A/N: don't own don't sue
A/N: don't own don't sue
Full Summary: Sequel to Hell Hath No Fury. After the events of Season 2, Dean and Sam have found a way out of Dean's bargain and pay a visit to Maddy who is back in the States and working in a museum. Naturally she gets swept up into more hunting, and back on the road with Dean.
Pairings: DeanOFC SamOFC
Rating: M for language and eventual sex scenes
Lyrics at the beginning from 'Last Thing On My Mind' by Leanne Rimes and Ronan Keating.
There shall be much more Dean and Sam-age in the next chapter I promise.
The Devil's Road
Chapter Two – Last Thing On My Mind
Four o'clock in the morning
My mind's filled with a thousand thoughts of you
And how you left without warning
But lookin' back I'm sure ya tried to talk it through
Now I see it so clearly
We're together but living separate lives
So I wanna tell you I'm sorry
Baby I can't find the words
But if I could
Then you know I would yeah yeah yeah
No I won't let go, know what we can be
I won't watch my life crashin' down on me
Guess I had it all right there before my eyes
Girl I'm sorry now, you were the last thing on my mind
You carried me like a river
How far we've come still surprises me
And now I look in the mirror
Staring back is the man I used to be, with you
How I long for you, yeah
Be with you
How I long for you
No I won't let go, know what we can be
I won't watch my life crashin' down on me
Guess I had it all right there before my eyes, yeah
Girl I'm sorry now, you were the last thing on my mind
"This is… a dump." Dean said, as he climbed out of the car.
There were various other cars in the lot outside the ramshackle old bar, including Bobby's truck. They climbed up the incline to where the bar was situated behind overgrown bushes. Sam pushed open the doors cautiously, peering into the gloomy darkness of the bar.
"Over here boys."
Squinting at the back of the bar Sam could just make out Bobby and Ellen sat with a group of people around a big table covered in files. They made their way over, weaving through the abandoned tables with mismatched chairs and stools piled onto them.
"You're responsible for Maddy, I take it." Ellen said with an almost disapproving look on her face.
Sam took an empty seat next to Maddy and Dean slouched into a chair next to him. Ellen introduced the brothers to a few hunter friends of their father's who were scattered around the table all looking equally exhausted and weary.
"We're just waiting for the Capote's." Bobby said, sliding a beer at each of the brothers.
They exchanged small pleasantries with the other hunters while they waited, discussing the different hunts they had all just finished.
"That is not true."
They all turned to look at a couple who had just entered the bar mid-argument. Ellen stood up to go and greet them, looking very pleased to see them.
"This is Rowan and Isaac Capote."
Everyone was greeted and said hello and then the real business began. The demons which had spread were becoming increasingly public and something had to be done. Sam for once found himself not really listening as he watched Rowan Capote slide into a seat at the table. She had denim knee-length cut-offs on under a long off-the-shoulder white t-shirt and a pair of wedge-heeled sandals that wrapped around her leg. She looked very neat and fresh for a hunter with her long red hair in a tidy plait over her shoulder.
He realised he was staring and he shifted his eyes back to Bobby and Ellen who were pointing at various points of the map which were circled with red pen. He watched Isaac make his way back from the bar with a hand full of drinks and a suspicious look in his eye and he shifted uncomfortably in his seat.
"Isaac." Maddy said suddenly, as if she had only just noticed him for the first time.
A smile lit her face up as she got to her feet to hug Isaac. Sam watched Dean's hand clench on the beer he was holding as Isaac sat down between Maddy and Rowan. As Maddy stood up again to accept the file Ellen was handing to their end of the table, Sam watched both Dean and Isaac eyeing Maddy's revealing outfit. They were caught in the middle of a heatwave and she was only in a pair of ripped denim shorts, a flimsy orange halter-neck top and a pair of dusty espadrilles at the end of her rapidly browning legs. Sam was surprised Rowan wasn't the slightest bit bothered by Isaac's obvious interest. Which was more than could be said for Dean, whose eyes were getting narrower and narrower.
"You guys alright with that?"
Sam turned to see the other half of the table staring at them expectantly.
"Sure, Ellen." Maddy said, grinning at them and getting to her feet as the hunters started filing out, obviously having agreed on something.
They got to their feet to follow the older hunters out of the bar, Dean and Isaac on either side of Maddy as she lowered her sunglasses back over her eyes. Sam found Rowan besides him, already studying the file which Ellen had handed them.
"Have you been hunting long?" Sam finally asked, holding the bar door open for her.
She looked up as though surprised to find him there. She had very big almond-shaped green eyes Sam noted idly.
"A few years." She shrugged, tucking the folder into her arms as the trio in front of them stopped by Maddy's car.
"How did you and your husband get into it?" Sam continued, gripping her hand lightly when she almost tripped over a large rock in the ground.
Rowan suddenly looked amused, the freckles on her nose twitching as she smiled up at him.
"He's my brother, not my husband." She said as they stopped next to her brother's car. "One of my lecture buildings at Yale was haunted, Bobby sorted it out and I liked the idea of it." She shrugged again. "I think I'm still in that phase where it's exciting and interesting."
Before Sam could reply Isaac had appeared next to them with a scowl on his face.
"We got a job already." He told Rowan, looking at Sam beadily from behind his dark glasses.
As Rowan introduced them to each other Maddy was busy eying Isaac from a distance. They had met on one of her many flights to various pockets of the globe for her research and had spent the eighteen hour flight and the following twelve-hour period stranded at the airport talking about anything. She was too messed up about Dean to notice that he was very attractive although she had felt uncomfortably aware of the niggling tension between them.
At the moment he was in battered and ripped jeans and a red t-shirt with "Sex Is Evil, Evil Is Sin, Sin Is Forgiven, So Get Stuck In" in white letters scrawled across the front, his short curly black hair was sticking to his head with sweat and he had half an inch of stubble on his chin. He looked like a rock star and he also looked damn good.
"Finished?" Dean snapped, busy spreading the maps they had been given out over the hood of the Impala.
"Just about." She said, accepting the iced drink Sam handed her and turning back to look at the maps.
"So where are we starting boys?" She asked, trying to avoid letting her bare skin touch the burning metal of the car.
"We?" Dean said with a raised eyebrow.
Maddy stood up straighter and glared at him, chewing on the straw in her drink idly.
"After dragging me all the way out here for the big "cause", you don't want my help… fine."
She turned her back on them to face Bobby who was chatting to Ellen by his truck and shouted out across the car-park at him.
"Hey Bobby… can you take care of my car?"
He shrugged and nodded at her so she tossed her keys towards him, pointing her car out. She turned back to Dean and smiled sweetly at him.
"See you around." She said quietly, kissing Sam on the cheek as she sauntered past them and over to Isaac and Rowan.
"What did you do that for?" Sam asked Dean in exasperation as Maddy retrieved her bags from her car and loaded them into Isaac and Rowan's car.
"I didn't do anything." Dean snarled, shoving the maps into his bag and flouncing into the Impala. "She overreacted."
Sam shook his head and decided against arguing any further with him and got into the car. He rang Maddy as Isaac's car roared past them, letting her know which job they were taking.
"Ours is in the next town over." She informed him as Dean pulled up level with Isaac's car.
It was a '68 Dodge Charger in the sexiest shade of red Maddy had ever seen. She rolled the window down to let the breeze in and leaned out to wave at Sam.
"We'll have to have dinner when we get there and catch up." She called out over the noise as the cars raced down the deserted highway.
Dean resolutely took the long way around to get to the town where people had been disappearing to avoid running into the other car again. He was stonily silent for the entire trip and Sam took advantage of that fact to go through the research Ellen had provided for them as a start. They had time for a quick nap and a shower and change of clothes before Sam was standing in the middle of their motel room jangling the car keys at Dean.
"Come on, we're late."
Dean was stubbornly sat at the desk filing through the local newspapers they had picked up from the motel reception.
"What for?"
Sam rolled his eyes, grinning wickedly at Dean as he moved to lounge against the doorframe.
"Fine, just the four of us then." He said slyly, hardly containing an amused burst of laughter as Dean finally got to his feet and stomped out after him.
They pulled up outside the restaurant on the edge of town where Maddy had told Sam to meet them. The three of them were already inside, tucked into a large alcove which gave them all some privacy to discuss business. Isaac was drawing quite a few interested looks in his black cords and long-sleeved grey sweater, newly shaved and with his hair still wet from his shower.
"Rowan and Maddy are in the bathroom." He told them flatly, ignoring them completely as they sat down opposite him.
Dean was distinctly aware that he looked rough next to Isaac and he was not happy, even when the waitress purposefully bent over him to hand Sam his drink and exposed her expansive cleavage barely contained by her uniform he didn't bother to return the pressure. Maddy and Rowan were giggling when they finally returned from the bathroom and Sam nearly knocked his drink over getting up to greet them.
"Such a girl." Dean muttered to himself eyeing Rowan appreciatively as she sat down next to Isaac.
She felt his gaze and blushingly turned to Sam to avoid the attention.
"Is your motel nice?" She finally asked, biting her lower lip and tilting her head to the side to look at him under her lashes.
He nodded, replying politely and watching Dean carefully as he glared at Isaac when Maddy brushed against him sliding into her seat at the end of the table. She was looking particularly delectable in a knee-length black pencil skirt with an almost indecent slit up her left thigh and an emerald-green backless halter-necked top. She was also in the sexiest shoes he'd ever seen, a good six inches high patent black with criss-crossing straps up her calves.
She was also blatantly flirting with Isaac; arching her body towards him in her seat, making eye contact and running her fingertips caressingly over her glass and staring at him with her head on one side.
Dean became more and more monosyllabic as the night wore on, Sam and Rowan were getting on like a house on fire and it was obvious Maddy had one goal in life at the moment; to piss him off. In return he had become outrageous with every passing waitress, who were all too happy to openly flirt with him not to mention the pretty woman at the next table whose much older husband was looking increasingly wintry.
"I'm just going to the bathroom." Maddy muttered, getting slightly unsteadily to her feet and wandering off in the direction of the bathroom.
Dean didn't even bother to excuse himself from the table or the waitress who had been filling up his glass of beer with one hand resting on his shoulder for balance; he just got to his feet and marched off after her. Isaac watched them go with narrowed eyes. Dean caught up with Maddy as she was about to enter the Ladies' Room, he grabbed her elbow and yanked her out of the door nearly sending her toppling over in her high heels.
"What are you doing?" She hissed as he dragged her into a nearby alcove where they were hidden from the restaurant by a huge potted plant. "Don't grab my arm like it belongs to you."
He frowned at her as she glared at him, leaning against the wall rubbing her elbow angrily.
"What's your problem?" She snapped, glaring up at him with glittering eyes.
Her chest was heaving and she looked as though she might burst into tears at any minute. Not used to that look in her eye Dean for once found himself with nothing to say, he stared at her for a long moment until she pulled herself together and shoved him away from her.
"Shouldn't you be drooling over one of those waitresses by now?" She taunted, shouldering past him and strolling back to the table with her hips swinging.
On the outset he was angry at Maddy but he was actually grinning to himself when he watched her making her way back to the table. Everyone had been treating him like glass since the contract debacle but not Maddy, she'd still kick him down a tall flight of stairs if he made her angry enough. Nothing changed. He watched her lower herself gracefully into her seat with one hand on Isaac's shoulder and rolled his eyes.
"Bloody pointless women talking crap." Dean muttered, giving himself a shake and wondering why he was at all bothered if she wanted to throw herself at Isaac.
A very pretty woman who had been eying him with considerable interest as she waited for her friend to finish in the bathroom flounced off at his angry outburst against her sex.
Maddy woke up with the worst headache she'd had in a very long time. She staggered out of bed and into the shower, emerging an hour later with huge circles under her eyes. She dragged on a pair of black cut offs and a baby blue t-shirt and scraped her hair back into a scruffy ponytail.
"Morning sunshine." Isaac said as he let himself into their hotel room and handed her coffee and a rather soggy donut.
"Meh." She muttered, scrabbling in her bag for her sunglasses as he opened the curtains.
After her argument with Dean dinner had not been comfortable and she could remember nothing after the second bottle of wine she had ordered. She stopped dead when she realised that only two beds had been slept in.
"Isaac." She whispered, squirming awkwardly on the desk chair as he continued to rifle through the pile of notes on his bed.
"Um?" He replied idly, not looking at her as he found what he was looking for and shoved it into his jacket pocket.
"Did we have sex?" She blurted out, blushing when he turned to look at her with an amused look on his face.
"You don't remember?" He asked, lifting his eyebrows at her when she gave a horrified gasp.
He decided to take mercy on her as he crossed over to the desk looking for a pen. He put a warm hand on her shoulder and smirked down at her.
"You were so drunk last night you stripped down to your underwear and leapt at me." Maddy blushed furiously and opened her mouth to argue but he continued over her. "I, being the gentleman I am, decided not to take advantage… no matter how tempting it was."
She hung her head as he continued to grin at her with such laughter in his eyes she wanted to slap him.
"So we didn't."
He shook his head, trailing a fingertip down the inside of her arm and sending shivers down every inch of her spine.
"Unfortunately not."
He retrieved a pen and wandered back over to a book he had left open before his breakfast hunt.
"Why did you say no?" She found herself asking, biting her lip at how childish she sounded.
"You mean besides the fact that you were so drunk you could barely stand?" He eyed her speculatively for a very long time over the top of his book before he answered her properly. "I don't sleep with people who are still in love with their exes."
Maddy jumped in her chair as though she'd been scalded and stared across at him with huge eyes. He grinned at her, dropping an idle kiss on the top of her head as he headed for the bathroom. She shook her head and got to her feet, she really had to pull herself together. She hated how Dean still affected her, but just because she had no intention of sleeping Isaac didn't mean she couldn't torture Dean just a little bit while they were here. She decided that the best way to do that was to look fantastic and she was busy rooting through her clothes when Rowan returned to the room.
"Morning." She said, throwing the morning's newspapers onto the desk where the story of another victim's disappearance had already been circled in red pen.
"What do you think?" Maddy asked, twirling so Rowan could see her from every angle.
Rowan eyed her enviously. The kingfisher blue dress would have done nothing for her long willowy figure but on Maddy's hourglass shape it looked divine. The V at her chest gave the most tempting indication of the swell of her breasts and flowed into her slender waist which became a flowing knee-length skirt. Her back was once again bared as Maddy turned to dig out a pair of white pumps.
"You look wonderful." Rowan sighed, slumping down into the chair Maddy had discarded and prodding a hole in her ragged jeans moodily.
"Not exactly practical for hunting." Isaac put in as he left the bathroom with a toothbrush hanging out of his mouth.
Maddy rolled her eyes and threw the newspaper Rowan had brought at him. She then dragged Rowan into the bathroom for a gossip.
"How long did you hunt with the Winchesters?" Rowan asked her blushingly, watching Maddy twisting her hair up into a bun at the top of her head.
"About a year." Maddy sighed, turning to face Rowan who was perched on the toilet seat playing with her long braid.
"You and Sam were getting on well last night." She said slyly, watching the colour mount in Rowan's cheeks.
"He's nice." She said in a non-committal tone.
Maddy grinned at her for a moment before disappearing into the main room and reappearing with her bag.
"Try these on." She said, handing Rowan a bundle of clothes and dutifully turning her back.
Rowan stared at them uncertainly for a moment before sighing and deciding what the hell. She tugged on the knee-length denim cut offs and the red and white chequered shirt which knotted under her breasts with a dubious look on her face.
"Adorable." Maddy cried when she saw her, tugging the braid out of Rowan's hair and letting it curl around her face. "All you need is a cowboy hat."
A smile lit up Rowan's face as she followed Maddy out of the bathroom and headed straight for Isaac's bag. She pulled out a battered straw cowboy hat and propped it at a jaunty angle on her head.
"What do ya think?" She asked Isaac, posing with her hip swung out to the side one hand holding down her hat.
He frowned. That outfit showed entirely too much flesh for his little sister. He eyed her bare mid-drift, bare calves and bare arms pointedly but Maddy slapped him hard around the back of the head, told him she looked fantastic and that he should keep his male chauvinism in the same place he kept his stick… up his ass.
Rowan was nearly doubled over laughing as she tugged on her faithful battered black Converse and followed a mutinously muttering Isaac out of the door.
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