Winchester Love Part 8A
Title: Winchester Love Pt 8A Author: myguys_sam_dean Rating: R Characters: Dean/Kylee, Sam/Abby, Bobby Disclaimer I don't own the boys, they own me Summary: Written for fanfic100 prompt #32-sunset. Bobby thinks about his family.
Bobby sat downstairs, nursing his cup of coffee, as the others went to bed. It had been an eventful day. To find that out about Abby . . . that poor girl. At least she found us, Bobby thought. Now she can know how family is supposed to be. His heart ached for little Angel being out there somewhere. Abby just wanted her home, and Bobby could understand that. The fact that she went through all of that in her young life and still turned out to be a very caring person was a testament to how strong she was.
He was able to be there when his boys picked out their wedding bands. He wasn't surprised at all that they picked out ones like John's. Growing up, that was a symbol of John's love for Mary, the way he never took it off. Even after she'd been gone longer than they'd been together, he still missed her. He never got over the helpless feeling he had when she was pinned to the ceiling. It was that feeling of helplessness that he vowed never to have again. That's why he'd hunted the demon so fiercely and trained his boys to as sell.
He'd called some folks and had a couple of things planned for the wedding. The pastor could come the day after tomorrow. A lady in town was going to make them a tiny two-layer wedding cake. Besides the usual, she was going to put an angel on it. He'd also booked a hotel room for the wedding couple a few towns over for a couple of nights. He'd asked them to place a dozen pink roses in their room. They were just some touches that he thought Abby would appreciate, but never outright ask for. She just wanted to become Sam's wife. The rest didn't matter.
As the sunset caught Bobby's eye earlier that night, he was reminded of how fast his time with the four of them was passing. Their stay wasn't over yet, so he didn't want to get sad. He just couldn't lose the feeling of dread because their time together would have to end.
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"That was quite the day," Dean go into bed. "We learned about Abby and got many wedding things done."
"I know," Kylee said. "I just feel so bad about Abby and Angel."
Dean saw a tear slide down her cheek. He shifted so that he was lying on his side facing her, "Baby, it is going to be okay. We now know what Abby needs help with. So we can try to make it better."
Kylee put a hand on the side of his face. "How could she live through something like that?"
"I dunno. Sheer will, I guess."
"What if I had grown up in a home like that?" Kylee asked.
"I would have rescued you," Dean stated as if it was the obvious answer.
"But how? You wouldn't even know me?"
"I'm not a big believer in destiny," Dean started to explain. "But I think that we were destined to find each other. I never thought that I would find you. I didn't dare to hope for this happiness that we have."
"Why not?"
"The world you grew up in, Kylee, was different than the one I grew up in, You have a loving family and have been safe. I have found out that most of the people out in the world are broken to some degree. There are different ways of coping with it. Abby tried to leave it in her past. Until, it popped up again when she met Sam. Secrets have a way of not staying secret. When she loved and trusted him, it was just something that she had to get out."
"How else do people with damage handle it?" Kylee was concerned.
"Drugs. Drink. Sex. Those are the main ones." Dean paused for a moment. "I'm not proud of this, but in the past I have found broken girls and taken them home. I wouldn't know they were broken until we were already in the act. Once I figured out they were broken, I would try to make them feel safe while they were with me. Maybe take their mind off of what their lives were missing. I never had the desire to stick around, or maybe I would have tried to help them instead of just offering a bandage for a night."
"At least they had that time with you may have helped them some way in the long run," Kylee looked at the man she loved. "I already know about your past, Dean, the good and the bad. Everything in the past made you what you are today."
Dean, lost for words, just kissed her. She smiled and took him into her arms.