Sam/Maddie - As Days go By
Title: As Days go By
Author/Artist: Shoshana maddiewolf
Pairing: Sam/Madison
Fandom: Supernatural
Rating: PG-13
Theme: 24. #11
Disclaimer: I don't own Supernatural...if I did, I would have had Maddie hang around for a few episodes
A/N: I haven't gotten in the mood for writing smut yet, so, yes this ending is meant to be left off like this.
It had been eleven days since Madison started traveling with the Winchester brothers. Some nights had been wrought with passion, where Dean opted to go into a different room, just to avoid Sam and Madison. There were clear days within the past week and a half, where Sam and Madison made love just because she was alive and could. Sometimes she would just pounce on him and it would start.
She hadn’t quite gotten used to the road life yet, but enjoyed the nights curled up in Sam’s arms. Her eyes drifting shut and the sound of his heart beating under her ear. It had been eleven days and somehow it had felt longer. It was almost a lifetime in a way to her and yet, in some other ways, it was the start of a new life. She was reborn.
Slowly, her eyes opened. The only thing she noticed at first was the movement of the Impala, rocking a little as it went down the stretch of highway. The second was that no music played, either Sam was driving or Dean was being considerate to the sleeping girl in the back. He had rarely shown any consideration for her. Her very existence was against everything Dean believed in, everything he stood for. It was that Lenore thing all over again, except the monster was staying with them.
‘Morning,’ she said, sitting up and leaning against the front seats. Madison blinked away sleep and squinted against the harsh sunlight to see where they were.
Day eleven. Not that she had been keeping track. It was just another day. They had been through several states. Did a job in LA and another in Colorado before continuing on their way to South Dakota. Madison didn’t know much about these States, never had been much of the traveling sort, never been out of the few States she lived in, having grown up in New York and moved to California for college and eventually just stayed there when she got a job there.
Sam had been in the passenger seat, dozing off. His long body almost fighting to fold into a comfortable position. The smile he gave her was like sunshine, she loved his smile. It made all of her worries about her new life vanish. For a moment everything was normal, aside from the facts of who they were and what they were doing. It felt normal, a normal couple on a road trip…with the boyfriend’s brother, who told them to get a room every time they kissed.
They were now somewhere in Wyoming. It was all something out of a western when she looked out the window. The mountains and sky, it was beautiful, very beautiful. Never in her life would she have dreamed of seeing such things. In all honesty, a few months ago it was all too country for her, the city girl. Perhaps it was still too country for her. She’d get used to it eventually.
The day remained uneventful, which by Winchester standards, was a good thing. However the best part was when they stopped somewhere. Food breaks were usually a time for them to sit and eat, while Sam and Madison played footsie under the table. Lucky for her, she wore sandals and slipped one off, brushing her bare foot under his pants leg. Cold toes brushing warm flesh. It was then that the look seeped back into her eyes, the almost predatory smile that suggested one thing.
Sam raised his eyebrows as if asking how to get around this obstacle, after all, Dean wanted to get to Bobby’s soon. Smirking Madison glanced at the bathroom. Another eyebrow raise, this one asking if she was crazy. A shrug, maybe, and the narrowing of her eyes, a challenge. Her lips working towards a grin.
Several long seconds passed, Madison could practically hear the second hand on the clock ticking loudly as she held his gaze, not even looking down as she drank her coffee. She had to encourage him, slowly moving her foot up the inside of his leg. Slowly, teasing him. Sam tensed as her foot slowly climbed up higher, he fought the urge to moan and just pounce on her.
Madison won.
Casting a glance at Dean, reading the paper and eating his food and not paying attention to them. Still, they’d have to play it cool, do it just right as to not get Dean’s suspicions up and well as everyone else in this small diner. And it was a slow and subtle move that she did, taking out her phone and texting him, telling him to wait five minutes before following her, she’d secure the single use bathroom and to knock three times to let her know it was him.
Getting up, she just prayed that the bathroom didn’t smell bad. Thank god for perfume, she supposed.
Author/Artist: Shoshana maddiewolf
Pairing: Sam/Madison
Fandom: Supernatural
Rating: PG-13
Theme: 24. #11
Disclaimer: I don't own Supernatural...if I did, I would have had Maddie hang around for a few episodes
A/N: I haven't gotten in the mood for writing smut yet, so, yes this ending is meant to be left off like this.
It had been eleven days since Madison started traveling with the Winchester brothers. Some nights had been wrought with passion, where Dean opted to go into a different room, just to avoid Sam and Madison. There were clear days within the past week and a half, where Sam and Madison made love just because she was alive and could. Sometimes she would just pounce on him and it would start.
She hadn’t quite gotten used to the road life yet, but enjoyed the nights curled up in Sam’s arms. Her eyes drifting shut and the sound of his heart beating under her ear. It had been eleven days and somehow it had felt longer. It was almost a lifetime in a way to her and yet, in some other ways, it was the start of a new life. She was reborn.
Slowly, her eyes opened. The only thing she noticed at first was the movement of the Impala, rocking a little as it went down the stretch of highway. The second was that no music played, either Sam was driving or Dean was being considerate to the sleeping girl in the back. He had rarely shown any consideration for her. Her very existence was against everything Dean believed in, everything he stood for. It was that Lenore thing all over again, except the monster was staying with them.
‘Morning,’ she said, sitting up and leaning against the front seats. Madison blinked away sleep and squinted against the harsh sunlight to see where they were.
Day eleven. Not that she had been keeping track. It was just another day. They had been through several states. Did a job in LA and another in Colorado before continuing on their way to South Dakota. Madison didn’t know much about these States, never had been much of the traveling sort, never been out of the few States she lived in, having grown up in New York and moved to California for college and eventually just stayed there when she got a job there.
Sam had been in the passenger seat, dozing off. His long body almost fighting to fold into a comfortable position. The smile he gave her was like sunshine, she loved his smile. It made all of her worries about her new life vanish. For a moment everything was normal, aside from the facts of who they were and what they were doing. It felt normal, a normal couple on a road trip…with the boyfriend’s brother, who told them to get a room every time they kissed.
They were now somewhere in Wyoming. It was all something out of a western when she looked out the window. The mountains and sky, it was beautiful, very beautiful. Never in her life would she have dreamed of seeing such things. In all honesty, a few months ago it was all too country for her, the city girl. Perhaps it was still too country for her. She’d get used to it eventually.
The day remained uneventful, which by Winchester standards, was a good thing. However the best part was when they stopped somewhere. Food breaks were usually a time for them to sit and eat, while Sam and Madison played footsie under the table. Lucky for her, she wore sandals and slipped one off, brushing her bare foot under his pants leg. Cold toes brushing warm flesh. It was then that the look seeped back into her eyes, the almost predatory smile that suggested one thing.
Sam raised his eyebrows as if asking how to get around this obstacle, after all, Dean wanted to get to Bobby’s soon. Smirking Madison glanced at the bathroom. Another eyebrow raise, this one asking if she was crazy. A shrug, maybe, and the narrowing of her eyes, a challenge. Her lips working towards a grin.
Several long seconds passed, Madison could practically hear the second hand on the clock ticking loudly as she held his gaze, not even looking down as she drank her coffee. She had to encourage him, slowly moving her foot up the inside of his leg. Slowly, teasing him. Sam tensed as her foot slowly climbed up higher, he fought the urge to moan and just pounce on her.
Madison won.
Casting a glance at Dean, reading the paper and eating his food and not paying attention to them. Still, they’d have to play it cool, do it just right as to not get Dean’s suspicions up and well as everyone else in this small diner. And it was a slow and subtle move that she did, taking out her phone and texting him, telling him to wait five minutes before following her, she’d secure the single use bathroom and to knock three times to let her know it was him.
Getting up, she just prayed that the bathroom didn’t smell bad. Thank god for perfume, she supposed.