up and we can grab an early dinner and then get a motel room for the night."

Lark didn't say anything as what he said sunk in and it didn't get by her that he said a room, not rooms. She wasn't sure if she should correct him and demand a room of her own or let it slide. If she was really honest with herself, Lark wanted to share a room with Dean.

"You okay with that?" Dean asked looking to Lark when she didn't answer. "Earth to Lark, where'd you go?" Dean asked when she blinked quickly and focused on him.

"What?" she asked knowing she had missed something.

"Are you okay with stopping early?" Dean repeated wondering what she was thinking.

"That's fine." she answered, hoping she wasn't blushing.


Lark watch Dean come out of the motel office and make his way back around the car to the driver's side. He got in and started the car to move it around to the room. He had lucked out and was able to get a corner room near the exit. Once he parked, Lark opened her door and maneuvered herself out standing on one foot until Dean could get her crutches.

"Let me get our bags and the door." Dean told Lark after retrieving her crutches for her. He got their bags and opened the door so Lark could hobble into the room and stepped in closing the door behind him. "Wait." he ordered putting his arm out to stop Lark from going on into the room. Dean stepped toward the middle of the room and scoped it out and checked the bathroom before nodding to her it was okay. He sat the bags on one of the queen beds in the room and watched Lark plop down on the other letting out a sigh. He stilled himself deciding now was as good at time as any to get all this out in the open.

"Can we talk?" he asked quietly sitting down on the bed beside her.

"Umm...Sure I guess..." Lark said looking to his face, but zeroed in on his lips that Dean licked once before capturing the lower one with his teeth. He had no idea how hot that was and she had to pull herself back to the present as he started to talk.

"We need to talk about what happened this morning." Dean started looking away for a moment before his eyes were drawn back to her gentle face. "I wanted to apologize for my actions...I overstepped my..."

"Stop!" Lark said softly as she laid a hand on his arm. "There's no need for an apology. You did nothing wrong Dean. You didn't force me or anything. In fact I kind of liked it..." she whispered looking down because she was embarrassed with finally admitting her feelings for him until Dean used a finger to tilt her head back up to look at him.

"And if I wanted to do it again?" he asked in a husky voice waiting for her to give permission.

"I probably wouldn't stop you." she barely got out as she let her face slowly move closer to Dean.

He watched her for a second before leaning toward her too and kissing her cautiously at first but when he felt her responding became more passionate. He ran his tongue over her parted lips, asking for entry and let his tongue play with hers for a moment tasting the sweetness of the soda she had drunk earlier. Lark turned her body to his and slipped her hands around his neck, letting one play through his hair. He quickly pulled her into his lap where they were facing each other and broke off the kiss, breathing heavily as he looked into her sultry eyes asking if she wanted this to continue. Lark kissed him this time as she worked at unbuttoning his shirt and pushing it off his shoulders. Dean broke the kiss to jerk his tee shirt over his head and pulled Lark's shirt over hers and tossing it aside. He ran his hands down her back as he pulled her down on top of him and reclaimed her lips. He moaned deep in the back of his throat as Lark ran her finger nails gently down his sides, tickling his ribs.

"Crap! Ow! Ow!" Lark hissed when she got her bad foot twisted the wrong way sending pain shooting up her leg.

"What, did I hurt you?" Dean asked stopping what he was doing.

"My ankle, I think we need to reposition if this is going any further." she told him.

"Do you want it to go any further?" he asked gently.

"Look, don't get the wrong impression here. I don't hop into bed with just anyone, that's not my style." she told him. "Actually it's been a while since I was even interested...You know, like the right guy wasn't out there for me..."

"Hey, no need explaining." he said pressing a finger to her lips to silence her. "You never gave me that impression. I think you know I like you a lot but I'd never do anything you don't want. If you don't feel comfortable doing this, we won't..."

"My turn..." Lark said pressing her finger to his lips to stop him from talking. "I never said I wanted to stop. I just don't want it to be awkward between us if we do."

"Lark, that won't happen. You're in control here and we'll do or not do whatever you want. And if you want to see where this might go, I'm fine with that too. If not, we can enjoy what we have right now and no hard feelings when we go our separate ways."

"I think I'd like that." she said shyly. "Just have patience with me Dee, I want to enjoy every second of this. How 'bout we try it with me on the bottom?" she asked slipping off his chest to the bed, lying on her back to look up at him waiting for him to make the next move. "I just need to get my foot comfortable." she said as Dean turned to her rising up on one elbow to gaze down her perfect body.

"I just tell me what you need." he told her letting a finger trace a line down between her breasts to her belly button and to the elastic of her shorts making her moan and her body shiver in delight.

"You..." Lark said pulling him on top of her and finding his lips again and kissing him hard and wanting. She ran her hands down his back as Dean took his weight on his elbows hovering above her letting her take the lead. He kissed her passionately and moved to nip her neck and run his tongue down her jaw line, smiling as she shivered and moaned under him. "Take the rest off." she growled out reaching for the snap of his jeans and fumbling with the zipper. Dean chuckled at her and finished the job tossing his jeans aside. He slipped his fingers into the waistband of her shorts and pulled them down over her hips, kissing her stomach as he worked them lower. Dean paused long enough to carefully work them over her booted foot, before sliding up her body feeling her hot skin against his. He nuzzled her neck as she arched her head backwards for better access and moved back to her damp lips claiming them as his own.


Dean lay on the bed with Lark tucked tightly into his side and her bad foot resting on his leg. He brushed her hair from her face and kissed her head as she hummed to him satisfied and content. He had to admit it was amazing, even with her injured. He just wondered what it would be like when she was fully healed. They had taken each other over the moon and back and he had never felt more appeased. She was a woman of mystery and intrigue and full of surprises. He reached down and pulled a blanket over their naked bodies not wanting to break skin to skin contact with her. Lark wiggled slightly and kissed the side of his neck before sighing and letting her body relax into his. Dean smiled and closed his eyes not wanting this moment to end.


The bed and breakfast was quiet when Sam walked towards his sister's room and gently knocked.

"Come in." Christina said and Sam entered the room.

Christina was reading a book and placed a bookmark inside between the pages before looking up at Sam.

"Just came to see how you're doing." Sam asked admiring her room. "What book you reading?"

"I'm doing fine." Christina said straightening in her bed allowing her brother to sit on the edge. "Just been reading an old history book I found in the attic while I was trying to search for clues."

"Anything interesting?" Sam asked.

"Actually yes there is. Apparently the creature we killed was a hybrid. Half human know what." Sam looked curious but allowed his sister to continue. "According to this book, there was a daughter of the chief that had been impregnated by the creature's father. Because it was such a bad omen the chief reluctantly forced the daughter to be shunned by the tribe until after the child was born. The mother of the daughter kept close watch on her daughter's well being trying to show support even when the chief did not."

"So what happened next?"

"I was getting to that point." Christina said rolling her eyes but smiling at her brother's attention. "The creature we destroyed was born during a full lunar eclipse and it killed its mother and grandmother right after being born. The only way they knew that was an old medicine woman witnessed the entire scenario before the creature basically ripped out the woman's eyes."

"So they locked the creature into the cave?"

Christina nodded. "Since they didn't know it would survive on the fear they thought if they locked the infant inside it would just starve to death. But it didn't. So when it was finally released twenty-two years ago it was quite the shock to see what had changed. From my guess it remembered what life was like before Bridger Healing bought this land."

"Lark mentioned it was in pain when it attacked you two. Does it say anything on that?"

"My guess, it didn't know how to handle the sunlight." Christina shrugged. "I mean, it spent years inside a dark cave and when it was released it wasn't ready for the brightness. It probably didn't know who or what it was."

"Are you going to tell Devin any of this?" Sam asked and Christina shook her head no. "Why not?"

"Because you've seen how this event has affected him. If I were to tell him this it would be a one way ticket to the nut farm for him. I wouldn't be able to live with myself. So that being said I want to stay just a couple more days to fix Lark's car, and to make sure Devin is alright before I leave on Sunday."

"You know Dean's not gonna like us staying here any longer then we need to." Sam stated and Christina shrugged.

"Sam, I just want to spend some time alone. That's one of the reasons I got this place in the first place. I want to return to the simpler ways of life. You know, decompress and meditate for a few days before going back to hunting. I want to try and gather my thoughts and focus on what I need in my life."

"That sounds like a good idea. Unless there's something else that's making you stay behind." he asked arching his eyebrows.

"Even if there was, I would never tell you." Christina smirked leaning back and placing her hands behind her head. "Goodnight Sammy."

Sam nodded, smiling at Christina and walked to the door. "Night, sis."

As the door closed, and after sending a quick text to Lark of what she found, Christina pulled out the notebook she had borrowed from Robbie and began to flip through the pages. She admired the talent of the forms on the pages since they seemed to leap out at her. She continued to flip through the pages until she saw a quick sketch on a spare piece of paper of her and Lark sitting with the shadowed form of a storm behind them. She knew if Lark had known this she will be blushing as well as hers were at the moment. She needed to give this back to him as she began to write a small note on the spare page of the notebook. She placed the notebook on her nightstand and turned off her bedside lamp trying hard not to focus on the feelings she was beginning to have for Devin Healing and Robbie Skylark.


Sneak Peek of The Soul Eater

"You have a lot of nerve to run off like that." Dean said once the line was picked up.

"Dean I really don't have time for this. I need sleep so I'm going to spend the night with Lark. Unless you don't think that's safe as we're two defenseless women."

"You know I'm sick of your attitude and ungratefulness. I've sacrificed a lot for you, and this is the thanks I get?"

"Dean I never wanted you to do those things." Christina said too focused on the conversation that she didn't see a black vehicle stopping and backing up at a green light. "I just want you to know I'm able to take care of myself. I do appreciate the help you've given me."

"But you don't want me to continue?" Dean asked his voice hard.

"No. I'd wish you'd stop. Please stop before I get smothered to death."

"Alright." Dean growled. "If you get into trouble call someone else. I'm no longer going to help you out."

"Fine by..."

The light had turned green and Christina was alone crossing the intersection when the car she failed to notice ran into her at high speed knocking her phone out of her hand and down on the floor board. Christina's head contacted with the side window hard enough to daze her and make her see double. She tried to focus on the black vehicle that was parked on the street its lights shining in her dimming eyes. The only thing she saw was the word Olds, and 47C.

"Christy? Christy answer me!" Dean muffled yelled when he heard what sounded like a car crash.

"" Her voice was weak hoping it was loud enough for him to hear her.

"Christy are you you need help?!"

"Black...olds...4...7...Charlie... " Christina repeated voice weaker and felt her eyes close shut as blackness clouded her mind.