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Aleksei was taken aback when Isabella stirred from sleep? She'd glanced up at him, her eyes strong, certainty in her gaze, the look made his own heart squeeze not so gently, he'd remembered an instant Maria had shot him that look. As if to say, "I'm here now, everything will work out. I'm sure of it." He was impressed at how quickly she could take charge, again reminding him of Mina. Where was she anyways? Her not being here made him worry, he hadn't sensed her presence anywhere when he had rushed over here with Isabella and Sera in a white Lamborghini Murcielago. She said she would be here helping Dean, why wasn't she? His thoughts were interrupted when Isabella smiled at him beautifully, then shot her wrist up at him for him to bite, at that, he turned his face away instinctively, his hand taking her offered wrist and he smiled ironically, his heart picking up speed. Did she forget he was a pureblood? One bite, even if on a wrist would turn her into what Selene was now. Though he couldn't help but feel the slightest tug of temptation to indeed bite her. The vampire resisted though and with a grim look flooding his features he drew a small thin line across her delicate flesh, her crimson blood beading at the slit that wasn't deep, but enough for her to continue what she'd been starting. His eyes flared rosy and he could feel his fangs growing longer, had he not gotten blood from Mina he didn't know if he'd be able to keep such tight control over himself, keeping his gaze averted from her delicious smelling life blood he released her wrist.

She latched her lips into the cut on her wrist, collected some into her mouth and moved in to kiss Dean, her blood flowing freely into his. Aleksei sunk back on his heels, waiting, all the while, keeping his mind off the scent by taking a few pieces of her hair into his fingers, bringing the silken wavy strands to his nose, basking in this aroma, as though smelling a rose. She was, and he focused on this, closing his eyes he tried to relax. It would all be over soon.

Something warm, and of the strangest taste, blood, he recognized pooled into the back of Dean's throat, swallowing it to prevent choking, something happened. Light, so bright, brighter perhaps than the sun itself illuminated, then a heat so intense filled his insides like fire. What the hell? His eyes snapped open and the blue of his irises burned away to gold, deep molten lava-ish gold. Only for a second before they filled with ocean blue again and they closed, a low groan escaped his lips and he rolled away when Isabella separated from him, her voice rang in his ears, "Dean... Please, don't die on me..." she whispered, her voice shaky and sad. "I...I..."

She turned back to face Aleksei, whose eyes opened, returning to their natural deep wine color and he accepted her with open arms. "You did well Isabella, he won't die, right Dean, it takes more than that to kill you." Aleksei held on to Isabella, he almost felt like cuddling her closer, but he held her simply, she was in pain, and he only wanted to comfort her and nothing more. He could feel Selene settle a comforting hand on his shoulder and he gave her an acknowledging nod. AS if to say I know she'll be fine.

Dean pushed himself off the floor and sat up, the burning sensation spread out in his veins, his heart pumping it all over, whatever that was, it seemed to fix him. That didn't mean it was comfortable, he'd felt everything, every shift of muscle forming, regrowing, organs repairing itself, fractured ribs snapping back into place, his own blood pressure hiking up, awakening his senses on hyper drive, his skin was hot to the touch as if he was having a high fever. He glanced over at the pureblood who cradled Isabella in his arms as though she were an infant. He frowned, what was she doing here? Then he glanced down, inspecting himself, he was sure he had a giant hole there where his stomach was, he pressed his hand against the now fully healed perfectly sculpted torso and felt his own touch, along with a blood soaked jacket. He glanced up to see Vera, and he sighed looking a bit spent.

he gasped, "Tell me you bought water with you..."

"Sera." Aleksei said, that was all that was needed for the vampire servant to react, she tossed a bottle to the hunter who caught it, opened it, and guzzled it down, all of it.

"Dean you idiot I'm so happy you're not dead!" Vera cheered, launching herself at him in a hug that sent them both falling back onto the floor. She kissed his cheek and squeezed him so tightly he couldn't breathe. He tried to pull her off but she would not budge. She clung to him like static cling.

"V-Vera...Can't...Breathe...Get...OFF!" he gasped, struggling in her killer embrace.

She quickly detached herself from him when she realized he was passing out.

"My bad. Jeez, you're hot." she looked at him, concern evident on her features, and she pressed a hand on his forehead feeling the heat of his sweaty skin.

"You're not that bad either." he said a bit dazed, then he remembered Isabella and turned his attention to Aleksei and the girl in his arms. "What happened to her?"

Aleksei's sharp features only intensified, he glared at the hunter none too pleased, "You happened Salvatore, because of your recklessness she nearly died."

Dean frowned, confusion in his clear eyes, he took a deep breath and lowered his eyes to Isabella, her skin dewy, as though she were in a sauna room with him, it sure felt that way, what was going on?

"I think you too are linked, even beyond what I imagined, I don't know whether to be appalled or awed, but that also means you have to be more careful, whatever happens to you, happens to her."

Dean's jaw tightened as he realized what this meant, gripping the jacket, he stood and approached the pureblood who appeared to not want the hunter anywhere near Isabella, but then he reluctantly allowed the hunter to kneel before his queen, gently touch her hair, her forehead, his countenance sorrowful.

"She felt it too, how is that possible?" the hunter couldn't deny it, the proof was there, she also felt warm in his touch, and there was a ghost of pain in her brows, "I'm sorry Isabella, I... did this..."

Veratos sunk behind him, resting her arm on his shoulder, a smile touching her lips, "Aww Dean don't get all pouty now, there was no way you'd ever known you were bonded to her. Must be some kind of Witchy woo-woo spell put on you both, how convenient huh? Place such a tricky thing like that on our team's most valuable player. I know I'd be pissed."

Someone was back to her old self.

"I will find a way to undo this, I can't risk dying and taking her with me, I just can't." Dean said, feeling the intensity of the heat lower to a warmth, as if he were standing close to a fireplace. It felt very good and tingly, only heightening at being so close to Isabella, he felt it like a spark when his fingers brushed her skin. "She should rest, Aleksei I think it's best if she stays with you." he was saying as he stood, Vera rose behind him, taking her jacket and flipping it over her back, she placed a hand on her hip and she glanced at Selene, winking at her in an invite to follow.

"She doesn't listen to me, I think you can reach her in ways that I can't."

Aleksei gripped the girl, "You better not let yourself get any more serious injuries boy or you'll be hearing from me."

"Yeah, yeah I get it, don't need to shuv it down my throat." the hunter said annoyed, he still didn't like the pureblood but what were his options? He gestured with a hand for all three of his companions to follow him out, Selene, Michael (if he felt like it), and of course, Veratos.

"Where are you going?" Aleksei asked, curious.

"To find me a witch, won't be easy but I got my sources. Later." Dean was saying as he walked out of the gym.