A/N: Rated M, mature content! You've been warned! I'm sorry if it offends someone, it was not my intention.
Sophia walked into the kitchen, trying to breathe evenly and forced back the tears that were stinging in her eyes. She stopped in front of the counter and grabbed its edges for support.
Sam's voice was still ringing through her mind and pictures full of blood, death and monsters that her mind had cooked up appeared in front of her eyes.
She couldn't wrap her mind around what Sam and his brother had went through. Her hands started to shake and her heart clenched in her chest at the thoughts.
Sam left the living room and made his way over to Sophia but stopped at the thershold, leaning against the door frame. Sophia had her back to him, still standing at the counter, and didn't notice his presence.
He watched her for a little while, noticing how her shoulders were trembling, and as much as he wanted to comfort her, he knew it would be for the best if he just left.
He turned around and headed for the door, but the same moment Sophia looked over her shoulder and saw him leaving.
"Sam..." She called him back. He stopped and looked over at her, waiting for her to go on.
Sophia looked down at the floor, thinking of something to say. "I...I can't even begin...God, what you've been through...and...your parents. It's too awful." She whispered.
She looked up at Sam, finally meeting his gaze. "Does Riley know?"
"Yeah. And I told her to stay away when I left Stanford." Sam wasn't sure how she felt about him by now. Did she hate him? She wasn't freaking out and most importantly, she seemed to believe him. That was a good sign after all. "My life's dangerous and it could end at anytime."
His words made Sophia shudder but she also felt annoyance creeping up in the pit of her stomach.
"You want to get rid of me?" She spat. Sam was thrown off guard. "No, of course not. I just want you to know it's not going to be easy...with me."
A memory slipped out of the dark depths of her mind, appearing in front of her, and she was reminded of something.
"The massacre. Is there something supernatural going on?"
"Yes. That's why Dean and I came to this town in the first place. Don't be scared, I promise everything's going to be fine." Sam said soothingly when her eyes widened in fear.
Sophia kept the eye contact, looking into Sam's clear eyes and finding nothing but reassurance. She realized she trusted him and believed he was going to keep every single person in town safe.
She broke the distance between them, crossing the kitchen, and pulled Sam in, burrying her face into his chest.
"You said you're coming back, right?"
Sam held Sophia tight and stroke her hair, comforting her as best he could.
"I'm coming back, I swear. Nothing's going to keep me apart from you. Just promise me to be careful while I'm gone."
Sophia smiled up at him, feeling a lot better. "I promise to be careful."
At four p.m., there were only a few people left in school. Riley liked the silence after school was out and she took her time to gather her stuff together. She heard the classroom door open and close. Riley thought it was one of her students, so she didn't bother to look up. "Did you forget your books again, Peter?" She asked.
"Are you going to punish me for that?" Dean's deep voice sounded through the room. Riley looked up and there he stood with a smug smile on his face.
"It depends. What's your excuse?" She asked with a smile.
Dean let out a breath and started to take his jacket off. Riley swallowed hard and followed his actions with her eyes.
Dean threw the jacket on one of the desks in the room and walked over to her.
"I got distracted by the teacher." He said and stepped behind her. Riley's breath hitched in her throat and the palms of her hands started to get sweaty. What was he doing? Was he really going to seduce her in her classroom in a public building?
The thought alone made her wet. Dean leaned over to whisper in her ear. Riley felt his hot breath on the side of her face and she tensed up.
"You really are wearing the outfit you described. But what about the panties?"
"I guess, you'll have to find out on your own." Riley replied and couldn't believe she'd said those words. She got up from her chair, her back still facing Dean. Before she got the chance to turn around he gripped her hips and held her in place. Riley relaxed in his arms and leaned back against his chest as Dean started to kiss softly along her neck. Riley ran a hand through his hair, gripping the strands tight when Dean's tongue snuck its way behind her earlobe, licking at the sensitive spot.
Dean reached around her to the front, unbuttoned her blouse and slipped one hand in. Riley gasped and wanted to turn around again to help him get undressed but he wouldn't let her.
"Shh, baby, I got this covered." He said and pressed his lips to hers, muffling her protest. He then forced her down til she was leaned over the desk.
Riley could feel his erection on her rear and it made her hot. Dean ran his hands over her thighs, hiking up the the skirt a bit. He groaned at the sight before him. Like she'd told him, she wasn't wearing any panties.
Riley looked over her shoulder with a mischievous smile at him.
"Baby, you're bad." Dean whispered and started to caress her folds, making her let out a moan. She was already wet, so that he could easily slip one finger into her tight walls.
Riley knew this wasn't right and she should stop it but she wasn't able to when Dean worked his skilled fingers inside of her. "Oh god, baby, more." She breathed out and he slipped another finger in and started to pump her.
Riley gripped the desk beneath her so hard, her knuckles turned white.
"You like that, baby?" Dean asked but Riley couldn't reply anymore, letting out another moan. By the way she was panting Dean could tell she was close and he increased the pace. "Let go for me baby." He demanded and with a few more pumps of his fingers, Riley flew over the edge, shaking uncontrollably.
"You're amazing, baby." Dean said and placed a quick kiss to her neck. Before she could even catch her breath, Dean'd slid into her with one quick thrust. They both let out a loud moan at the contact.
Dean gripped Riley's hips tight and withdrew himself completely before sliding all the way back in with more force.
Riley hung her head, breathing heavily. She felt her knees buckle from the pleasure and she was thankful for the desk supporting her.
Dean's thrusts became faster and all that could be heard was the sound of skin slapping on skin and their sounds of pleasure in the otherwise silent classroom.
Riley was panting heavily and she knew she couldn't take it anymore. She needed to release.
"Dean, please...harder." She begged. Dean responded to her plea, picking up his pace and she started to make those mewling sounds that drove him insane. He felt the sweet spark of release building in the pit of his stomach, feeling her hot walls clench around him.
"Cum for me, baby." He breathed heavily in her ear and with a few more thrusts they were both falling apart, moaning each others names.
Dean kissed Riley's shoulder and pulled out of her, turning her to face him.
"I wanted to surprise you." He said, his voice raspy and kissed her hard on the lips.
"Mission accomplished." She said, smiling brightly. "I hope you realize how risky that was. Anyone could've just walked in." Riley said as she fixed her skirt and buttoned her blouse back up.
"You could've stopped me." Dean answered with a victorious smile. "It's your fault, anyways. You should wear panties in front of a full classroom."
Riley smiled at him. "Well, what can I say, it's laundry day. But I learnt my lesson well, didn't I?"
"Yes, you did. But we should go to the motel where you can teach me a lesson." Dean smirked and took her hand in his. They stepped out of the classroom and left the building.
"So, you and Sam are leaving tomorrow?" Riley asked, leaning back in the pillows as she watched Dean walk over to the kitchen area in the motel room. He was only wearing his boxers and Riley bit her lip, taking in the sight of his perfect body.
"Yeah, you read the article about the massacre?" Dean asked and opened the little fridge, grabbing two bottles of beer.
"You sure there's more to it? Maybe, it's just a normal human's act, as terrifying as it is?" She argued, trying to make her voice sound calm but Dean noticed how devastated she was.
He put the beers on the table in the room and walked over to the bed. He sat down beside her and put his arms around her, drawing her close. "I'll be back, sweetheart, I promise. If Sam and I aren't back in two weeks you can start worrying, okay?" He said with a smile and Riley chuckled. She leaned up and kissed him on the lips.
"Dean, I..." She started when she pulled away, but stopped herself again. It was definately to soon for what she wanted to say and it wouldn't be fair of her to saddle him with such a liability.
Instead, she choose her words carefully. "I'll be waiting for you, Dean, and I'll worry about you despite everything you might say to comfort me."
The same day, after Sam had left for the motel, Sophia was in the store-room of her bar, making inventory. She had a lot of work to do, but couldn't concentrate because she was constantly thinking about Sam.
She shook her head in annoyance when she made another mistake. "Get a grip, Sophia." She told herself.
She'd left the door to the storage open and when she heard a soft knock, she spun around angry. Her employees knew there weren't allowed in the back.
"What?" She barked but froze when she saw who it was. She swallowed hard, taking a step back. She'd recognized him immediately and the fact he was there didn't mean anything good.
"David, what are you doing here?" She said friendly, thankful her voice sounded secure.
"Well, I'm back in town and I thought I should visit a few friends of mine. So here I am." He said with a challenging smile.
Sophia started to feel uncomfortable. She'd met David a couple of months ago during her stay in L.A. They'd had sex a couple times but when she'd gotten back to Franklinton, she didn't contact him.
"Listen, David. It was great seeing you but I've got a lot to do. You need to go." She tried not to panic. He looked different than she remembered and he was beginning to scare her.
"Don't worry, I'm not interested in you. I'm here to visit my ex wife Riley, I think you know her." He replied and watched in pleasure as Sophia's face turned pale. With a satisfied smile he turned and left the storage.
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