"November Rain and Lightning Crashes" 9
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November Rain and Lightning Crashes
Continued from 8
Rating: R
Warnings: Sexual situations
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9
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5 Days Later - Road Trip, Day One
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The Impala rumbled to a halt in the parking lot in front of the motel's reception office. Dean turned the ignition off, then paused for a few seconds.
He glanced at Sue. The two of them shared a meaningful look, which Mary instantly interpreted.
Sam, sitting in the backseat beside Mary, frowned. "What's up?"
Dean turned to face him. "You kids mind waiting in the car? Me and Sue'll go get us rooms." Without another word, Dean got out of the car, Sue following him after a beat. Sam looked at Mary, eyebrows raised questioningly. Mary just shrugged, faking a confused look herself.
The two of them sat in silence for several minutes, before Sue and Dean returned. Dean knocked on the window beside Sam, and Sam rolled it down. Dean handed him a key.
"You two are bunking together tonight," he stated plainly.
Sam frowned at the key, then at Dean. "What? Why?"
"Grown-ups wanna talk, Sammy," was the only explanation Dean gave.
It turned out, the two rooms were right next door to each other. Mary noticed the slightly alarmed look Sue threw Dean's way as they discovered this. Dean, however, strangely didn't seem very bothered about it.
Maybe they really did just want to talk, Mary thought. Then again, it was highly unlikely.
This was sure to be a VERY interesting night.
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The room luckily had two singles. It would've been quite...uncomfortable, if the motel had turned out to have only doubles available.
Mary paced around the room, looking at everything a little disinterestedly. Sam was by one bed, rifling through his bag for something. They both froze when there came a rather loud banging noise from the next room - Sue and Dean's - followed by the unmistakable sound of giggling.
"Huh. Well that didn't take long," Sam said.
Mary's jaw dropped.
Sam gave her a look, smirking. "What? You REALLY think I didn't know? You all actually think I'm THAT oblivious?"
Mary was about to say, well...YEAH - but Sam shook his head, still smiling. "Besides, the two of them? Really bad actors. If they were actually trying to hide it...?" he shook his head again.
Mary didn't know what to say. Sam sat down on the edge of the bed. He frowned. "What I don't get, though, is...WHY Dean wanted to hide it from me? I mean, I don't have a problem with it. I'm kinda surprised him and Sue didn't hook up years ago already."
"Uh - so...you're not...mad?"
Sam looked at Mary. "No. Why would I be? Like I said, I don't know why they bothered trying to hide it in the first place. So...no, I'm not mad. Actually kinda glad Dean's with someone who's not just a one-night-stand for a change." He flinched, as a particularly loud bang sounded. That, and the fact that it was NOT accompanied by giggling this time.
Mary raised her eyebrows. She cleared her throat awkwardly. Sam scratched his head, looking equally awkward.
Him and Mary shared a look. "You maybe wanna...go for a walk, or something?"
Mary nodded vehemently. "Definitely."
The two of them hastily left the room.
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Dean swung the door closed with a flair. He held out his arms, a big grin on his face. "Look - it's a room...with a bed."
Sue eyed him suspiciously. "I can see that."
He bobbed his eyebrows suggestively at her. "We've never done it on a bed before."
Sue let out a helpless laugh. "Oh, my God - that...that's just...we're REALLY weird."
Dean shrugged. "Sure, we are. That's what makes it fun." He lunged for Sue, grabbing her and pulling her roughly against him.
"Bed's over there," Sue pointed out breathlessly after a heated kiss.
"Too far," Dean breathed into her neck.
So much for doing it on a bed, Sue thought vaguely, as Dean backed her into the wall.
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"Can I ask you a question?" Sue's voice was muffled, one side of her face smooshed into the pillow.
Dean, on his back beside her, one arm thrown casually over his head, looked thoughtful for a second. "Shoot," he finally said.
This was their 'thing'. Most people cuddled after sex. Sue and Dean talked. In the last few weeks, they'd come to learn more about each other than they had in the last six years.
Sue lifted onto her elbows. "Why...are you so scared to let Sam find out about...what happened...that night?"
Dean regarded her steadily. Then he sighed. "There...there're things about Sam, that...you - that no-one, but me, knows about."
Sue frowned. "What's that got to do with it?"
Dean sighed again - it wasn't annoyance at Sue or the question, though. He sat up. "It's kinda hard to explain. I just..." he paused. Turning sideways, he faced Sue directly. "You know how Sam's always trying to be...normal? Trying to avoid what our lives use to be?" Sue nodded.
"Well, I wanna try to...help him with that, as much as I can."
Sue frowned again. "I still don't understand."
Dean gave her a wry little smile. "Hey - cut me some slack - I'm not the college educated one. I'm...getting there." He fidgeted with the bed sheet as he continued. "Sammy...he...he use to have this...thing."
Sue raised her eyebrows. "Thing?"
Dean nodded. "Yeah - like, he tended to...lose it, a little, given certain...circumstances."
"Uh...what?"
"He's got a...temper problem? If you can call it that. More like...serious anger management issues."
Sue huffed a laugh. "Sam? Are you kidding me?"
The look on Dean's face said that he was everything BUT kidding. "We...had to leave this one town really quickly, once. Sam beat this kid to a pulp, 'cause he'd said something about our mom. I still have no idea what the kid had said, but...I was there to pull Sam off him. He was fifteen, then."
Sue gaped at him. "Wow."
Dean nodded again. "Yeah. It scared the crap out of me. Wasn't the only time either. It was just the one time I wasn't there in time to stop it before it went to far." He paused again. "He's just so...angry, sometimes. Though, he hasn't been...like that, for a long time. I just...don't wanna give him reason to be, again."
Sue finally got it. "That's why you don't want him to find out? You're afraid..."
Dean nodded. "There's no telling what he'd do. I mean, it's like I said - he just...loses it. All that usual, Sam-common-sense, sensible-reasoning just...goes right out the window."
"But...you don't think he'd actually, y'know - try to, like, go after...that guy, or something?"
Dean gave Sue a frank look. "Put it this way - most people have always assumed I'm the one who's like our dad. They're wrong."
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TBC...
November Rain and Lightning Crashes
Continued from 8
Rating: R
Warnings: Sexual situations
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9
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5 Days Later - Road Trip, Day One
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The Impala rumbled to a halt in the parking lot in front of the motel's reception office. Dean turned the ignition off, then paused for a few seconds.
He glanced at Sue. The two of them shared a meaningful look, which Mary instantly interpreted.
Sam, sitting in the backseat beside Mary, frowned. "What's up?"
Dean turned to face him. "You kids mind waiting in the car? Me and Sue'll go get us rooms." Without another word, Dean got out of the car, Sue following him after a beat. Sam looked at Mary, eyebrows raised questioningly. Mary just shrugged, faking a confused look herself.
The two of them sat in silence for several minutes, before Sue and Dean returned. Dean knocked on the window beside Sam, and Sam rolled it down. Dean handed him a key.
"You two are bunking together tonight," he stated plainly.
Sam frowned at the key, then at Dean. "What? Why?"
"Grown-ups wanna talk, Sammy," was the only explanation Dean gave.
It turned out, the two rooms were right next door to each other. Mary noticed the slightly alarmed look Sue threw Dean's way as they discovered this. Dean, however, strangely didn't seem very bothered about it.
Maybe they really did just want to talk, Mary thought. Then again, it was highly unlikely.
This was sure to be a VERY interesting night.
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The room luckily had two singles. It would've been quite...uncomfortable, if the motel had turned out to have only doubles available.
Mary paced around the room, looking at everything a little disinterestedly. Sam was by one bed, rifling through his bag for something. They both froze when there came a rather loud banging noise from the next room - Sue and Dean's - followed by the unmistakable sound of giggling.
"Huh. Well that didn't take long," Sam said.
Mary's jaw dropped.
Sam gave her a look, smirking. "What? You REALLY think I didn't know? You all actually think I'm THAT oblivious?"
Mary was about to say, well...YEAH - but Sam shook his head, still smiling. "Besides, the two of them? Really bad actors. If they were actually trying to hide it...?" he shook his head again.
Mary didn't know what to say. Sam sat down on the edge of the bed. He frowned. "What I don't get, though, is...WHY Dean wanted to hide it from me? I mean, I don't have a problem with it. I'm kinda surprised him and Sue didn't hook up years ago already."
"Uh - so...you're not...mad?"
Sam looked at Mary. "No. Why would I be? Like I said, I don't know why they bothered trying to hide it in the first place. So...no, I'm not mad. Actually kinda glad Dean's with someone who's not just a one-night-stand for a change." He flinched, as a particularly loud bang sounded. That, and the fact that it was NOT accompanied by giggling this time.
Mary raised her eyebrows. She cleared her throat awkwardly. Sam scratched his head, looking equally awkward.
Him and Mary shared a look. "You maybe wanna...go for a walk, or something?"
Mary nodded vehemently. "Definitely."
The two of them hastily left the room.
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Dean swung the door closed with a flair. He held out his arms, a big grin on his face. "Look - it's a room...with a bed."
Sue eyed him suspiciously. "I can see that."
He bobbed his eyebrows suggestively at her. "We've never done it on a bed before."
Sue let out a helpless laugh. "Oh, my God - that...that's just...we're REALLY weird."
Dean shrugged. "Sure, we are. That's what makes it fun." He lunged for Sue, grabbing her and pulling her roughly against him.
"Bed's over there," Sue pointed out breathlessly after a heated kiss.
"Too far," Dean breathed into her neck.
So much for doing it on a bed, Sue thought vaguely, as Dean backed her into the wall.
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"Can I ask you a question?" Sue's voice was muffled, one side of her face smooshed into the pillow.
Dean, on his back beside her, one arm thrown casually over his head, looked thoughtful for a second. "Shoot," he finally said.
This was their 'thing'. Most people cuddled after sex. Sue and Dean talked. In the last few weeks, they'd come to learn more about each other than they had in the last six years.
Sue lifted onto her elbows. "Why...are you so scared to let Sam find out about...what happened...that night?"
Dean regarded her steadily. Then he sighed. "There...there're things about Sam, that...you - that no-one, but me, knows about."
Sue frowned. "What's that got to do with it?"
Dean sighed again - it wasn't annoyance at Sue or the question, though. He sat up. "It's kinda hard to explain. I just..." he paused. Turning sideways, he faced Sue directly. "You know how Sam's always trying to be...normal? Trying to avoid what our lives use to be?" Sue nodded.
"Well, I wanna try to...help him with that, as much as I can."
Sue frowned again. "I still don't understand."
Dean gave her a wry little smile. "Hey - cut me some slack - I'm not the college educated one. I'm...getting there." He fidgeted with the bed sheet as he continued. "Sammy...he...he use to have this...thing."
Sue raised her eyebrows. "Thing?"
Dean nodded. "Yeah - like, he tended to...lose it, a little, given certain...circumstances."
"Uh...what?"
"He's got a...temper problem? If you can call it that. More like...serious anger management issues."
Sue huffed a laugh. "Sam? Are you kidding me?"
The look on Dean's face said that he was everything BUT kidding. "We...had to leave this one town really quickly, once. Sam beat this kid to a pulp, 'cause he'd said something about our mom. I still have no idea what the kid had said, but...I was there to pull Sam off him. He was fifteen, then."
Sue gaped at him. "Wow."
Dean nodded again. "Yeah. It scared the crap out of me. Wasn't the only time either. It was just the one time I wasn't there in time to stop it before it went to far." He paused again. "He's just so...angry, sometimes. Though, he hasn't been...like that, for a long time. I just...don't wanna give him reason to be, again."
Sue finally got it. "That's why you don't want him to find out? You're afraid..."
Dean nodded. "There's no telling what he'd do. I mean, it's like I said - he just...loses it. All that usual, Sam-common-sense, sensible-reasoning just...goes right out the window."
"But...you don't think he'd actually, y'know - try to, like, go after...that guy, or something?"
Dean gave Sue a frank look. "Put it this way - most people have always assumed I'm the one who's like our dad. They're wrong."
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TBC...