myguys_sam_dean (myguys_sam_dean) wrote in 25prompts, @ 2007-10-19 01:02:00 |
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Dean's Idea of Romance Part 15
Title: Dean's Idea of Romance Part 15
Author: myguys_sam_dean
Rating: R
Characters: Dean, Sam, bobby
Disclaimer: I don't own 'em, I just play with 'em.
Feedback: Absolutely!
Summary: Written for 25 prompts mood-sympathetic. Dean is still learning about long-term romance and Sam is helping him.
Kylee settled onto the bed beside Dean. "So tell me more about what happened after the fire," her voice was quiet. "I want to hear your story and maybe the hunting will just fall into place."
"Okay," Dean shifted so he could face Kylee and shut off the television.
"I'm going to have lots of questions," she warned him.
"Ask away," he gave her a kiss. "You've come as far as to accept me in all this," he motioned to his bandages. "I am not hiding anything from you."
Kylee nodded and then cleared her throat. "But if you kiss me again, I might get sidetracked." She blushed a little. "So why don't you tell me about you, and then we can go back to kissing?"
"Wow. That's a great reward. And you picked a topic I happen to know plenty about," Dean smiled. Kylee settled in comfortably beside Dean.
"We were a normal family until Sammy turned six months old. That was the night our whole world changed. My mom went to check on Sammy in the nursery. She saw a form standing by his crib and thought it was my dad. She went downstairs and saw that my dad had fallen asleep in front of the television. She screamed and ran back upstairs to the nursery. Dad woke up to her screams and ran upstairs.
By the time he got there, she was pinned to the ceiling with her abdomen bleeding. He grabbed Sammy from the crib, handed him to me, and told me to take him outside. The nursery was starting on fire. I ran outside and Dad scooped both of us up as he ran to the street."
Kylee laid her hand on Dean's cheek. "That's when the whole Demon thing started, and your mom's death is what pushed him to becoming a hunter. And, he had to protect you boys."
"We started living on the road after that. We slept in the Impala many times. We stayed at motels, or Dad's friends, like Pastor Jim, Bobby, or other hunters. When we got to be school age, Dad would rent an apartment for us so we could go to school, but we rarely finished the school year at the same place we'd started."
"That's so sad," Kyle's voice was soft.
"Sad?" Dean looked at her and smiled, "It wasn't sad, it was what we were used to. We were always moving. When Dad left on hunts, Sammy and I always had each other. We had adventures that no one else could dream of. We learned hunting skills and Latin besides school. Dad had us doing physical training and eventually we learned combat moves that we practiced on each other. My dad wasn't an easy man to please, so we had to work hard. Now I know that he pushed us because he loved us and wanted us to be safe. He knew what evil lurked in the darkness, and he feared that the demon that killed our mom might come back for us."
"Is that demon still out there?"
"No, no." Dean paused. "He's back in hell where he needs to be. But, there are plenty of other demons who might not be as powerful out there. I don't want to get into demons, creatures and spirits tonight. Do I still get that kiss you promised?" His eyes had a sparkle to them.
A smile spread across Kylee's face. "Thanks for telling me." She lowered her lips to Dean's and kissed him, slowly and deeply.
Dean was distracted from the pain in his shoulder. Kylee's feeling for Dean weren't different because she'd found out about hunting. She found that she longed for him even more because of what he'd shared with her. Dean was a little surprised by Kylee's forwardness, but decided that he liked it.
Kylee broke the kiss, and Dean said in an almost-whine, "Come back."
"I'm just shutting off the lights and locking the door," she reassured him. "Does Sam need anything? I could put it in Bobby's room."
"His duffel is the brown one," Dean was liking where this was going. "Can you put his computer in there, too?"
"Of course," she grabbed the items and put them in Bobby's room. Then, she locked the adjoining door.
"Is there anything you need before I turn out the light?"
"Just you," Dean held an arm out toward her.
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When Bobby and Sam came back from their late supper, Bobby was the first to notice that the lights were off. "Let's go to my room, Sam." Bobby turned on the light and Sam saw his computer and duffel.
"Looks like I'm rooming with you tonight," Sam said as he scratched his head. "Dean must be feeling better."
"I don't think he's feeling that much better," Bobby contradicted him. "He just has a good woman to look after him and this is her way of showing us that she'll take care of him tonight. We are officially not on shift."
Sam was happy for Dean, but he didn't think he'd ever get used to someone besides him taking care of Dean when he was injured. He'd just done it as second nature for so long.