Restless Heart Syndrome Ch 32/?
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 Chapter 16 Chapter 17 Chapter 18 Chapter 19 Chapter 20 Chapter 21 Chapter 22 Chapter 23 Chapter 24 Chapter 25 Chapter 26 Chapter 27 Chapter 28 Chapter 29 Chapter 30 Chapter 31
Or on AO3
Chapter 32: Waking Up in Vegas
*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. I hope you like it! Please review!
“Why are these lights so bright? Oh, did we get hitched last night dressed up like Elvis? Why am I wearing your class ring? Don't call your mother 'cause now we're partners in crime.”
March 23, 2002
Dean blinked and sat up, his eyes sweeping across the bedroom. There was a bouquet of flowers on the floor along with the clothes they both wore yesterday and something white. Dean's eyes widened. It appeared to be a veil. Next to it a piece of paper. He closed his eyes trying to recall the events of last night but all he could remember was going down to the casino. He had played some poker and then him and Lexi played craps. They were winning and drinking a lot. Dean opened his eyes and looked down at his left hand. Sure enough, there was a gold band on his left finger that matched the one Lexi was now wearing.
Dean rubbed his temples as he tried to remember the events of the night before. What did they do after playing craps? Did they leave the casino? He ran a hand down his face and sighed before looking over at the night stand. There was an open condom wrapper laying besides the lamp. They must've had sex last night. No, they did have sex last night. Dean glanced over at Lexi with a smirk. Yes, they definitely did the deed last night. He remembered that clearly. Dean recalled them stumbling back into the room sometime around one thirty. They were all over each other. It was all hands, lips and teeth. Then Lexi had pushed him onto the bed and straddled him. Dean closed his eyes remembering how her hair fell against his face while she kissed him, her nails raking down his sides.
Dean got out of bed and made his way across the room. He stared down at the items that were scattered on the floor. There was indeed a veil, some Polaroid pictures and what appeared to be a marriage certificate. He grabbed the paper swallowing hard as he read it. He couldn't believe what he was seeing. There was no way. Him and Lexi did not go down to some cheesy wedding chapel and get hitched. It didn't happen. He would remember something like that! But he was holding the evidence in his hand, it had a seal and everything. Dean was now officially freaking out.
He sat on the floor and gathered the pictures in his hands. He went through them one by one. Dean took his time studying them in hopes of jogging his memory. It was no use. He still couldn’t remember parts of last night. Dean looked over at the bed and swallowed hard. He felt sick to his stomach. This wasn’t how he pictured him and Lexi getting hitched. Hell, Dean wasn’t even sure if he wanted to get married. He was torn over it. There was a part of him that wanted to settle down with Lexi and live an apple pie life. But Dean knew with the life he lived happily ever after with Lexi was only a dream. That’s why he always avoided or changed the subject whenever she brought it up.
Dean stared down at his left hand and took a deep breath. If he was completely honest with himself, he wanted this. He wanted this more than anything. He wanted a home, a family, a life of his own. And Dean wanted all of this with Lexi. He put the marriage certificate back on the floor and stood up. He turned, his eyes landing on Lexi before he made his way over to her.
He sat down on the bed as he ran his fingertips down Lexi’s back. She rolled over blinking up at Dean as she yawned.
“Mornin’.” She whispered with a small smile tugging at the corners of her mouth. Her eyes searched Dean’s face, her smile fading at what she saw there. “Dean, what’s wrong?”
“Lexi, I don’t know how to…”
“Dean what’s…” Dean took Lexi’s left hand and held it up before lifting his own left hand. She gasped her green eyes wide as she stared at him. “Did we?”
“Yeah, we did.”
“Oh shit. Oh shit. Oh shit.” Lexi sat up suddenly. Her heart was hammering in her chest, she couldn’t breathe. She gasped and looked at Dean as her panic engulfed her. “We…my parents…”
“Shit.” Dean cupped Lexi’s face in his hands saying gently, “It’s ok baby. Everything’s gonna be ok. Just breathe. C’mon Lex, deep breaths.”
“My parents…”
“Don’t worry about them. Breathe.” Dean said softly before pulling Lexi into his arms. He ran his hands up and down her back until he felt her breathing return to normal. He pulled back slightly then pressed a soft kiss to her cheek.
“Dean, this isn’t how I wanted…” Lexi trailed off her eyes filled with tears.
“I know Lexi. This isn’t how I thought we’d get hitched either.”
“My parents are going to kill me!”
“Shh. Don’t worry about them right now. Relax and we’ll fix this. I promise.”
“It’s just…I didn’t want…I don’t remember.”
“I know baby.” Dean ran a hand down his face then sighed. “I’m sorry Lexi.”
“Do you remember getting married last night?” She asked trying to keep her panic at bay.
Dean shook his head no before standing up. He walked to the window, pulled opened the curtains and leaned his forehead against the glass. Dean stared down at the strip wondering how he had managed to fuck things up so royally in only a few hours.
He wasn’t sure how long he was standing at the window before he felt Lexi wrap her arms around his waist. She was tight against him, her cheek pressed to his back. Dean let out a breath he didn’t realize he was holding until he felt Lexi behind him.
“Dean, it’s not your fault.” She whispered.
“Maybe, maybe not. But if I didn’t take you down to the casino last night we wouldn’t have gotten trashed and we wouldn’t have gotten hitched.”
Lexi pulled away from Dean squeezing between him and the window. She reached up resting her hand against his cheek saying firmly. “It’s not your fault. We are both to blame. So Dean don’t blame yourself. It’s not all on you.”
Dean sighed then he wrapped his arms around her. He pulled her close, rested his chin on her head and closed his eyes. He couldn’t help but wonder why he always fucked things up. Maybe it was the universe’s way of telling him to come to grips with reality. He wasn’t Joe Schmoo who works nine to five. He was Dean Winchester who slit throats and hunted the things that go bump in the night. He’d never be able to give Lexi the house and the 2.5 kids, it just wasn’t in the cards for them. And the sooner he accepted that, the better off the two of them would be.
Later That Day
Jackie was on a mission. It was a simple one. It was to find Sam and have him end this prank war with Dean. At first she thought it was funny but now it had gotten too serious for her liking. Sam had crossed the line whether he realized it or not. There was nothing funny about her best friend having panic attacks and thinking her parents were going to disown her.
Jackie found Sam easily enough. He was stretched out on a lounge chair by the pool with a drink in one hand and a book in another. She took the empty chair next to Sam shaking her head at him.
“What?” He asked with a raised eyebrow.
“You know what Sam.” Jackie snapped snatching his book out of his hand and hitting him with it. “I thought you were letting Lexi in on the prank.”
Sam eyes widened while he dodged Jackie’s blow as she swung the book a second time. “I was but then I thought she’d probably give the prank away too soon.”
“You realize Lexi’s all upset now right? She’s freaking out.”
“She’ll be fine.” He shrugged slightly.
“No she won’t Sam! Dean said she’s had two panic attacks already and now they’re huddled together in a corner booth trying to figure out what to do. You need to tell them it’s a prank.”
“Not yet.”
“Sammy, if you don’t I will.” Jackie threatened him with another smack of his book. “And you realize the longer you drag this out the more pissed off your brother is going to be. He’s not going to be pissed about you doing it to him, he’s gonna kick your ass because you dragged Lexi into your prank war.”
“Don’t forget Jackie, you helped me.”
“I forged a signature. The rest was all you Sam.”
“Fine, I’ll tell them.”
Sam took a deep breath before sliding into the booth across from Dean and Lexi. He figured it would be better to come clean in public since Dean would be less likely to kill him in front of so many witnesses. Dean glanced at him from across the table his normally mischievous eyes looking troubled. Sam suddenly felt a pang of guilt. Jackie was right this prank had gone way too far. He shifted in his seat saying, “Dean, I have to tell you guys something.”
“Can it wait Sammy?” Dean asked as he put his arm around Lexi’s shoulders. “Now’s not the best time.”
“Um, Dean. Shit. I’m just gonna come out and tell you. You two aren’t really married. I faked the whole thing. It’s a prank.”
Sam held his breath as his older brother stared him down. He watched the emotions flash across Dean’s face while he waited for the implosion. Dean glanced at Lexi then back at Sam attempting to keep his anger in check. All he wanted to do was throttle his younger brother at the moment. He tried to keep calm, he really did but all he could think about was how this whole thing had upset Lexi.
“Sammy,” Dean growled, his arm dropping from Lexi’s shoulders. He clenched his fists glaring at Sam. “get out of my sight before I kill you.”
Sam didn’t need to be told twice. He knew by the look in his older brother’s eyes that he was dead meat. He got out of the booth as quickly as possible to make his escape but he paused before fleeing. He turned glancing at Dean and Lexi then said, “I’m sorry, I…”
“Leave, Sammy.” Dean ground out clenching his hands.
Here are the pics and marriage certificate that Dean found on the floor.
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 Chapter 16 Chapter 17 Chapter 18 Chapter 19 Chapter 20 Chapter 21 Chapter 22 Chapter 23 Chapter 24 Chapter 25 Chapter 26 Chapter 27 Chapter 28 Chapter 29 Chapter 30 Chapter 31
Or on AO3
Chapter 32: Waking Up in Vegas
*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. I hope you like it! Please review!
“Why are these lights so bright? Oh, did we get hitched last night dressed up like Elvis? Why am I wearing your class ring? Don't call your mother 'cause now we're partners in crime.”
March 23, 2002
Dean blinked and sat up, his eyes sweeping across the bedroom. There was a bouquet of flowers on the floor along with the clothes they both wore yesterday and something white. Dean's eyes widened. It appeared to be a veil. Next to it a piece of paper. He closed his eyes trying to recall the events of last night but all he could remember was going down to the casino. He had played some poker and then him and Lexi played craps. They were winning and drinking a lot. Dean opened his eyes and looked down at his left hand. Sure enough, there was a gold band on his left finger that matched the one Lexi was now wearing.
Dean rubbed his temples as he tried to remember the events of the night before. What did they do after playing craps? Did they leave the casino? He ran a hand down his face and sighed before looking over at the night stand. There was an open condom wrapper laying besides the lamp. They must've had sex last night. No, they did have sex last night. Dean glanced over at Lexi with a smirk. Yes, they definitely did the deed last night. He remembered that clearly. Dean recalled them stumbling back into the room sometime around one thirty. They were all over each other. It was all hands, lips and teeth. Then Lexi had pushed him onto the bed and straddled him. Dean closed his eyes remembering how her hair fell against his face while she kissed him, her nails raking down his sides.
Dean got out of bed and made his way across the room. He stared down at the items that were scattered on the floor. There was indeed a veil, some Polaroid pictures and what appeared to be a marriage certificate. He grabbed the paper swallowing hard as he read it. He couldn't believe what he was seeing. There was no way. Him and Lexi did not go down to some cheesy wedding chapel and get hitched. It didn't happen. He would remember something like that! But he was holding the evidence in his hand, it had a seal and everything. Dean was now officially freaking out.
He sat on the floor and gathered the pictures in his hands. He went through them one by one. Dean took his time studying them in hopes of jogging his memory. It was no use. He still couldn’t remember parts of last night. Dean looked over at the bed and swallowed hard. He felt sick to his stomach. This wasn’t how he pictured him and Lexi getting hitched. Hell, Dean wasn’t even sure if he wanted to get married. He was torn over it. There was a part of him that wanted to settle down with Lexi and live an apple pie life. But Dean knew with the life he lived happily ever after with Lexi was only a dream. That’s why he always avoided or changed the subject whenever she brought it up.
Dean stared down at his left hand and took a deep breath. If he was completely honest with himself, he wanted this. He wanted this more than anything. He wanted a home, a family, a life of his own. And Dean wanted all of this with Lexi. He put the marriage certificate back on the floor and stood up. He turned, his eyes landing on Lexi before he made his way over to her.
He sat down on the bed as he ran his fingertips down Lexi’s back. She rolled over blinking up at Dean as she yawned.
“Mornin’.” She whispered with a small smile tugging at the corners of her mouth. Her eyes searched Dean’s face, her smile fading at what she saw there. “Dean, what’s wrong?”
“Lexi, I don’t know how to…”
“Dean what’s…” Dean took Lexi’s left hand and held it up before lifting his own left hand. She gasped her green eyes wide as she stared at him. “Did we?”
“Yeah, we did.”
“Oh shit. Oh shit. Oh shit.” Lexi sat up suddenly. Her heart was hammering in her chest, she couldn’t breathe. She gasped and looked at Dean as her panic engulfed her. “We…my parents…”
“Shit.” Dean cupped Lexi’s face in his hands saying gently, “It’s ok baby. Everything’s gonna be ok. Just breathe. C’mon Lex, deep breaths.”
“My parents…”
“Don’t worry about them. Breathe.” Dean said softly before pulling Lexi into his arms. He ran his hands up and down her back until he felt her breathing return to normal. He pulled back slightly then pressed a soft kiss to her cheek.
“Dean, this isn’t how I wanted…” Lexi trailed off her eyes filled with tears.
“I know Lexi. This isn’t how I thought we’d get hitched either.”
“My parents are going to kill me!”
“Shh. Don’t worry about them right now. Relax and we’ll fix this. I promise.”
“It’s just…I didn’t want…I don’t remember.”
“I know baby.” Dean ran a hand down his face then sighed. “I’m sorry Lexi.”
“Do you remember getting married last night?” She asked trying to keep her panic at bay.
Dean shook his head no before standing up. He walked to the window, pulled opened the curtains and leaned his forehead against the glass. Dean stared down at the strip wondering how he had managed to fuck things up so royally in only a few hours.
He wasn’t sure how long he was standing at the window before he felt Lexi wrap her arms around his waist. She was tight against him, her cheek pressed to his back. Dean let out a breath he didn’t realize he was holding until he felt Lexi behind him.
“Dean, it’s not your fault.” She whispered.
“Maybe, maybe not. But if I didn’t take you down to the casino last night we wouldn’t have gotten trashed and we wouldn’t have gotten hitched.”
Lexi pulled away from Dean squeezing between him and the window. She reached up resting her hand against his cheek saying firmly. “It’s not your fault. We are both to blame. So Dean don’t blame yourself. It’s not all on you.”
Dean sighed then he wrapped his arms around her. He pulled her close, rested his chin on her head and closed his eyes. He couldn’t help but wonder why he always fucked things up. Maybe it was the universe’s way of telling him to come to grips with reality. He wasn’t Joe Schmoo who works nine to five. He was Dean Winchester who slit throats and hunted the things that go bump in the night. He’d never be able to give Lexi the house and the 2.5 kids, it just wasn’t in the cards for them. And the sooner he accepted that, the better off the two of them would be.
Later That Day
Jackie was on a mission. It was a simple one. It was to find Sam and have him end this prank war with Dean. At first she thought it was funny but now it had gotten too serious for her liking. Sam had crossed the line whether he realized it or not. There was nothing funny about her best friend having panic attacks and thinking her parents were going to disown her.
Jackie found Sam easily enough. He was stretched out on a lounge chair by the pool with a drink in one hand and a book in another. She took the empty chair next to Sam shaking her head at him.
“What?” He asked with a raised eyebrow.
“You know what Sam.” Jackie snapped snatching his book out of his hand and hitting him with it. “I thought you were letting Lexi in on the prank.”
Sam eyes widened while he dodged Jackie’s blow as she swung the book a second time. “I was but then I thought she’d probably give the prank away too soon.”
“You realize Lexi’s all upset now right? She’s freaking out.”
“She’ll be fine.” He shrugged slightly.
“No she won’t Sam! Dean said she’s had two panic attacks already and now they’re huddled together in a corner booth trying to figure out what to do. You need to tell them it’s a prank.”
“Not yet.”
“Sammy, if you don’t I will.” Jackie threatened him with another smack of his book. “And you realize the longer you drag this out the more pissed off your brother is going to be. He’s not going to be pissed about you doing it to him, he’s gonna kick your ass because you dragged Lexi into your prank war.”
“Don’t forget Jackie, you helped me.”
“I forged a signature. The rest was all you Sam.”
“Fine, I’ll tell them.”
Sam took a deep breath before sliding into the booth across from Dean and Lexi. He figured it would be better to come clean in public since Dean would be less likely to kill him in front of so many witnesses. Dean glanced at him from across the table his normally mischievous eyes looking troubled. Sam suddenly felt a pang of guilt. Jackie was right this prank had gone way too far. He shifted in his seat saying, “Dean, I have to tell you guys something.”
“Can it wait Sammy?” Dean asked as he put his arm around Lexi’s shoulders. “Now’s not the best time.”
“Um, Dean. Shit. I’m just gonna come out and tell you. You two aren’t really married. I faked the whole thing. It’s a prank.”
Sam held his breath as his older brother stared him down. He watched the emotions flash across Dean’s face while he waited for the implosion. Dean glanced at Lexi then back at Sam attempting to keep his anger in check. All he wanted to do was throttle his younger brother at the moment. He tried to keep calm, he really did but all he could think about was how this whole thing had upset Lexi.
“Sammy,” Dean growled, his arm dropping from Lexi’s shoulders. He clenched his fists glaring at Sam. “get out of my sight before I kill you.”
Sam didn’t need to be told twice. He knew by the look in his older brother’s eyes that he was dead meat. He got out of the booth as quickly as possible to make his escape but he paused before fleeing. He turned glancing at Dean and Lexi then said, “I’m sorry, I…”
“Leave, Sammy.” Dean ground out clenching his hands.
Here are the pics and marriage certificate that Dean found on the floor.