Chapter 21

Forever

At 9:00 the following morning there was a knock at the door. It startled Cassie awake first. Sam was sleeping like a rock next to her, and it took her a bit to untangle herself from his loving, protective arms and sneak quietly downstairs.

She opened the front door to see the man from yesterday.

Ikaros.

"Good morning," she said, rubbing her eyes.

"I'm sorry to have woken you, My Lady. Sir Brontes was rather distraught about you missing dinner last night."

She nodded. "I didn't mean to, something came up. I came home to find that someone had been living in my house for the past four years and they destroyed it. I spent all of last night getting it back in order."

Ikaros' expression seemed genuinely disconcerted. "I'm terribly sorry to hear that. I was wondering why there were police in front of your house when I came to pick you up. I'll inform Sir Brontes of the situation and see if we can't reschedule dinner."

She nodded. "That's very kind of you," she said, all of the rage, frustration and pain from the previous night gone and dulled from tiredness.

He dialed a number on his phone. After a few rings someone picked up. "Yes, Sir it's me. It appears Lady Cassandra missing dinner with you was not intentional. She came home last night to find someone had destroyed her house and had been residing in it for an extended period of time without her knowledge. She was clearing it with the police to get it back in order. She was wondering if there was a time she could –" He was immediately interrupted and his eyes grew wide. "W-why, y-yes of course, Sir. Yes." He put his hand over the mouth piece.

"Sir Brontes asks if meeting you tonight at 7 would be acceptable for dinner. I'd still come by your house to escort you."

"Okay," she said weakly, nodding.

"She said yes," Ikaros said into the phone. "Oh. Why…yes, of course." He held out the phone to her. "He wishes to speak with you."

Oh great. She took the phone from Ikaros.

"Are you alright?" Amarandos' tone was concerned.

"Last night I was…" she sighed. "I blew up. I was mad and I cried and it was ugly. I cleaned like a mad woman and got my bedroom looking back the way it had been when I lived here. It was around midnight when I finally got done."

"I'm so sorry. If I knew what had been happened I would've come and helped."

She shook her head. "It's okay, Sam was here. And I had a lot of help from the people the police brought in."

"Naturally, I understand completely why you missed dinner. I just wanted to finalize a few things before tonight. What size heel are you?"

Jesus Christ. "I'm a size seven in shoes but I uh…I'm not really a "heels" woman. I um…"

Miraculously, there was a chuckle on the line. "I understand. How about ballet flats?"

"Yeah, that works. But don't go completely crazy on me, it's just dinner."

"Oh, Cassandra, I'll do whatever it is I please. Especially after the fiasco last night. I want to make you forget all about it."

His tone made chills run up her spine. "Thank you but Sam is doing that for me just fine. I'll be ready at 7." She hung up.

Ikaros stared wide eyed at her as if he'd never seen anyone hang up on Amarandos before.

He probably never had.

She handed the phone back to him. "Thank you, Ikaros, I'll see you tonight."

He bowed and then walked back down the cobblestone path.

Cassie closed the door, taking a moment to sigh deeply. "Good God. This is my life now."

She went down to the newly-cleaned kitchen and searched around to see if there was any coffee.

She started up the machine once she found some and then headed to the bathroom for a shower.

It was steaming hot, quick and refreshing. After brushing her teeth and wrapping herself in a towel, she poured a mug of coffee and chugged it down, then headed upstairs.

She washed and dried all of her clothes not stopping to think if she even fit into them anymore.

But she found a decent pair of jeans and a Band Tee to wear after getting on her bra and underwear. It turned out she had actually lost a ton of weight because the jeans were too big for her in the waist.

I'm thinner than I was when I was 15. It wasn't exactly a good thing, she realized.

She had left all of her clothes behind because of the memories with her father that clung to them, so she had a fresh start with barely anything when she was moving from family to family, then eventually ending up in Vermont.

After getting dressed and brushing out her hair, she crawled back into bed with Sam to sleep for the rest of the day.

Mmmmm. He was warm and smelled like Sam. She burrowed her nose into the back of his soft hair, breathing him in. Instantly all of her stress melted away and everything was right with the world.

After a few moments Sam woke up. He flipped around so they were face to face and he smiled, kissing the top of her head. "Gmornin' Beautiful," he murmured, wrapping himself around her.

She sighed with relaxation. "Morning," she whispered back.

He sniffed her hair. "You smell good," he said, nuzzling her neck.

She squealed, it tickled.

The sound was music to his ears.

"I forgot to tell you. Dean called when you were asleep in Ohio and wanted me to tell you he was in Missouri. He and Crowley found something."

"What'd they find?" Sam asked, his eyes still closed.

"I don't know, he didn't say. But I updated him on where we were and everything."

Sam was laying on his side, his chin resting over Cassie's head and his left arm wrapped across her chest. He nodded at her words.

"And I rescheduled dinner with Amarandos for tonight. Ikaros came to the door this morning."

Sam stiffened. "That jerk better keep his hands to himself," he muttered.

Cassie beamed. Oh, I love you.

"How are you feeling?" he asked softly.

She giggled. "I don't want to move."

Sam grinned. "Good, then we won't."

They slept like that for another few hours before finally waking up. Sam took his phone out of his pocket to text Dean.

We're in Sanford. It's them. We're finding out info tonight. We're both good. Hbu?

He checked the time.

12:00.

And he suddenly processed his surroundings.

He was in bed…

With Cassie.

She looked up at him and blushed, as if comprehending the same thing. "Hi," she whispered shyly.

"Hey," he said, just as quietly.

She leaned up to kiss him.

It started out gentle and sweet, but her kisses became more insistent.

God, Sam thought, kissing her back. God I want her so bad.

She had a feeling, and hesitantly, she decided to make a move first.

She put her hand up Sam's shirt, gently feeling the firm muscles of his torso underneath her finger tips.

He gasped into her mouth at her touch, unable to hold back a moan.

Whoa, she thought. I didn't realize I had such an effect on him.

She wondered if the fire and need she felt between her legs was what he felt between his.

Don't be shy. It's Sam. And you're a grown woman. There's no reason to be shy. He's not too much man for you to handle, she told herself.

She reached a hand down to the front of his jeans and pressed down.

"Ahh, Cassie –" the need in his voice was so apparent it made her shiver.

His reaction encouraged her to continue and she quickly undid the button his jeans and slid them down a bit, rubbing him through his boxers.

Sam had to pull away his mouth and bite into her shirt, unable to stop himself from thrusting against her hand. "God," his voice was strained.

It was so hot and intense seeing him like this, she wanted to continue. She looked at him, "S-Sam, look at me."

He did. His jaw was clenched, like he was trying to hold himself back.

"I want it," she said firmly. "I'm ready."

Sam's eyes went wide. Holy crap, she means…"Cassie, I don't have any kind of protection –"

She leaned down to kiss his mouth. "I don't care. I love you," she said against his lips.

Her words swelled up inside him, making him feel like his heart was about to burst. Dean's voice was in his head, calling him an idiot and telling him to have self control. But this woman would be willing to have his children. She wanted to give not just her love and attention but her whole life, body and soul to him.

He couldn't take it anymore.

"Tell me if you want to stop," he said in a rush and immediately he took off her shirt, kissing all over her.

She gasped and whined at every touch of his lips.

He undid the clasp of her bra in one quick motion, nuzzling and kissing the base of her throat and into her neck as he rubbed circles into her back.

He didn't leave one inch of her untouched or unattended to. Her fingers were locked into the back of his hair, and her hips bucks up against him as they lie there, both in their underwear.

The contact with each other's arousals made them both groan in unison and shiver.

I want you, she thought, whining as he cupped her backside to push her lower half up against his.

"S-Sam p-please!" she whimpered, biting into his neck.

The sharpness into his skin completely set him off, and that was what finally made him give in.

He slipped off her underwear, checking gently with his finger to see if she was ready.

She moaned and shivered at the contact.

She was completely soaked.

Definitely ready. He laid her gently underneath him, her head propped up with a pillow and her hair back and out of her face.

"I-is it going to hurt?" Cassie asked, out of breath.

It's actually a myth that a woman's hymen is supposed to break when she has sex for the first time. And Sam was going to be careful. "Not necessarily. It all depends on your body. I'll start slow, okay?" he said, looking down at her, also out of breath but no less tender and loving than he'd been to her since they met.

She smiled shyly and nodded, leaning her head up to kiss him again. "Okay, Sam," she said, laying her head back down, looking up at him with those blue eyes.

I love you so much, he thought. She was gorgeous, strong willed and sweet and caring and brave and firey and everything he didn't realize he wanted in a woman until he had it.

He kissed the corner of her jaw, and nuzzled her. "I love you, Cassie," he said gently.

Her heart fluttered. "I love you Sam."

Four small words.

Just four words.

And they completely tore him apart.

His heart was so full of raw and intense emotion that it overcame his lust, and when he finally entered her it was love that drove his hips forward into her.

"Oh, Sam," she whined. Holy crap oh my God.

She'd never felt anything like this.

He moved slowly but he went deep and she found that she loved when he did.

"M-more," she begged, thrusting her hips towards his.

He hissed into her shoulder at her hips moving. Jesus Christ.

She was so. Damn. Tight.

And she was moving her hips without him even doing anything. He wasn't going to last. Not taking care of his lust when the car incident happened, or when he caught her having a wet dream about him, and holding back whenever they had kissed…

It all was pent up and about to explode.

Shit, there's no way she's on the pill, he thought. He couldn't.

"C-Cassie s-stop or I'm going to –" His orgasm was so close but he couldn't let it wash over him.

But Cassie knew she wanted to be with Sam.

Forever.

She moved her hips up anyway, despite his words. "I want you to, Sam," she confessed, blushing as she tucked her head into his chest. "P-please, S-Sam I n-need y-you," she whined.

Hearing her voice like that, begging and saying his name, the way she was clinging to him…

He didn't have a choice.

Sam picked up his pace and she immediately cried out.

Damn. He wanted to make her orgasm before him, but it looked like they were going to at the same time.

"SAM PLEASE!" She was screaming and her entire body was tensed and quivering.

She's almost there, Sam thought, letting out another strangled moan as he felt her tighten up around him. Damn aaahhh….

"SAAAAAMMMM!" She cried, she convulsed as her orgasm overtook her body.

Sam thrusted through her orgasm to prolong it and in the process, he himself lost his composure and came into her. "Aahhh," He laid on top of her, his heart beating fast in his chest, his face buried in the side of her neck. "Cassie…" he said out of breath… "I..."

But she put a finger over his mouth. "I know, Sam. It's okay," she said, and her body gradually relaxed. Once the endorphins kicked in, she couldn't stop smiling. She stroked her fingers through his hair as he lay on top of her. The heat wasn't on in the house but she felt perfectly cozy underneath Sam.

If she gets pregnant because I didn't have any self-control…the thought made Sam flinch. I never even officially asked her out, let alone talked about marriage. What if she didn't want to marry me? Just now I could've completely ruined –

But she wrapped her arms around him and snuggled into him. "Sam I want it," she whispered. "I want a life with you. I want to stay with you, and Dean and my brother and be with you."

He opened his eyes and sighed. "Cassie, if I got you pregnant – "

"– Then I would become a mom," she said, the joy in her voice apparent. "I don't have any plans to go to college or any other kind of school. I'd have to go back to High School and I'm not going through that again."

"You're really okay with living in a bunker for the rest of your life with a bunch of psycho hunters?" Sam asked.

"Don't talk about yourself and Dean that way," she said. "You two saved me. I owe you everything."

Is that why she's with me? Because she feels like she owes me? Sam's heart convulsed. "Did I hurt you at all?" he asked.

She shook her head. "No, you were amazing, Sam."

The last time Sam had sex it was the last and final time he saw Amelia. But that had just been sex. It was just straight up intercourse in a motel bed, and they both got dressed and left afterwards. He may have been in love with her, but there hadn't been any love in that. But what he'd done with Cassie…that had been making love.

He'd initially been depressed about leaving Amelia, but after a while he knew he'd made the right decision.

She was with her husband Don, where she was supposed to be.

And if he'd chosen to stay with her, he never would've met Cassie.

Cassie could feel his thoughts against her neck, not completely sure what they were but she knew they were a burden on him.

She felt a tear sliding down her face as she filled up with emotion. "I'll never find love like this again, Sam. You're my first and my only. I don't remember my Angel life but I know that even if I had my memories from then it would still be true. You're the only man I've ever loved and I want to stay with you forever." Her voice broke on the last word.

The weight of her confession made her tear up and her chest shook.

Sam immediately kissed her, wiping away the tears. Her love-spoken words were what finally put his anxieties to rest.

They spent the whole afternoon like that, in each other's arms, making love and falling asleep.

Before they knew it, it was 6:30, and Cassie had to get ready for dinner with Amarandos.

While Sam showered she packed up the clothes she wanted to take back with her and stashed them in the backseat of the Impala, she cleaned out the coffee maker, got her shoes on, put on Dean's jacket and made sure to have Alien Claw in her backpack.

Sam had given her a cellphone to keep on her, and she slipped it in the pocket of her jeans.

When it got dark, Sam went into the Impala and he kissed Cassie through the window of it before saying, "I love you. Be careful. When you find out what you need to know…come back to me."

She held his face in her hands and tenderly kissed him back. "Always," she breathed.

With reluctance, they pulled away from each other and she ran back up to the front steps of her house.

At exactly 7:00 a black, expensive looking vehicle showed up in front of the house. Ikaros stepped out of the car to escort her, but she was already at the cart when he showed up.

"Its fine, thank you." But he opened the door for her anyway so she could step in.

It was very luxurious. The temperature of the car was nice and warm, and a gorgeous sparkly light blue sequined gown was waiting for her on the seat with a pair of matching silver shoes.

A black divider went up so she was completely covered, and the windows were tinted. "We'll arrive at Poisson et le vin in fifteen minutes, My Lady. I'll drive slowly so you have time to change."

"Thank you!" she said through the screen, and immediately texted Sam the name of the restaurant.

She wriggled out of her shirt and jeans after unlacing her boots and slipped on the dress. It was classy and elegant, revealing but in a tasteful way. The back dipped low but it was high-necked and sleeveless. It didn't show her cleavage, and the length of the gown was longer in the back. It felt silky and smooth against her skin, but she realized she didn't have pockets.

Damn, how am I supposed to keep the phone on me? And Alien Claw?

A text appeared on the phone from Sam. Cassie made sure to put the phone on silent and have the vibration off. She looked at the text.

Got It. I have your back, Babe x

She smiled at his nickname for her and that was all the encouragement she needed.

She was going to get answers, and she was going to set this guy straight.

She belonged to Sam Winchester, Body and Soul.