The Choice

Part 3

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Riley ran her hands through her soaking hair. The Winchester men were currently occupying her home. They'd only been there for a couple days but already her life had been thrown into turmoil. John had been studying her parent's book front to back and then back again. She sighed and pulled the conditioner off the shelf. She squeezed the last of the light pink soap into her hand and rubbed it into her hair. She washed it out and thought about everything that was going on. Would she help them? Would she say goodbye and just be another meaningless chapter in their lives? Did it even matter?

She stepped out of the shower and flinched a bit at the air's cold sting on her naked body. She reached for her towel and started to rub herself down. She managed to dry herself only to find that she'd somehow neglected to grab her pajamas off the counter downstairs in the kitchen. 'grr...'

she thought and reluctantly opened the door. She'd been known to be as forgetful many times before. Once she even forgot to take her towels off the clothes line before hopping in the shower. Luckily she'd grabbed some undies from her room before hopping into the shower. She slipped them on and wrapped the towel around her body. She headed out of the upstairs bathroom. Luckily, she'd made the beds for the 3 men and they were all asleep. She sidled past the extra guest rooms quietly. She hurried down the stairs and into the long hallway. Only a few steps to go and she was halfway to freedom from the anxienty of someone seeing her. She quickly hopped down the hallway and into the kitchen. She let out a sigh of relief as the swinging door stopped it's swinging.

She reached for her pjs and sighed in relief to find the familiar boxers and tank on the counter. She slipped the boxers on underneath her towel and sighed. She didn't want to change right there in the middle of her Kitchen but she didn't feel like walking around half nude past the guest rooms again. She sighed and undid the towel. It dropped to the floor and she looked around nervously. Noone yet. She quickly lifted the tank above her head. The tank slid down easily and her nakedness was covered again. She turned around convinced that she was in the clear.

There was Sam wide eyed holding an empty glass. She blushed from head to toe and was happy that there was only light from the moon shining in so he couldn't see her face as red as it was. Sam just walked over and set the glass in the sink. He then turned back toward the kitchen door. She blocked his way.

"I'm sorry... I really am it's just, well I was taking a shower and I forgot my pjs on the counter so I came down here to change. I mean I'm so used to living by myself it must have slipped my mind... to be careful. Okay it didn't but I thought you were all sleeping."

Riley mummbled on. Sam held up his hand to silence her.

"It's me who should be apologizing."

"Why should you be apologizing? I should be sorry for being such an idiot... I mean come on changing my shirt in the middle of my kitchen with 3 men here. I'm obviously the one in the wrong. But it's not like you saw anything... Did you?"

She asked meekly. Even though she couldn't see his face very well she could tell he was blushing. She smiled at this happy that he was as embarassed as her.

"Um, I only saw your back. I swear that's all."

"Oh thank god."

She sighed with relief letting out a huge breath she'd been holding since she'd asked the question. Her body sunk a little with the weight. She smiled and turned around, opening a cupboard. She pulled out a popcorn packet and stuck it into the microwave. Sam watched her in wonderment. Finally he asked her the question that had been doting on his mind.

"What are you doing?"

She turned back to him. She looked at him surprised.

"Oh well I'm gonna watch a movie. Wanna join me?"

Sam raised an eyebrow at her sudden change in mood from embarassed to happy-go-lucky in a matter of a few seconds seemed odd. He shook his head anyway.

"Okay well then go pick one out."

She nodded toward the living room and continued with her business. She walked into the living room minutes later holding a big white bowl. She set it on the small coffee table by her couch. She smiled at Sam who looked perplexed as he went through her movie collection. She smiled as he bent down to see the movies on the bottom. She shrugged to herself. It didn't hurt to look. He finally turned back to her holding "The Breakfast Club". She smiled.

"That's one of my favorite movies..." She winked at him. "Good choice but we're gonna watch the news first 'kay?"

Sam nodded and sat on the opposite end of the couch. She turned the TV on and nestled herself in underneath a nice cotton blanket. She smiled as the news report came on. She'd almost become reliant on her nightly news. It was hard keeping up with the modern world when you lived so far away from it.

In recent news another murder has been commited in Rightton a local town. The details have been asked to be kept private but all we know is they seem to be horrendous dog attacks. It seems almost like a wolf but we all know there aren't any wolves near here. So be careful when you leave your home until the animal is caught. In other news...

Riley's eyes widened and she turned to look at Sam. Sam looked at the TV a mixture of confusion and understanding flooding his face. She knew what was coming next.

"We have to do something about this..."

Sam said worry covering his face. He didn't want anymore people to die. He stood up and started toward the stairs to go wake his brother and father. Riley quickly grabbed his hand and pulled him back. She looked up at him sternly.

"We will do something about it... tomarrow I will drive us all into town and we can ask around."

She looked at him pointedly. He knew it was the end of the discussion.

"For now we'll have to sit and watch the movie. I know it won't be as enjoyable but we can't do anything tonight. It would take 3 hours to get into town and I don't like leaving the house after dark."

Sam raised an eyebrow at this but decided not to question it. He sat in the couch and she curled back up with her blanket on the other end after putting the movie into the DVD player. Riley's eyes started to droop and before she knew it she was asleep.

Sam looked over at Riley and sighed. He turned off the TV and picked up the popcorn bowl. After placing it in it's rightful place on the Kitchen counter he returned to the living room. She laid there on the couch covered in the thin cotton blanket. He smiled and watched her sleep for what seemed like hours. He then turned off the light and walked over to the small couch.

"Riley..."

He whispered and she stirred but grunted as a reply. He sighed. He slowly slipped his own hands underneath her back. He picked her up and she subconsciously wrapped her arms around his neck. He smiled as she rested her head on his shoulder. He carried her up the stairs and she nuzzled his neck a bit.

"I love you daddy..."

She whispered. She had the familiar feeling of floating and it reminded her of the many nights she would fall asleep on the couch at home waiting for him and daddy would show up late and carry her up to her room gently scolding her for waiting up for him, or at least trying.

Sam looked down at her as she slept and couldn't help but sigh. She was beautiful. He knew it seemed cliche but it was the truth. She smiled in her sleep and he found himself smiling with her. He managed to open her bedroom door and slipped inside. He layed her down on her bed and slowly managed to get her under the covers. She laid there peacefully and before he could stop himself he'd bent down and kissed her on the forehead.

"Thanks...Sam."

She said, smiling sweetly and drifted off into sleep.

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Riley woke up at 5:30 in the A.M. and slipped out of her bed. She remembered falling asleep on the couch she how she'd wound up in her bed was a complete mystery to her. She smiled and stretched before slipping into her slippers. They would go into town today. She needed groceries and the boys had a hunt to do. She sighed and headed down the stairs.

She reached the Kitchen and walked in turning the oven on before opening the large fridge. She pulled out the eggs and bacon. She then rifled through her cupboard before pulling out two pans. She opened the loaf of bread and got the pieces ready for toast. She placed the pans on the stovetop and placed the bacon into one and 8 eggs into the other. She wistled as she cooked the breakfast.

Dean woke up later to the smell of breakfast wafting up the stairs and into his nostrils. He slipped out of the bed and stretched his hands above his head. He groaned a bit and walked tiredly down the stairs to the kitchen.

"Good morning."

Riley heard someone say behind her and she jumped and turned around. There stood Dean shirtless, rubbing his eyes to get the tired out. She stood there and admired his beautiful body before averting her eyes. Dean walked over and slipped his hands around her waist playfully from behind.

"What's for breakfast?"

He asked playfully and rested his head on her shoulder, his arms loosely hanging around her waist, his bare chest pressed against her back. She swiveled out of his grasp with a great effort and sighed.

"Eggs and Bacon and toast if you feel like making it."

She said and nodded toward the pile of bread next to the silver toaster. Dean looked at her slight disappointment on his face and a little pout. He then grumbled and popped two pieces of toast into the toaster.

"Oh don't give me that face..." Riley said grinning at him. "What did you want me to say? I'm what's for breakfast."

She laughed it off.

"Hmm now that's a nutritious breakfast worth waking up early for."

Dean joked as Sam walked in. Riley admired Sam almost the same way she'd admired Dean. Sure Sam wasn't shirtless but he did have on only a gray wifebeater and a pair of boxers. Luckily their clothes hadn't been completely totalled like the rest of Dean's car. Riley looked from Sam to Dean nervously and then returned to taking the plates to the table.

"Your father isn't up yet?"

Riley asked the boys. They just shrugged as they sat down at the table. John appeared moments later.

"Speak of the devil."

Dean said mischeviously before popping the rest of his toast into his mouth. Sam shifted nervously in his chair.

"Not to ruin anyone's breakfast but we have a job..."

Suddenly Riley returned to reality. Sam was right they did have a job, the mysterious deaths weren't gonna solve themselves. She sighed and ate a piece of bacon. It was gonna be a long day.