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Okay, this goes back to when Dean met Allison for all of you who read my Braden fic.....
How I Met Your Mother
“It was just your dad, Sam was looking elsewhere. I was in an old garage when Dean came in machete in hand. He knew I was trapped as the sun was shining quite brightly that day and it would’ve been quite painful for me to leave. I tried to explain that I was now living the good life but your dad wasn’t buying it. He had seen my coven’s path of destruction and there was no way I was going to talk my way out of it.”
“So what happened?”
“Your mother happened, she came in having no idea what was going on. She tried to talk your dad out of killing me but he was adamant. It wasn’t until she stood between me and Dean did he back down. I think it was her big brown eyes and dazzling smile. Anyway he was smitten and they began dating shortly after,” Joey finished.
Dean sighed relieved that Joey had left out that Dean had pushed Allison to the ground still bent on killing the vampire. New lifestyle or not he was not at all comfortable leaving her alive. He had felt badly about shoving the woman down but how could she protect a vampire? It was as he was pondering this question he realized that he had stared at her for too long and she had recovered and fought back by grabbing him in a place where a man just doesn’t want to be roughed up. He bowed to her death grip and said he would back off. When she relaxed he once again took the upper hand gaining control of her and holding the machete to Joey’s throat. But there was just something about this woman who he learned was named Allison that just reduced him to jello. This had never happened to him before and he had no idea what it meant.
How I Met Your Mother
Dean was breathing heavily as he slammed the door and on escape route out. The vampire he had been chasing for the last two days was cornered and it was about time. He was on this job alone as Sam was back at school whittling away on his degree a bit at a time. Dean had felt as if he had been running in circles and now finally there was an end to this madness.
“Look I’ve told you I’m a good soldier now, vegetarian, human blood free,” the vampire argued. “My friend can verify it for me.”
“Sure right before she chews me up and spits me out, sorry but I’ll pass on the confirmation,” Dean said as he moved in for the kill.
“Wait,” a voice screamed out as a flash of bright sunlight poured into the space.
“Tell him Allison tell him I don’t hurt anybody,” the vampire begged.
“She’s telling the truth, she has been staying away from temptation and not spilling any human blood. Believe me if I thought she was a threat I certainly wouldn’t allow her in my hometown or near my family,” Allison stated.
“Okay and I should believe you why?” Dean asked.
“Because it’s the truth,” she answered.
“Oh of course how silly of me; sorry sister but the vamp has to go,” Dean said moving towards the creature.
But as Dean was ready to strike something hit him in the back of the head. “What the hell?” he asked swaying on his feet for a moment.
“I said lay off,” Allison demanded.
Dean took exception to the attack and in one swift move grabbed the board from her hands and shoved her down to the floor. He then renewed his assault but soon found a petite hand that had his manly parts in a vice grip. “Hey,” he yelled out.
“Leave her alone,” Allison stated.
“Let go, let go,” Dean begged.
“Not until I feel as if my friend is out of danger. Toss the machete over there,” she directed.
Dean hating himself for underestimating the situation and in the desire to maybe one day have the ability to father children slung the large implement across the room.
Allison released her grip and Dean blew out a mouth full of air. “I think you broke ‘em,” he said with tears in his eyes.
“Yeah well I tried to ask nicely, but you had to do it the hard way.”
As Dean was recovering Allison went and checked on Joey. Dean looked at this worthy opponent with admiration. He guessed she stood at 5’ 5” and had a petite frame, and her long dark hair flowed like he had never seen. Her dark eyes were full of life and her attitude was kick ass, just the kind of girl Dean could fall in the love with.
“You okay?” she finally asked as Dean continued to recuperate.
“Still in a lot of pain,” he grimaced.
“Do you have kids?” Joey asked.
“No,” Dean grunted.
“Pity, you may never have the chance,” she said.
“Maybe you should get some ice or a bag of frozen peas,” Alison suggested beginning to feel remorseful.
“Sure,” Dean squeaked as he stood up. “I think I’m going to die,” he said dramatically.
“Oh please, come on you can come to my house I’m sure my dad can mix you something up to ease your pain,” Allison said as she helped up the handsome hunter.
Dean declined a ride not willing to leave the Impala behind as he gingerly settled himself behind the wheel. Each bump caused a wave of pain and he certainly hoped that this mystery girl’s father could be of some assistance.
They pulled up to a small but tidy home on a large lot complete with a pond and mature trees. Dean carefully slid out of the car and then questioned himself as to why he was trusting this woman who not only put the squeeze of death on him but intervened on behalf of a vampire. The vampire who was now making her way to the front door with a blanket draped over her head. He could be walking right into some kind of lions den, but there was just something about this woman that made him want to spend any moment he could with her.
They entered the front door and Dean hung back as a woman came out from the kitchen carrying a mug of coffee. “Allie dear what brings you home?”
“Hey mom,” Allison said leaning over and offering her mother a kiss. “Joey ran into a bit of trouble and is going to spend the rest of the day in the basement.”
“Oh, okay just warn your father. How are you Joey?”
“Fine Mrs. Clearwater,” the blanket answered.
Joey moved away from the windows and pulled the covering off and found the basement door and disappeared down below.
“And who is this young man?”
“A hunter who tried to kill Joey,” Allison explained.
“Well you know this would happen,” the woman stated. “And do you have a name sweetie?”
“Um yeah, Dean, Dean Winchester.”
“And you hunt alone?”
“Usually my brother is with me but he had other things to attend to and I didn’t foresee this being so complicated,” he said shooting a look at Alison.
“That’s my girl. I’m Grace and my husband Ben is out back. Come on in while I get you something to eat,” she said smiling.
Meanwhile Allison had visited the kitchen and came back with a bag of frozen blueberries and tossed them to Dean.
“Do I want to know?” Grace asked.
“Probably not,” Allison said.
“Why don’t you come help me in the kitchen and let Dean relax a little in private.”
Dean gently placed the frigid bag of fruit in his special place and put his head back and closed his eyes.
In the kitchen Allison explained exactly what had happened.
“Well he is a cutie, but that is not the way I would recommend to meet a guy,” Grace was saying.
“He is pretty good looking isn’t he,” Allison agreed. “Well I had to protect Joey.”
“Yeah well she can take care of herself you don’t need to be putting yourself in danger. I don’t like what she brings with her. I mean don’t get me wrong she was a lovely girl, but the whole vampire thing throws a wrench in the works.”
“But she isn’t hurting people anymore and I’m not going to abandon her when she needs a friend the most. And I will do what I have to in order to protect her.”
“You are so strong willed one day I hope you have a child just as stubborn as you,” Grace said slicing the sandwich in two. “Come to think of it you and Dean would have beautiful children that’s if you didn’t damage his reproductive organs.”
“He’ll be fine he’s just trying to make me feel bad.”
When the women took the food into the front room they discovered Ben had wandered in and introduced himself and the two men were discussing tribal laws.
“Well it looks like lunch is here. I think I’m going to mix you up a bit of an herbal remedy to ease what ails ya,” Ben said getting up.
Dean remained feeling a bit awkward as Grace continually smiled at him and Allison fidgeted in her chair. Finally feeling for the boy Ben called him into the kitchen.
“This ought to help you a bit,” he said offering a hot cup of something that smelled horrible. “Don’t worry it tastes better than it smells, but you might want to hold your nose anyway.”
Dean did as he was told and gulped the warm drink feeling the heat twist its way downward. “Not too bad, but what did I just drink?”
“We believe that we get much of our strength from the earth, we give back and protect her she will in turn provide for our needs. The herbs in this drink will give you a pain free night,” Ben said smiling.
“Well I’m game,” Dean chuckled.
“How long have you hunted?” Ben asked.
Dean was surprised by the question and remained mute for a long minute. Ben allowed the silence to sit as it wasn’t their way to fill a void with constant chatter.
“Since, well since forever, my dad started me out pretty young.”
“Then your tragedy must have been great for that to happen.”
“Yes it was.”
“For that I am sorry. Our entrance has been recent, we keep open minds but I must say that this took even us by surprise. Joey gone for so long and then back, we didn’t understand. It took Allie forever to make us aware.”
“And you’re okay with it?” Dean asked.
“Not really, but as you have already experienced Allison is shall we say headstrong. We were going to understand and accept or risk losing her. Joey abides by our rules and we try to keep everybody close and out of the way of guys like you.”
“Yeah vampires don’t sit well with guys like us, gals either,” Dean agreed.
“Nothing is black and white and once you believe it is you will forever lock the cage of humanity. The world was never meant to make sense yet man never ceases to try and make a nice and neat little compartmentalized contraption out of it; that only serves to drive one mad.”
“You do have a point,” Dean nodded.
With much persuasion Dean was convinced to stay and allow the Clearwater’s to make up for Dean’s inconvenience. That night as he snuggled into the couch he dreamed of nothing but the dark haired beauty with the death grip.
Dean woke up with a start as the morning sun came blazing in the window. He got up and looked around finding nobody he crept into the kitchen to find a note on the table.
Dean there is a fresh towel in the bathroom and pancakes in the fridge, help yourself.
Dean guessed that fine script was from Grace. He set the note down and made his way to the bathroom where he found his duffle bag that had been in the passenger seat of the Impala there waiting for him. He showered, shaved and put on a fresh set of clothes before he found his way to the pancakes and coffee in the kitchen.
He was finding himself very comfortable with this family despite the somewhat awkward beginnings of the relationship. He had no idea what his next move should be, he certainly did not want to overstay his welcome and there was nothing keeping him here, but yet he had no overwhelming desire to leave. As he was thinking about the spot he was in Ben came inside with a set of very sharp hunting knives.
“Hey there Dean did you sleep okay?” Ben asked cheerfully.
Dean eyed the knives and his heart began to pump a bit harder. “Yes sir just fine.”
“Feel any better?”
Dean thought a moment and realized his discomfort was all but gone. “I do, I feel much better. What was in that potion?”
“Ah ancient Indian secret,” Ben teased sounding like the very ancient Calgon commercials that Dean barely remembered.
“Well whatever it was I love it. Thank you so much for your hospitality, you’ve been very gracious.”
“Yeah well we’re used to it; Allison requires some cleaning up after sometimes.”
“Does she still live here with you guys?” Dean dared to ask.
“Yeah for now, she’s been in and out. Went off to college, decided she wasn’t ready, backpacked across the U.S. and Canada with some buddies, went back to school then the whole Joey coming back as a vampire reared its head and took most of her attention that girl is nothing but fiercely loyal. She is interning at a local school, she wants to become a music teacher. She is an amazing musician and wants to spread her love.”
“That sounds great,” Dean smiled. “I know a bit about cars, my dad was a mechanic before he began to hunt but hunting is my non-paying career and that’s what I’ve been doing forever.”
“There’s a guy not far from here that’s a great mechanic, I take my cars to him,” Ben said smiling.
“Do you mind if I take a walk?” Dean asked changing the subject.
“Not at all, there are some beautiful woods across the street that will always cure what ails you, but don’t go too deep it’s easy to get lost,” Ben advised.
After a week Dean decided he had to be on his way, he couldn’t justify hanging around any longer despite feeling quite at home with the Clearwater’s.
“You’re leaving?” Allison asked.
“Yep can’t stay here forever,” Dean said trying not to become entrapped by those big dark eyes.
“Well I was thinking we could maybe go to the movies or something tonight, let me make-up for what happened, make sure everything still works,” Allison winked.
Dean nearly choked on his tongue. “I suppose I could stay one more night,” he blabbered.
Dean stayed much longer than one night and the rest as they say is history.
The End
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Parental Stress, How I Met Your Mother
. That was awesome! 
