Thea & Dean
Stolen Kisses
Hey Guy's! Sorry I know it's been forever but I've been super busy with this summer and all the wonderful weather. No excuse I know. I'm sorry! So here is the next Chapter. Once again, I do not own anything Supernatural, *sighs* I need my Ben & Jerry's after typing that out! Enjoy!
Thea Pov
Dean's been off lately, there's something in the way he talks to her that just isnt sitting right. Usually he's funny and charming but he just sounds defeated and angry, there's a edge in his voice that never was there before. It's what makes her close up shop for a week around Christmas and call Bobby, demanding to know exactly where the boys are so she can spend some time with them. Bobby had asked her if she wouldnt mind stopping by and grabbing him, he's after all on the way and it is a rather long drive for her to make herself. As much as she wants to remind him that she is indeed a big girl the fatherly tone in his voice stops her, instead she tells him shell see him in a couple of hours and hangs up the phone. She's packed for a couple days and all the presents, everything she's accumulated since the last time shes seen Dean is in the trunk of the GTO.
She's worried about Dean, she cant help the nagging thoughts that grow and yell at her, turning the radio dial she finds Cher's Just Like Jessie James and cranks the music, trying to drown out the voices. By the time she makes it to Bobby's she's already downed a Red Bull and some of the granola bars she had packed. Bobby's waiting for her, which is strange because he's never on time but there he is standing on the front steps, waiting. The cars parked and she's out hugging him, phone calls and one visit months ago really didnt do anything, she's missed the old grouse.
The days drive is spent laughing and switching drivers, stopping at some gas stations and she cant remember the last time she remembered driving this much. Bobby's always been good at keeping her entertained, his knowledge on pretty much anything astounds her. They're talking about work when Bobby mentions Hunting, which confuses her because the boys are in Michigan for christ sake. He knows his slipped up because he's quiet and tries to jump to another topic but she's already pinned him with her eyes, she wants answers and she has him confinded to the car for another couple hours.
She's never seen him look so serious but he explains anyways, "It's what we do. Listen to me, if, if you really want to know i'll tell ya but it's gonna change everythin." There's honesty in his eyes and she wonders, if theyve kept it from her this long than theres probably a good reason but something inside her needs to know. She can deal, she always does, she can handle whatever it is. She nods and he continues, tells her about the demon, the ghosts, about John Winchester and Karen Singer, he tells her about Mary Winchester.
There's a certain part of her that wants to laugh, but the tale is so damn sad that she knows he's telling her the truth, that John Winchester died to save Dean. Her knuckles are white on the wheel and a tear slips from her eye, Bobby tells her that they wanted to protect her and she thanks him, for everything. The rest of the drive is spent in silence, her trying to process what she's just been told and Bobby just staring out the window.
They finally pull up to a old motel, the paint on the doors are cheaped and there's barely anyone in the parking lot, but the impala is there. Gleaming black and all sleek lines her GTO looks like a kitten parked next to the panther of a car, she cant help but run a hand over the glossy black paint.
Bobby's knocking on the door and she's just slightly off to the side of him, she wants to suprise them and she knows they arent expecting either of them. Sam opens the door, his eyes taking in Bobby and then her, she finds herself wrapped in the arms of the gentle giant.
Dean Pov
They've had a crap day, dealing with demi-gods and sacrifices, Sammy's lost a nail and Dean's just so sore. It's his last christmas here and all he can think about is being stuck in this crappy motel room, they should have driven back to Bobby's but he isnt answering any lines. He thinks about Thea, beautiful, simple Thea who is probably sitting by the fireplace unware to everything else. Dean's grabbed Sammy something for christmas, feeling guilty that they hadnt been able to do this one right but at lest theyve saved some people. The waters running warm across his bare skin and it soothes the muscles, his heads swimming with memories. He stands under the spray for aslong as he can, his skins red from the heat and the water almost drowns out the voices.
Voices.
Pural. As in just more then Sam.
He's out of the shower in a flash, wrapping a cheap towel around himself and grabbing his gun he's out the door in a flash. Sam just looks amused, Bobby's biting back a laugh, wait, Bobby? Before he can comprehend Bobby being there a low whistle sounds, there she is, tall with dark hair, all 5 feet 11 inches of her, long legs tucked into brown heeled boots and a white cotton shirt. She's grinning at him, wolfish like and her amber eyes dancing in the cheap motel lighting. She's infront of him before he knows it and wraps him up in a huge hug, whispering merry christmas into his ear before she disapears.
He cant help but be slightly mortified, thank god he had a towel on. All he could smell was the light cotton that always clings to Thea, it feels so damn good to see her. The hug ends to soon for his liking but Thea points out the soap that's still in his hair and he cant help but grin at her.
He's quick to finish his shower and dress, not wanting to miss his last christmas, because deep down he knows he's not going to see next years. There's eggnog spiked Winchester style, pizza and chinese food, beer and Thea's home made apple pie. An old christmas special is playing on the tv but its been long forgotten as they all sit and laugh,enjoying this one moment that means the world to each of them.
Thea's handing out presents, little boxes carefully wrapped, they're all touched by her thought. Sam's the first to unwrap his, it's an ipod, fully stocked playlists and an inscription carved into the silver polished backing. So you dont have to listen to Dean's music. It's so damn simple and meaningful that Sam looks like he's blinking back tears, throwing his arms around her he hugs her tightly.
Bobby recieves a rare set of old occult books, Thea just kinda smiles at him and tells him she's seen his collection and so far she hasnt seen these books. They're faded covers and yellowed pages but there's thought and effort put into it, she must've searched for months trying to find these. Bobby gives her one of his rare hugs, holding onto Thea.
Dean's the last to open his, peeling back the paper he finds a limited edition Zepplin tape signed by every member in the band. He doesnt know how she got her hands on this, doesnt know how much it cost but god, it's awesome. She smiles brightly at them and pours them all another round and Dean feels horrible. They never got her anything, they didnt think theyd ever see her again. They stay up until the early morning hours, Sam and Bobby had passed out long before but Thea cant seem to sleep and Dean's just enjoying her.
She's curled up with him on the couch, her heads on his chest and her feet are beside her and Dean can almost pretend that this is their life. It feels comfortable and familar and o so much like a family christmas. Thea made this christmas for them, for him. It's these little moments, these few and far between that make it all worth it. Dean knows Thea will be there for Sam when his year is up, it's just who she is. Thea crashes long before Dean does, her hand fisted in his shirt, holding him close and he lets his mind wander. He's never had this comfort level, not with Cassie and not with Lisa. He loved Cassie, sure but she never soothed him like Thea can and Lisa, well the vast majority had to be the sex, the mind blowing sex. But they never looked at him with the love Thea does, they never smiled up at him and brightened the room the way she can and they never would have gotten down and dirty in his Baby's guts with him.
In this room Dean has his world, his brother, the only father figure he has left and the girl he well damn it all he loves. He only wishes he could tell her, tell her that he loves her and that he has more then just a couple months left. Pulling her closer to him he holds onto her tight, dreaming of a world where he gets to come home to her every night, where mum and dad are still alive, where they havent been touched by evil.
Thea POV
Waking up in Dean's arms does something to her, it sends a pain right down through her chest. God she wishes he didnt have the weight of the world on his shoulders, that he could just be any other man. Sam's already awake, Bobby's still passed out in one of the beds snoring loudy. Sam hands her a mug of coffee, 2 cream and 2 sugar, just as she's always taken it and she's touched by the little gesture. Untangling herself from Dean's grip she makes her way over to the small kitchen table, giving Sam a one armed hug on her way over.
Sam jokes with her, loading up the new ipod with songs, it reminds her of staying at Bobby's and always being up early with Sam. Usually they'd cook breakfast but she highly doubts that there's any real food here, just to go containers. They spend the morning trading stories and Sam's interested in the shop, all custom Americana with some regular repairs on the side. There's never a break in the conversation, Bobby joins them around noon and Dean's awake shortly after. The aroma of coffee fills the small room and Thea decides to pump the guys full of food but Dean beats her to it. Grabbing the keys to her judge he heads for the door, Thea runs after him, slipping on her boots and jacket as she goes.
She can hear the purr of the judge and she has to admit, her baby looks fantastic sitting next to the Impala. One's sleek and sexy, powerful and fast, her judge is all curves and elgance. Throwing herself into the passanger seat as Dean grins cheekily at her, reversing and pulling out of the lot as she laughs. She had always loved Dean driving, he'd do some stupid shit that never failed to make her laugh. They pull over at a small diner, the likes of which promises extremly greasy albet delicous food. Dean holds the door for her and she tells him her order, handing over a $50 he just hands it back to her, telling her to hurry up or he'll leave her here.
When she returns there's a blonde waittress practically all over him and she cant help it, shes jealous.
Placing her hand on his arm she leans into him, watching the waittress get flustered and stutter, she has to bite her lip to keep from laughing. If Dean knows what she was up to he says nothing, just holding onto her waist and smiling.
Dean POV
He cant help but find it cute, the way she put a stop to the waittress and as much as he wants to act on their mutal feelings he cant. He's already been insanely selfish, taking it this far, which in reality isnt that far at all. They reach the motel in record time, the smell of the burgers and fries and Sam's low carb grilled chicken salad fills the car. He has to admit her judge is running perfectly, he admires her talents as a mechanic.
They sing along to the radio like they always do and just make total asses of themselves. Bon Jovi, Dead or Alive comes on and she just belts it out, no shame whatsoever, he cant help but join in.
The rest of the day goes by to quickly. Bobby had gotten word of a hunt and Thea's needed back at the shop, so in truth their day together ends at 5.
Thea tells them all to be careful, her hairs tied in a ponytail, he's sure its just to piss him off. She helps Bobby unpack from her car and into his, they're carefull not to pop the secret trunk and she hugs them all goodbye. Bobby slides into the back of Baby and Sam folds himself into the front seat, each receiving the patented Thea hug.
Dean's the last to go and he's choking back the emotions. He cant beleive how much he's missed her, how much he's going to miss her. She wraps her arms around his neck and instead of hugging him like she has Sam and Bobby she pulls him down for a kiss. She folds into him, all soft and warm, he doesnt ever want to let her go.
She tastes like mint, her lips are incredibly soft and god does it feel wonderful. It's explosive and sensual, innocent and electric.
It's over to soon and he fights back a groan, her skin is flushed and her lips are swollen, her eyes are a bright toffee color and god is she the most beautiful thing he has ever seen.
She tells him to come home safe, that she'd better see him soon and he just kisses her again. When they part for the final time he tells her she better text him every stop she makes and she'd better call him if there is any trouble. She just gives him a soft sad smile and nods her head. He fights back the I love you, its not the time, not the place and it wouldnt be fair to either of them.
He watches her slide into the gto and hears the engine turn over, follows her out of the parking lot and watches her wave to him, to them. He stares out the rearview until he cant see the bright orange paint job and the woman driving it.