I'd Come For You
Brean Fanfiction.
The sounds of sirens still echoed in her ears as she stood their, motionless and oblivious to world around her. Brooke stood in the long white hallway with tears filling her eyes, her entire world was falling apart and there was no one who could fix it.
Taking in a deep breathe, Brooke tried to remain calm hear faint voice in the background but she was too busy running through the past week to pay any attention to them.
"Are you okay? Talk to me Brooke." Lucas pleaded with her as he held onto her arms, trying to get an answer from her. Brooke hadn't spoke to anyone since she found Haley lying on the floor, there weren't words to speak about what she'd seen.
"Tell me what happen" a deep voice demanded as the tall raven haired boy came rushing through the emergency room doors. Forcing his way through the growing crowd to make it over to the preoccupied brunette.
"Nathan" Brooke stammered, struggling to get out his name as his hand gripped onto her arms roughly pulling her in front of him to have her full attention.
"I want to know every thing" he demanded once again, his voice filled with anger and rage after hearing about Haley's accident.
There was only one explanation for the random attack but Brooke could bare to speak his name to Nathan, in fear than Nathan would hurt Dean over this incident.
Brooke's eyes drift down to the floor as Nathan shook her again, not letting her get away without answering. "Brooke you have two seconds to tell me what you know…" Nathan voice told her this wasn't an empty threat and she wanted this thing caught as much as Nathan did.
"Aunt Brooke" Jamie's angelic voice called out, pulling Brooke from her sleep as she rolled over to look Jamie who was standing at the side of her bed.
"Yeah?" Brooke groggy voice called out as she squinted to avoid the burning from the bright light peeking through the blades of her blinds.
The short blonde haired blue eyed boy stood their staring at Brooke, whose hair was a mess and still wearing the clothes from the day before.
"What happened to pancakes?" he question as his eyes revealed the millions of questions that were building up from the sight in front of him.
"I'm on it" Brooke declared forcing herself out of bed and shooing Jamie back into the living room while she got dressed.
Ten minutes later, Brooke appeared from her bedroom fully dressed and looking like she'd had an hour to prepare.
"Wanna help with the batter J-Man?" She asked, barely having time to finish the question before he rushed over to help her.
Brooke's quick recovery from hang over hell to beauty queen had become a quick fix for her over the past four years, she'd become a pro after drowning her sorrows and needing to put a brave face on for the ones she loved.
"Was mama a good cook?" Jamie asked as Brooke stood there startled, thrown off by his question.
Brooke thought about Haley everyday but she'd never had to talk about it out loud and especially not with Jamie. Haley's death had taken a tole on a lot of people, but her death tore Brooke's world apart.
"Was she?" Jamie asked again growing impatient with Brooke's longs pause.
"She made the best mac-n-cheese" Brooke answered, half lost in a memory of her best friend and her thoughts of Haley.
Even after four years, the pain was still present in her heart everyday. She couldn't remember the last time she'd made it more than a day without crying.
"Do you miss her?" Jamie asked innocently as he continued to stir with his spoon and watch Brooke.
"Very much" she said forcing a smile before taking the bowl from him "Chop chop" she smirked and began cooking for him, quickly changing the subject before she couldn't control her emotions.
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"Sammy?" Deans deep voice called out in the musty hotel room as he dug through the duffel bag that laid on the floral comforter of his twin size bed.
"Yeah?" the shaggy hair boy replied, popping his head up from behind the laptop screen as he eye dean who was clearly searching for something.
"Where my amulet?" he asked with growing impatience as he began dumping the clothing from his bag. Dean rarely removed the amulet from around his neck but somehow it'd gone missing in the middle of the night.
"Did you check your bed?" Sam asked ignoring the frustration growing within Dean until his eyes looked up only to meet Dean in the mists of a stare down with him. "What?!" Sam asked curious what'd he done to piss Dean off so easily.
"Don't be a smartass damnit. Have you seen it or not?" Deans voice demanded as Sam game him a concerned look.
"What's the big deal, you can get another amulet Dean… I am sure Bobby knows how to encrypt it with the demonic procession spell" Sam answered, brushing off the seriousness in Deans voice.
"I don't want another damn necklace" he answered as his voice filled with rage throwing the bag from the beg onto the floor.
The outburst caught Sam's attention as he looked over a Dean wondering what has him worked up this time, he knew it had to be more than loosing a necklace.
"What's going on?" Sam asked rising to his feet as he walked over towards Dean and stopped a few feet short of where Dean now rested on the bed.
A long paused passed before Dean looked up, calmer now.
"It just meant something to me" he answered simple as the memories flooded his mind from the night he received it.
"Open it" he husky voice purred into his ear as she sat next to him with excitement flowing from her every movement.
Dean sat there staring at the small box she'd handed to him, curious as to why she'd be so excited about a gift she'd gotten for him.
Unwrapping the tiny box, he pulled to top off as it revealed a head shaped amulet with a black leather string. Staring at it for a moment, Dean held it up before looking back over at Brooke who sat anxious beside him,
"Thanks" he smiled trying to fake the same excitement she was giving out only to get called out.
Rolling her eyes Brooke took it from him, loosing it enough so it would go over his head.
"No its an amulet that wards off demons so they cant posses you… Bobby helped me find it." Brooke smiled as she slide it around his neck and sat back as her smile beamed, she was proud of herself for thinking of something so cleaver.
Running his hand over the amulet that was now hanging on his neck before he looked up at Brooke with a genuine smile now spread across his lips.
"Good job babe" he congratulated he before resting his hand on the curve of her neck and pulling her into him. Dean wasn't easy to buy for but Brooke had managed to think outside of her everyday world and get him something with true meaning behind it.
Pressing his lips against hers, Dean allowed himself to devoured every last taste that drip from her lips. Brooke was perfect and who ever knew that he'd have a life and girlfriend as normal as this.
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A familiar ring interrupted the silences that hovered in the pitch black room, groaning deans hand reached for his phone, hitting send and the screen illuminated the dark room.
"Hello" Dean answered, grogginess clear in his voice.
"Dean…" her voice whispered, raspy from tears that were all to familiar to him. "I need your help" she pleased as his body sat up in bed.
It had to be important for her to call after four years and Dean was at her services no matter the problem.
So tell me what you guys think, if I should continue or just leave the story alone. I have tons of ideas for this couple and some ideas for where this story should go. I promise you will get to see more Brathan friendship and Brean history and what happened will come out soon.