Winchester Love Pt 14A
Title: Winchester Love Pt 14A Author: myguys_sam_dean Rating: R Characters: Sam/Abby Disclaimer: I don't own the boys, they own me! Summary: Written for fanfic100 prompt #36 - smell. Sam and Abby go back to Bobby's.
They left the guesthouse for a late lunch and took a walk around the town. They found a nice city park. With the leaves turning into fall colors and falling to the ground, they took some pictures of each other in the leaves. A stranger took a picture of them by the Impala, arms around each other and fully in love.
Their second night of their honeymoon, they took their trust issues further. Awful memories and feelings were erased, at least a little bit, by Sam's total love, tenderness and understanding. Abby was so happy that she had new memories of how it was supposed to go between a woman and a man. She felt whole, like she was finally able to fully be a wife. Sam had told her that the acts didn't matter, just because they were performed in love made them important.
Abby felt safe and secure for the first time in her life, lying there wrapped in Sam's arms, feeling his breath on her neck. The sound of Sam's soft snores, the unique scent that was Sam, and the warmth of his body lulled her to sleep. She knew that she would never be alone again.
Sam's sleepy eyes took in his wife's calm, dreaming face, and knew he was where he belonged. He remembered when check out was and wanted to just stay in their little guesthouse forever. Then, he remembered that Abby would be moving in with him, and leaving the guesthouse didn't seem so bad.
***
"Did we remember everything?" Abby asked as she looked around the room.
"I think so," Sam picked up the bags. "I'll go put these in the car, and I'll be back to help you check."
Abby checked in the bathroom, making sure nothing was left behind. She got the sandwiches, snacks and drinks from the fridge. They'd be good to eat on the road. She stopped to smell the roses from Bobby, so thankful for him and all he'd done for them.
"Did you check under the beds?" Sam asked as he walked in. Abby shook her head. Sam gave them a quick peek and didn't see anything. "Are you ready to go home?" he asked her.
'I really liked it here," Abby said. "We've grown so much closer."
"Leaving here won't take that away, honey," Sam gathered her in his arms. "That comes with us, wherever we go."
"I suppose," she sighed.
"I'll grab the food if you want to carry the flowers," Sam offered.
"Sounds good," Abby grabbed them and then said, "I'll hold them on my lap in the car."
"I'll go make sure everything is settled in the office," Sam put the food in the car and walked back to the building.
Abby left the window down, enjoying the fresh air and sunshine.
Sam turned the key in and asked if he could make a reservation a year ahead of time. The front desk lady asked, "Same room, Mr. Winchester?" He nodded.
"How many nights? Your arrival day is Thursday. How many nights would you like?"
"Three," Sam answered. "Do you have a business card I can have?"
She handed him one with a smile. "Congratulations to you and your wife. I'll look forward to having you spend your first anniversary with us."
Sam smiled as he put the business card in his wallet. "Thank you."
***
“How was your trip?” Bobby stepped out on the porch when he heard the Impala drive up. He walked over to the car to help with their bags.
“It was lovely, Bobby,” Abby gave him a hug. He was unable to hug him back because his arms were full. “Thank you,” she gave him a peck on the cheek.
“Yeah,” Sam picked up the other bag and gave Bobby a one-armed hug, “thank you.”
“You’re welcome, Sam,” Bobby chuckled. “You gonna kiss me, too?”
“Want me to?” Sam laughed.
“You boys . . . “ Bobby shook his head. “You always surprise me.”
***
“Sammy!” Dean came across the living room. “You brought me food! I knew ya loved me!” He started to sort through the goodies.
“You been being nice to Bobby while I’ve been gone?”
“I’m always nice to Bobby,” Dean said with his mouth full of a sandwich.
“When I left you were involved in a quickie,” Sam commented. A smiled spread across Dean’s face. “Did you and Kylee come out of your room at all, or did you just leave Bobby alone for two days?”
“We came down,” Dean replied. “We had to eat.”
“Dean--” Sam was frustrated.
“No, we were with Bobby most of the time,” Dean clarified. “We saved our ‘alone time’ until Bobby was asleep. Dude, he really missed you and Abby. What did you do to the poor guy?”
“Nothing,” Sam sat down. “ I think he’s just missing when we were little and spent summers here.”
“Didn’t we drive him nuts back then?”
“Yep. Well, I didn’t, but you did,” Sam smiled. “Every day he’d hear you blasting away at something, practicing your shot. It really unnerved him. Thinking back, I guess he misses it.”
“That’s weird,” Dean took another bite.
“Just sentimental,” Sam answered. “I think I’ll go get some unpacking done. When do we leave?”
“Tomorrow, so don’t unpack.”
“We should at least stay another day, Dean.”
“The girls have to work, remember?”
“Oh. Yeah,” Sam thought for a moment. “We were just going to tell him about a wedding this trip, not actually have one.”
“You surprised us all,” Dean said. “I didn’t even get to through you a decent Bachelor Party.”
“I didn’t want one, so that’s fine.”
“I’m gonna want one,” Dean face changed as he got lost in his plans. “I want mud wrestling, strippers. I wanna mud wrestle a stripper.” He smiled up Sam.
“I, uh, I’ll check with Kylee on that,” Sam grinned as he walked away.
“Sam, come on! It’s a rite of passage! She doesn’t need to know!”