Winchester Love Pt 9C
Title: Winchester Love Pt 9C Author: myguys_sam_dean Rating: R Characters: Sam/Abby, Dean/Kylee, Bobby Disclaimer: I don't own the boys, they own me! Summary: Written for fanfic100 prompt #41-shapes. Kylee lends Abby something for her wedding.
Kylee and Abby started to get settled into what used to be the boys' room. The wedding dress was pressed and hung up. All items for the wedding were ready to go.
Before they shut off the light, Kylee asked Abby how she was doing. "Fantastic," Abby answered. "Tomorrow I get to marry my dream guy. I get to become Mrs. Samuel Winchester." The way Abby dipped her head a little showed Kylee how deeply she felt.
"Sam is wonderful," Kylee agreed. "I am so happy for you."
Abby smiled, "Thanks."
"I have a couple things for you," Kylee reached for a bag. "It is for the something old, something new, something borrowed, something blue rule. Your ring, the heirloom from Bobby is something old. Something new is your dress. For something borrowed, I have this." Kylee took out an ankle bracelet that was a charm bracelet. It had many different shapes and images on it. "These are all from happy memories in my life," Kylee explained. "I'd be honored if you would wear it to your wedding as a sign of all the happy memories to come."
Abby took the anklet and moved it around in her hand. "It is so delicate and special to you. Are you sure you want to lend it to me for tomorrow?"
"I wouldn't have brought it up if I didn't," Kylee smiled. "Just tell me that you'll wear it."
Abby nodded as she looked closer at the shapes on the bracelet.
"I also have something blue, and it is really special," Kylee had one more item in her bag. "Dean and I went through a box that Bobby had in the basement of some of Dean and Sam's old belongings. This blue bootie was Sam's, and his mother, Mary, made it for him. There was only one in the box. I think that you would be able to put it in your top, so you can have it near your heart."
"Oh, Kylee," Abby was trying to picture her late mother-in-law crocheting booties for her husband. "It--This is so much more than I could have asked for. Thank you for finding it," Abby gave her a hug. "Sam will be happy that you found this, too."
Abby got ready for bed and then came back into the room. "Abby," Kylee started out on shaky ground. "Are you ready for your wedding night? You can tell me to mind my own business if you want to. I'm just concerned with, well, how Angel came to be."
"Sam has been very understanding," Abby told Kylee. "And we haven't yet. We're just going slow."
"So, you're not nervous about making love with Sam?" Kylee asked softly, just wanting to make sure.
Abby's face screwed up as she thought of the words she should use. "I don't know how it's supposed to go," she admitted. "I mean, I know how the mechanics of it work. It's just everything else. And, I haven't been with anyone since Angel was born. That was years ago. Do you think that means it will hurt?" She looked at Kylee for answers.
"I know the only experience you have to compare it to is a violent one," Kylee started to try to explain. "We know that Sam isn't violent. He would not want to push you into anything that you weren't comfortable with. I know in the past the wedding night was usually the first time the couple made love. That doesn't mean it always is. It is what you make it," Kylee told her.
"Part of me feels like I might want to, but part of me is scared," Abby admitted. "How do I get over that?"
Kylee gave her a hug. "Oh, honey. Making love is supposed to be beautiful, never something to be feared or just endured. I think Sam will let you set the pace. If you decide you might want to venture into touching an intimate part or maybe having it be 'the night', I bought this for you." Kylee handed Abby a bottle of Astroglide. "This helps reduce friction from touching or, you know."
"If Sam finds this, he might be upset if I don't want to take that step," Abby blurted out.
"Think about it Abby. Sam would be supportive of whatever you wanted and possibly glad that you are thinking about the future."
Abby just took a deep breath. When did getting married get so complicated?
"You are a woman and you are allowed to feel sexy," Kylee said. 'But just because you feel sexy doesn't mean that you have to do anything. At some point, I figure you will need some birth control." Abby nodded. "I have brought you some contraceptive film. Instructions with pictures are inside the box. You could also call me because it is what I use. I didn't want to send you out into married life unprepared. You have a caring, thoughtful man who won't put any pressure on you. You have some supplies that you might need if you decide to take it further. Just because you have the supplies doesn't mean you have to use them."
"Thank you," Abby looked like she was about to cry with relief. "I don't feel scared anymore. I am so glad that we had this talk."
"What are big sisters for?" Kylee embraced her. "I'm always here if you need me."