Restless Heart Syndrome Ch 16/?
Fic title: Restless Heart Syndrome
Genre: SPN Het
Pairing: Sam/ OFC, Dean/OFC (Lexi, played by Eliza Dushku)
Rating: M
Warnings/Spoilers: None
Summary: New town, new school for Sam. It's his fifth high school in three years but John promises it's going to be Sam' s last one. Dean and Sam settle into their new routine and enjoy being normal. A few months after school starts Sam meets Lexi. He could tell she was trouble the moment he laid eyes on her but it's the kind of trouble he's always wanted. Dean feels the same way about the new waitress at the diner.
*This is a prequel to Under Your Skin and Wayward Son.*
Chapter 1 Chapter 2 Chapter 3 Chapter 4 Chapter 5 Chapter 6 Chapter 7 Chapter 8 Chapter 9 Chapter 10 Chapter 11 Chapter 12 Chapter 13 Chapter 14 Chapter 15
*Disclaimer: Any recognizable characters belong to kripke. It's his sandbox, I'm just playing with his characters.* This is a prequel to Under Your Skin and Wayward Son.
Chapter 16: Disappearing Boy
“When I walk in crowded rooms I feel as if it is my doom. I know that I don't belong. In that room I see her. I see her and she's with him. I turn and then I'm gone.”
Dean sighed while fussing with his hair in an attempt to make it look messy but not like he took the time to style it. He couldn't believe they were already nearing the end of November. The year was flying by and before he would know it Lexi would be leaving for college. He didn't want to think about that at the moment. He had other things to worry about like how he was going to get through Thanksgiving dinner tonight at Lexi's house without killing her father.
In all honesty, Dean didn't want to go. He hasn't been inside the house in over a month and he's more than okay with that. He also has no problem with Lexi's mother, it's her father that he doesn't want to deal with. He'd rather gauge his eyes out with a dull knife than play nice with Joe Brennan. At least Sam was invited, he wouldn't be all alone and of course, there would be pie. Pie's always a plus in Dean's book. Still, the idea of sitting down to a holiday meal with Lexi and her extended family was making him anxious.
Sam straightened his tie and took a deep breath. He didn't know why he was so nervous. It was just dinner at his friend's house with her family and his older brother. No, Sam knew why he was nervous. It was Lexi. He couldn't get her out of his head. It was insane. Sam had a girlfriend for crying out loud. There was no reason why he should still be hung up on Lexi but he was. Right now all he could think about was how good she smelled. Which then led to that she's probably going to be wearing some kind of short dress or skirt and biting down on the full bottom lip of hers. Put all those things together and Sam Winchester was going to go crazy. To make things that much worse, he's going to have to sit there and watch while his brother gets her undivided attention. He should've just went to Paige's house for Thanksgiving but he couldn't back out on Dean this late in the game. Sam took one last look in the bathroom mirror before he headed down the hall. Sam walked into Dean's bedroom a few minutes later and eyed his brother wearily. He sighed before asking, “Is that what you're wearing, Dean?”
“Yeah, what's wrong with it?”
“I dunno, Dean. You got ripped jeans and a flannel on to meet your girlfriend's family at Thanksgiving. What do you think is wrong with it?”
“So, you're saying I should wear a shirt and tie like you, geek boy?”
“Well, it is a holiday and her whole family is gonna be there. So, if you don't want to wear a shirt and tie at least put on a pair of jeans that without holes in them and wear your maroon shirt.”
“Why my maroon shirt, Sammy?”
“Cause Lexi thinks you look hot in it.”
Dean couldn't help but smirk at his younger brother before asking, “You and Lexi talk about me a lot?”
“What? NO! I over heard her tell Paige.”
“Hmm hmmm, sure.”
“You're not funny, Dean.”
“Of course I am Sammy. I'm hilarious. Seriously though, what else does she say about me?”
“Ya know, stuff about you and what you two do...”
“Like sex stuff?
“Will you just shut up and get changed. We're gonna be late.”
Thirty minutes later Sam found himself standing on Lexi's porch while her and his older brother played tonsil hockey. Sam cleared his throat as he shifted uncomfortably. Seeing Dean make out with her was always awkward for him given the fact that he still had a major thing for Lexi. Having to stand there while they kissed and felt each other up was way worse for Sam than hearing them go at it through the bedroom wall. At least then Sam could close his eyes and imagine it was him making Lexi moan like that instead of having to see Dean's grubby hands all over her.
It seemed these days Dean's hands were always all over Lexi. Over the past month or so, Dean and Lexi had become inseparable. They were forever joined at the lips. Walking through their house was now like walking through a mine field. Sam was never sure what he was going to walk in on or what various state of undress he would find them in. They were so wrapped up in each other that every time Sam entered the room it was like he was invisible. It was driving Sam crazy but it also felt like Dean was constantly rubbing his nose in it.
Sam closed his eyes and counted to ten before saying his brother's name. His patience was really beginning to run thin and they still had a whole holiday meal to get through. At least Lexi had the decency to look embarrassed when she pulled away from Dean. She was chewing on her bottom lip, her cheeks slightly pink as she looked up at Sam. She looked so cute and all Sam wanted to do was lean in and kiss her. He didn't think that would go over too well with Dean. It would probably be a lot like the time Sam took Dean's Batman toy he had got out of a happy meal and broke it. Yeah, this was going to be a long night for Sam.
“We should get inside.” Lexi stated before turning away from Sam to tug Dean's hand. “You gotta meet everybody.”
“Everybody?” Dean asked not being able to hide the panic in his voice. “Who's everybody?”
“My granny and the rest of my Mom's family.” Lexi stared up at Dean trying not to smile at his nervousness. “Remember Dean? I told you they were all gonna be here. Besides the three of us and my parents there's seven more inside.”
“SEVEN?”
“Relax, Dean, you're not on your own. You'll be fine you brought Sammy with you.”
Dean nodded while taking a deep breath. He could do this. He could pretend to be normal for a few hours. It wasn't that big of a deal. He could watch some football and use Sammy as a buffer. Sammy was much better dealing with normal things like Thanksgiving than Dean was.
She placed her hand on his arm rubbing it gently before asking, “You alright, Dean?”
Dean looked down at Lexi with a slight smile before he gave her hand a little squeeze. “Yeah, babe, I'm fine. Starving though...”
“Well, there's plenty of food laid out already. Let's go inside.”
Sam tried real hard not to roll his eyes but he couldn't help it. Seeing his big brother play the nervous boyfriend was sickening. At the moment, Sam wished they would’ve just stayed home and have their version of Thanksgiving. A bucket of extra crispy wouldn't be up to par for most people but that was the traditional Winchester Thanksgiving meal. He'd much rather be in their run down house arguing with Dean over the last chicken breast than suffering through watching Dean and Lexi with her family.
Sam found himself a spot in the corner of the living room away from everyone else to watch the game. He wasn't in the mood to be Dean's buffer. Besides, he seemed to be doing okay at the moment. Sure, Lexi's father kept giving Dean the stink eye but her grandfather and uncle seemed to like him well enough. They were talking about cars, classic cars to be exact. Dean was in his element, his eyes all lit up as he talked about restoration jobs he's worked on. He didn't need Sam as a wing man and if Sam could get away with sneaking out he would've done just that. But Sam knew there was no way Marianne Brennan was gonna let him slip out and go back to an empty house.
Sam made it through the football games and half way through dinner before he wanted to stab Dean in the face with his salad fork. He was sitting directly across from Dean which was fine until he started whispering things in Lexi's ear. If Sam was going by the look on his older brother's face and the way he kept biting down on his bottom lip, he would bet dollars to donuts that Lexi was feeling him up under the table. At this point Sam had had enough. He huffed as he aimed a kick at his older brother's shin. Dean jumped and banged his leg on the table causing everyone to stare at him. Dean cleared his throat then made some lame excuse before sending death glares Sam's way. Sam couldn't help but smile back at his brother which of course made Dean glare at him that much more. Sam didn't care though, it just made him smile even wider. He had won at least one small victory for the night.
His victory turned out to be short lived. Just when Sam thought he was about to escape the living hell he was in, he saw Dean walking out to the Impala with Lexi's over night bag. Sam hurried after Dean as he shouted, “WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING?”
Dean turned towards Sam's voice, eyebrow cocked. “Putting Lexi's bag in the car.”
“WHY?”
“Cuz she's staying at our place for the weekend.”
“Are you kidding me?” Sam snapped, his bitch face firmly in place.
“No, I'm not. Sammy since when do you have a problem with Lexi?”
“I don't have a problem with Lexi. I have a problem with YOU and Lexi.” Sam stared at Dean with wide eyes. He didn't mean to say that out loud but before he knew it the words were just tumbling out of his mouth.
Dean rubbed his chin while studying his brother. He nodded his head as he said, “I see. So, you lied about being okay with me going out with Lexi.”
“No. I was okay with it. I mean, I am okay with it.”
“Don't lie to me, Sammy.”
“I'm not. I was okay with it and now...”
Sam looked up at Dean with his puppy eyes not knowing how to explain what he was feeling. Dean shook his head as he gestured with his hands. “NO! Don't look at me like that Sammy. I'm not gonna stop seeing Lex cuz you have a thing for her. What about Paige, uh? I thought you liked her.”
“I..” Sam sighed throwing up his hands, “I did like her. I dunno anymore Dean.”
“Sammy, you're my brother so I'm just gonna tell it like it is. Lexi doesn't like you like that. She never did. It ain't gonna happen, like ever. So, you need to cut your losses and move on. And you gotta get over your issues with me being with her cuz I ain't cutting her loose. You hear me?”
“Yeah, Dean, I hear you.”
Sam shoved his hands in his pockets and stared at the ground. He wanted to be okay with Dean dating Lexi. It was the honest to God's truth. He wanted his brother to be happy but Sam wanted her too. It killed him to see them together. It killed him to see Lexi smile at Dean the way she does. Her whole face lights up with those dimples and it's like no one else is in the room with them. Sam would give anything to have her look at him that way. He had to face facts though. Lexi was never going to look at him that way. She would always think of him as her geeky friend. Somehow, Sam was going to have to accept that and move on. Sam sighed before gazing up at Dean, “I'm sorry, man. I want you to be happy Dean...”
Dean held up his hand while shaking his head, “C'mon Sammy, no chick flick moments.”
“Yeah, okay, Jerk.”
“Bitch.”
Genre: SPN Het
Pairing: Sam/ OFC, Dean/OFC (Lexi, played by Eliza Dushku)
Rating: M
Warnings/Spoilers: None
Summary: New town, new school for Sam. It's his fifth high school in three years but John promises it's going to be Sam' s last one. Dean and Sam settle into their new routine and enjoy being normal. A few months after school starts Sam meets Lexi. He could tell she was trouble the moment he laid eyes on her but it's the kind of trouble he's always wanted. Dean feels the same way about the new waitress at the diner.
*This is a prequel to Under Your Skin and Wayward Son.*
Chapter 1 Chapter 2 Chapter 3 Chapter 4 Chapter 5 Chapter 6 Chapter 7 Chapter 8 Chapter 9 Chapter 10 Chapter 11 Chapter 12 Chapter 13 Chapter 14 Chapter 15
*Disclaimer: Any recognizable characters belong to kripke. It's his sandbox, I'm just playing with his characters.* This is a prequel to Under Your Skin and Wayward Son.
Chapter 16: Disappearing Boy
“When I walk in crowded rooms I feel as if it is my doom. I know that I don't belong. In that room I see her. I see her and she's with him. I turn and then I'm gone.”
Dean sighed while fussing with his hair in an attempt to make it look messy but not like he took the time to style it. He couldn't believe they were already nearing the end of November. The year was flying by and before he would know it Lexi would be leaving for college. He didn't want to think about that at the moment. He had other things to worry about like how he was going to get through Thanksgiving dinner tonight at Lexi's house without killing her father.
In all honesty, Dean didn't want to go. He hasn't been inside the house in over a month and he's more than okay with that. He also has no problem with Lexi's mother, it's her father that he doesn't want to deal with. He'd rather gauge his eyes out with a dull knife than play nice with Joe Brennan. At least Sam was invited, he wouldn't be all alone and of course, there would be pie. Pie's always a plus in Dean's book. Still, the idea of sitting down to a holiday meal with Lexi and her extended family was making him anxious.
Sam straightened his tie and took a deep breath. He didn't know why he was so nervous. It was just dinner at his friend's house with her family and his older brother. No, Sam knew why he was nervous. It was Lexi. He couldn't get her out of his head. It was insane. Sam had a girlfriend for crying out loud. There was no reason why he should still be hung up on Lexi but he was. Right now all he could think about was how good she smelled. Which then led to that she's probably going to be wearing some kind of short dress or skirt and biting down on the full bottom lip of hers. Put all those things together and Sam Winchester was going to go crazy. To make things that much worse, he's going to have to sit there and watch while his brother gets her undivided attention. He should've just went to Paige's house for Thanksgiving but he couldn't back out on Dean this late in the game. Sam took one last look in the bathroom mirror before he headed down the hall. Sam walked into Dean's bedroom a few minutes later and eyed his brother wearily. He sighed before asking, “Is that what you're wearing, Dean?”
“Yeah, what's wrong with it?”
“I dunno, Dean. You got ripped jeans and a flannel on to meet your girlfriend's family at Thanksgiving. What do you think is wrong with it?”
“So, you're saying I should wear a shirt and tie like you, geek boy?”
“Well, it is a holiday and her whole family is gonna be there. So, if you don't want to wear a shirt and tie at least put on a pair of jeans that without holes in them and wear your maroon shirt.”
“Why my maroon shirt, Sammy?”
“Cause Lexi thinks you look hot in it.”
Dean couldn't help but smirk at his younger brother before asking, “You and Lexi talk about me a lot?”
“What? NO! I over heard her tell Paige.”
“Hmm hmmm, sure.”
“You're not funny, Dean.”
“Of course I am Sammy. I'm hilarious. Seriously though, what else does she say about me?”
“Ya know, stuff about you and what you two do...”
“Like sex stuff?
“Will you just shut up and get changed. We're gonna be late.”
Thirty minutes later Sam found himself standing on Lexi's porch while her and his older brother played tonsil hockey. Sam cleared his throat as he shifted uncomfortably. Seeing Dean make out with her was always awkward for him given the fact that he still had a major thing for Lexi. Having to stand there while they kissed and felt each other up was way worse for Sam than hearing them go at it through the bedroom wall. At least then Sam could close his eyes and imagine it was him making Lexi moan like that instead of having to see Dean's grubby hands all over her.
It seemed these days Dean's hands were always all over Lexi. Over the past month or so, Dean and Lexi had become inseparable. They were forever joined at the lips. Walking through their house was now like walking through a mine field. Sam was never sure what he was going to walk in on or what various state of undress he would find them in. They were so wrapped up in each other that every time Sam entered the room it was like he was invisible. It was driving Sam crazy but it also felt like Dean was constantly rubbing his nose in it.
Sam closed his eyes and counted to ten before saying his brother's name. His patience was really beginning to run thin and they still had a whole holiday meal to get through. At least Lexi had the decency to look embarrassed when she pulled away from Dean. She was chewing on her bottom lip, her cheeks slightly pink as she looked up at Sam. She looked so cute and all Sam wanted to do was lean in and kiss her. He didn't think that would go over too well with Dean. It would probably be a lot like the time Sam took Dean's Batman toy he had got out of a happy meal and broke it. Yeah, this was going to be a long night for Sam.
“We should get inside.” Lexi stated before turning away from Sam to tug Dean's hand. “You gotta meet everybody.”
“Everybody?” Dean asked not being able to hide the panic in his voice. “Who's everybody?”
“My granny and the rest of my Mom's family.” Lexi stared up at Dean trying not to smile at his nervousness. “Remember Dean? I told you they were all gonna be here. Besides the three of us and my parents there's seven more inside.”
“SEVEN?”
“Relax, Dean, you're not on your own. You'll be fine you brought Sammy with you.”
Dean nodded while taking a deep breath. He could do this. He could pretend to be normal for a few hours. It wasn't that big of a deal. He could watch some football and use Sammy as a buffer. Sammy was much better dealing with normal things like Thanksgiving than Dean was.
She placed her hand on his arm rubbing it gently before asking, “You alright, Dean?”
Dean looked down at Lexi with a slight smile before he gave her hand a little squeeze. “Yeah, babe, I'm fine. Starving though...”
“Well, there's plenty of food laid out already. Let's go inside.”
Sam tried real hard not to roll his eyes but he couldn't help it. Seeing his big brother play the nervous boyfriend was sickening. At the moment, Sam wished they would’ve just stayed home and have their version of Thanksgiving. A bucket of extra crispy wouldn't be up to par for most people but that was the traditional Winchester Thanksgiving meal. He'd much rather be in their run down house arguing with Dean over the last chicken breast than suffering through watching Dean and Lexi with her family.
Sam found himself a spot in the corner of the living room away from everyone else to watch the game. He wasn't in the mood to be Dean's buffer. Besides, he seemed to be doing okay at the moment. Sure, Lexi's father kept giving Dean the stink eye but her grandfather and uncle seemed to like him well enough. They were talking about cars, classic cars to be exact. Dean was in his element, his eyes all lit up as he talked about restoration jobs he's worked on. He didn't need Sam as a wing man and if Sam could get away with sneaking out he would've done just that. But Sam knew there was no way Marianne Brennan was gonna let him slip out and go back to an empty house.
Sam made it through the football games and half way through dinner before he wanted to stab Dean in the face with his salad fork. He was sitting directly across from Dean which was fine until he started whispering things in Lexi's ear. If Sam was going by the look on his older brother's face and the way he kept biting down on his bottom lip, he would bet dollars to donuts that Lexi was feeling him up under the table. At this point Sam had had enough. He huffed as he aimed a kick at his older brother's shin. Dean jumped and banged his leg on the table causing everyone to stare at him. Dean cleared his throat then made some lame excuse before sending death glares Sam's way. Sam couldn't help but smile back at his brother which of course made Dean glare at him that much more. Sam didn't care though, it just made him smile even wider. He had won at least one small victory for the night.
His victory turned out to be short lived. Just when Sam thought he was about to escape the living hell he was in, he saw Dean walking out to the Impala with Lexi's over night bag. Sam hurried after Dean as he shouted, “WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING?”
Dean turned towards Sam's voice, eyebrow cocked. “Putting Lexi's bag in the car.”
“WHY?”
“Cuz she's staying at our place for the weekend.”
“Are you kidding me?” Sam snapped, his bitch face firmly in place.
“No, I'm not. Sammy since when do you have a problem with Lexi?”
“I don't have a problem with Lexi. I have a problem with YOU and Lexi.” Sam stared at Dean with wide eyes. He didn't mean to say that out loud but before he knew it the words were just tumbling out of his mouth.
Dean rubbed his chin while studying his brother. He nodded his head as he said, “I see. So, you lied about being okay with me going out with Lexi.”
“No. I was okay with it. I mean, I am okay with it.”
“Don't lie to me, Sammy.”
“I'm not. I was okay with it and now...”
Sam looked up at Dean with his puppy eyes not knowing how to explain what he was feeling. Dean shook his head as he gestured with his hands. “NO! Don't look at me like that Sammy. I'm not gonna stop seeing Lex cuz you have a thing for her. What about Paige, uh? I thought you liked her.”
“I..” Sam sighed throwing up his hands, “I did like her. I dunno anymore Dean.”
“Sammy, you're my brother so I'm just gonna tell it like it is. Lexi doesn't like you like that. She never did. It ain't gonna happen, like ever. So, you need to cut your losses and move on. And you gotta get over your issues with me being with her cuz I ain't cutting her loose. You hear me?”
“Yeah, Dean, I hear you.”
Sam shoved his hands in his pockets and stared at the ground. He wanted to be okay with Dean dating Lexi. It was the honest to God's truth. He wanted his brother to be happy but Sam wanted her too. It killed him to see them together. It killed him to see Lexi smile at Dean the way she does. Her whole face lights up with those dimples and it's like no one else is in the room with them. Sam would give anything to have her look at him that way. He had to face facts though. Lexi was never going to look at him that way. She would always think of him as her geeky friend. Somehow, Sam was going to have to accept that and move on. Sam sighed before gazing up at Dean, “I'm sorry, man. I want you to be happy Dean...”
Dean held up his hand while shaking his head, “C'mon Sammy, no chick flick moments.”
“Yeah, okay, Jerk.”
“Bitch.”