All That Matters, (9/?), [R], Dean/OFC_Sam/OFC_Bobby, AUseason 6
Title: All That Matters (9/?)
Rating: R
Genre: Gen,Rom,Dram,Action, Supernatural
Characters/Pairings: Dean/OFC, Sam/OFC, Bobby, Cas- other characters(original)
Summary: Ava didn't always dream of being a hunter, but it was her destiny according to the Heavens. Now- her family taken from her forever- she carries on her reckless attitude as she presses on with the 'family business', alone. What she doesn't expect to find are two brothers who care very much about what happens to her. And she'll come to learn that sometimes family isn't always blood.
Warnings: AU Season 6 - Contains some spoilers for those not up to date.
Word Count: 2881 (give or take)
Disclaimer: I do not own Supernatural or any of the characters.
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November
Kendra was beginning to come around…slowly. Well, honestly, she wasn't speaking to me or even Dean, but at least she wasn't cussing me every time she saw me. So, that was an improvement. She blamed me for her father's death- I knew that to be a fact. Dean though…well, no one would explain to me how exactly Shawn died. I finally caught Dean one evening laying on top of the hood of the Impala drinking a pack of beer, by himself, looking all droopy eyed and vulnerable. He told me then that he had killed Shawn as a last resort. It was the only way to save Kendra. She had watched, in shock, as Dean stabbed Shawn in the throat. Gruesome enough as it was, Shawn lived long enough to tell Kendra he was sorry.
After that Dean asked me if I ever got tired of killing. I couldn't answer him honestly, so I just remained quiet, letting him talk it out. That's what scared me…the fact that I couldn't say I hated it.
Was I addicted to killing? Did I like it? Maybe, I don't know. It made me feel…relieved...somehow. To make matters worse, that was all I could think of during Thanksgiving dinner, but I wasn't the only one distracted. Dean was pushing his food around on his plate, which was odd enough. Bobby chewed his food so slowly that I was sure that he would still be eating during Christmas. Kendra was all cozy with Sam because…well, he was the only one that hadn't offended or hurt her in some way. Cas was there too, even though he doesn't eat. I still set him a place at the table because I wanted him to feel comfortable and welcome. Dean mentioned at one point that Cas was like his brother. So, family had to be present for family meals, even if he never ate. He kept reminding me of the fact that he didn't eat, constantly. I'm sure it was Dean's coaching because Cas would say, 'I'm sorry I'm not eating. I'm not hungry. No thank you.' Then he would glance at Dean and he would nod. That made me laugh.
After dinner, my expectations were met, everyone split leaving me with the dishes. I didn't think everyone would want to stick around like a family and clean up the table, then play games afterward. I remembered doing that when my parents and brother were still alive. We tried to maintain the normality of a family as much and often as we could. In the far future, when I have children, I wanted to do the same because I knew that my life wouldn't change. My life would be their life. Once a hunter…always a hunter. There wasn't exactly a retirement plan with this occupation.
"Need some help?"
I glanced over to see Dean leaning against the doorway, right foot crossed in front of the left, beer in his left hand, right hand shoved deep into the pocket of his jeans. Apparently he had been there a while…watching. I smiled at him, "Now that it's almost done. Sure."
He chuckled as he pushed himself off of the frame and strolled toward me. He gave me a swift kiss on the cheek, "Sorry…Sammy and I have a lead on a creeper as you call it."
I nodded as I continued to put away dishes. I was still grounded from going anywhere. Before long, I was sure that I would begin to forget how to hunt, "When do ya'll leave?"
He looked down at the soapy water that had grown cold a few minutes ago. I rolled my eyes, "Seriously? You're leaving that quick? Leaving me here with…you're crazy. She'll kill me."
"I know…that's why you're coming with me on this one," the sentence ended with him having a smirk on those amazing lips of his. I grinned and gave a girly squeal, not exactly hunterish of me, but I was excited. Finally, I was going to get out there and get my hunt on. He chuckled down at me as he moved closer to my lips. He let them graze gently across mine. "And it's a quick hunt…so I was thinking you could pack for a few extra days. Maybe we could swing by the beach. I know it's too cold to swim…but I know how much you wanted to go."
I closed the distance between us and kissed him thoroughly. Our lips moving together, I could taste the beer on his tongue as he deepened the kiss pulling me closer. I felt myself sigh against him as my body relaxed against his. My fingers ran over his abs and I felt him shiver. I smirked and I wondered how long it had been since he had been with anyone. It had been at least ten months for me…some quickie fling. I knew Dean wasn't the poster boy for abstinence.
"Good God," I pulled away quickly at the sound of Kendra's disgusted voice. She shook her head as she snaked around us on her way to the fridge and pulled out two beers. "If you're going to fuck…take it somewhere else. We eat in here. Geez Ava…show a little bit of class."
Dean's eyes widened a bit and I smirked, "Learned from the best."
She smiled and shook her head. I felt the wall between us break just a little, "You'll never be as good as me sweetie."
Dean gave a little cough as she walked out of the kitchen and I slapped him on the shoulder. I heard the door slam and curiosity got the best of me. I went to the window and watched her walk to the garage. Dean pressed himself tightly against my backside, "Are we spying?"
"I'm curious."
"Nosey." He kissed my neck and I moaned letting my eyes flutter. I elbowed, "Stop…I wanna see what she's doing."
"I think she has a thing for Sam. Which is perfect since Sammy has a thing for blondes."
I turned in his arms and gaped at him, "I don't think it's perfect. She…she has a reputation. Sam doesn't or at least not one that I know of. She likes variety…she switches partners a lot. She's more like…"
I stopped and tore my eyes away from his when I realized my mistake. He withdrew his arms, "Me. She's more like me."
I sighed and rubbed my forehead frustrated, "No…"
He shook his head, "I told you I'd try this. If I'm in a relationship…I'm in it."
He walked away leaving me leaning on the sink with idiot written boldly on my forehead. Bobby walked in, "It's like living with a bunch of five year olds."
I went back to my task of putting dishes away. Bobby pulled a beer from the fridge door and eased himself onto one of the kitchen chairs. He gave a tired sigh. I could feel him staring at me, "What?"
"We have any apple pie left?"
I reached into the fridge and set the pie dish on the table. Actually, I practically threw it at him. There looked to be two pieces left. I handed him a fork. Bobby raised his eyebrows at me, but I ignored them. I just couldn't help but think about Dean, "Dinner was good. Haven't had a Thanksgiving meal in a while."
I shook my head, "I shouldn't have said what I said."
He sighed through his bite of pie, "Tell him that."
My eyes shifted toward the stairs. I wondered if he was waiting for me to come and apologize or he just wanted to ignore me the rest of the night. I looked back down at Bobby and the pie, he was about to start in on the last piece. I suddenly jerked it away. "What the hell?"
"Please Bobby…" I gave him the saddest biggest teary eyed brown eyes I could muster. He growled and stood up with his drink, "I'm going to bed."
I gave him a kiss on the cheek before he could run away from me. He smirked and slowly shook his head. He pointed his finger at me and squinted his eyes before he walked away. I shifted my eyes back toward the stairs and bit my lip. Apology accompanied by pie and beer, yes…it might just work.
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I knocked softly using bottles of beer and waited kind of patiently. I examined my apology. A piece of apple pie with a fork stuck in the middle and of course, pie wouldn't be complete without beer. I rotated my neck from side to side to relieve tension. I didn't want to screw this up between Dean and myself. If Cas was telling the truth then this was it for me….for both of us. I would hate to know I was the one that caused us to miss out on our future because I opened my mouth…again.
He was taking forever, so I assumed there were a few possibilities to this scenario. Either he's asleep and would be pissed I showed up at his door. Or perhaps, he's awake- waiting for me. Hopefully it was the latter. The door cracked a bit to reveal a ruffled Dean in his briefs and no shirt. I kicked myself mentally and smiled politely, "Sorry. Didn't mean to wake you."
I started to walk away and he reached for me catching the bottom of my t-shirt. I turned toward him, his hair was messy, his chest was perfectly shaped, his black briefs didn't give away too much, but I had a pretty good idea what they were holding back. I looked simple compared to him in my grey v-neck t-shirt with black and teal polka dotted sleeping shorts that barely covered my butt. I wore them hoping that he would accept my apology easier. But now, I was thinking they made me seem easy because all he had to do was ask for me and I was so going there. I shifted and licked my lips, "I just came to offer my apology."
I smiled and gave this stupid awkward laugh as I held up the goodies I had brought. His face never once cracked a smile or ever a smirk. He stood solid, watching me closely. I swallowed nervously, "You know I didn't mean it Dean. I say things and don't think about them sometimes."
He sighed heavily as he leaned against the frame of the door and gave him chest a light scratch. He seemed to be contemplating what to say to me. "No…you're right. I'm not exactly…celibate."
I moved closer toward him and thrust the pie and beers toward him, "Preachin' to the choir Dean."
"I highly doubt that you're one of those women Ava." He took the plate of pie and beers from me and sat them somewhere to his right inside the room. Guess I wasn't getting my invitation inside any time soon.
"You'd be surprised. I mean I'm not a merry go-round…but I've…had my share."
He smirked and gave a light chuckle as his fingers rose to play with the hem of my shirt, "I think you're trying to impress me in some weird way."
He pulled my shirt toward him and I followed until I was flush with his almost naked body. The thought sent a wave of heat straight through me. Oh boy. I'm not that experienced…I lied. He caressed my cheek softly as his green eyes sparkled in the dim hallway lights, "Here all along I was trying to impress you."
My eyes slightly widened and I felt my heart beat faster. His lips grazed mine lightly and suddenly I felt dizzy. Dean drove me nuts. His lips moved over mine gently as his arms wrapped around my body. His hands snaked down my back and slid over my butt only to stop at the curve of my butt cheeks. He gave them a tight squeeze and I felt myself moan into this mouth. All I could think about was getting him into a bed. I pushed into him and we began to move into the bedroom. We both froze upon hearing someone clear their throat. I felt my cheeks burn red hot as I saw Sam standing awkwardly at the end of the hallway. I had forgotten that Kendra had taken over his room. He was sleeping in Dean's room.
"Sorry," he mumbled with a swift nod and turned around. Dean chuckled into my lips and grinned as he made his way down my neck slowly with a trail of kissing then back up to my ear where he sucked gently. I held back a moan remembering Sam at the end of the hall. Dean gave my cheeks another squeeze which earned a giggle from me, involuntary, of course.
"Pack for at least five days…or don't pack at all." He winked at me and I think mentally, I passed out. After the hunt we were on our own…by ourselves…no interruptions…no separate rooms. I shivered at the thought of being alone with Dean for days. I could already feel the ache in my legs. I turned to head back down to my bedroom. He swatted me on the rear, "Leave bright and early."
I gave a bit of a squeal and laughed, "Night Dean."
Sam turned around then and he gave me an awkward smile. He nodded, "Going away for the weekend huh?"
I smiled as I crossed my arms, "Thanks for sitting this one out."
He chuckled and rubbed his neck absent mindedly. A nervous tick that he had, "He pretty much told me I was sitting this one out. Besides…gives me and Kendra time to get to know each other better. She's having a little bit of a tough time with losing her dad."
Instantly I felt like a hill, "I wish that she would let me in. We are so close…like sisters…and she…she blames me. I hate that."
"Whenever someone dies that's close to us…we usually find someone to blame. You agree?" He searched my face for the answer when he already knew it. I nodded swiftly and patted him on the chest.
"I'm glad she has someone to identify with. Just try to remind her that her cousin loves her and that I'm still here…if she needs me."
He tipped his head toward me in agreement before heading off to the bedroom. I watched him until he closed the bedroom door and I was left alone in the hallway. The lamp at the end of the hallway next to the window flickered. I felt a slight chill run through me. Suddenly I was tempted to beat on Dean and Sam's door. I heard the bulb pop and then the end of the hall went black. I swallowed.
"You're not in danger."
I spun around quickly and then rolled my eyes at the angel, "Can't you knock…like normal people Cas."
I stomped off to my bedroom and he followed me. He watched me as I threw the suitcase onto the bed and started pulled various clothes out of the closet. "Dean informed of your impending vacation."
I nodded, "Yeah….so?"
"You are becoming close."
I stopped packing and stared at him oddly. I closed my eyes, shook my head, and then opened them. I was trying to focus…Cas could be so…vague. "What are you getting at? I'm a little bit confused as to why you are here stating the obvious to me."
"It's important that you two remain close," he said before disappearing. I shook my head and stared at the door. He left me…again…just hanging here without the proper information. Seriously? I growled in frustration and went back to packing. I had a week with Dean, alone, and I wasn't about to let anyone or anything destroy it. This was my time to be happy and I intended to soak every bit of normality Dean and I were going to have or at least, try to have.
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