Restless Heart Syndrome Ch 39/?
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.*
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Chapter 39: Sweet Child O’ Mine
“She's got a smile it seems to me, reminds me of childhood memories. Where everything was as fresh as the bright blue sky. Now and then when I see her face she takes me away to that special place. And if I'd stare too long, I'd probably break down and cry.”
*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!
December 15, 2004
Lexi’s parents get into town the day of her birthday and insist that they take her and Dean out to dinner. As soon as the words are out of her mouth Dean tells her no. He knows that it’s just going to be a cluster fuck like it always is. Her father will throw digs at Dean throughout the whole dinner and her mother will either gloss over them or be overly sweet to him. He doesn’t want any part of it but gives in because Lexi gives him the big, green, bambi eyes. They’re so much worse than Sam’s puppy eyes and Dean swears one of these days he’s going to learn how to not give in to them. Today isn’t that day though.
As if things couldn’t get worse, Lexi tells him that her parents are taking them to Antoine’s. Dean doesn’t bother to hide the roll of his eyes or his grumbling. Now not only does he have to sit through dinner with Joe Brennan but he’s gonna have to do it in a suit jacket. He points at Lexi saying, “I’m only doing this cuz it’s your birthday but you still owe me.”
“Uh huh and because you love me.” She teases as she stands on her toes and kisses him softly.
“Yeah, that too.”
An hour later and Lexi is standing in front of the mirror in the bedroom that she shares with Dean. This is the fourth dress she’s tried on and none of them fit right. Everything is too tight and uncomfortable. She huffs out of frustration and goes to the closet to grab her black satin dress. She steps into it and says a little prayer that it will fit.
Lexi moves to the mirror, pulls back the left side of her hair and uses one of her grandmother’s vintage art deco hair combs to hold her hair in place. She then curls the ends of her hair and calls for Dean to help zip her up. She catches a glimpse of Dean in the mirror as he walks in the bedroom. He’s wearing the black suit he bought for her winter formal with the dark purple shirt. Dean’s not wearing the tie he bought to match. He’s tieless with the top button of his dress shirt unbuttoned. Lexi sucks in a breath wondering how he can be so damn beautiful before she turns to him asking, “Can you zip me up?”
Dean licks his lips and nods. He stares down at her intently causing Lexi to blush. She turns around and moves her hair to keep it from getting caught in the zipper. Dean runs his fingertips slowly down her back before he zips her up. He leans down, his lips brushing against her ear, “You look beautiful. Lex, you sure you wanna go to dinner with your parents? We could stay here…”
“I already said we’d go…”
Dean slides his hands down to her hips and pulls her to him. He kisses and nips at her neck whispering, “I could get you outta this dress…or I can just push your panties aside and fuck you in it…”
She closes her eyes and leans into Dean. His offer is tempting but Lexi knows if they cancel she’ll never hear the end of it. With a sigh she pulls away from Dean and glances up at him. “I would much rather stay here in bed with you but I already said yes and you said you’d go with me.”
“Fine but you owe me sexual favors.”
“It’s my birthday.” Lexi smirks. “You owe ME sexual favors.”
Dean licks his lips slowly before leaning in and pressing his mouth to hers. His hands move up to cup her face, his thumb rubbing slow circles against her cheek while deepening the kiss. Lexi presses up against him opening her mouth to let his tongue slide against hers. All thoughts of dinner with her parents disappear; all she can think about is getting Dean over to the bed. She turns them around but before she can walk them over to the bed Dean pulls away and rests his forehead against hers.
Lexi gazes up into Dean's gold flecked green eyes, her whole body tingling. She’s can’t help but be amazed that one kiss from Dean can still leave her dazed and weak kneed. She exhales slowly and whispers, “Wow...God I hate you.”
Dean throws his head back and laughs. He shakes his head and interlaces their fingers saying, “No, you don’t.”
Antoine’s
Dean remembers exactly why he hates the French restaurants as he flips through Antoine’s menu. One, it’s over priced and two everything has to be so damn fancy. He can’t even pronounce half of the appetizers, never mind the entrees.
He watches Lexi as she quickly deflects her mother’s questions about what appetizer they should order for the table. The whole appetizer list is oysters, snails and shrimp, which with Lexi being pregnant she can’t have. When her mother says, ‘But you love oysters.’ Lexi just smiles and tells her she’s getting over a stomach bug and orders the onion soup for her and Dean instead. It’s not until Lexi declines a glass of wine and asks the waiter for a glass of ice water that her mother becomes suspicious.
Marianne Brennan watches her daughter closely through the rest of the meal. She notices that Lexi’s face is a fuller and she appears to have put on some weight. Lexi also hasn’t eaten one bite of seafood, even though she loves it, and for dinner she ordered the chicken breast with sautéed mushrooms. She also took notice when Dean offered her a piece of his prime rib but declined saying to it was too rare. Marianne knows damn well that is exactly how her daughter likes her steak, the bloodier the better.
It isn’t until they order dessert that her suspicions are confirmed. Lexi declines her favorite dessert, cerises jubilee, and orders a piece of the chocolate layer cake and another glass of water. Dean on the other hand, orders a whiskey neat and bread pudding. When he asks Lexi if she wants some she shakes her head no and says, ‘It’s soaked in rum sauce.’
“You’re pregnant, aren’t you?” Marianne directs at her daughter.
Lexi immediately looks at Dean then back to her as she chews on her bottom lip. That’s all the confirmation Marianne needs but it’s not her daughter that answers. Dean moves closer to Lexi, intertwines their fingers, and sits straighter in his chair. He nods sharply, his eyes darting to Lexi as he says, “Yeah, she is.”
“What?!?” Her father snaps and glares at Dean.
Lexi looks down at the table and quietly says, “Can we not do this here?”
“When were, you planning on telling us?” Her father asks harshly.
“I’m not doing this here. We’re going to Granny’s. She asked us to come over after dinner.” Lexi stands up, grabs her purse and motions for Dean to follow her as she leaves the table.
Dean hesitates and glares at Joe Brennan before leaving saying, “And you say I’m the asshole.”
*~*~*
As soon as they walk in the front door Lexi’s Granny Estelle wants to know what’s wrong. Dean is about to say nothing when Lexi spills everything to her. Estelle’s eyes dart back and forth between them before she settles on Dean and smiles.
“I’m going to be a Great Grandma. C’mere and hug me my sweet boy.” She hugs Dean tight and as she lets go she asks, “Joe was being an asshole about it, wasn’t he?”
“Nothing new there.” Dean replies with a shrug of his shoulders. “He’s never liked me. He never will.”
“Doesn’t matter what he thinks. I’ll help you two however I can. I have this big house all to myself. You two can move in here once the baby comes if you need to.”
“Granny,” Lexi smiles, “that’s very sweet of you but we have our own place.”
“I’m aware but who’s gonna watch after the little one while Dean’s working and you’re in class?”
“We haven’t gotten that far, Granny…”
“Estelle, we can’t ask you to do that…” Dean protests.
“Please, you two ain’t asking. I’m offering.” Estelle points at Lexi and states, “You’re finishing school and you’re going to Med School and I’m watching that child so you can.”
An Hour Later
Dean stands on the porch leaning against the railing as he listens to the noise of the neighborhood. He needs to escape just for a minute. Everything inside the house is making him feel trapped. So much has happened in the past few days. Everything is changing and he’s okay with that. His father though, is a different story.
Dean really thought John Winchester was going to drive down to New Orleans and kill him with his bare hands. His father didn’t even bother to hide his anger when Dean told him he was going to be a grandfather. Most people would’ve been thrilled to get that news but not John. No, his father is angry and disappointed that Dean’s getting out of hunting to live a normal life.
Dean glances at the bottle of beer he’s holding and sighs. He can do this. He knows he can because deep down this is what he really wants. He wants a life with Lexi and all the normal things that come with that.
“The party’s inside. What are you doing out here?”
Dean turns to see Lexi standing in front of the door. He attempts a smile but fails and says, “Thinking…”
“Looks more like worrying to me.” Lexi whispers and walks towards him. She places her hand over his and squeezes. “You know we’re going to be fine.”
“Is that before or after your father cuts my balls off?”
“Don’t worry about my father. How long have we been together now?”
Dean looks up squinting his eyes as he does the math in his head, “Shit going on five years but I didn’t mean to…”
“Knock me up.” Lexi finishes for him with a smirk.
“Yeah.”
“Shit happens Dean. I knew you’d step up.”
Dean sighs then peers down at Lexi, his eyes searching her face. He raises his eyebrow and asks, “What made you so sure?”
Lexi shrugs, wraps her arms around his waist and snuggles into Dean’s side. “Despite all your effort to hide it, I know that you’re a good guy. I knew it when we first met. Do you love me?”
“Yeah, you know I do, more than anything. You’re it for me…” He replies quietly.
“Then that’s all that matters. The rest of the world can go to hell.”
Dean hears the words she says clearly and nods but he can’t help but feel responsible. He was careless. He knew better but it was just too easy to be irresponsible and it felt too good. After the first few times they didn’t use protection he stopped worrying about knocking Lexi up. She was on the pill he told himself, they’re fine. And the fact that month after month of dodging the bullet turned into years made it even easier. He eventually stopped buying condoms. He can’t even remember the last time they used one. But now as she looks up at him with those big, green eyes, all he can think about is how he fucked up. Doesn’t matter how much he really wants this with her. Doesn’t matter that she’s the only girl he’s ever loved. All Dean knows is that he’s scared shitless and he’s fucked everything up again.
Dean slips his arm around her waist and pulls her closer. He presses a kiss into her hair and then rests his head against hers saying, “This isn’t how I wanted you to spend your birthday.”
“Not your fault my dad’s an asshole. You know he’s really just pissed off that you proved him wrong.”
“What do mean, Lex?”
“It’s been almost five years and we’re still together. And he HATES that. He hates that he was wrong about you.”
“Yeah, well, I ain’t going anywhere.”
“Good.” She whispers and presses herself as close to Dean as she can. “I’d just hunt you down anyway.”
“Oh, really? You’d think you could find me cuz when I disappear, I disappear.”
Lexi glances up at Dean smirking, “I know I’d find you because I’m stubborn. I wouldn’t stop looking until I found you.”
Dean chuckles at that and then pulls her into a hug. He holds her close, one hand on the small of her back, the other cradling her head. She feels so small in his arms but he’s always liked that Lexi is so much smaller than him. Dean loves that she only comes up to the middle of his chest especially when she has her face pressed against him. And he loves that she must stand on her toes to kiss him and that even in heels she only comes up to his shoulder. And her hands, he loves how small her hand looks in his. Lexi’s smile, now there’s another thing that he loves. God how Dean loves her smile, especially when she’s smiling at him with her dimples on full display. It makes him forget all the bad shit he’s seen and been through. These things just make him want to protect her and keep her safe that much more. It’s not because Dean thinks Lexi is fragile. No, he knows she’s not fragile. He wants to protect her because he is not going to lose someone he loves this much ever again.
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 Chapter 32 Chapter 33 Chapter 34 Chapter 35 Chapter 36 Chapter 37 Chapter 38
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Chapter 39: Sweet Child O’ Mine
“She's got a smile it seems to me, reminds me of childhood memories. Where everything was as fresh as the bright blue sky. Now and then when I see her face she takes me away to that special place. And if I'd stare too long, I'd probably break down and cry.”
*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!
December 15, 2004
Lexi’s parents get into town the day of her birthday and insist that they take her and Dean out to dinner. As soon as the words are out of her mouth Dean tells her no. He knows that it’s just going to be a cluster fuck like it always is. Her father will throw digs at Dean throughout the whole dinner and her mother will either gloss over them or be overly sweet to him. He doesn’t want any part of it but gives in because Lexi gives him the big, green, bambi eyes. They’re so much worse than Sam’s puppy eyes and Dean swears one of these days he’s going to learn how to not give in to them. Today isn’t that day though.
As if things couldn’t get worse, Lexi tells him that her parents are taking them to Antoine’s. Dean doesn’t bother to hide the roll of his eyes or his grumbling. Now not only does he have to sit through dinner with Joe Brennan but he’s gonna have to do it in a suit jacket. He points at Lexi saying, “I’m only doing this cuz it’s your birthday but you still owe me.”
“Uh huh and because you love me.” She teases as she stands on her toes and kisses him softly.
“Yeah, that too.”
An hour later and Lexi is standing in front of the mirror in the bedroom that she shares with Dean. This is the fourth dress she’s tried on and none of them fit right. Everything is too tight and uncomfortable. She huffs out of frustration and goes to the closet to grab her black satin dress. She steps into it and says a little prayer that it will fit.
Lexi moves to the mirror, pulls back the left side of her hair and uses one of her grandmother’s vintage art deco hair combs to hold her hair in place. She then curls the ends of her hair and calls for Dean to help zip her up. She catches a glimpse of Dean in the mirror as he walks in the bedroom. He’s wearing the black suit he bought for her winter formal with the dark purple shirt. Dean’s not wearing the tie he bought to match. He’s tieless with the top button of his dress shirt unbuttoned. Lexi sucks in a breath wondering how he can be so damn beautiful before she turns to him asking, “Can you zip me up?”
Dean licks his lips and nods. He stares down at her intently causing Lexi to blush. She turns around and moves her hair to keep it from getting caught in the zipper. Dean runs his fingertips slowly down her back before he zips her up. He leans down, his lips brushing against her ear, “You look beautiful. Lex, you sure you wanna go to dinner with your parents? We could stay here…”
“I already said we’d go…”
Dean slides his hands down to her hips and pulls her to him. He kisses and nips at her neck whispering, “I could get you outta this dress…or I can just push your panties aside and fuck you in it…”
She closes her eyes and leans into Dean. His offer is tempting but Lexi knows if they cancel she’ll never hear the end of it. With a sigh she pulls away from Dean and glances up at him. “I would much rather stay here in bed with you but I already said yes and you said you’d go with me.”
“Fine but you owe me sexual favors.”
“It’s my birthday.” Lexi smirks. “You owe ME sexual favors.”
Dean licks his lips slowly before leaning in and pressing his mouth to hers. His hands move up to cup her face, his thumb rubbing slow circles against her cheek while deepening the kiss. Lexi presses up against him opening her mouth to let his tongue slide against hers. All thoughts of dinner with her parents disappear; all she can think about is getting Dean over to the bed. She turns them around but before she can walk them over to the bed Dean pulls away and rests his forehead against hers.
Lexi gazes up into Dean's gold flecked green eyes, her whole body tingling. She’s can’t help but be amazed that one kiss from Dean can still leave her dazed and weak kneed. She exhales slowly and whispers, “Wow...God I hate you.”
Dean throws his head back and laughs. He shakes his head and interlaces their fingers saying, “No, you don’t.”
Antoine’s
Dean remembers exactly why he hates the French restaurants as he flips through Antoine’s menu. One, it’s over priced and two everything has to be so damn fancy. He can’t even pronounce half of the appetizers, never mind the entrees.
He watches Lexi as she quickly deflects her mother’s questions about what appetizer they should order for the table. The whole appetizer list is oysters, snails and shrimp, which with Lexi being pregnant she can’t have. When her mother says, ‘But you love oysters.’ Lexi just smiles and tells her she’s getting over a stomach bug and orders the onion soup for her and Dean instead. It’s not until Lexi declines a glass of wine and asks the waiter for a glass of ice water that her mother becomes suspicious.
Marianne Brennan watches her daughter closely through the rest of the meal. She notices that Lexi’s face is a fuller and she appears to have put on some weight. Lexi also hasn’t eaten one bite of seafood, even though she loves it, and for dinner she ordered the chicken breast with sautéed mushrooms. She also took notice when Dean offered her a piece of his prime rib but declined saying to it was too rare. Marianne knows damn well that is exactly how her daughter likes her steak, the bloodier the better.
It isn’t until they order dessert that her suspicions are confirmed. Lexi declines her favorite dessert, cerises jubilee, and orders a piece of the chocolate layer cake and another glass of water. Dean on the other hand, orders a whiskey neat and bread pudding. When he asks Lexi if she wants some she shakes her head no and says, ‘It’s soaked in rum sauce.’
“You’re pregnant, aren’t you?” Marianne directs at her daughter.
Lexi immediately looks at Dean then back to her as she chews on her bottom lip. That’s all the confirmation Marianne needs but it’s not her daughter that answers. Dean moves closer to Lexi, intertwines their fingers, and sits straighter in his chair. He nods sharply, his eyes darting to Lexi as he says, “Yeah, she is.”
“What?!?” Her father snaps and glares at Dean.
Lexi looks down at the table and quietly says, “Can we not do this here?”
“When were, you planning on telling us?” Her father asks harshly.
“I’m not doing this here. We’re going to Granny’s. She asked us to come over after dinner.” Lexi stands up, grabs her purse and motions for Dean to follow her as she leaves the table.
Dean hesitates and glares at Joe Brennan before leaving saying, “And you say I’m the asshole.”
*~*~*
As soon as they walk in the front door Lexi’s Granny Estelle wants to know what’s wrong. Dean is about to say nothing when Lexi spills everything to her. Estelle’s eyes dart back and forth between them before she settles on Dean and smiles.
“I’m going to be a Great Grandma. C’mere and hug me my sweet boy.” She hugs Dean tight and as she lets go she asks, “Joe was being an asshole about it, wasn’t he?”
“Nothing new there.” Dean replies with a shrug of his shoulders. “He’s never liked me. He never will.”
“Doesn’t matter what he thinks. I’ll help you two however I can. I have this big house all to myself. You two can move in here once the baby comes if you need to.”
“Granny,” Lexi smiles, “that’s very sweet of you but we have our own place.”
“I’m aware but who’s gonna watch after the little one while Dean’s working and you’re in class?”
“We haven’t gotten that far, Granny…”
“Estelle, we can’t ask you to do that…” Dean protests.
“Please, you two ain’t asking. I’m offering.” Estelle points at Lexi and states, “You’re finishing school and you’re going to Med School and I’m watching that child so you can.”
An Hour Later
Dean stands on the porch leaning against the railing as he listens to the noise of the neighborhood. He needs to escape just for a minute. Everything inside the house is making him feel trapped. So much has happened in the past few days. Everything is changing and he’s okay with that. His father though, is a different story.
Dean really thought John Winchester was going to drive down to New Orleans and kill him with his bare hands. His father didn’t even bother to hide his anger when Dean told him he was going to be a grandfather. Most people would’ve been thrilled to get that news but not John. No, his father is angry and disappointed that Dean’s getting out of hunting to live a normal life.
Dean glances at the bottle of beer he’s holding and sighs. He can do this. He knows he can because deep down this is what he really wants. He wants a life with Lexi and all the normal things that come with that.
“The party’s inside. What are you doing out here?”
Dean turns to see Lexi standing in front of the door. He attempts a smile but fails and says, “Thinking…”
“Looks more like worrying to me.” Lexi whispers and walks towards him. She places her hand over his and squeezes. “You know we’re going to be fine.”
“Is that before or after your father cuts my balls off?”
“Don’t worry about my father. How long have we been together now?”
Dean looks up squinting his eyes as he does the math in his head, “Shit going on five years but I didn’t mean to…”
“Knock me up.” Lexi finishes for him with a smirk.
“Yeah.”
“Shit happens Dean. I knew you’d step up.”
Dean sighs then peers down at Lexi, his eyes searching her face. He raises his eyebrow and asks, “What made you so sure?”
Lexi shrugs, wraps her arms around his waist and snuggles into Dean’s side. “Despite all your effort to hide it, I know that you’re a good guy. I knew it when we first met. Do you love me?”
“Yeah, you know I do, more than anything. You’re it for me…” He replies quietly.
“Then that’s all that matters. The rest of the world can go to hell.”
Dean hears the words she says clearly and nods but he can’t help but feel responsible. He was careless. He knew better but it was just too easy to be irresponsible and it felt too good. After the first few times they didn’t use protection he stopped worrying about knocking Lexi up. She was on the pill he told himself, they’re fine. And the fact that month after month of dodging the bullet turned into years made it even easier. He eventually stopped buying condoms. He can’t even remember the last time they used one. But now as she looks up at him with those big, green eyes, all he can think about is how he fucked up. Doesn’t matter how much he really wants this with her. Doesn’t matter that she’s the only girl he’s ever loved. All Dean knows is that he’s scared shitless and he’s fucked everything up again.
Dean slips his arm around her waist and pulls her closer. He presses a kiss into her hair and then rests his head against hers saying, “This isn’t how I wanted you to spend your birthday.”
“Not your fault my dad’s an asshole. You know he’s really just pissed off that you proved him wrong.”
“What do mean, Lex?”
“It’s been almost five years and we’re still together. And he HATES that. He hates that he was wrong about you.”
“Yeah, well, I ain’t going anywhere.”
“Good.” She whispers and presses herself as close to Dean as she can. “I’d just hunt you down anyway.”
“Oh, really? You’d think you could find me cuz when I disappear, I disappear.”
Lexi glances up at Dean smirking, “I know I’d find you because I’m stubborn. I wouldn’t stop looking until I found you.”
Dean chuckles at that and then pulls her into a hug. He holds her close, one hand on the small of her back, the other cradling her head. She feels so small in his arms but he’s always liked that Lexi is so much smaller than him. Dean loves that she only comes up to the middle of his chest especially when she has her face pressed against him. And he loves that she must stand on her toes to kiss him and that even in heels she only comes up to his shoulder. And her hands, he loves how small her hand looks in his. Lexi’s smile, now there’s another thing that he loves. God how Dean loves her smile, especially when she’s smiling at him with her dimples on full display. It makes him forget all the bad shit he’s seen and been through. These things just make him want to protect her and keep her safe that much more. It’s not because Dean thinks Lexi is fragile. No, he knows she’s not fragile. He wants to protect her because he is not going to lose someone he loves this much ever again.