Sam and another hunter have a close encounter. It's a oneshot I couldn't get out of my head after watching a scene from a movie.
This is my very first story ever, so please R & R gently. :-)
Disclaimer: Don't own Supernatural or the boys, only wish I did. ;-)
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Lexi had tracked the witch down to an abandon house that sat in the middle of a large acreage of land that was heavily forested
Lexi had tracked the witch down to an abandon house that sat in the middle of a large acreage of land that was heavily forested. There had been a couple of mysterious deaths in the area over the last few days and she had traced them back to this vengeful woman.
Sam and Dean had parked the Impala on the edge of the property. Because the property was so large, they had split up, each one agreeing to call the other if they found something. They were looking for a witch responsible for killing two people in the area.
As Lexi looked in the grime covered window, she could see the witch on the other side of the bedroom. There was a chair and small table with books on it in one corner and an altar right beside it. She was kneeling at the makeshift altar, with her back facing Lexi, chanting an incantation or something.
Man, I hate witches. They're always using nasty charms with bodily fluids to hurt someone. I better get this bitch now before she finishes her spell.
Sam found the house first. He gave his brother a call on his cell, told him to hurry up and meet him there. He tried the front door and found it locked. Knowing his brother was on his way; he quickly picked the lock and slowly entered the house. Drawing his gun out of the back of his jeans, he began to quietly search the house.
As quietly as possible, Lexi opened the window and crawled inside. Good thing the woman was too absorbed in her chanting because stealth was not Lexi's forte. Most of the time, she had two left feet. But grace was not a requirement for being a hunter and she more than made up for it in determination. Lexi took her pistol out from where it was tucked in the back of her jeans. Pointing the gun at the back of the witch, she took a few steps into the middle of the room.
Not finding anything through the front of the house, Sam started to head down the hall. As he slid down the sides of the hallway, he heard the witch's chanting coming from the bedroom at the end of the hall.
Crap, I can't wait for Dean or someone else is going to die.
Just as Sam busted through the door and yelled freeze, Lexi yelled, "Freeze!"
"What the…" they both said as Lexi turned to face Sam.
They pointed their guns at each other, both shocked at the other ones presence.
Lexi noticed how tall the man was, even though he was crouched down in a shooters stance. His handsome face was framed by shaggy dark blonde hair. Tense powerful muscles played just under the surface of his layered shirts. Faded and worn jeans encased lean hips and strong legs. Lexi found herself unable to fully concentrate on the situation, while she stared at this gorgeous man.
Sam expected to find a witch and instead he found some girl in his way. She was fairly tall, maybe 5' 8" with delicate facial features and smooth brown hair drawn back into a low ponytail. She looked to be about his age, give or take a year. Her clothes hugged her lithe body; her t-shirt molding to her full breasts and her low-rise jeans clinging to her rounded hips. Not only was she physically in the way, but she took his breath away.
The witch took advantage of their distraction and charged at them.
Sam yelled, "Watch out!"
Before Lexi could turn back around, the witch slammed into her back sending her flying into Sam. Standing in the doorway, Sam was unable to do anything but catch Lexi as she was flung towards him. As Sam caught her, their legs became entangled, tripping Sam and continuing their momentum backwards. They flew back across the hall and wound up slammed into a small linen closet.
Sam landed with an, "Oof!" and his head banged against the back wall of the closet.
The witch slammed the door on them and used the chair from the room to wedge the door shut, effectively locking them in.
Lexi couldn't believe this. She had let herself get distracted by some guy and now she'd lost the witch. Okay, so the guy was gorgeous, but that was no excuse. With her back to the closet door and very little leverage, the only thing Lexi could do was bang the door with her butt in frustration. She was lost in her own thoughts and besides, just maybe the banging would loosen the chair from under the doorknob.
What was I thinking? How could I have let myself get distracted? The bitch got away. Now I have to find her again and she's going to be harder to find now that she knows someone's looking for her. Not to mention whoever she was trying to kill is still in danger. Stupid! Stupid! Stupid!
Sam rubbed the back of his head where he had banged it against the wall.
I can't believe this. Dean is never going to let me live this down. I'm never going to hear the end of it, getting locked in a closet with a girl by an unarmed witch. Not to mention, I let the witch get away.
Sam's thoughts were broken into as he suddenly became very aware of the girl he was locked in the closet with. They were packed in the little closet with no room to maneuver; their bodies pressing against one another. Her steady pounding on the door was causing her to rub rhythmically against his cock. That, combined with feeling her breasts pressed against his chest and the faint smell of shampoo in her hair, was creating a familiar pull in his groin. If he didn't stop her movements, she was going to become quite aware of his attraction to her. This situation was embarrassing enough without added complications.
"Miss…Miss?"
Sam tried to get Lexi's attention, but she was too occupied berating herself. He went to put his hands on her shoulders. As he did, they brushed gently up her arms instantly getting Lexi's attention and causing shivers to run down her spine. Sam placed his hands on her shoulders and once again asked, his voice a little husky, "Miss?"
Lexi stilled as she focused on Sam and every point of contact their bodies were making. She could feel the hard muscles of his chest as she pressed up against him and it made her nipples contract into little buds. The warmth of his body was seeping through her clothes making her smolder. She looked up and in the dim light coming through the cracks around the door, she could see a smile on his face and maybe a hint of something more? She shook her head to clear it and replied, "Yes?"
"It's okay. My brother should be here soon and he'll let us out. I'm Sam"
"I'm Lexi. Sorry about all this. I'm so clumsy sometimes."
Feeling uncomfortable about this being her fault, Lexi tried shifting away from Sam only to have her leg slide between his bringing them in closer contact with each other. Sam let out a small moan as she brushed against his cock again and it became noticeably harder.
"Are you okay?"
"Yeah, I banged my head against the wall and it hurts a little bit. It's best if we don't move around too much," Sam said trying to play it off. He grabbed her hips to try and move her back a bit.
Lexi had felt Sam's physical response and it made her pulse and breath quicken. There was no denying the attraction between the two of them. As Sam grabbed her hips, she placed her hands on his arms feeling the muscles as she slowly drew them up to his shoulders. She gently squeezed his shoulders. He responded by gently squeezing her hips.
They both smiled at each other before Lexi pulled Sam down for a kiss. Their lips met gently at first, tentatively. As their kiss deepened, Lexi's lips parted allowing Sam's tongue to sweep inside. Their tongues dipped into each others mouths and over each others tongues exploring and tasting. Lexi cupped the back of Sam's neck and curled her fingers into his hair. Sam placed his hands on the upper curve on Lexi's rump and pressed her into him. Their increasing passion was suddenly broken by someone yelling Sam's name. They broke apart with a gasp and tried to calm their beating hearts.
Dean knew something wasn't right the minute he saw the door to the house wide open. Sam knew to cover his tracks better. The house was quiet; too quiet.
"Sam…Sammy?"
"In here, Dean!"
Dean heard the muffled reply and quickly headed over to the closet. He removed the chair and opened the door. Not expecting the door to be opened so abruptly, Lexi once again tumbled into the arms of a Winchester. Surprised, Dean caught her and righted her on her feet with a smirk and raised eyebrow. He gave her an appraising look, and then looked over at his brother who was looking embarrassed. Dean's smirk widened and he rocked back on his heels with his hands in his pockets.
"Dean, this is Lexi. Lexi, this is Dean. It seems we were after the same witch."
"Nice to meet you, Dean. Thanks for letting us out of there."
"The pleasure's all mine." Dean said, eyeing her up and down again. "Speaking of witches…where is she?" He said addressing Sam.
"Um, she kind of got away."
"And how exactly, did that happen?" Dean looked from Lexi to Sam, neither one met his eyes. A slight blush had crept up onto Lexi's cheeks.
"Can we talk about it later? Right now, let's just get out of here."
"Fine. I can't wait to hear about it." Dean smirked. Sam rolled his eyes.
"Listen, Lexi we could probably work this job together, if you want. Why don't I get your number and I'll give you a call later?"
"Yeah, it might not be a bad idea now that she knows we're onto her." Plus, it would be nice getting to know the man she had just made out with, Lexi mused to her self.
They exchanged phone numbers and went through the items on the table and altar for clues about the next victim and the witch. They left the house and went their separate ways to their cars.
"So, Sammy…did you enjoy your seven minutes in heaven?" Dean wiggled his eyebrows up and down suggestively.
"Shut up, Dean."
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Thanks for reading. Reviews are appreciated.
A/N Was written as a oneshot, but after a couple of suggestions for continuation, looks like I'll be adding some more chapters.
