Chapter Six
Title: The Road So Far
Author(s): Singer Colt
Chapter 6
Pairing: Dean/OFC Sam/OFC
Disclaimer:
We don't own the boys, or Supernatural, trust us, if we did we wouldn't have the time to write. No money is being made from our stories. So, please don't sue. It'd be a fruitless endeavor indeed. That being said Cora, Toni, and any other newbies are all ours, and we don't share. :Whispers in creepy voice: "My precious."
The universe
This reality is a mix of cannon, blank spaces ( Because really we only see a small portion of the boys lives) and our own ideas. We strive to keep the boys cannon, but since we will be shifting around some of the events, that will reflect in our writing and their personalities as well. It's our goal to provide you with quality fiction, and solid, fleshed out OFC. I "Colt" have a sick fetish for making folks love the new kid on the block as much as they love the cannon. Yeah I'm a gluten for punishment *Winks. We appreciate constructive criticism.
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Forty-five minutes later and two more rounds, Dean helped a rather drunk Sam walk towards the bathroom. Toni laughed and shook her head. Her eyes caught sight of someone in the corner of the bar. A familiar looking man with dark hair stared in her direction. Her stomach dropped. She narrowed her eyes, focused in to see if it was him, the only man she'd every allowed to hold her heart before he shattered it.
"That is one drunk little Sam. Should probably get him home soon to sleep it off." Dean's voice broke Toni's trance and after briefly looking over at Dean she looked back and noticed there was no one in the corner anymore. Okay I definitely drank too much if I'm hallucinating now.
"Ya know, I think I'm ready too. We should probably hit it when Sam comes out." Toni checked the corner once more, and was met with emptiness.
"Naw, I got a few rounds left in me," Cora said. Toni turned to share a look with Dean."I mean, you guys can go if you want. But I think I might hang out for a while longer."Cora flashed a hard look that dared them to argue.
"Well it is kinda late Cora…" Toni began as Dean scowled.
"Yea, well I'm not ready to go in yet ya know. Here…" Cora tossed her keys.
"You can take Sam home. I'll just hang for a while."
"You're not staying here by yourself." A look of frustration clouded Dean's face.
"You're not ordering me to go home." Cora turned to face Dean, his jaw locked.
"Fine then I'll stay too." Dean stated as Cora narrowed her eyes.
"What about Sam?" Cora asked. Dean shoulders sank.
"Ya know what, there's a motel right across the parking lot. Why don't I take Sam over there since I'm done too, and let him rest it off? When you guys are done you can join us." Toni intervened to help keep the peace as Dean smirked never looking away from Cora.
"Perfect." He stated with a smug expression.
"Perfect." Cora replied matching his expression.
"Perfect." Toni whispered. She shook her head as Sam stumbled out of the bathroom a moment later before smiling.
"Much better…whose ready for more?" Sam asked as Dean shook his head.
"No more for you. Time to go sleep this off." Dean told Sam as he walked over to him.
"No…but the girls." Sam argued and Toni couldn't help but find his expression adorable.
"Yea, don't worry big guy, Toni's gonna take you over to the motel. Do you need help?" Dean asked, briefly looking back over at Cora as Toni shook her head.
"Naw, I've handled worse. Drunk Sam will be a cake walk."She said walking over to them as Dean nodded.
"All right, call me if you need anything." Dean mumbled.
Toni felt for the guy. He wanted to help his brother but the way he kept looking over at Cora it was obvious he was torn. She would've offered to stay with Cora but right now Dean was the only one getting through to her, and as much as it stung, it also meant he needed to be the one to stick around. She could handle Sam.
"I've got Sam don't worry. Just, keep an eye on our girl."She whispered to Dean. He nodded and she led her Sam out of the bar.
"So where we going?" Sam looked back over his shoulder to where Dean had gone back into the bar.
"Motel right there." She told him as he stumbled down the curb.
"Dean's so bossy. I coulda stayed. I'm fine." Sam slurred as he stepped off the curb and stumbled.
"Yea you look it." She muttered as she grabbed his arm to keep him from falling and wrapped it around her shoulder, slipping her other arm under him to help keep him balanced.
"You smell pretty." He said as they walked across the parking lot and she couldn't help but chuckle.
"Well thanks Sam. I try. You smell pretty too." She added as he shook his head.
"No, girls smell pretty. I smell like a man. I'm a man now. I'm not just little Sammy anymore. I'm grown too." He continued to slur. Toni smiled.
"Right well, wait right here grown up Sam while I get us a room okay." She muttered going into the office shaking her head slightly.
"Hi, I need a room for the night please." She asked as the lady behind the counter looked up from her t.v. at Toni then over where Sam was standing by the door.
"Ooh honey, you're gonna climb that boy like a tree." The lady said with naughty eyes and gritted teeth as Toni's eyes widened and her cheeks flushed.
"Uhh…nn-o. 2 queens." She clarified looking back over her shoulder at Sam, who waved to her with a goofy grin.
"Hmm, bummer. Looks like he could've been a fun one." The lady mumbled handing Toni a key as Toni handed her a credit card ready to get out of the office.
"Room 4. Check out's at 12. Enjoy your night." She said as Toni signed for the room and nodded.
"All right Sam let's get you to bed." Toni said wrapping Sam's arm around her again as she led them to the room.
"Wanna know a secret?" Sam said as Toni nodded moving him to sit down on the bed once inside.
"Of course." She replied as Sam grabbed her and looked up at her with those gentle blue-ish green eyes that she always had a soft spot for.
"I've had dreams like this."
"You've had dreams like this?" She asked as Sam nodded and wrapped his fingers through hers.
"About you.
"About you." He said with a sigh as he looked up into her eyes and she felt her a warm blush creep up her cheeks.
"You're so pretty Toni." He mumbled as his hand clumsily stroked her face and she couldn't help the slight chuckle.
"Well thank you Sam. I'm very flattered." She replied as he sighed and closed his eyes. Taking her arms he wrapped them around his neck before he laid his head on her chest.
"Is this a dream Toni?" He asked wrapping his arms around her waist as pulling her close to him.
She felt her breath hitch as the smell of his cologne wafted into her nose and butterflies fluttered in her stomach.
Christ, I must be desperate right now. This is Sam for crying out loud.
"Ya know what Sam, why don't we get you to sleep. It's been a rough couple of days."
"Yea, my dad's dead." He stated bluntly as Toni felt her heart clinch.
"I know Sam. I'm sorry."
"He thinks I hated him."
"No he didn't."
"Sure he did. You know one of the last things my dad said to me was "I just don't want to fight anymore okay?" He probably knew he was dying that day and I fought with him. Cause that's what I did. I fought with him." Sam sighed with a shrug of his shoulders as Toni took a seat next to him on the bed.
"I mean he probably died not knowing I loved him." Sam expressed as he scowled looking at the floor as tears filled his eyes.
"He knew Sam."
"How? How did he know?" Sam asked looking up at her with hope.
"I didn't say it enough, all I was tell him what a screw up he'd is or how he was never there. And now he's gone, for good, and I can't tell him any of that stuff. I can't tell him that I did love him."
Toni remained silent, knowing there was really nothing she could say to help make Sam feel better.
"Toni this sucks." Sam mumbled flopping back onto the bed as Toni nodded removing his shoes for him.
"Yea it does. You're probably not gonna remember this tomorrow but I'll tell you that when you lose your parents it will always suck. But I can tell you that it gets better Sam. And slowly but surely better becomes all right and then one day it just, it's still sad but it feels okay. It doesn't hurt as much." She explained to him as he looked up at her and smiled a beautiful smile."A little Better?" She asked as he nodded.
"How do you always do that?"
"Do what?"
"I don't know, ever since I was a little, you just seem to make me feel better. Even when it really sucks, you just make it seem not so suck." He explained as she laughed and pulled the blanket up over him before sitting on the edge of the bed.
"I don't know. Maybe it's a gift." She replied going to stand and he caught her hand gently.
"Stay?" He asked as she nodded.
"Yea, of course. I wasn't gonna leave." She replied as he scooted over on the bed for her to sit down next to him.
"Sure I'll sit here." She mumbled taking a spot on the bed next to him as
"Night Toni." He said moving next to her as Smiled and wrapped her arm around him.
"Night Sam." She whispered flipping the light off and shooting Dean a quick text with the room number and letting him know it was all good.
Cora eyed Dean as he walked over to join her at the bar. You aren't fooling anyone. He was here to watch over her. She rolled her eyes. It'd be sweet if it wasn't so fucking annoying. Right now she didn't want to be remembered as she was. It was hard enough navigating her way through uncharted territory without being held to some standard she'd never attain again. Thoughts of flames licking at her drove her to toss back another shot of whiskey. It burned down her throat, gave her a floating sensation that took her away from the pain.
"Hey, you planning on drinking an entire bottle again?" Dean's voice was light but the worry in his eyes caused a stab of guilt.
"No."
"Want to talk—."
"Don't do the chick flick moment right now. I know how much you love them." Sarcasm rolled off her tongue like vinegar.
"Hey don't go into bitch mode with me sister. I see straight through you."
"Don't like your own words used against you?"She sniffed, turned her head, and signaled bar tender for another round.
"I think you need to slow down Co." She smirked. He'd ignored her comment.
"Or what?"
"Or we'll head out back and have this fight you're spoiling for."
"I don't want to fight with you Dean."
"Funny, that's not the vibe I'm getting."
The bartender refilled her shot glass, and she appeased Dean, picked it up and took a small sip. "I'm just trying to deal, best way I can."
"This is not the way. You want to end up washed up like the hunters we knew who couldn't live with the movies playing in their heads?"
"No." Her voice dropped. Angry at the emotion he made her feel she downed the rest of the shot.
"That's it." He dug money out of his pocket, tossed it on the bar, and grabbed her wrist.
"Wh-wh."
Her protests fell on deaf ears and she was forced to go with him or fall flat on her face. The world around her was fuzzy, making Dean her anchor in so many ways than just balance. When they reached the darkened hall he popped out a door on the end that led to a deserted patio. He pushed her against the wall.
"I'm going to talk and you will listen. I can't sit here and watch you kill yourself Co. I won't pretend I know what you're going through but damnit if I'm moving on, so will you." His voice cracked. "You can't come back like the gift I always wanted to get on Christmas morning and expect me to watch you fade away into nothing."
Shame filled her, she glanced down.
"No." he placed a gentle finger under her chin and forced her to look up. "Look at me Co." He leaned in and pressed his body to hers. The heat chased away the every present cold. "Feel me, I'm real, hold on to me." He cupped the right side of her face. "You know me Co I don't care about too much. You, Sam, Bobby, hell and Toni though we're a pain each other's asses are all I got. When you left I thought we were … "
"Dean, I'm not the same… neither are you."
"I know, but at least were fucked up together."
She laughed.
"You always had a way with words."
"Yeah, but this time I mean them. We promised each other a long time ago, no lies, remember?"
"I remember." She sighed."I don't know what you want from me."
"Everything. I need a reason to remember why I'm fighting Cora."
The look in his eyes made her gasp.
"Dean?"
He held up his hand to show her the silver ring they wore on their last gig and she gasped.
" Right before you left you said I could be your husband anytime. I'm cashing in that favor."
"What!"
"I know what I want Cora."
"You're not the marrying type. Neither am I."
"Yes you are, and so am I. When I thought you were gone… shit got clear real quick. I'm not going through that again without knowing I showed you how I felt, as much as I'm able. I'm no real prize. This life is harsh and unpredictable. I know we wouldn't be able to tell anyone or it'd be used against us, but goddamnit I want this more than I've ever wanted anything in my life. I love you Cora."
"And I love you, always have." She shook her head to clear the cobwebs. Was she really passed out in a bathroom stall somewhere? There was no way Dean Winchester was asking her to marry him. "This is crazy!"
"When hasn't' everything in our life been that way?"
"Dean you don't know what you're saying."
"Don't tell me I don't know my own mind. If you don't want –."
His words were muffled by the press of her full lips. She twined her fingers around his neck, snaked a leg around him for balanced and poured every ounce of passion she'd hidden over the years into their lip lock. They pulled apart gasping for air.
"The night's still young, and I know an ordained priest." Dean wagged his eyebrows.
"Bobby." She whispered. For the first time since her return bright light blazed a path through the darkness she was shrouded in.
"Come on, the quicker we convince him, the faster we can get to the honeymoon." She laughed out loud, and nodded. He took her hand and together they walked over to the hotel room Toni had rented. She knocked on the door and waited a few moments.
Toni answered, still half asleep."Hey, y'all didn't' stay as long as I thought you would."
"I uh, just need the keys." Cora bit her lip.
Toni's eyes widened. "You getting a different room?"
"Damn straight." Dean's voice held a possessiveness she hadn't' heard before it made her stomach flip and her center throb.
"Oh-my-God." Toni mouthed. "It's about fricking time you two got your head out of your asses," Toni said out loud. "I'll be right back." She disappeared into the darkened room, and returned a few moments later. "Here, don't forget to pick up tomorrow, and please bring something for a hangover."
"You got it, now let's go." Dean scooped her up, tossed her over his shoulder and started for the car. Toni's laughter spilled outside.
"Take care of my girl or I'll kick your ass Winchester."
"You wish. Besides I always take care of her." He smacked her ass and she yelped. "Mhmm. Love your ass almost as much as I love pie."
"Coming from you that's quite a compliment."
"It should be, though I get a feeling after tonight, my favorite kind of pie is going to be a hell of a lot different from the kind you can get at a bakery." He set her on her feet in front of her car, unlocked the doors, and helped her inside.
"Wow, chivalry?"
"Well it is our wedding night, had to give you something to remember." He winked.