Winchester Love Part 16B
Title: Winchester Love Pt 16B Author: myguys_sam_dean Rating: R Character: Sam/Abby, Dean/Kylee, Bobby Disclaimer: I don't own the boys, I just wish I did. Summary: Written for fanfic100 prompt #33 - Too much. The day of Dean and Kylee's wedding.
The next day, Kylee and Dean’s wedding day, Sam and Bobby were stuck with a still-jittery Dean. They were trying to keep his rantings to a dull roar. Abby, on the other hand, was stuck with Kylee’s family. She’d thought they were wonderful when she saw them at Thanksgiving, and they seemed nice enough last night at rehearsal, but today they seemed to be out for blood. Hannah wanted to be the center of attention even though it wasn’t her wedding. Anne was frankly pissed-off that her little sister beat her to the altar, and she wasn’t letting Kylee forget about it. Nancy was of no help, she was crying that her baby was getting married and bemoaning how old she herself was getting. Abby didn’t know what Kylee felt like, but Abby took her with when she stormed out of the room and took refuge in her and Sam’s hotel room.
“We’re in here, so don’t let Dean come in,” Abby told Sam.
“Aren’t you supposed to be at the church?” Sam asked as Abby slammed the door.
“You love it so much, you go to the church!” Abby yelled.
“Shit,” Bobby said. “Wonder what’s been happening at the church.”
Sam rolled his eyes. “I’ll go see. Keep Dean calm.”
“You think he’s calm?” Bobby laughed.
Sam frowned. “Just try to prevent him from getting worse, Bobby. I’ll check on the girls.”
“Good luck,” Bobby replied. “I don’t think I’ve ever seen Abby ticked off.”
“Me either,” Sam swallowed as he tried the adjoining door. It was locked. “Abby, honey, it’s just me. Can you let me in?”
Sam heard the lock click and opened the door, not knowing what he’d find on the other side.
***
Kylee was crying, Abby was trying to comfort her. Sam sat down on the other side of Kylee. “What’s wrong?” Abby handed Kylee over so she could cry on Sam for awhile.
“Her family sucks at weddings,” was all Abby said.
“Kylee,” Sam tried to brush some tears away without doing damage to her makeup,” what’s going on?”
“I don’t want to go back there. Please don’t make me go back there,” Kylee buried her head again.
Then, there was knocking at the adjoining door. “You okay, Kylee?” it was Dean.
“No, she’s not,” Sam answered. “And I don’t have a clear picture of why except that her family sucks at weddings and made her cry.”
“They made her cry!” Dean yelled. He tried the knob, decided to hell with it, and kicked in the door.
That’ll be going on the hotel bill, Sam thought.
“Kylee,” Dean was immediately in front of her, kneeling on the floor. “What’s wrong?”
“Anne should have married first, Hannah wants all the attention, my mom is crying about getting old,” Kylee let the words roll out but they made no sense to her groom. Dean looked at Sam for more information. Sam shrugged and then went off to the bathroom to try to get information from Abby.
The door was locked. “Abby,” Sam rapped on the door. “Are you okay?”
“No,” came a small reply.
“Can I come in?”
No answer.
“Abby, the door is locked.”
Abby unlocked the door and opened it, falling into Sam’s arms. Sam and Dean looked at each other with their women crying in their arms. Bobby just took in the whole situation wondering if he even wanted to be there.
When the girls finally got out what had upset them so much, Dean was fuming. “How dare they treat Kylee like that on her wedding day! Our wedding day!”
“You need to calm down,” Sam tried but didn’t get all the words out.
“No, I don’t. I am going down to that church to set them straight,” Dean grabbed his tux coat. “Bobby, am I forgetting anything?”
“Not that I can think of,” Bobby grabbed his tux coat and the keys. “I’ll go with ya.”
Sam knew Bobby would do his best to keep Dean in line. That left Abby and Sam to help Kylee.
***
“What the hell do you think you’re doing?” Dean yelled at Richard.
Richard stared at him blankly.
“Watch the language,” Bobby mumbled beside Dean.
“Do you know where Kylee is right now?” Dean was furious and not slowing down or toning down for anybody. “She’s at the hotel because she needed to get away from her friggin’ family. Do you know what your wife and daughters have been up to?”
Richard’s answer wasn’t clear but Dean and Bobby followed him though the church to where the ladies were supposed to be getting ready. They saw for themselves what the three women had been up to and why Abby had rescued Kylee from it.
“First of all,” Dean yelled, “this is Kylee’s day and she’s in tears. You should be ashamed of how you’ve been. I never knew family could be this way. And to think she wanted to make sure you were all there when we got married. I’ve been thinking we should elope and skip this whole friggin’ deal.”
After a surprised shock, everyone tried explaining their behavior at once. “Shut up!” Dean was louder than all their voices. “Here is how it is going to go. You shape up, or we will elope at the first sign that any of this shit is going to happen again.”
“Might want to tone it down,” Bobby tried to get Dean’s attention.
“Kylee is going to get ready at the hotel and stay there until it’s time for the wedding.” Dean continued. “We will bring her over and stay with her. You will stay as far away from her as possible, until you have to walk down the aisle. If I get any inkling, even during the service, that something isn’t as it should be, I’ll leave and take Kylee with me.”
They just looked at him.
“Don’t mess with my bride,” Dean threw at them before he stomped out.
“Wow, Dean,” Bobby had to hustle to keep up with Dean’s pace. “What brought all that on?”