I love you, Mr. Winchester and Mr. Winchester
This is a story about a love triangle of Sam Winchester, his girlfriend Erin Jacobs, and Dean Winchester. Sam and Erin are in love, and Dean… well he feels more for his brother's girl than he should. Multiple POVs, chapter name equal who's POV is being used.
Chapter 1: Erin
Almost done, one toe left. I dip the brush into the aqua blue nail polish bottle and then finish painting my big toe. Hmm, maybe some white dots would look cute with this. As I reach for the white bottle from my bag I see it presented before me over my right shoulder by a large hand. I smile, at the sight of the hand and then I feel a sweet kiss on my cheek from behind that makes me giggle. I take a deep breath; I smell my favorite, roses.
"Happy Birthday sweetheart," I hear his beautiful voice say into my right ear, followed by another kiss this time on my neck. He puts a single red rose in front of my nose and I breathe the beautiful scent in. I turn around and place my hand on his cheek and kiss his lips. If there was such a thing as perfect lips, his were. So soft, yet firm and warm, when he kisses me I can feel it in my tippy toes. Sam holds my face between his large hands and kisses me back, three times. "I believe this is for you." He says handing me the rose, sitting down next to me. He looks so cute in his navy and black plaid shirt.
"Thank you babe," I say taking the rose. "By the way, how did you know I was getting the white polish?"
"Because I read minds." Said Sam sarcastically, I chuckle and jokingly punch his firm arm. Even if I were to really punch his arm, it would hurt me more than it would him; his arms are huge, hard and muscly. I love his arms.
"Thanks for not going overboard with the whole birthday thing by the way." I say to him.
"Yes ma'am, I wanted to make you smile, not want to smack me." He says with his beautiful no teeth smirk.
"Me, smack you?" I say standing up in front of him, caressing his left cheek with the rose, looking into his beautiful dreamy green eyes. "You are too adorable for me to do that." I say. I kiss his lips again, first with a simple peck then, I feel him wrap his arms around me in a tight embrace. We kiss each other with passion, Sam lies back on his back on the bed and I'm on top of him. I kiss him with all I have, with one hand on his hard tight chest and the other intertwined with his soft, luscious long brown hair. Sam holds my face and waist, tight against him. I part my lips from his for a moment, looking down at him, "I love you, you know. No one has ever been as good to me, as you have." I say softly running my hand over his forehead and cheek.
"I've never been happier in my entire life then I am now, being here with you. I love you too Erin." Says Sam eagerly pulling my face back down to his. We may be in a cheap motel that doesn't even have cable in the middle of nowhere, but the point is that we are alone and together. Dean isn't here right now; we don't have a job this week. This alone time, is something we don't get too often, so it's precious when we do. It's the perfect way to spend my birthday as far as I'm concerned. A simple rose for a present, and being in the arms of the one person I love most in this world, nothing could be better.
Later on I wake up curled into Sam's chest with his arm around me. I carefully pull his arm off of me and sit up, rubbing my eyes. I hear Sam beginning to wake up from behind me. Sam kisses the back of my right shoulder, where my pentagram tattoo is.
"Hi." I say, "What time is it?" I ask. I look at the window and notice it is dark outside. Sam reaches for his phone to check the time. He looks so beautiful without a shirt on, almost angelic. He has the most amazing body I have ever seen, so buff and perfectly sculpted, like a statue.
"Twenty eight minutes passed nine." Says Sam looking over his phone.
"Well since it's so late why don't I go get us a late night snack?" I ask him flirtatiously, smoothing his hair out of his handsome face.
"Ok, sounds good to me. But don't take too long, I might end up missing you." He says looking at me with a smirk, kissing my hand that I'm smoothing his hair with.
"Oh well then I'll just have to grab something to go I guess." I say grinning into a kiss. I stand up and grab a pair of jeans, a black t-shirt and some flip flops and put them on. Then I pull my hair up in a messy bun and grab my purse. I turn the TV on to some night time sitcom for Sam to watch while I'm gone. "Ok babe I'll be back in a few." I say heading for the motel door. Before I walk out the door I open my purse to make sure my gun is in it. Once I know it's secure I open the door and walk out. I look across from me and notice a little twenty four hour diner down the road, sounds good to me. I walk down to the diner carefully and quietly, always listening and paying attention to my surroundings, what can I say I'm a hunter. Once I arrive at the diner I am greeted by an older lady, which I assume is a waitress.
"For here or to go?" She asks with a pad in her hand.
"To go please, could I please see a menu?" I ask.
"Yes sugar you may." She says, handing me a menu. This diner looks so cool, it has an old mom and pop 1950s feel to it. I look over the menu to see what all they have and choose something quickly.
"Um, I'd like to order one buffalo chicken salad, and one angus beef burger with fries. Oh and two bottled waters." I say. Even though I'm dating the health food and nutrition freak brother, I eat a lot like Dean does. Sam tries so hard to get me to want to eat more healthy, and every and then I do give in and order a salad or something like that, but more often than not I eat whatever the hell I want.
"Ok honey that will be $11.97." she says looking at me. I grab one of the many credit cards from my purse and hand it to her. "Thank you Miss, Margery Sampson." She says reading the alias name off of it.
"Yes ma'am." I say taking back the card as she processes it.
"It'll be about twenty minutes, so why don't you have a seat in one of the booths."
"Ok, and thank you, I'll be over here." I walk away from her and sit in one of the booths toward the back. I feel my phone vibrate in my purse and take it out. I look over it and see that it is just a text message from my cousin wishing me a happy birthday. I look up from my phone and jump all startled, and by instinct grabbing for my gun. "Gosh Dean you just can't sneak up on a hunter like that, you know that, I could have shot you." I say letting out a deep breath, putting my purse down.
"With that little pea shooter? Please." He says with sarcasm.
"Hey that little pea shooter has killed quite a few things, thank you very much. And saved your ass a few times too." I say. "What are you doing here anyways?" I ask him, wondering.
"Well I was on the way to the motel when I decided to stop by for a bite to eat. And I saw you sitting here so," he says.
"Well I ordered something for me and Sam so I'll meet you back at the motel ok?" I say, seeing the waitress come with my orders in to go boxes.
"Oh tell Sammy I found us a case, some shifters have been killing a good portion of people down in Georgia, near thirty."
"Ok, I'll pass it on." I say rising from the table to get the orders from the waitress. I walk out of the diner and head back to the hotel room. Once I get in I see Sam sitting on the bed with pajama pants and a grey t-shirt on, with his laptop in his lap. "Hey babe I got you a salad."
"Did you get yourself one too?"
"Sam Winchester will you give up already?" I say teasing him.
"Never!" he says with a funny voice. I take the meals out of the cartons and sort the food out.
"Oh I ran into Dean at the diner, he says we have a shifter case down in Georgia."
(More to come! In the soon to be Chapter 2: Dean)