A/N: this is an explanation to 'When the Past Collides With the Present' you have silently tearful to than for this… She wanted an explanation and here it is. it was supposed to go into the 'Love Is For Me' collection and be an epic one shot but it just got away from and took on a life of its own. For some reason I'm just having a bit to much fun and sleepless nights because of this thing. Its going to be in four parts I think who knows, plot bunnies man their driving me nuts. But seriously silently tearful you can keep them coming because Caroline/Dean are my favorite people to write about. So here's hoping you all like it I know I had a blast writing it.
Prompt: secrets
Characters: Dean/Caroline, and most of the characters of both shows.
Summary: You took me by surprise, with just one look
Category: Romance/angst and broken heart with a dash of humor.Suggested Listening: 'Surprise, Surprise' By: Brett Dennen
/You Were My Greatest Secret/
She is walking giggling with Elena and Bonnie, it just a normal day the bright sun shinning lighting their path to school. They stopped at the stop light waiting for the light to turn so they could cross the road. Keeping up the mindless chatter, she smiled at Elena and slipped her big sunglasses over her eyes. They giggled at something Bonnie had said and started walking but she stopped when a rumble pulled to a stop not really thinking Caroline turned towards the sound and stopped dead in her tracks. A big black classic beauty was idling waiting for the group of people to walk. Her eyes skidded to the driver and she was locked in place. Her eyes locked with his long nimble fingers that had been drumming a steady rhythm stopped. She slid her glasses off, locked eyes with the driver he was probably about her age, and she was sure she had never seen him around here before. With just one look, he set her skin on fire.
His eyes locked onto the pretty blonde just a few feet away her blonde curly hair curling around her face a smile curved her full lips and her green eyes were wide. She's going to be trouble, he thought, it was just an errant thought no real clue where it came from but some how he knew it would be true. He planned to stay as far away from her as he could get but since they would probably go to the same school, he did not know how he was going to avoid it. He had to try if she could set his body on fire with just one look what could she do to him if he touched her let his hand grasp hers. He shook his head to rid himself of these thoughts. Girls like her were not safe he needed to stay away from girls like her.
She had not seen that boy in the big black beauty since this morning so she did not give him another thought…well that's what she tells herself anyhow. She sits there at the Grill with Bonnie and Elena. Stefan has his arm wrapped around Elena's shoulders and Jeremy was in the background giving Bonnie mooneyes. So silly -she thought. She felt a chill run down her spine and she could feel someone watching her it wasn't an unpleasant feeling but it still made her feel a bit disorientated. She turned around to see if she could find out who was watching her and instead saw the door swinging close. Without a second thought, she turned towards her friends and murmured, "I'll be back." She sent them a bright smile when they looked at her worry etched into their faces. "I'll be fine," She said soothing their fears.
She grabbed her purse and took off towards the exit, as she was walking out the door; she caught a glimpse of a brown leather jacket turning the corner. Against her better judgment she followed she knew who it was it was the boy from earlier she had a feeling he had been avoiding her. Why she had no clue and no real evidence to prove it, it was just a gut feeling she had. "Hey!" She said to his retreating back. He stopped letting her catch up to him. "Why are you avoiding me?" she said once she was close enough to him. He didn't turn towards her but she heard his deep rumbling laughter, laughter that started somewhere deep in his chest.
"What makes you think I'm avoiding you princess?" he called her princess, she humped really he was going to start name calling huh? "Well excuse me you hoodlum!" She snapped and turned to leave to go back to her friend's people, who cared. He stopped her, his hand clasping around her wrist her skin burned with a subtle flame where their skin touched. It was a nice feeling. "Did you just call me a hoodlum?" He asked and she didn't have to look at him to see the smile she knew was there. She turned to look anyhow, somehow she knew he would look absolutely glorious when he smiled and she was right. What she hadn't counted on was his eyes the way they twinkled with mirth and mischief the gold flecks that dotted the greenness of his eyes; she could drown in those eyes.
His full lips were quirked into a crooked smile that stole her breath. She suddenly wanted to kiss this stranger wanted to feel his lips on hers and what a thought that was she didn't even know him had no idea who the hell he was. Except that, he was a gorgeous stranger that drove a beautiful car. "Ye…yes I called you a hoodlum. Now would you please…" She didn't know what she was pleading for but her eyes strayed to were his hand was locked around her wrist. His smile grew and he took a step towards her. His smile was inviting, inviting her to do things with him asking her to ditch her friends, come, and play with him. Would she say no could she even form the words?
"Caroline?" he watched her head jerk towards the sound of a girl calling her name, her name was Caroline huh, nice name suited her. "Care where are you?" his lip curled in distaste now that one didn't. He stepped closer to her his lips brushing against the delicate shell of her ear he didn't know why he was doing this considering he had told himself he wouldn't do exactly this but he just couldn't stop himself from whispering in her ear. "Come with me," he says his voice no higher than a breath, "come with me Caroline." Her breathing hitched and so did her pulse. Her nose scrunched up in thought -a habit she probably didn't realize she had- they had maybe just a few more seconds before they were caught and he didn't want to meet her friend he wanted her all to himself.
She looks at him her green eyes bright as emeralds a smile to rival his own quirks her lips and she nods. They jump into a little wooded area by the bar just as a caramel skinned girl with long dark hair came around the corner. They stay there a moment while the girl looks around and Caroline has to clamp her hands over her mouth to hide her giggles. She looks at him her green eyes dancing making her look so alive, so happy he can't help himself he smiles back at her. He has never met someone who was this genuinely happy when the coast was clear he helped her through the little area and walked her towards the Impala.
"Is she yours?" She asks her long fingers dancing across the roof. He nodded -really it was all he could do there was just something about the way her fingers moved across the Impalas roof that made a lump stick in his throat. She smiled at him again, as he opened the door for her; she slid into the passenger seat with one graceful movement. He watched her, as he climbed into the driver seat, as she fixed her short dress and slipped her high heels off she pulled her feet up onto the seat and looked at him. "What?" she asked looking down she eyed herself critically seeing if anything was out of place seeing if she had missed something. He had a feeling she never really let her hair down. "Nothing," He murmured as he started up the Impala smiling as the engine roared to life. "Its just…why did you take your shoes off?" he added when she looked like she didn't believe him.
"Oh well…" She murmured looking a little flustered, she gave a little wave of her hand, "Well my daddy always said that you should treat classics like this like the royalty they are." Well he liked that idea very much. "I think I would like your dad." she nodded sadness creeping into her green eyes making them go dark. "Yeah I think you would have." They way she talked about him in the past tense made him jolt it was that look on her face now that's how he knows her dad didn't just run off that he was dead. He had a feeling that he wore a similar look when he was forced to talk about his mom. "So what's there to do around here sweetheart?" He asked flashing that famous Winchester grin. She laughed at him and said, "Go straight when you come to the third stop light take a left, then your first right, then another left." He nodded threw the Impala into reverse and pulled out of the parking lot.
She laid in the tall grass Dean at her side she had never done this with anyone before it was new experience and you know what she liked it. A lot. She could hear the river gently lapping against the riverbank his soft intake of breath. She rolled over to her side so she could look at him he had his arms behind his head using them as a pillow. His worn leather jacket was on the ground next to him and his fathomless green eyes stared at the expansive sky that was darted with bright stars. "Tell me something Dean…" she starts but stops when he looks at her his green eyes dancing and that devastating smile dancing across his lips. "What d'ya want to know princess?" she frowned at that…well she felt like she should anyhow. For some reason though she really wanted to smile. She actually kinda liked it when he called her that.
"This situation isn't permanent is it?" It wasn't really a question more of a quiet statement of facts. He had told her that his family traveled, a lot, but she couldn't stop herself from hoping. "No this isn't permanent," He murmured quietly his gaze back on the stars, "We leave on Friday." The information floored her. Friday…that was just four days away. "Oh," She whispered rolling onto her back. Well was there any point to this then he was leaving soon and she would probably never see him again. She didn't like that at all. He surprised her by rolling over to her half on top of half off his breath danced across her neck and her own breathing hitched up a couple of paces. "It may not be permanent Caroline but we can make the best of it don't you think?"
"You mean you've lived here," He waved a big hand to encompass the neighborhood they were currently in, "And you have never been here?" He looked a little shocked; she nodded a little smile dancing on her lips. "Wow, you need to get out more." she huffed out a bit of laughter at that but she didn't say anything to it just eyed the little hamburger joint they were at. She walked over to the picnic tables while he ordered. She had just three more days with him and they were skipping school just to hang out together.
She was just glad that summer was almost here she was going to need the distraction while he was gone. Of course, there would be the questions from her friends, it was already starting but she was keeping them at arms length. She wanted him to meet them but to be honest she was really liking having him all to herself. Still…it was a topic that was going to be brought up today even if she had to pin him down and make him; he wasn't very big on 'share and care' as he called it. She smiled at him when he walked over to where she was sitting a big bag full of food holding two drinks a bit precariously in his hands.
He watches her as she swings on the tire swing her little bikini clad bottom hanging over the edge he could only see her eyes as she twisted and spun around. "Whatcha thinking so hard about princess?" he asks lounging at the edge of the river the water softly lapping at his feet. It was nice here quiet not a bunch of screaming teens running around. It was just the two of them and they could enjoy the little time they had left. She gave a little huff of laughter she claimed she didn't like it when he called her that but her smile said differently. "I was wondering why you don't want to meet my friends." He sat up at that leaning his arm on his knee, he picked at the ground not really wanting to meet her eyes.
"I'm not good enough for you blondie, and I think they would know that." She coughed and murmured something under breath that sounded like 'bullshit' but he couldn't be to sure, because when he looked up at her she was smiling that same carefree smile. He knew she was going to be trouble for the start. "Well what about your family can I meet them?" yeah cause he really wanted her to get involved with his family. "Can I meet your mom?" she nodded something he wasn't expecting from what she has told him her relationship with her mother was strained at best. "Cant we just leave it alone Caroline?" He looked away from her out towards the water he was so lost he didn't even notice her getting off the tire swing and walking over to him. She slid her arms around his neck murmuring, "I'm sorry Dean, sure lets drop it there isn't much time left after all." she kissed his neck and he ran his fingers through her soft as silk hair.
John walked into the tiny motel room and examined the scene before him. Sam was dancing around going on about Dean having mooneyes for some mysterious girl, while Dean sat on the couch ignoring his brother. He was watching TV or making a good show of it at least, but John could tell that his oldest mind was on other things. He sighed, he knows that look seen it before his boy was falling for this girl -whoever she was- and he was falling hard. He has seen that look before when he was young and just met Mary it is that same wide eyed holy-crap-is-this-happening-to-me look.
He hated to do this to Dean and they could think him a monster for this but what other choice does he have. This life isn't suitable for relationships this girl whoever she is would wind up dead, that's what happens when a woman loves a Winchester. "Sammy could you go and get some ice please?" It wasn't a request but he posed it as one he needed to go about this gently and he didn't need Sam here to do it. For whatever reason Dean has been keeping this girl a close kept secret. "But dad we…" He sighed and pinched the bridge of his nose the universal sign that he was pushing his luck. Thankfully, Sam just sighed and mumbled under his breath as he grabbed the ice bucket. He was still grumbling as he walked out the door. "Dean could you come here?" He asks as he sits down at the wobbly table.
John eyed Dean for a moment as he sat down and settled himself. God he didn't want to do this despite general belief he didn't like moving his boys around uprooting them all the time and now that Dean seemed to have found someone…well this was killing him. "What's up dad?" this wasn't in the manual, with a sudden fierceness he wished Mary were here guiding him telling him what to do. "Dean…um…" he stopped took a deep breath and started over again. This was for the best, the best for Dean and this girl they could move on and live and Dean wouldn't have to watch her die like he did Mary. "We need to go; I got some info on a hunt in Minnesota. We leave at first dawn… go and say your good-byes son."
"So soon?" she whispered, he nodded and couldn't look at her. He had no clue where they were going where the road they were on would take them. This was new territory for them both. He knew this, he liked being near her, her smile seemed to warm the coldest part of his heart and she had managed to break down several walls he had put up. Neither of them spoke he didn't think she could with the way her throat was furiously working. She looked out over the water the only light was the moon. It cast her in its shadow and he couldn't see her properly. "Dean…will I ever see you again." she asked finally looking at him her eyes were diamond bright and he wished he wasn't the one causing her this pain. "If I have anything to do about it." She nodded a decision lightning her eyes making them clearer than they had been a moment ago she crashed her lips to his and he was lost.
When he left her she was sleeping her head pillowed on his bomber jacket her hair falling in her face. She looked like a fairy from one of those fairytales his mom used to read to him. Her knitted dress rose up her thigh and fell off one shoulder, he didn't want to leave not now not when they just met and things were so new before they even had a chance. He'd come back, he thought, he'd come back and see where this road would take them.