AN: Okay, so we are going to pretend that the freaking time line all fits for this chapter. I don't know how in the hell I keep doing this but I'm trying to fix it I promise.
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One week. It had been one week since his father died and Dean was getting tired of all the stares and checking to make sure he was okay. Bobby had found another partner for Garth and the two had left the day after John's funeral for a hunt in Wisconsin, after paying their respects of coarse.
Dean didn't understand that. How was someone supposed to feel sorry for the passing of someone else they didn't even know. Zach, the partner Bobby had found, had been hunting for almost 10 years so he knew the Winchester name. He'd heard of the infamous John Winchester, so his condolences to the late hunter's sons wasn't surprising.
But when Garth had pulled a crying Kayden into a hug with moisture in his eyes, Dean wanted to punch him. He was new to the life and had never met John, so how could this scrawny little boy feel remorse or grief about his passing.
And further more, why in the hell was Kayden walking around like she had lost a good friend? He had been almost positive that her and John hated each other. And he knew, without a doubt, that they at least disapproved of one another. Sure that didn't meant that Kayden would be happy that he was dead, but it also didn't meant that she would really mourn him. And what was with the hug they shared an hour before John was found dead?
Dean's hands froze on the ratchet he was using to tighten a bolt. Had Kayden known something was going to happen? Did she know that John was going to die? He shook himself out of his thoughts as he heard footsteps approaching. Kayden would never keep something like that to herself. Right?
His hands kept working as he silently prayed that the feet didn't belong to...yep he was pretty sure he was going to punch something soon. Why couldn't his little brother just leave him alone. This was the third time this morning Sammy had made his way out to 'see how he was holding up.'
''How's the car coming along?'' and Dean almost groaned at Sam's attempt at small talk.
''Slow.''
"Yeah?'' Sam said, shifting his Sasquatch feet. ''Need any help?''
''What, you under a hood? I'll pass.'' Dean scoffed.
''Need anything else then?'' And suddenly, Dean couldn't take it anymore.
He pulled himself out from under the car and almost glared at his brother. ''Stop it, Sam.''
''Stop what?''
Dean huffed and threw the tool in his hand onto the work bench. ''Stop asking if I need anything. Stop asking I'm okay. I'm okay.'' When Sam only starred at him in disbelief he rolled his eyes. ''Really. I promise.''
Sam sighed and gave in. "Alright Dean. It's just we've been at Bobby's over a week and you haven't brought up Dad once.''
Dean gave him a serious look. ''You know what? You're right. Come here, I wanna lay my head gently on your shoulder and maybe even cry and maybe even slow dance.''
''Don't patronize me Dean. Dad is dead, the colt is gone and it seems pretty damn likely that the demon is behind all of this and your acting like nothing happened.'' Sam yelled, sounding frustrated.
''What do you want me to say?''
''Say something.'' Sam exploded. ''Alright. Hell, say anything. Aren't you angry? Don't you want revenge? All you do is sit out here all day buried underneath this damn car.
"Revenge huh?" Dean asked. ''Sounds good. You got any leads of where the demon is? Makin heads or tales of any of Dad's research, cause I sure ain't. But you know what, when we do finally find it,'' he stopped mid sentence, like he had just remembered something. ''Oh, no wait. Like you said the colt's gone, but I'm sure you've figured out another way to kill it.'' He took a deep breath trying to calm himself. ''We got nothing, Sam. Nothing okay. So you know what? The only thing I can do, is I can work on the car.'' And he went back to work.
''Well, we got something, alright.'' Sam said pulling something small and black out of his pocket. ''It's what I came out here to tell you. It's one of Dad's old phones. Took me awhile, but I cracked his voice mail code. Listen to this.''
He handed Dean the phone.
''John, it's Ellen. Again. Look don't be stubborn you know I can help you, call me.'' The woman sounded older, around John's age and her voice had a distinctive authority to it that reminded Dean of the way his dad had always spoke when ordering the brothers around.
''That message is four months old.'' Sam said taking the phone back from Dean.
''Dad saved that chicks message for four months, who's Ellen? Any mention of her in Dad's journal?''
''No, but I ran a trace on the phone number and I got an address.''
Dean nodded, thinking. ''Ask Bobby if we can use one of his cars.''
''Yeah, about that.'' Sam said scratching the back of his head. ''There are somethings going on between me and Jess. Since it's just a research thing, I was wondering if you wouldn't mind just you and Kayden going. You don't have to if you and Kayden are still on the outs.''
Dean thought about it for a minute. Were he and Kayden on the outs? They had been a tiny bit off with each other this past week but Dean was contributing that to Kayden walking on egg shells around him. For the most part they had gone back to how they had been, playful flirting and everything. John's death had brought them back together, but it was those little moments when Dean was quiet and thoughtful, he would catch her making pitying faces in his direction, and he would suddenly want to throw up or punch a wall or both.
"Nah, we're okay.'' he answered, wondering himself if he was lying or telling the truth. ''Why what's going on between you an Jess?''
''Nothing man. Just some things we need to work out. Don't worry about it.'' Sam said shrugging it off. Dean could tell he was lying but he wasn't going to push. Sam had enough on his plate.
*~*SPN*~*
As Sam and Bobby watched the beat up old van pull out of Singer's Auto Salvage, Sam couldn't help but laugh. ''Dean's gonna be so pissed by the time they get there.''
Bobby just chuckled before getting serious again. ''And why exactly aren't you going with you brother? Weren't you the one to find the voicemail?'' Bobby was happy that Kayden and Dean were getting to spend sometime together, they had some things to work out, but it was a little suspicious that Sam didn't want to be a part of this.
Sam sighed, looking back at the house where his girlfriend sat at the kitchen table flipping through a magazine. Jess had walked out with the four of them to supposedly say goodbye to Dean and Kayden, but Sam had seen her glare when he had hugged Kayden. And then as soon as they were in the car, Jess had turned on her heel and went back inside. ''Yeah, but Jess and I have somethings to talk about.''
Bobby just nodded, he had known that one tool ''So I should probably stay away from the house for a little while.'' he didn't say it accusingly, just stating a fact.
''No. We can go somewhere else Bobby. We don't want to kick you...''
''Nonsense.'' Bobby cut him off. ''I got some stuff to do in town today, I'll be back by diner. There's stuff for spaghetti in the house, and sandwiches for lunch if you get hungry.'' Bobby said, already waking down the porch steps. ''Don't drink all my beer.''
"I'm not Dean Bobby.'' Sam chuckled, following slightly behind the older hunter.
Bobby stopped at Sam's words and turned around to look at him like he had just remembered Sam wasn't his brother. ''Oh. Right.'' Then he continued to his truck.
Sam leaned against the window of Bobby's truck as the old hunter started it. ''Thanks Bobby.'' he said, gratefully. Sam had been dreading fighting with Jess while Bobby was around, possibly listening in. He knew he wasn't going to be able to control what kind of crap came out of the blonde's mouth.
''No problem kid.'' Bobby smiled. ''Just don't let her break nothing.''
''I can't promise anything. But I'll play for any damages.''
''In that case, I need new cabinets in the kitchen.'' At Sam's raised eyebrow, Bobby explained with an eye roll. ''I wanna make some of them iron, and put locks and runes on them. Supernaturally locked kitchen.'' He shrugged his shoulders as if it was the most obvious answer in the world.
''What? Do you think I'm made of money?'' Sam scoffed.
After they said their goodbyes and Bobby drove out of sight Sam made his way back to the house reluctantly. He found Jess where he expected he would, sitting at the kitchen table flipping through a magazine.
''Bobby ran into town for the day. Said he'll be back by dinner.'' Sam said nervously as he walked into the kitchen.
She stood up to come over and push herself into him. "So, what you're saying is that we have the house to ourselves. For the whole day.'' and she smirked as she reached up on her toes to kiss him.
''Jess, I think we need to talk.'' he said, trying to be serious. She silenced him with a searing kiss, which he would by lying if he said he didn't return it, almost hungrily.
After a few seconds he pushed her away gently and rested his hands on her shoulder. ''Jess." he warned.
''Sam. Why can't we just move past this. Your not in the right place to be talking about it.'' She purred, her hands moving from his back to the front of his jeans. His cock twitched as his jeans suddenly loosened around his waist, but he needed to keep a clear head.
''Because this is something big Jess. We can't just move past it.'' The sound of his zipper being dragged down echoed loudly in his ears. It had been a while since they had been able to mess around. Ever since they left Stanford, it was hard to find privacy, and blue balls had defiantly become an issue. He honestly didn't know how Dean did it, although he had to admit that he didn't have Kayden flaunting herself and constantly giving him a boner and then not being able to relieve himself.
''Okay, well I'll make you a deal.'' Jess said as her hands moved around the waistband of his boxers. Fingers occasionally dipping below, and sending jolts traveling south. Her tongue darting out to lick her lips wasn't helping his concentration either, and she looked up at him through her big lashes innocently. ''Let me relax you a little bit'' this time her tongue darted out to lick his lower lip, and his eyes closed as he groaned. ''then we can talk.''
Sam thought about it. If they worked everything out during the talk, this wouldn't matter anyways. If they ended up separating well then this would be his last chance for a while. And she was offering. Knowing perfectly well what talking could do.
Why not? And he plunged back in, capturing her lips. His hands traveled down to her ass and pulled her his into his, both moaning at the friction.
About a half hour later, Sam sat up on the couch in Bobby's living room. Standing up he pulled the used condom off and made his way to the bathroom.
As he watched the pink, cherry flavored rubber swirl around the toilet before finally disappearing, he couldn't help but feel like he was in high school, trying to get in a quick blow job before the girls parents got home. (Despite what Dean seemed to preach, Sam was not inexperienced as a youth. He just didn't boast about it like Dean loved to. And he was defiantly more respectful of the girls.) That's why he hadn't lasted very long, he kept thinking Bobby was going to walk in the door any second. And although, Sam could indulge in a voyeuristic kink on occasion, Bobby walking in on him bare assed and pounding away at his girlfriend was defiantly not a turn on, more like emotionally scarring to the point of never having sex again.
When he walked back into the living room, he wasn't surprised to see Jess still naked, sprawled on the couch.
''You should get dressed. Bobby could be here any minute.'' he said, looking around for his own pants.
''You said he wasn't going to be back before dinner.''
''That's what he said,'' he nodded, ''but he could still come back anytime he wants. This is his house, and I don't think he'll take to kindly to us walking around naked in it.'' He found his t-shirt on top of Bobby's bookshelf and pulled Jess' bra down from the light as well.
''That's not the worst thing we've done in his house.'' She smirked, pulling her bra on after Sam had tossed it to her.
''Yeah, but he doesn't need to know about that.'' Sam said sitting down to lace up his boots. ''I'm gonna walk outside and call Kayden. Check up on Dean, we can talk when I come back in.
*~*SPN*~*
AN: the rest of the little sex scene is in the 'story' extra fluff. I want to eventually put smut into this story, however I am not that great at writing it yet. And I have deemed this particular scene not well written enough to make a part of this story. If any of you out there are good at writing smut, I would greatly appreciate some constructive criticism on my smut piece. Thank you. Also don't forget to check the last 'AN' at the end of this chapter.
*~*SPN*~*
The car had been silent since they left Bobby's. Dean hadn't said a word and Kayden was not going to be the one to speak first. She was still pissed at him for the little stunt he pulled that almost got him killed. She wanted to scream and yell at him for being so stupid. She wanted to tell him to fuck off and she wanted to leave.
But she wasn't going to do any of that. Mainly because he wouldn't understand it. Sam had told her that Dean thought that everyone was feeling sorry for him and walking on egg shells around him. Sam understood. Sam got that Kayden was actually pissed at the now oldest Winchester, thought he didn't know why she stayed. No body knew about the promise she had made John, yet it was like a constant loop, replaying over and over in her head. Look after my boys.
She was going to stick around for John. Well, mainly for John. She couldn't deny she loved them too. No matter how hard headed or stubborn they sometimes were. But were John's boys going to want her around when they found out she knew about John's deal?
''So, we gonna keep tip toeing around each other cuz my daddy's dead?'' Dean snarked, not taking his eyes off the road.
''What?'' Kayden asked after a few seconds of confused silence.
''Ya know. I expected it from Sam, he's a big girl anyway. And maybe from Bobby, but you're just as emotionally stunted as I am.'' He shook his head. "Never expected you to treat me like a baby.''
Kayden glared out the windshield in dark amusement. How dare he?!
''First off, jackass, If anyone's treating you like a baby, it's because you're acting like one, you overgrown brat.'' Her voice was rising in anger now and she wasn't sure she could control it. "And secondly, I'm not emotionally stunted. I talk when I need to. And finally, I'm not tip toeing around you, people are trying to be sympathetic. You just lost your father, Dean. They are trying to give you your space to grieve, but no body know how long to give you because you are emotionally stunted. And, don't you think if anyone had the right to empathize with you it would be Sam since ya know, John was his father too!''
''Yeah about that.'' Dean started calmly. "I understand that Sam's got a right to grieve, he was John's son too. You're right. But Sam hated the man. Hell, the last time they saw each other they fought. I was the one who stuck with him, not out of revenge for my mom, but love for my father. I was the one who followed every...'' he choked, cutting himself off. Angrily, he realized that this eyes had tears in them. Damnit, what was it about this woman that just turned him into a little freakin' girl all of a sudden?
He heard a gasp from the other side of the car and looked over to see Kayden's horror filled gaze locked on his, before she asked in a hoarse voice. ''He did it didn't he?''
''What?"
''John told you. He told you what I asked him not to.'' Her voice was growing stronger. In anger. Neither of them had to say the words. They both knew what she was talking about.
Dean pulled the car over and parked it so he could look straight at her. "What do you mean 'you asked him not to?'' Dean asked slowly, ''Did you know what was going to happen? Did you know about his deal?''
Kayden looked right back at him evenly before saying in a calm, steady voice, ''Yes.''
''What the hell Kayden?'' Dean exploded. "Why didn't you stop him?"
"What did you want me to say, Dean?'' She yelled right back. ''Don't make the deal, let your son die.''
''Yes!" like it was the most obvious thing ever.
"Would you have listened to me?'' She asked, her voice softer now. "If it was Sam dying and you had no other way to save him. Would you listen to me when I say don't?'' She couldn't look him in the eye.
''It doesn't matter because I would find another way. I wouldn't make that deal.''
''There is no other way. And you do.'' She said.
''What?'' he asked shocked.
''That's why I asked your dad not to say it. Because, he doesn't know everything and I didn't want you to hate him for it.'' Kayden sighed before launching into the story. ''Okay, I'll tell you but you have to promise me you won't tell anyone. The more people that know the more people that are in danger. And know that I'm going to do everything in my, now our, power to stop it.'' She waited until he nodded. ''Okay, Sammy's powers don't necessarily make him evil, just a possilby powerful enemy. Even though his powers come from evil, intent to do evil, Sam has to choose to be evil. Sam could never choose evil, not intentionally, but he can be misled or manipulated. Your dad didn't know all of it, he just saw the word 'evil' and panicked.
''Okay, back to the deal.'' Dean said, although he now had a little more compassion for John, he wanted to know about the deal he was supposed to make.
''Right. Well, sometime I think within a year, the demon kidnaps Sam. He's the one that gave Sam his powers and he did it for a reason. He wants Sam to lead his demon army but he has to fight against all the other kids like him to see who's the best. You and Bobby come in right at the last second and Sam's taken by surprise. He dies and you can't take it, so you make the deal. Sam alive, and one year before the hell hounds come.''
After her story, Dean just sat there silently, and Kayden wasn't sure what to say. The sound of her phone ringing made them both jump and she flipped it open without checking who was calling. "Hello?''
*~*SPN*~*
''Hey Kayden, what's up?''
''Oh, hey Sam.'' Sam could hear her voice break. ''Just on our way to the roadhouse.''
''Is everything okay?" he asked concerned.
''Yeah, just stopped real quick for a bathroom break. You know Dean and his tiny bladder.''
''Hey!'' Sam could hear his brother yell. Well, at least they were getting along.
''Bobby called to ask what kind of food I liked earlier.'' Kayden said trying to sound casual but Sam could hear the smirk in her voice. ''He told me he left you and Jess alone to work somethings out. How'd it go?''
''Well, we haven't actually talked yet.'' Sam said sheepishly as he rubbed the back of his head, his heavy boots thudding as he paced across Bobby's porch.
''What do you mean? You've been alone for an hour and there's nothing there but cars. And everyone know you shouldn't be under...'' She cut herself off with a gasp. ''Aww. Did Sammy get some hate sex?''
''Shut up.'' Sam muttered, glancing back at the house to make sure Jess wasn't eavesdropping, although she was probably hiding.
''Dean thinks it's funny.'' Kayden said, and indeed, Sam could hear the loud guffaws of his older brother.
''Why is it funny when I get laid?'' He asked angrily.
He could hear her talking away from the phone before Kayden said, clearer now, "Dean says it's becuase you get so little that it's kind of pathetic when you do get it.''
''Ask Dean, when's the last time he's been laid.'' Sam shot back, knowing Dean hadn't gotten any since Kayden came into their lives. He heard her ask, then silence. ''Ha! That's what I thought.''
''Okay boys, zip em up.'' Kayden said. ''Sam go talk to Jess.''
"Yes ma'am.'' and he hung up with a chuckle,and headed back inside.
Jess was sitting on the couch, suspiciously doing nothing, which only confirmed Sam's theory that she had been listening in on his call.
He rolled his eyes and headed into the room leaning back against Bobby's desk.
"So we share all our private moments with your brother and his skank now?'' Jess asked in a deceptively sweet voice, if it weren't for the actual words and her sneer on the word skank you would have thought she was asking about the weather. As it was Sam's blood boiled, but he counted to ten to calm himself.
''Since when is it a secret we have sex?'' he asked evenly.
''It's not but you don't need to go pouring all the details about it to your brother.''
''I didn't give details.'' He rolled his eyes. ''She just figured it out because Bobby called her. And when I told her we hadn't talked yet...''
''She?!'' Jess cut him off ''So now Kayden knows that we're having issues? That's great Sam.''
''She was worried about us. And what is your problem with her anyway?'' Sam shouted, letting his anger get the best of him.
Jess was standing up now, pacing in front of the doorway to the kitchen with her arms folded. ''Oh yeah. I'm sure she was so worried. And I don't trust her. She's hiding something.''
Sam thought that Kayden was only hiding her desire to punch Jess in the face,(well she didn't suppress it very well at the hospital. Jess still had a cut on her lip.) he sure was at the moment. "What could she possibly be hiding?'' He asked exasperated.
''Who she really is.'' Jess shot back. ''You can't tell me for one second that you believe the crap she spews about this being a tv show!''
"Actually, yeah I do. So does Dean, and Bobby. I think she's proven herself enough.''
''Yeah, well I'm no so sure.'' Jess mumbled.
''So you know better than three experienced hunters?'' he snarled at her, he was getting tired of this. ''Look forget it. I'm not arguing about Kayden. I trust her with my life. Hell, Dean's life and nothing you say is going to change that.'' Jess watched him for a minute, chewing the inside of her cheek. ''I need to know if hunting is something you want to do or not?''
She stayed silent, debating before, ''Only if you and I hunt together. No Dean. No Kayden. Just you and me.''
Well, Sam wasn't expecting that.
*~*SPN*~*
Kayden hung up the phone and hesitantly turned back to Dean. The elder Winchester had been laughing and joking with her and Sam as he started the car and took off down the road again, but just before that Kayden had told him he was going to hell. Now, Dean was starring silently out the windshield.
''Dean?'' her voice was soft.
''Yeah?'' he answered, glancing over at her.
''You okay?''
Dean smirked. "Tiptoeing are we?''
Kayden rolled her eyes and let her body relax back into the seat. ''Whatever jackass. You know, it's not a bad thing when someone cares about you.''
''I wouldn't say that.'' He shrugged. ''Normally people who care about me wind up dead. Mom, Dad, apparently Sam.''
''And a lot of other people too. You're poison dean, it'd probably be better if you stayed away from everyone.'' Kayden said seriously, and Dean only looked at her confused. ''What? Is that not what you wanted to hear? I swear to God, you Winchesters are so self centered. You whine and complain that this person died and that person died. You know what, people die. That's what we do. It's just that hunters tend to die bloody, and more often than not, saving someone in the process. You can't take that away from them. They choose this for them, not because you forced them into it.'' She paused to take a breath. ''And yes, you should morn their loss but that doesn't mean it's your fault. What your dad did was his choice. I told him exactly what yellow eyes would want and he did it anyway. For you. You should feel honored. Although it apparently runs in the family.'' She muttered the last part to herself, but Dean caught the light flash in her eyes.
''You know something don't you?'' he asked.
''Of coarse I know something. I know everything.'' She exploded, getting frustrated that this weight was on her shoulders alone, having to decide what to tell and what to hide.
''No, you know something about my mom.'' He explained. ''Did she sell her soul? Is she in hell? How could my mom be in the show, she's dead. Does she come back?" He couldn't stop the flood of questions demanding answers flowing freely from his lips. Nor could he stop the hope that exploded in his chest at the idea of seeing his mom again.
''Oh shut up. Stop thinking so hard, you're going to hurt yourself.'' She waved him off, her nostrils flaring. ''No, she didn't sell her soul, she's in heaven. She sold something else, and I know all of this because you get sent back in time to stop it all. You can't do it, the angel's know that but's worth a try I guess.''
''If she doesn't sell her soul, what does she sell?''
"I don't know.'' Kayden wouldn't meet his eyes.
''Bullshit! You just don't want to say. C'mon Kayden, I'm a big boy. I can take it.'' Dean said getting angry at all the secrets.
''No.'' She said forcefully.
''Why not?'' he demanded.
''Because it's useless information that's only going to tear you down. Drop it Dean.'' She added threateningly.
The car was silent for a minute. ''At least tell me what she got in return.''
Kayden looked down at her hands. Should she tell him? He's going to find out later. One glance at Dean's determined expression, told her he wasn't going to let it go. ''For John. And for you and Sam.''
''What?''
Kayden sighed, rolling her eyes until they landed on her window. She couldn't look directly at him as she revealed the truth, so she settled for watching his reflection. ''She was a hunter, Dean. Her whole family was. She wanted out and when she tried to run away with John it was too late. The demon had already caught her scent and went after her, ended up killing John.'' She paused at his gasp. ''She loved John, wanted a family with him. So she made the deal. Yellow eyes brought your dad back and the demon would collect in ten years. She never knew exactly what she gave in return. But 10 years later, the demon showed up. She got in the way, he killed her.'' She didn't know if there was a God in this universe, but she was silently praying hard to who ever was out there that Dean wouldn't put two and two together and realize that Mary had walked in on the demon in Sam's nursery. She wasn't sure she could explain her way out of that one. Luckily, someone out there was on her side though.
Dean couldn't think, couldn't process this. His mom was a hunter, but she had wanted a normal life. Would she like the way his life had turned out, or would she hate it?
"Stop it.'' Kayden's soft demand broke him out of his thoughts.
''Stop what?''
''I know what you're thinking. You're wrong. She's proud of you.'' Kayden said still looking out her window.
''How do you know?'' he asked quietly and Kayden finally turned to him and he could feel the heat behind her gaze burning a hole into his cheek.
''Because I am."
*~*SPN*~*
After Jess had laid down her ultimatum, Sam went for a walk. She was pissed that he didn't immediately jump on her offer but Sam just really needed to think. No Dean. No Kayden. Just you and me. Jess' words kept playing over and over in his mind.
Could he really leave his brother behind right now? The answer came immediately. Yes, he could. Sam had faith that Kayden was sticking around for awhile and he knew that she would take care of Dean and his brother wouldn't be lonely.
When Sam had left for Stanford he had been so pissed at his dad that he hadn't given much thought to the consequences for Dean. And even when his anger abated and he was thinking clearly he couldn't be bothered to care. Dean could do the same thing, stand up to John and find a happy normal life somewhere. It wasn't until Dean came to get him that he had started to really feel regret for his actions.
Even though Dean had acted like it was some kind of rite of passage to be hunting solo, which in a way it was, Sam could see the hurt and loneliness in his eyes. It was an honorable thing to be able to work a case all on your own for the first time, but it was a completely different matter to do it continuously. Sure there were hunters out there that worked alone but it was always a benefit to have a partner. Back up, extra protection, extra eyes for the case, but mainly company. And Dean, who valued family above all else, had been abandoned by everyone in his own. And he still fought like hell for them.
So, yes he could leave Dean. But did he want to? No, he had missed his brother who had been everything to Sam growing up. Father, mother, brother, protector, and best friend.
And Kayden. Ever since that crazy assed brunette had crash landed into his life, she had become a permanent and loved piece in their crazy messed up world. And as much as he or Dean hated to admit it, Kayden had also become necessary. Not only to their survival, she had proven that time and time again, but to their happiness as well. When she had left before the whole mess with their dad, Dean had been miserable and Sam had missed her like crazy. It made him wonder what would happen if she suddenly disappeared from their lives, back to her own world.
And being alone with Jess for any length of time, to be honest it made his stomach turn. He couldn't trust her on hunts and he knew that but did he really want to give up his relationship? Jess used to be such a sweet and loving person. She had really cared about him, he knew that. The question was, would that girl come back to him if he left with her?
Sam made it back to the house just before dark and started making dinner, knowing Bobby would be back soon. Jess came back downstairs after awhile and sat down at the table, not even pretending to offer to help.
''So did you have a good walk?'' She sneered. His shoulders tensed at her tone, and he didn't take eyes off the boiling pot of water but he nodded his head. ''And?'' she prompted.
''And what Jess?'' he said finally looking at her. ''You just asked me to choose between you and my family, at a time like this? What do you want me to say? Yeah sure. I'll ditch my brother and Kayden right after we just burned my dad. You know I can't do that.''
''So you've made your decision?'' she asked not looking up from her hands.
''Yeah, I guess so.''
''So you're gonna choose Kayden over me?'' she demanded.
Sam just rolled his eyes. ''You know that's not it.''
''Butllshit Sam.'' Jess stood up abruptly, knocking her chair backwards. ''You know she's not who you think she is.''
''We've been over this. Kayden's proven herself...''
''Whatever. It doesn't matter, she's not a nice person, Sam.'' Jess interrupted. ''She's a slut, she slept with Garth, she's trying to get into Dean's pants and we all know it's only a matter of time before he gives in and then she'll just move on to you next.''
Sam was done, he'd had enough. ''I think it's time for you to leave.'' he said, glaring dangerously.
''Leave? Fine I'll pack your bags...''
''No Jess. You leave. I stay.''
Jess just looked at him shocked. ''Your joking right? For how long?''
Sam shrugged, like he couldn't care less. ''I don't know. I just think we need some time apart. I'll call when we've both got our priorities straight.''
''And what if I'm not there when you call?''
''Then I guess you're not there. I don't know what to tell you Jess. I'm not going to leave them and I'm not going to let you be a bitch to Kayden anymore. That slut comment was the last straw.'' he growled.
''She's not who you think she is Sam.'' Jess said calmly. ''She's manipulating you two using the show. She practically threw your mother's death back into Dean's face and used my supposed death to scare me away from you.'' When Sam rolled his eyes, she got angry. ''She told me that I was going to burn on the ceiling, just like your mom.'' she yelled at his back.
Sam's body tensed. That was exactly how she was supposed to die. ''Your lying.'' he didn't want to believe it.
''Dean was there, ask him. Why do you think they were fighting, Dean was disgusted with her. He probably still is.''
''Well, then I guess that's between Dean and Kayden.'' He couldn't believe it, that Kayden of all people cold be that manipulative.
''Whatever.'' She scoffed and headed for the door, grabbing her bag that she must have packed already. ''You'll call. You'll realize that I'm the best you'll ever have. No one's going to want you when they find out what kind of monster you are. Not even Kayden will want you for more than sex.'' She smirked at Sam's glare and turned to leave.
*~*SPN*~*
Sam waited until the next morning to call Dean. Dinner the night before had been a little awkward. Bobby came home after twenty minutes of Jess leaving and when Sam told him Jess was gone, Bobby looked sympathetic.
Sam had excused himself to go to bed early but sat up half the night thinking over Jess' words. It wasn't until he resolved to call Dean in the morning that he was able to finally fall asleep. Now he was pacing his room trying to figure out a good way to ask his brother.
''Hello?'' Dean answered on the third ring and Sam could hear people talking in the background.
''Hey Dean. Bobby told me you and Kayden were hunting a Rakshasa. How'd it go?'' Small talk. Good.
''It was good. You would have loved it Sammy. Tons of clowns.'' Dean said and the back ground noise faded, as his brother moved away from the chatter.
Sam shuddered at the mention of clowns. ''Hey I got a question.'' he started hesitantly. ''What happened between you and Kayden? Ya know, before?''
Dean hesitated for a moment, ''Why do you ask?''
''Uh, Jess and I had a fight. She said some things.'' He paused before just blurting, ''Kayden didn't really throw the way Jess was supposed to die in her face did she?''
Dean sighed and Sam's stomach dropped. ''Yeah, but Sammy listen. Jess was saying things that made me want to hit her. Kayden had more than a right to say what she did.''
''And she threw Mom's death in your face?'' Sam asked hoarsely.
''What?'' Dean scoffed. ''No. Why is that what Jess said?''
''Yeah. She said you were disgusted with Kayden, that's why she took off.''
''Well, the way I reacted was probably bad, I'll admit but why does everyone...''' he trailed off. Then Sam heard him yell away from the phone. ''Hey Kayden, c'mere.'' another pause and his brother was speaking away from the phone again, in his normal voice. ''Did Jess tell you that I was disgusted with you? When you left?'' another pause and Dean was back on the phone. ''Tell Jess that I'm going to kill her.''
''I can't.'' Sam said a little sadly. ''She's gone.''
''She's gone?'' Dean asked and before Sam could answer there was a rustling on the other end followed by Dean's muffled ''Hey!'' and then Kayden's voice came through the line. ''Sam? Jess left? It wasn't because of me was it?''
Sam had to smile at her concern, he was feeling a lot better after his conversation with his brother. ''No, it was just time.'' He assured her.
''Are you sure? Cuz Sammy if it's me, I'll fix it I swear. I can leave or whatever, we can...''
Sam cut her off. "Yes, Kayden I'm sure. I don't want you leaving again, we need you close to keep you safe.'' He joked.
''I don't need anyone to look after me, Sam Winchester.'' Kayden growled.
Sam threw his head back in a laugh, so happy to be able to laugh with Kayden again. ''I know. I know. I'll see you when you guys get back.''
"Alright. Love you Sammy.''
''Love you too Kay.'' and he hung up with a smile.
*~*SPN*~*
AN: Awww, that was so cute. I'm crying. Ha ha, just kidding. Anyway I hope you enjoyed it but now onto the important stuff. Now that Jess is gone, I don't want Sammy to be all alone, so I'm going to need your help.
You have 3 choices.
A. Sam will eventually hook up with Gabriel, turning it into a Sabriel thing. (Like in Extra Fluff)
B. The trio meet another female OC and Sam hooks up with her. (I can easily fix the Extra Fluff)
C. Jess comes back, they get back together.
Honestly, C is not an option. I'm just trying to be funny. You only get to choose between A & B. review with your choice. I will close the poll on Thursday 01/09 and post the result the next day with the next chapter.
Thank you for reading and reviewing!
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