Dean was furious. What the hell was wrong with that woman? He'd been living with her for six years and she was still a mystery to him.
It had been a month since the dinner at Alex's parents and she's been avoiding him ever since, leaving only messages on his answering machine with lame excuses. He'd finally told her how he really felt and she'd pulled away.
That hurt. She was playing hot and cold with him, Dean realized as he pulled up in front of her appartment. She's been practically melting in his arms only to act like a total stranger in the next moment.
Dean shook his head to get rid of the thoughts and focused on Max who looked at him stunned when he opened the door. He hasn't seen nor has he visited Dean at the body shop because he knew something had happened between Dean and Alex, so he figured it would be better for him to stay away for a while.
"How did you know I'm at my sister's?" He asked sleepily still in pj's because it was eight in the morning. "And I'll kill you for waking me up that early."
"You've told me you were going to stay here this weekend. What, you forgot? Anyway, get dressed I have a surprise for you. You aren't going to kill me for that, believe me. " Dean said grinning.
"Okay, give me a minute to change." Max replied rubbing his eyes and walking to his room.
Dean closed the door and took a seat as he waited. He thought Alex wasn't there and he wondered where she could have gone when he heard her voice.
"Max, who was at the door?" She called out as she stepped into the living room, only in her underwear.
"Oh my god! Dean, what are you doing here?" She shrieked and tried to cover herself quickly, crossing her arms over her chest, but it was no use.
Dean was looking intensely over her body, and seeing the all too familiar glint in his eyes she immediately started to feel hot under his gaze.
"Honey, no need to hide from me, I've seen it all before. And I'd love to see it all again." Dean replied with a lopsided grin, not taking his eyes away. "I want to see you completely naked writhing underneath me."
Alex gulped at his words and tried to hide her feelings by looking at him angry. "I left you a message." She snapped, assuming he was there to see her.
"You mean the one saying you would drop by if something new came up concerning my case? Yeah, that's just awesome!" Dean said sarcastically.
"What is it that you want from me, Dean? " She yelled.
Dean couldn't believe it. It seemed like they've been getting their wires crossed the whole time.
"I told you what I want from you!" Dean snapped, jumping up from the couch.
Alex felt stupid trying to cover herself whilst fighting with him, so she gave it up, uncrossing her arms. He was right, he knew every part, every inch of her body. No use in hiding it.
"I can't be with you, Dean." She whispered.
"Why not?"
"Because it's not right. Even if we hadn't lost our son, we would've broken up. I can't be with a man who's been cheating on me."
Dean froze at her words and swallowed hard. "That's how you feel?" He asked and Alex averted her eyes, not able to look him in the face.
He was devastated. It seemed he'd lost her forever.
Out of the corner of his eyes he noticed Max standing by the door. "You ready, Max?" He asked, still looking at Alex.
Max had to clear his throat before answering. "Yeah."
"Then, let's go." Dean finally turned around and left the appartment, Max following quietly behind. As soon as the door had closed, Alex slumped down on the couch in the living room, trying to calm down. She knew she needed Dean in her life, but she couldn't forgive him his infidelity.
Grace was pacing the living room, waiting on Sam. Ever since that family dinner she couldn't stop thinking about having a baby. Truth was, she wanted to have a baby and the thought had been constantly on her mind. She was just too afraid to discuss it with Sam. She was sure he wouldn't want to have kids so soon. When Julia had interrogated her about that, she'd felt like her aunt has been reading her mind. She's never mentioned it before nor has she talked to anyone about that.
She's never talked to Sam about kids and she also didn't know how he felt about them. Did he want to have kids at all? On top of that, they haven't been seeing each other very much lately. Sam disappeared almost the whole day at the office and Grace was working late shifts at the hospital. Sex hasn't been an issue for weeks. If, for some reason, they've gotten home at the same time, all they talked about were Dean and Alex. Sure, Grace wanted them to be together but she wasn't willing to let her own marriage suffer under that.
She sighed, taking a seat on the couch. She was determined to have a real talk with her husband and this time about their own relationship. Sam's been acting like a stranger lately. She knew he loved her yet she feared she was going to lose him.
When she heard the keys in the lock she ran towards the door and jumped up into her husband's arms.
Sam dropped his brief case at the sudden action of his wife. He chuckled amused, wrapping his arms around Grace's waist. "I take it, you're glad to see me, baby."
He put her back on her feet and leaned down to give her a kiss. "I need to discuss something with you." Grace said hesitantly when she pulled away. "You got a minute?"
"Sure. Is everything alright?" He asked concerned, leading her towards the couch. Grace smiled at his words. "Everything's fine. I've been thinking about my work lately. All the hours at the hospital, I mean, I'm barely at home. I love my job but it would be nice if I could work only eight hours a day instead of the current twelve." She explained nervously.
"Are you asking me for a permission to work less?" Sam asked. He wasn't sure why his wife was being so conservative.
"Sort of. Would it be okay for you?"
"Honey, you can do what you want. If you want to work, go work. If you want to stay at home, you can stay at home. Money isn't the issue and to answer your question, I would be more than happy if I saw you more often." Sam replied smiling.
"Okay. I just wanted to discuss it with you first." She answered but didn't find the courage to bring up the baby topic.
"Come here." Sam said, pulling her in for a kiss. Grace started to take off his jacket and loosen his tie immediately. She had missed being with her husband and needed to be close to him. Sam was turned on by her forwardness. It's been such a long time since they've been intimate with each other and he was glad to know Grace still wanted him as much as he wanted her.
Her hands were shaking from anticipation as she loosened the buttons on his shirt. Sam stopped her, bringing her hand to his lips and softly planting a kiss on it.
"I'm not going anywhere, baby. We have all the time in the world." He comforted her. Grace closed her eyes, hearing the love in his voice. How could she have ever doubted he didn't want her anymore?
Sam took his shirt off and let out a groan when he felt Grace's hands roaming over his chest. Her tiny hands were sparking a fire in him and his pants tightened in an instant. He pressed his lips to her mouth, tasting her sweet flavour. Grace moaned into the kiss and felt a dampness between her legs when Sam's hands wandered down to massage her breasts.
"Oh God, Sam...it's been weeks. I can't take it anymore." She moaned. The waves of pleasure coursing through her body were driving her insane.
"I know, honey." Sam answered breathless, quickly taking off her shirt and bra til she was laying only in her jeans under him. He bit down on her earlobe, softly pulling at it before slowly kissing down her neck to her breasts, leaving a wet trace with his tongue. By the time he'd reached her chest she was about to climax. When Sam licked at the senstive skin under her breasts she ran her hands through his hair, pulling his head closer.
Grace groaned in frustration when Sam broke away. "Sam, what..." She breathed out in panic. Why did he change his mind? She sighed in relief when she realized he'd only stood up to take his pants off.
"Don't worry, honey. I'm not going to stop." Sam said smiling and leaned over, pulling her jeans and panties in one swift movement off. Grace leaned up and straddled Sam's lap.
She put her hands on his shoulders to steady herself and began to slide down on him, taking Sam's length slowly in. They both let out a moan at the contact.
"I love you, baby. God, that feels good." Sam groaned as she started to rock against him. Grace threw her head back, feeling her climax approach. Sam wrapped one arm around her as her body tensed, starting to kiss and nip at the soft flesh of her breasts.
"Sam, shit, I'm so close..." She panted and Sam gripped her hips tight, thrusting up into her harder. He felt his own orgasm was close and he finally let go, spilling his seed into his wife, when he felt her walls clench around him and her climax washing over her.
"So, how are you doing?" Sam asked, examining his brother. They were at Sam's and Dean'd been suspicously quiet. Sam knew something's been going on between him and Alex, so he tried to softly dig deeper.
"Fine." Dean answered snatchy, taking a sip of his beer.
Sam sighed and decided to stop beating around the bush and be direct. "What's going on with the two of you?"
"Who are you talking about?" Dean knew exactly what Sam wanted to know but he acted dumb on purpose.
"You know." Sam simply replied. Dean got up with a groan and walked over to the window, not facing Sam. It was easier for him to talk with his back to his brother.
He took a deep breath before he spoke up. "I told her I loved her."
Sam's eyes widened in surprise but Dean didn't see it. He cleared his throat before replying. "She didn't take it well?"
Dean laughed bitterly. "She's been avoiding me and today we had a fight. She told me..." He stopped. He had forgotten his brother didn't know Alex thought Dean had cheated on her. No one knew the truth, they all thought the only reason for their break up has been the death of their child. Now Dean had to finally let Sam in on the secret.
"There's something you need to know. Alex thinks I've been cheating on her through our entire marriage." He turned around, watching Sam's reaction.
Sam was speechless at first but recovered quickly. "That's why she doesn't want to be with you." He stated. Dean nodded.
"Did you cheat on her?" Sam asked. Dean couldn't believe Sam had asked him such a question. How could his own brother doubt him?
"Are you fucking kidding me? I did not cheat on her. I love my wife!" He barked.
"Okay, sorry. I just have to be sure. Lawyer, you know." He defended himself. Dean was pissed at him but he ignored it. He was glad Dean finally talked to him.
Sam frowned. "Wait a minute. Why does she think that? Does she have prove or anything?"
Dean sat down again. "Remember how we all went on that ski trip? Well, at the hotel was staying a couple, I'm not sure if you remember them. So, long story short, the woman had a fight with her boyfriend and the next morning Alex found a note with sexual content from that girl, obviously addressed to me."
Sam's heart stopped at Dean's words. This was a nightmare.
"To this day I haven't figured out why that girl would write such a note. I mean I'd talked to her plenty of times during our stay. She'd probably wrote the note to get back at her boyfriend after their fight. She couldn't have known Alex would find it, am I right?" Dean looked over at Sam for confirmation and was stunned to see his brother's face white like a ghost.
"Hey, you okay, Sammy?"
"Did the note say something like 'Winchester, that night was amazing. Let's do it again some time.'?" He asked in panic.
"Yeah, that's exactly what it said. Sam, what's going on?" Dean whispered.
"I slept with that girl. She wrote the note to me." Sam confessed.
Dean jumped up, agitated. "Unbelievable! My marriage broke apart because of a fucking misunderstanding!" He barked, heading for the door.
"Dean, I'm sorry, I didn't know. Otherwise I would've told you." Sam yelled after his brother but Dean was already out the door and didn't hear him.
A/N: So, what do you think? I hope you aren't disappointed:) BIG thanks to Marikili68 for reviewing the last chapter and sam and dean crazy ass wench for reviewing all six chapters, you're the best:)
