"Quizá no fue coincidencia encontrarme contigo. Tal vez esto lo hizo el destino. Quiero dormirme de nuevo en tu pecho y después me despierten tus besos…"
~Flashback~
After Dean left, I was left a mess. Maybe I was making a mistake. Seeing him confirmed that I still had feelings for Dean. We still had unfinished business… But I loved Daniel too. I had started a relationship with Daniel not knowing that it'd end up this way. I looked at the wedding dress that was lying on the bathroom floor in the residents' lounge. I took a deep breath and stripped off my scrubs again, tossing them on the floor. I picked up the dress and tried it on again.
I didn't think this would be my wedding dress but maybe just the idea. Maybe trying on the dress would make it more of a reality that I was marrying Daniel. And I did! There was no doubt about it. But part of me was still with Dean. And that kiss… But I couldn't hurt Daniel. Not after everything we had been through and all he had given up for me… I knew it sounded terrible and selfish but honestly, I was at loss right now. I looked up and stared at my reflection in the mirror. I wasn't quite sure what came over me, but all of a sudden, I started crying.
"Oh my God…. Oh my God!" I gasped. The tears escalated and I was becoming a mess. I heard the door open and close and I turned around to see who it was. Luckily, it wasn't some random person that'd look at me weirdly, but it was Bradley.
"Woah, Jen, are you okay?" he asked.
"No," I replied, shaking my head. I collapsed in his arms and began to sob hysterically. Bradley just held me and let me cry. I think that we both knew that I needed this so he didn't ask questions or anything. He just held me.
"B-b-Bradley. I can't breathe. I can't, I have to get this wedding dress off I-, just, I can't breathe!" I exclaimed. Bradley helped me as I practically tore the dress off, leaving me in my underwear. I took a couple of deep breaths once the dress was off.
"Here," Bradley said, handing me my scrubs.
"Thanks," I replied. I put them on and then sat against the wall, staring into thin air, aimlessly.
"Do you… want to talk about it?" Bradley asked.
"Do you think it's possible to be in love with two people at once?" I asked back, looking over at him.
Bradley sighed, "Does this have anything to do with Dean?" I shot him a look. How did he know? "Katie told me.
"Oh… and yes, it does. He just left. Things just feel so… unfinished. But I love Daniel. I know I do. He's great and yes, I want to be married to him it's just…" I stammered.
"You never finished loving Dean," Bradley replied.
I nodded silently.
"He's gone now though. He's seeing someone else. I just needed to say goodbye. I guess… I guess this is the part where I finish loving him," I said, determined. I was saying these words aloud almost for myself rather than for Bradley.
"Jennie, wait, I don't want you to make any rash decisions. I think you need some time to think about things. Don't marry Daniel just because you feel obligated to," Bradley said.
I nodded, "I know."
~End Flashback~
"Wow it's like we can't get away. The minute we move out, we're right back in your house," Katie said, dissatisfied.
"What's been going on?" I asked.
"I don't know just weird scratching noises and the lights have been acting up lately. We even called an electrician and he said nothing was wrong with the lights," Katie replied.
"You guys, I told you I was taking care of it," I assured.
"But how are you going to fix it?" Katie asked, peeved.
I understood that she and Bradley have been through hell and back. They had broken up and gotten back together about a billion times over the past five years and now that they were finally married, they were having house issues. The house that they had bought had appeared to be perfect but after a few weeks of being in it, weird things started happening. They thought it was pests or electricity issues but I knew better. Once they told me about what was going on, I recalled a story that Dean had told me about demon hunting so I called Dean last night and he said he'd be coming to the hospital today.
"Don't worry about it," I replied.
"Sorry I snapped I just, it felt like everything was falling into place and now this. Maybe it's a sign," Katie sighed.
"It's not a sign, Katie! You and Bradley are meant to be. Don't even think that way," I said.
"I guess, I don't know. Look I should get going. I have surgery soon," Katie said.
"See you later," I said back.
Once Katie was gone, I checked my watch. It was right about time for me to meet up with Dean. I had nervous butterflies in my stomach as I walked to the lobby. I hadn't seen him in five years and we hadn't exactly left it on a good note. Well it wasn't like it was bad but it was really… depressing. We thought we were saying goodbye. Calling him last night took so much. I could barely get it out of my mind.
~Flashback~
I had called Sam first but there was no answer and I decided not to leave a message. Part of me felt like I was being facetious but if anything happened to Katie and Bradley I would never forgive myself if I knew that there was something that I could've done to help. I then stared at my phone. Could I really do this? The sad thing was, part of me wanted to do this. On impulse, before I could stop myself, I dialed his number and pushed send. I could press end now but what was the use?I took a deep breath and then pressed the phone to my ear, just listening to the phone ring. He wasn't picking up. This was stupid. Why the hell was I calling him? He didn't want to hear from me! I was about to hang up when all of a sudden there was an answer on about the last ring.
"Hello?" that deep, manly voice asked, surprised. Oh right, he had caller ID. I was so stupid. I almost wanted to just hang up now but once again, he had caller ID.
"Hi," I said, swallowing hard. I could feel my mouth getting dry.
"Jennie?" he asked.
"Yeah, hi," I replied.
"Uh, hi, what's going on?" he asked. He seemed to be really caught off guard but if I were in his situation I probably would be too.
"Um, you might remember them. Katie and Bradley are good friends of mine and they just bought a house together," I started.
"Of course! What's up?" Dean asked.
"Well the house has been having some issues: weird scratching noises, lights flickering, misplaced object. It kind of seemed up your alley so I uh, I decided why not call you," I explained, feeling extremely uncomfortable.
There was a switch in Dean's voice. He sounded determined and almost worried about me, "Yeah I'll be there by tomorrow."
"You can do that?" I asked.
There was a long pause before he finally said, "Yeah, I'll be there. How's three at the hospital?"
"That sounds great. I'll take off work and we can go over together," I said.
"Jennie, maybe you shouldn't come with me," he started.
"Dean look, they're my friends. I want to," I replied.
There was another long pause before he said, "Yeah alright. I'll see you."
"You too," I replied before hanging up. What had I just done?
~End Flashback~
I waited in the lobby of the hospital nervously. I glanced at my watch. He was late. Maybe he wasn't coming. Maybe something had happened. Ugh, I needed to stop worry so much! And that's when it happened. Dean came through those two automatic sliding doors and there he was, just standing there. He looked good. My heart raced and I fought the urge to jump for joy. I shouldn't be feeling like this.
"Hi," I greeted, seeing him and trying to contain myself.
"Hi," he replied.
There was a moment of awkwardness but I hugged him lightly.
"So uh, thanks for coming. It means a lot actually. It's possible that it's nothing but I just want to be safe. Also, Katie and Bradley don't know about... Well they don't know about you or what you do," I explained, almost apologetically.
"It's no problem and it's better safe than sorry," Dean said.
"Okay. Well um, how are you?" I asked. After saying that, I felt like an idiot. We hadn't even said that we were friends the last time we saw each other. We had said goodbye. And that kiss… It was something I never forgot, no matter how hard I tried to tell myself it was just goodbye. It felt a whole lot more than goodbye.
"I've been good," he replied.
"And coming here was not a problem?" I asked, trying to see friendly.
"No, I uh, I've actually been… living here," Dean replied.
"Excuse me?" I asked, caught off guard. I could feel all the blood rush to my face.
"I uh, I moved to Seattle about a year ago," he replied, hesitantly.
Well, slap me in the face, why don't you? He had been here for a year and no call? Then again, we had never said we'd be friends. I opened my mouth to say something but I was interrupted by a small voice and a pair of arms wrapping around my legs.
"Mijo, qué esta haciendo aqui? (Son, what're you doing here?)" I asked, a smile creeping on my face. I picked the little boy up into my arms and he wrapped his small legs around my waist.
"No me gusta la guardería, (I don't like daycare)" the little boy pouted.
"Necesitas quedarte en la guardería, (You need to stay in daycare!)" I said back.
"Por qué no puedo quedarme con abuelo? (Why can't I stay with grandpa?)" the Little boy asked back.
"Por qué abuelo esta enseñado, querido, (Because Grandpa is teaching, dear)" I replied.
"Quién es? (Who is this?)" the boy asked, looking at Dean. Lucas gave Dean somewhat of a dirty look and I chuckled. Lucas was always very protective of me. I looked back at Dean. He looked overwhelmed and slightly confused.
"Lucas, this is Dean. Es un… amigo de yo. (He is… a friend of mine.) Dean, this is my son, Lucas," I introduced.
Now Dean looked just as shocked and almost horrified as I had when he had told me that he was living here.
"Y-your son?" Dean stammered, shocked.
"Yes," I answered. We had really gotten off to a terrible start.
"Oh wow, congratulations," Dean swallowed.
"Mijo, quiero que vuelvas a la guardaria, por favor (Son, I want you to go back to daycare, please)," I begged, setting Lucas down on the ground.
"Lucas! There you are! We've been looking all over for you!" Nurse Jane exclaimed, seeing Lucas.
"Sorry. I just wanted to come see my mom," Lucas replied, shyly. I looked at him in disbelief. He was playing the whole innocent, shy card with the nurse so that he wouldn't be in trouble. Where had he learned that from?
"Okay well now that you've seen her we should get you back, silly," Nurse Jane said.
"Go ahead, sweetie. Go back with, Jane," I encouraged, kneeling down to be on my son's level.
"Adios, mama. Te amo, (Bye, Mom. I love you)," he said.
I smiled, "Te amo tambien (I love you too.)," I felt his little arms wrap around my neck and kiss my cheek before he left with the nurse back to the daycare that they hospital held.
"Ready to go?" I asked Dean.
"Yeah," he replied, still in shock. I knew there'd be a lot that we had to talk about later.
"Maybe it was no coincidence for us to meet. Maybe this was destiny. I want to fall asleep in your chest again and then be awaken by your kisses..."
Author's Note: Here's chapter one of the sequel! I sure threw you a curve ball, huh? So, a lot of the sequel incorporates Spanish. I've decided to just write in right next to the Spanish, English text in the parentheses. Happy reading and let me know what you think! Also, the title of the chapter comes from the song Colgando en Tus Manos (Hanging in your hands) by Carlos Baute and Marta Sanchez. I'll post a line at the top in Spanish and then the English at the bottom of the page like this chapter. The song pretty much describes them at the moment... I hope things don't get too confusing…