Date: January 11, 2009
Title: Home All Bloody
Author: Soccer-Bitch
Chapter: 1 of?
Rating: M
Pairings: Dean Winchester/Kayden Scott
Warnings: Some Strong Language, Sexual Situations
Feedback: All opinions are welcome!
Disclaimer: I own Kayden Scott and any other characters that I make up as this story progresses. Everything else does not belong to me!
Summary: A past lover visits on her door step, asking her about her bloody past. Kayden Stone gets swept up in the spooky supernatural of her old family home as well as a past love in one of the Winchester Boys. What do the walls hide about her past? Dean/OC
Thanks: Pup-of-Power for helping me with everything with this story and also Brown-Eyed-Girl 75. Both of you are the best help I could ask for!
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Kayden Scott was a seventeen year old orphan living with her grandparents in Little Rock, Arkansas and had been for seven years. The subject of her parents' death was a very sore subject to her. She had been visiting her Grandmother and Grandfather when they got the call. They were murdered. The police said that they had been dead several days before they were found. Apparently the smell brought the neighbor over to check things out. Her screams of horror and shock caused the rest of the street over. In the living room, sprayed with their congealing blood, lay her mother and father, cuts all over them. The coroner ruled that the last cut, the slice across their throats was the official cause of death. She had also said that the slices indicated that a barber's blade was used and that the cut on their necks caused them to drown, choking on their own blood. They never caught who killed them. Although several people had their suspicions of what happened. For Kayden, it was hard not knowing what happened, but she knew one day, eventually, she would get her answers.
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Sitting on the cement steps, Kayden stared at the world, chin resting in her hand. Her long brown locks stirred lightly in the breeze, whipping across her milky white face. Long delicate fingers brushed irritably at them, pushing the annoying strands behind her ear. Expressive brown eyes peered down the street, waiting to hear the rumbling roar of her boyfriend's car. Pressing her lush rose colored lips together, she changed hands and once again rested her slightly square jaw in her other palm. The throaty roar she was expecting heralded his arrival as Kayden's eyes lit up, taking in the sleek black paint of his 67' Chevy Impala. Standing up, she waited for the car to turn into her drive and pull to a stop. The door creaked open, revealing a tall muscular male as he exited the vehicle. Short brown hair led down to a deliciously decisive jaw line and lean sculpted lips. The baggy blue jeans did little to hide his physique and neither did his tight black tee and emerald shirt.
"Looking for someone?" His voice was low and husky, the tone in such a come hither that she shivered.
"No, waiting on my boyfriend," Kayden sassed him.
He stared at her for a moment, taking in her knee length black gauzy skirt, white simple tank and the barely there black strappy heels. "Well," he scoffed, moving closer to her. Reaching out he traced her neckline softly, a sly smirk playing against his well formed lips. "You could always ditch him and help me try out the backseat of the Impala. It needs a little christening."
"I think we did that last week, but I'm sure it wasn't all that great, especially if you don't remember it," Kayden told him with a smirk upon her lips. Kayden gave him a coy smile and an almost mature sexy pout. The only thing that ruined the look was the humor dancing in her eyes.
"You never know until you try it again. By the way, I think you mistook me for that bumbling buffoon of a boyfriend. I'm unforgettable, Darlin'" he leaned close and bit her ear lobe. "Trust me on that." She closed her eyes and shuddered, missing his triumphant smirk.
"So unforgettable that I'm never gonna remember your name?" She asked, her eyes wide an innocent. A lingering grin played at his manly lips.
"Its Winchester, Darlin'." he leaned back, hooking his thumb into the belt loop of his jeans. "Dean Winchester."
Kayden bit her lip trying to keep from laughing. "I thought you said that we wouldn't ever play this game again since last time I wouldn't let you kiss me afterwards."
He shrugged. "Its fun."
"So this is a bit of a surprise," Kayden said with a smile once their little game was over with for the moment. She moved next to him and leaned against the car, missing his quick frown. "I thought you and Sam were spending the afternoon together."
"That had been the plan," Dean told her as he turned to keep facing her, "But Sammy's locked himself in his room and refuses to talk to anyone,"
"Is he okay?" asked Kayden, her voice laced with worry. The concern flickered in her eyes. Dean smiled gently; touching her cheek before playing up is bad boy attitude.
"I'm sure he'll get over it," Dean told her as he placed his hand on the side of her face. He leaned in close, his lips almost touching hers. Heat pooled in her belly, the aching need almost becoming vocal. "So how about we go for a ride in the Impala?"
Before she could give Dean an answer, his lips claimed hers. Pure molten lava sleuthed through her veins. Letting out a little whimper, she pressed herself against him, not noticing his smirk against her lips. A hand crept under her shirt, stroking just under her breast, tantalizing, teasing. His hard lean body pressed against her, their high body temperatures mingling. The other hand dropped to her thigh, bunching the gauzy black material until he could touch her smooth creamy skin. Her mouth opened wider, allowing him to deepen the kiss. Turning her around, Dean pressed her against his car, his own body blanketing hers, giving her no room to breathe, or think, just feel and let their burning heat consume her. His kisses moved down her jaw, to her neck, laving at her sweet spot just under her ear. She felt him pull away, her grandmother's voice getting louder as the woman called her name.
"Please tell me you don't have plans," Dean whispered kissing the soft spot just below her ear, making her shudder for a second.
"I've got to take my grandparents to the airport," Kayden said, slightly out of breath from the kiss. "They are going to visit Uncle Chad,"
"And you're not going?" Dean questioned her. A sexy smirk began to play at his lips once more.
"It's because I don't know him that well and they make it seem like they don't want me to go," Kayden told him. "Plus I promised I would baby-sit next week for the Wood's,"
"How long till you get back?" Dean asked dropping his hands to her hips.
"In time for dinner with your brother and dad," she smiled before placing a sweet kiss upon his lips. He leaned in to try and grab another, only catching her cheek as she turned her face from him. Mock glaring at her, he turned his attention once more back to the conversation.
"Good, I'll see you tonight," Dean smirked as he let go of her hips. "I'll even pick you up,"
"Careful, you might pick up a gentlemen reputation instead of the one you already have," Kayden told him as she braced her hands on the car so that she could jump on it.
Dean's hands shot out and grabbed her hips and locked her in-between his arms so that she was trapped and couldn't jump. "Don't think that's going to happen," he said, this time his patience a little thin. "Don't jump on the car, besides, what reputation have I earned Darlin'?"
"You know exactly what it is," Kayden said, running her thumb over his bottom lip. Pouting as her plan to finally sit on the car was foiled.
He smirked. "Come on baby, you tell me."
"No I won't," her eyebrow quirked as she tried to mirror his expression.
"Come on now, I want to know what they say," Dean told her as he bent his head to her bare neck and placed a kiss upon it before biting down on it. Kayden sucked in her breath and closed her eyes. "Come on, baby, tell me what they say about me,"
"Kayden!" Samantha Miller, Kayden's Grandmother yelled from the screen door. "The bags need to be put in the car and Mr. Winchester can help you,"
"Coming!" Kayden called, turning from him. Looking back at him, she lowered her eye lashes and gave him a saucy grin. "Come on, you can help me get the bags into the car,"
"You think this is over?" Dean asked, letting her walk to the house. He casually fell behind so that he could watch the sexy sway of her hips in the skirt.
"Of course it is," she said as she grabbed his hand and pulling him up to her side. She knew exactly what he was doing.
"Honey, it isn't over until I say its over," he grinned. "I'm like a pit bull with a fluffy bunny."
Kayden just smiled at him as they walked into the house. That was when she saw all the bags that were there. "I think they may be moving," she said, her eyes wide at the gigantic pile of them. Dean groaned as she pushed the largest towards him.
"Does that mean you get the house?" Dean asked cheekily as he almost buckled under the weight
"Grab some more bags we need to get them into Civic," Kayden told him as she grabbed two after putting the keys around one finger. Dean grabbed two more bags and placed them on top of the large one then grabbed a carry-on as well before following Kayden to her grandparents' brand new 1997 silver four door Honda Civic.
Kayden opened the trunk and started placing the bags in so that they would all fit inside without having to put any inside the car itself. Making Dean go back and forth to get the rest of the bags while she arranged them, Kayden had a feeling something was going to happen, but unsure as to what it actually was.
As she closed the trunk of the car, she made sure it was shut. She took the keys out of the lock on the trunk then she felt something slap her ass, hard. She turned and saw Dean grinning like a true minion of evil. "You know," Kayden said. "You're grinning like one of the seven deadly sins."
"What? Lust?"
"No, darlin', pride. And that's not a good thing."
"Mr. Winchester are you coming with us to the airport?" Samantha Miller asked as she walked out of the house. It was common knowledge to everyone that knew Kayden's grandparents that they didn't approve of her boyfriend. But they did see how happy she had become since they started dating almost a year ago.
"Sorry, Ma'am, but I should be getting back to check on my brother," Dean said squeezing Kayden's hand to try and keep his cool. Kayden's grandmother always tried to goad him into losing his cool. She touched his shoulder gently, giving him the continued strength to ignore the woman. Kayden didn't think it was fair that the older woman continued to antagonize him and frequently and loudly defended him whenever it happened. However, right there, it wasn't the best time to start an argument. Turning, she leaned up and gave him a sweet kiss.
"I'll see you tonight then," Kayden smiled at him as she looked into his eyes.
"Yeah, Sammy's looking forward to seeing you again," Dean replied, biting his lip. Kayden's smile reached her eyes at the mention of Dean's younger brother. She kissed his lips once more before going their separate ways.
"Bye!" she called as she got into the driver's seat and watched him wave his hand and drive away and she watched as her grandparents buckled their seat belts and she drove to the airport to drop them off.
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On the drive to the airport, Kayden heard about the rules of the house and how it would be better for everyone if she and Dean didn't see each other any more. That was an on-going argument since the day she told them that she was dating Dean, but she knew they wouldn't force her to do anything she didn't want to do. For that she was happy because she really didn't want to make a choice between family and Dean.
"Have fun on your trip and tell Uncle Chad I said hello," Kayden told them before they disappeared through security and she left.
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Two weeks passed without a call or a letter or anything. It was strange that her grandparents didn't contact her at all. She couldn't understand what was going on, or where they were at. She tried calling her uncle's place, but each time she called she ended talking to the answering machine. Thinking hard about where they would stay, Kayden ended up going through the phone book and calling every hotel and motel that she could find.
Sitting next to the window, she couldn't help but wonder how they really were and where they were. Brushing her fingers through her hair, she let out a frustrated growl. Dean stirred in the bed, the white sheets bunched around his naked waist. She stared, unable to tear herself away from the god like sight in front of her. He stared back at her, a frown marring his sculpted face.
"Hey, what are you doing up?" Dean asked sleep laced through his voice, "Baby?"
"Go back to sleep Dean," Kayden said from her spot at the window not wanting him to worry.
"Baby, what's going on?" he asked getting out of bed, wearing nothing but a pair of boxers. "You should be sleeping; you have work in the morning,"
"No I don't," Kayden sighed as she felt his arms wrap around her stomach. "Have you ever felt like something wasn't right? Like you couldn't explain it, but knew something had happened and you just don't know what it was?"
"What's your gut tellin' you?" Dean asked lifting her up and steering her away from the window to the bed. Once they were both comfortable, he wrapped his arms around her and she laid her head on his bare chest.
"It's telling me something is seriously wrong and I don't know what to do about it," Kayden said.
"How about we talk about it tomorrow when we get up okay?" Dean asked as he let out a loud yawn.
"Okay," Kayden agreed.
Morning came almost too fast. Waking up in Dean's arms was like pure heaven. Nothing could go wrong while he was there with her. She sprinkled light kisses on his chest before getting up. Her mood brighter than it had been for quite some time, she decided to surprise her lover and make him breakfast. The sun danced on the golden tabletops and through the lace white curtains. Pulling out pots and pans, she set them up on the stove and walked over to the fridge. Grabbing a few different foods she set them on the table as the door bell rang. Looking over at the clock, Kayden's eye brow furrowed. Who would visit at seven in the morning?
Quickly walking back to the bedroom, she went to the closet and found her fluffy lime green robe that fell to her knees; she put it on and tied the sash quickly. She wasn't about to answer the door in a pair of underwear and Dean's shirt, especially when she didn't know who it was at the door exactly. When she didn't answer after they rang the doorbell she knew there would be a knock to follow, Kayden still jumped in surprise, by the force of the knock. Looking over to the bed, Dean was still asleep, like a bear in hibernation. Grabbing an elastic band she pulled her hair up into a high pony tail, to keep it out of her face for when these people left so she could go back to making breakfast.
Walking to the front door, Kayden unlocked the main door but left the screen door locked as she looked at the woman and man in front of her. They were both dressed in the dirt brown uniforms that were known by everyone in the county. There name plates were gold with their last names scribed onto it.
Swallowing hard, Kayden looked from one to the other. The man was older, with gray hair that was thinning out, especially on the top of his head, his beer belly stomach made the uniform shirt stick to him more than it did his partner. His partner was shorter than the other, brown hair in a severe bun dotted with stylish grey hair, stocky but not overweight. "Can I help you?" Kayden asked.
"We're looking for a Ms. Kayden Stone," the man said with a hint of sadness in his voice.
"I am Kayden," she said crossing her arms over her chest. "I haven't done anything illegal, I can assure you,"
"My name is Walter Lee and this is Laura Rosalin," he said. "We are from the Sheriff's office,"
"Ma'am do you think we can come in?" the woman asked, shifting from one foot to the next and back again. Kayden found it odd that the officer seemed to be more nervous than anything else. But after seeing their badges, Kayden nodded reluctantly.
Kayden looked between them again and unlocked the deadbolt on the screen door and then the handle and opened it so they could come in. Pointing them in the direction of the living room, Kayden waited for them to pass before closing the doors of the house. With butterflies in her stomach, Kayden walked to the living room where the two officers were waiting to talk to her about something that seemed important.
"So what is this about?" Kayden asked as she sat on the couch while Officer Lee sat on the loveseat and Office Rosalin sat in the arm chair across from the couch.
"Deputy Miller was contacted last night by a sheriff in a small town. There had been murders in a house that belonged to your parents," Lee said. "Did you know about there trip?"
"Who was murdered?" Kayden asked confused, she was rubbing her hands together. There were more murders? Fear gripped her, hoping that it wasn't her family that was dead, but having a gut feeling that she didn't want to know the real answer, but at the same time she had to know.
Looking into the older woman's gentle eyes, she could see that she was struggling with telling her who had died in that house this time. When she looked to Officer Lee, he wouldn't meet her eyes so she when she looked back to Officer Rosalin, she looked ready to tell her what she needed to be told. "Mrs. Samantha Miller, Mr. Louis Miller, and Mr. Chad Miller," Rosalin said, tears stinging her eyes at Kayden's facial expression. Sadness, pain, grief, and hurt were all present in her eyes.
Staring down at her now still hands in her lap, she couldn't bring herself to look at the officers. This was the worst possible news anyone could have given her. Only a day after her eighteenth birthday, she was told that she no longer had any family left alive. They all were dead because of a stupid house that she never liked living in to begin with. There was something about the house, her belief was that it was haunted or something.
"I'm sorry for your loss," Officer Lee said, reciting the over used phrase when someone didn't know what to say after telling them that the family they thought they had earlier, were no longer alive. It was probably the hardest part of the job, but the pain in her chest, made it twice as worse then it normally would have been.
"Is there any reason that your grandparents and your uncle would be at that house?" Officer Rosalin asked, her voice had a sad note to it, but Kayden didn't really care at that moment. All she cared about was the fact that the last of her living family was dead and there was nothing she could do to get any of them back or save them or anything of the sort.
"No," Kayden said simply and directly to the point. She was searching her brain for some reason that her grandparents to go with her uncle to the house that killed her parents. It wasn't the anniversary of their deaths' and her mom's birthday was two months away still. "The plan was to meet at my uncle's home and then fly to Miami where they would be vacationing for a while. They had no reason to be near that house."
"Why weren't you with them on there vacation?" Officer Lee inquired, as if the thought had just came to his mind. The fact that she hadn't been on the last minute vacation probably saved her life.
"I don't know my uncle that well," she said, uncrossing and recrossing her arms over her chest again. "It was a last minute trip and I had already made plans that I couldn't break,"
"Kat? What's burning?" Dean's voice traveled from the hallway, making his way to the living room. His bare feet hit the hard wood floor and padded towards where the smell was coming from. It was what had woken him up.
"Oh, shit!" Kayden jumped out of her seat and high tailed it to the kitchen to see the omelet that she was making burning with gray smoke rising from the bad. The smell in the kitchen was so bad it was making her gag. Hurriedly she tossed the pan into the sink and turned the water on. Plumes of smoke and steam swirled around her, causing her to cough and gasp. Curious to all of the commotion, the officers rushed to the kitchen to offer their aid.
"Sorry," Kayden said as she opened the window in the kitchen to air the smoke out. There went breakfast in bed with Dean. She just wanted to have a nice lazy morning with nothing to worry about besides what she wanted to do during the day. She offered Dean an innocent smile. "Morning?"
Looking at her, Dean raised an eyebrow as he looked at her, before turning to the officers that were still there. "Whatever it is you're here for, I didn't do it and I don't know anything about it,"
"Dean," Kayden sighed taking her hair down and pulling it back and putting it up again. "My grandparents and Uncle Chad are dead. That's why they are here,"
Even as she said, it was still hard to comprehend. Her gut feeling had told her something wasn't right and she was right. It was at a time like this she didn't want to be right, it was just too hard to think about it. Choking back a sob, she turned to the officers as Dean moved to her side and slid his arms around her shoulders. "Was there anything else?"
"No Ma'am," Office Lee said looking at her before turning around and walking to the door. His partner waited a second. She looked at Kayden and told her that they would be in touch before following her partner to the door and to the car.
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Kayden looked at the letter in her hand. Shock was the only word to describe her state of mind upon reading the letter. Her very first acceptance letter into college. She couldn't believe it. It was one of the few places that she applied to. Never in her wildest dreams did she think that it was possible for her to be accepted at Stanford University, especially on a full academic scholarship. It was like a dream come true. The other place she got accepted to was San Diego State University. Both schools were in California, a new place and maybe even a new start. She was going to be one of the first in her family to go to college and graduate as well. She just needed an idea on what it was that she wanted to do for the rest of her life. The life she now had, without any family besides her boyfriend, but she'd be so far away from home and she knew that it wouldn't be fair to ask him to wait for her to come back, if she came back at all.
Dean had been her boyfriend for almost a year. Never did she think she'd find her self in a relationship with him. He had opened her mind to many things. In some ways he opened her heart again after her parent's murder. Other's called it a mystery and they were right, because no one could find any evidence of the person or persons that did that to them. Even when someone was talking about it behind her back, Dean had her back, even before they had started to date. That could have been one of the reasons she has said yes to Dean when he asked her out on a date. The other reasons were just as easy to decide on. Dean had become her best friend and he was there for her on many occasions. It was hard to date him at first since he was gone all the time, but they seemed to make it work. He was the one that seemed to understand her the most.
Lying on her king sized bed in a powder blue flowy skirt that hit just above her knees and a white singlet top, Kayden had come to her decision that was probably going to break her own heart, but it had to be done. She was going to make the members of her family proud as they watched her from above. At least she hoped that she would make them proud. She could use her mother's guidance; Kayden remembered how her mother always gave her the best advice. It seemed like the advice from her mother came so easily to her. As a little girl Kayden could remember running to her mother for every little thing. Especially when the boy next door kissed her. Kayden had believed that she would have had cooties for the rest of her life, but her mother had convinced her otherwise. She wondered what her mother would think of Dean and what she was about to do and if she believed it was the right thing to do.
Running her hand over the bracelet on her wrist, Kayden looked down at it. Black leather braids on the sides that came together with a silver clasp. The design atop was that of modern Celtic cross. It was one of her favorite pieces of jewelry to wear. Taking a finger, she traced of the design and smiled. It might not have meant much to anyone else, but ever since she started wearing the bracelet on a daily basis, good things in her life had started to happen. Dean happened to her and she didn't know it then, but it meant a lot of good things were to come. Looking at the phone on her bedside table, she crawled over to the side and reached over and dialed the number she knew so well.
"I'm not here, leave a message,"
Dean's voicemail picked up. Smiling at the simplicity of it, Kayden decided that she would actually leave a message instead of hanging up like she usually did. "Dean, hey, baby, I really need to talk to you, so please call me back when you get this, I don't care how late it is, please call me," After hanging up, Kayden went around the house looking for something to eat. Since it was just her in the house now, she didn't really go shopping that often. When he did finally call her back, they talked for a few minutes before Dean agreed to pick her up for a ride at night, where they would talk about what it was that she really wanted to talk to him about.
When Dean showed up, Kayden was already sitting on the porch waiting for him. Smiling when she saw the headlights to the familiar car that she had spent time in over the past year. Her decision was made and she wasn't going to go back on it. Her father always told her that once she made a decision that she needed to stick with it to the end without faltering. With a deep breath and butterflies in her stomach, she got up and walked over to the passenger's side of Dean's Impala and got inside before he tore back out of the driveway and out onto the street.
"Thanks for coming and going out with me, Dean," Kayden smiled as she kissed his cheek. "It means a lot to me,"
"Well you mean a lot to me," Dean told her as he made a sharp turn. "Plus you sounded like you needed to talk, but it seemed like you hesitated on the phone,"
"Well there are some things I wanted to talk to you about, but in all honesty, I'm not sure how to," Kayden sighed running her hand through her hair.
"Just say it baby," Dean coaxed her as he pulled into the old abandoned lot twenty miles out of town. For a normal person it would have taken longer to get there, but with Dean's driving, not so much. They both took off their seatbelts and Kayden looked at Dean from under her eye lashes before taking a deep breath.
Dean's heart slowed down. This was what his father had told him about. Kayden was going to break up with him and try to remain friends and more than likely lose contact after a few weeks or maybe a month. But that was why she couldn't say it over the phone, it wouldn't be right. It was something that had to be done face to face.
"I got accepted into two colleges and I think I'm going to go," she said.
"Where at?" Dean asked
"San Diego State University and Stanford," Kayden told him as he put the Impala in park and cut the engine. After a minute of silence she spoke up, "Please say something,"
"So what? We're just going to break up so you can go to college?" he looked at her, using his tough guy act as a front while he waited for her answer
"You know I love you," Kayden told him, "More than I can even comprehend at times,"
"But?" Dean said continuing for her.
"I don't think that it's fair for me to ask you to stay with me, while you are traveling with your dad so much. The most time you've spent here is a month straight,"
"So that's it, you're just going to say goodbye?"
"What else can I say?" Kayden asked, running her tongue over her bottom lip out of habit.
"You could say that you'd try just as much as I'm willing to, you could say that you can't say goodbye, just say something that isn't final."
"It's never going to be final for us, Dean," Kayden told him looking deep into his eyes as she put her hand on his cheek. "I love you and that will never change, but I am going to be in California. I'm getting away from this place and maybe I can get passed the death that has surrounded my life,"
His hands shot out and locked onto the sides of her face, forcing her to turn her head and look directly at him. Her eyes looked everywhere but at him. She didn't want to see the look of hurt she knew would be coming from his eyes. He was her first love and she was breaking up with him in a car because she wanted to get out of the town and get an education out of state. "Look at me. Kayden, look at me," When she finally brought her eyes to look into his all she could see is the love he had for her which made it so much harder. Dean brought his lips down upon hers and inched closer to her. When the kiss ended he had a suave grin upon his face when he noticed how affected she was by the kiss. "I'm not letting you go that easy,"
"Dean," Kayden moaned as his hand went under her shirt and cupped her breast on the outside of her bra as his lips claimed hers in a kiss that he put his raw emotion into. He wanted her to understand how much she meant to him. When that kiss broke, Kayden looked up at him before taking off her shoes and sliding into the backseat. She knew what was going to happen, but she was still as nervous as she had been for her first time with Dean. After all he was her very first.
"The question of the moment," Kayden said breaking the staring contest going between her and Dean. "Are you going to jump over the seats or go around?" she asked, a sly grin upon her face as she slid her skirt up a little farther to give Dean some incentive, not that the man needed any really.
Looking at her, Dean took off his motorcycle boots before climbing over the seats and kissed Kayden once again. His hands roamed all over her body, one hand under her shirt and the other hand under her skirt. Kayden's moan became louder when his lips lefts hers and descended upon her neck. Grabbing the bottom of his shirt, she yanked it up so that it came off and tossed it in the front seat. "You're so beautiful, baby," Dean whispered close to her ear, making her shiver involuntarily.
"Dean," Kayden panted, as she moved her neck to look up at him. She ran her hand up and down his spine. The reaction she got from him was the same as it had been when she had done it the first time. "I want you to promise me something,"
"I promise that it will be just as great as it was the last few times," he told her as he shed her of her singlet top and threw it over into the front seat. "I am just waiting for you to start screaming my name. That's the best part darling,"
Kayden gasped in shock when she felt Dean run his tongue up and down the valley between her breasts, and then again. She arched her back giving him better access to the area that was driving her insane. "That wasn't what I wanted you to promise me," Kayden groaned as she dug one hand into his hair. "Promise me that you'll take care of yourself and not to do anything stupid,"
Backing up a bit, Dean started unbuckling his belt that was holding his jeans up. With the belt gone he shed himself of his pants, leaving him in just his boxers. Lowering himself back down, Dean pressed himself against her body. Kayden gasped as she felt his hardened erection pushing into her. With his hands on the sides of her hips, he unzipped the side zipper located on her right hip. Biting a spot next to her belly button, Kayden arched her hips towards him allowing him to rid her completely of her skirt and let it fall to the floor carelessly.
With a grin upon his features, Dean's mouth descended upon her turquoise star belly button ring. With the star in his mouth his tongue dipped inside her belly button making her moan in great pleasure. Sinking his teeth around the piercing made Kayden cry out as her hand made sure Dean's head wasn't about to move away until she wanted him to. After biting a little too hard on the right side of the piercing, Dean took the star out of his mouth and made a trail of kisses up her stomach to her bra line. Placing his hands on her back and moving them upwards he stopped when he reached the hook in the back. After it was unfastened, he moved his lips to hers in a toe-curling kiss as his hands pushed the straps down her shoulders and throwing it behind him.
Dean's lips trailed down from her lips, to her jaw, along her neck and stopping at her breasts. Taking one of her breasts into his mouth slowly, his teeth catching her nipple so he could run his tongue over it again and again, making Kayden call out his name in need for him. Running her hands down his stomach, Kayden stopped at the elastic band of his boxers before pulling them down the best she could from underneath him. Letting go of her breast, Dean finished taking off his boxers before grabbing a hold of her dark blue bikini style of underwear and yanking them off as fast as he could. Taking them off her ankle, Dean threw them on the driver's side in the front of the car.
"Please, Dean…" Kayden moaned, wanting to feel him inside her, all of him.
Sooner than she thought, Dean had entered her swiftly, making her groan loudly at the filled feeling. Looking into her eyes to make sure she was okay, Dean grabbed her leg and placed it over his hip and then did so with the other one before slowly going even deeper inside of her. As quickly as he had filled her, he was gone. Looking up at him in confusion, Kayden didn't have to wait long for her answer, since at a fast pace, Dean entered her with fast strokes that brought Kayden's orgasm. She couldn't stop herself from calling out Dean's name, loudly.
"Oh…DEAN…" Kayden panted before feeling her release finally come. And when it did, it was as if it was her first one all over again. "…Dean…"
"I know, baby," Dean groaned louder then he had before. His own release was building up, he could feel it, but he wasn't ready for it to come just yet. Leaning his head down to her neck, he bit her before sucking on the bite mark. Lifting his head from her neck to her stomach before repeating the action there as well. Then he unwrapped her left leg and did the same thing on the inside of her thigh. Plunging deep inside of her, Dean emitted a low groan from his throat.
After coming down from Kayden's second orgasm, Dean kissed her softly and looked into her eyes. "I love you, Kayden. You're my Button," he told her softly.
"I love you, too," Kayden said running her hand through his hair as she looked at him with nothing, but love in her eyes.
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Trying to fit all of her clothes into four suitcases was not working as well as she had thought it would have been. Remembering the last time she packed to move to a new place was right after her parents' murders. So this time it was on a happier note, but it was still a pain to get all her clothes to fit just right with jamming everything so tightly that the zippers would pop off. Her pants and skirts fit perfectly fine inside the suitcase. That was a relief, so she didn't have to go back and repack that one like she did with her shirts and dresses. In-between the shirts in the red suitcase were pictures of her family. Something she couldn't leave behind, no matter where she went. There was also one of Dean and one of the two of them as well.
When she was finally satisfied with all the packing, she zipped up the luggage and took it off the bed. Being on a time schedule wasn't what she liked. It was usually on her time, ever since her grandparents died. It was all about her, well her and Dean to be more exact. That was still the hard part. Parting with Dean. He was her first love. Goodness knows she wouldn't find another Dean anywhere in California, but she still had to go and she wasn't going to make him wait for her to come back, especially since she had no idea how long it would be. It wasn't fair to ask him to wait for her; at least that is what she believed.
Grabbing her shampoo and conditioner off her bare oak dresser, Kayden walked into the bathroom for a shower. She still had a bit of time before having to hit the road to California and to a new start with everything. Pulling the handle out, she pointed it so it was in the middle of scalding hot and hot. Hanging her robe on the back of the door, she took out her hair tie and walked up to the sink where she dropped it on the counter while waiting for the steam to fill the room. Once it did, she got inside and shut the glass door behind her.
The hot water felt wonderful against her skin. After a few minutes of just standing underneath the spray, Kayden grabbed her net sponge off the detachable hook the wall, before putting her favorite body wash on the sponge. Cherry Blossom and Almond scent body wash from Dove. It was the only brand she used. Inhaling the scent, she sighed remembering the fist time she started using it. It was the week before she gave herself to Dean, in every way possible. Shuddering, by just thinking about it, Kayden couldn't stop the grin from forming upon her face. After washing she used her citrus smelling shampoo and conditioner in one. When she finished, she closed her eyes as she let the water wash over her. It just felt so comforting. She gasped in surprise when the water turned cold. She didn't realize that she had been standing under the shower for so long. With a sigh, Kayden pushed the handle back in.
Squeezing the excess water out of her hair, she opened the glass door of the shower, before stepping onto the floor matt. Grabbing her towel she wrapped it around her body and tucked it, hoping that it would stay in place. Snagging the hand towel, she ran that through her hair to dry it somewhat before venturing out into what was to be her former room soon. Walking out of her bathroom and into the bedroom, she jumped in surprise. She wasn't expecting the sight that greeted her. Dean Winchester was lying in the middle of her bed. Self-consciously she pulled the towel around her body even tighter.
"I could get used to this kind of welcome," Dean told her with a smirk upon his lips. His eyes falling to her chest here she was more exposed then she normally was, besides when they were having sex. "Or maybe next time I'll come earlier and join you,"
With an exasperated sigh, Kayden threw the hand towel at him and it landed on his stomach. Turning her back to him, she went to the chair where she had set out her outfit that she would be changing into only to see it was there minus her bra and underwear. "Dean, where is my bra and underwear?" she asked turning her head to look at him. In the time she had her back to him, he had gotten off the bed and was standing less than five inches from her.
"You don't need them right now," Dean told her, moving her wet hair from the side of her neck to her back before placing feather light kisses upon her neck and moving up. Slowly, but surely his lips found hers in a slow kiss that was turning into something more.
"Stop, Dean," Kayden said her free hand on his chest and her other on the towel that he had begun to try and take off her. Taking a deep breath, she turned from him and rewrapped the towel around herself before turning back around to look at him. Looking into his chocolate brown eyes with her milk chocolate ones, she said, "I don't have the time for this, I have to get on the road soon and I still have to say bye to your dad and Sammy,"
"Okay," Dean said grabbing the black lacy bikini underwear from his back pocket and handing it to her. She took them from him and looked at him, waiting for the other item that he had confiscated while she was in the shower. With a grin on his face he placed a kiss on her soft spot, just below her ear. "Can't I keep something of you?" his breath husky.
"I have something for you," she told him, eyes locked daring him to challenge her. "But if you don't give me my bra I won't let you have it,"
"Do I get a hint?" Dean asked curiously. The boy was like a kid in the candy shop. Kayden loved how his eyes lit up at the mention of a gift for him. Even with the tough guy exterior, she couldn't help but love him. And that was why it was going to be so hard when she broke up with him and said good-bye to him. "Please?"
"You can wait," Kayden told him as he took the bra out from where he hid it under his shirt in the back. She walked back into the bathroom and dressed in dark blue low-rise jeans and a baby doll blouse clung to her hips, the white and orange embroidery contrasting nicely against her lightly tanned skin.
Walking back out from the bathroom, Kayden noticed that Dean had taken his spot back in the center of her bed. Memories flooded into her mind, both good and bad ones. Dean was lying in the same spot as he had been with her in his arms when he asked her out for the first time. That was her first memory, turning her back to him; she quietly choked back a sob that she wanted to release so badly that it hurt to keep it in.
With a small smile upon her lips, she remembered the time where Dean's father had forbid him to see her ever again. She was so confused. She thought he liked her. If that were the case, then why would he tell his son to never look at her or even think about her again? It was confusing as hell and it just made Kayden so frustrated. His father didn't want them together and her grandparents didn't either. Was it a sign of things to come? Kayden didn't believe so and neither did Dean. She didn't care that her grandparents didn't like her boyfriend. Dean had explained later the next day when they met up, that his dad did like her, he loved her but thought that she was too good for him. Almost every time she saw him, Dean's father would ask if she had smartened up and left Dean yet. Every time her answer was the same, she loved him too much to leave him.
It was only a few months ago, she actually thought that he was going to leave her. He looked like he was in pain for what he was going to tell her. And she had worked herself up and come up with a break up speech herself before he broke up with her and walked away with her heart in his hand. It was hard then to think about not having Dean in her life and now that she was the one that was going to be breaking up with him, it was hurting her just as much as it did when she believed he was the one that was breaking up with her. She didn't want to see the pain in his eyes that he had when his dad had come back hurt from a camping trip. When he finally got through to her and told her that he wasn't breaking up with her, Kayden felt embarrassed but Dean didn't care about that at all. She knew she had to do this, but it was still the hardest thing she had to do to him.
"What's going through that head of yours?" Dean asked her, bringing her out of her thoughts that were getting carried away.
"Nothing," Kayden told him as she opened the drawer that used to hold all of her shirts, but was now bare as she took the one last thing out of it and shut it. Looking at him, Kayden made her way to the bed and sat on it near his feet. "I didn't think you'd be coming here,"
"I know how important this is to you and so I wanted to see you before you left," Dean said patting the bed to his right. Not liking having to actually move to touch or even look at his girlfriend. Scooting closer, Kayden watched as Dean quickly sat up and grabbed her sides and fell back on the bed. "This is much better,"
"Is it now?" Kayden asked him, moving slightly so that she was now straddling him in a more comfortable position for herself. Placing his gift in a spot he wouldn't see, she ran her finger under her shirt, right above his belly button. Grabbing her wrists, Dean pulled her down on top of him. His grin was bigger then a kid in the toy store. "What?" she asked with a laugh.
Releasing her wrists, Dean placed his hands on the side of her face, before kissing her. Sighing in content, Kayden kissed Dean back with just as much passion as he was dealing out to her. Bringing her hand up to his head, she ran her hand through his hair. Only when air became a necessity did the two come up for air. Kayden laughed as she buried her head into the crook of his neck. "I got something for you," Dean told her as he ran his hand up and down her back, under her shirt.
"I told you that I didn't want anything," Kayden sighed, leaving her head on his shoulder. She was so relaxed that she didn't want to move, but she knew that soon she would have to move and start her road trip to California.
"I know that, but I didn't listen to you," Dean told her sitting up, while keeping her in his lap still. He noticed how relaxed she looked after such a long week of stressing out. He still made it perfectly clear that he wasn't going anywhere and he would be waiting for her. "Here,"
Handing her a deep blue box, Kayden scooted back and took it from his hand. Looking at him and then to the box, she took the lid off the box and peered inside the box. It was a necklace. A leather strap that would tie was holding a silver pentagram. She was utterly speechless. Kayden didn't know what to say or to think. It was so beautiful. Looking back into his eyes, Kayden smiled and leaned forward and placed a soft kiss on his lips quickly and then did it again. "Thank you,"
"So you like it?" Dean asked. "Cause I wasn't too sure about it,"
"I love it Dean," Kayden said running her hand over the cool metal. "It's for protection, right?"
"Yeah, since I won't be there to protect you, I thought maybe that this would be able to help you out a bit," he told her, moving some of her wet hair behind her ear. She grabbed his hand and placed a kiss on the side of his palm. "I love you,"
"I love you too," Kayden said feeling the tears come to her eyes. As she looked into his eyes, she felt her nerve start to wane. With a deep breath, Kayden took the necklace out of the box and handed it to Dean to tie behind her neck. After securing it upon her neck, she kissed his cheek and whispered a thank you to him. "So you probably want your gift am I right?" she grinned.
"I want a real thank you kiss, and then yes I do," Dean told her with a glint in his eye.
Kayden tried not to laugh at him, but didn't succeed. She let out a giggle and her right hand shot up to cover her mouth. Dean always had the capabilities to make her laugh, no matter what. It was something that made her want to be friends with him the first time she ever met him. Leaning closer to him, Kayden placed her lips upon his in a sweet kiss. It was only a few seconds before Kayden moved back, but was stopped when Dean's hand held her head there for a few more seconds. When he released her lips, his hand dropped from the back of her head.
"Cute," Kayden stated as she reached back for the gift and with her free hand grabbed his left hand. Once she placed the black leather bracelet with a Celtic cross on it upon his wrist and clasped it securely on, she looked into his confused eyes. Her bracelet that she loved more than any other piece of jewelry she owned was now resting upon his wrist. Dean was just curious as to why, they weren't saying good-bye, he had made that clear that night in his Impala. "Dean…"
Dean looked from the bracelet upon his wrist and up to Kayden's face that had tears ready to flow down her face at any second. He couldn't help but be confused. They weren't breaking up and she was going to get the education that her parents wanted for her. But her face didn't show that. It was like the time she had thought he was leaving her. He could never do that willingly. He wouldn't ever hurt her that way, but she was more upset then she should have been.
Looking up into his eyes, Kayden whispered the hardest thing she ever had to say to him in the whole time that they were together, "Dean, I'm sorry…"
He stared at her, his face closed and his normally warm green eyes harsh. In his clenched fist were the bed sheets that she had yet to strip off the bed. "So that's it, after everything we discussed in the car, you are still going to break up with me, even if I want to fight for us." Kayden's eyes filled with tears and some spilled over. "Fine, if that's the way you want it, you got it." Getting off the bed, he stalked towards the door and stalked out of the bedroom and the house, slamming the doors as he left.