The Beast You've Made Of Me

If you could only see the beast you've made of me, I held it in but now it seems you've set it running free, Screaming in the dark, I howl when we're apart, Drag my teeth across your chest to taste your beating heart

Four days after Dean and Haley crossed the line, Dad and Sam returned home. Just in the nick of time, Haley's heart was so burdened by her mistake, she wasn't sure she could live with herself another day if she didn't see her Sam.

The day Sam was due back, Haley could hardly contain herself. She had been on a high since waking with his impending arrival, and when she heard the distinct rumbled of that muscle car, Haley raced out into the parking lot to greet him as soon as it parked.

As Sam stepped out of the passenger side door, Haley tackled him. Jumping into his strong arms, she secured her arms and legs around him, claiming him as her own. Elation rushed through her veins, as Haley buried her face in the crook of his rustic smelling neck.

Feeling the grip of death she had upon him, Sam held her equally tight. "I'm ok," He reassured her unspoken question.

The pair barely noticed as Dean joined Dad at the car for a welcome home, so lost in their own world.

Pulling back, Haley met Sam's eyes, whiskey and chestnut intertwined.

"I missed you." She beamed, as the joy burst from her smile, shining blindingly in her eyes.

Their gaze lost between them, they were in a world of their own.

"I missed you too." Sam quickly answered back. His heart practically burst from his chest to having his girl near again.

The look between them palpable, the unspoken desperate urge for a kiss shared in their gaze, but both knew that wasn't an option. Not with their current company. Needing to release the burn in her belly that called for Sam, Haley buried her face back in the crook of his neck, and stole a few kisses along his salty skin where dad wouldn't notice the brush of her lips.

His hand braced under her butt, holding her against him. Sam's other hand's tangled in her silky hair, as his eyes fluttered close cherishing the feel of her lips on him one second longer.

John cleared his throat loudly. Glancing over his shoulder at dad, the intense warning in his pupil brought Sam back to reality.

"I gotta put you down now." Sam whispered against Haley's smooth locks. Knowing they had already more than aroused suspicion.

Nodding against his neck, Sam reluctantly had Haley back on her feet in seconds.

Never hesitating Haley jumped into gear as the doting daughter. A place hold that was genuine and true to her heart. Racing over to John, she wrapped him in a big hug.

"Hi dad." Her radiant smile beamed up at him as Haley put the look of innocence in her eyes, something she did very well.

"Hey sweetheart," He chimed back, a gentle grin formed around his whiskered face as he returned the hug. "Take care of Dean for me?" He asked jokingly as he tousled her hair.

Everyone knew Dean was supposed to look after Haley, everyone also knew she was the more responsible one.

Haley and Dean's eyes met with Dad's question, their secret passed between their pupils, as her heart ached with the silence it required.

Looking back up at dad, Haley forced a smile. "You know it." She delivered the proper response.

Taking Sam's duffle bag from the trunk, while Dean grabbed Dads, they all ventured back into the confines of the motel room.

Now there's no holding back, I'm making to attack, My blood is singing with your voice, I want to pour it out, The saints can't help me now, the ropes have been unbound, I hunt for you with bloodied feet across the hallowed ground

Later that night, Dad had gone out to the bar, which meant he wouldn't be back until dawn, and even then he'd be hammered beyond cognitive thought when he returned. After a hunt John always liked to drown his haunted memories in whiskey.

Dad had sent Dean on orders to watch Haley and Sam, especially after the little stunt they pulled in the parking lot, but Dean had different plans.

After the slip up with Haley, he needed to go out, and let his downstairs brain take the lead. He knew the dynamic duo needed time too, even if dad didn't understand that. However Dean had a trick or two up his sleeve to make sure the kids didn't go all the way when he didn't want them too, and he tucked it in his pocket for assurance.

Not clueless in any sense, upon his departure with a wicked grin, Dean warned.

"Don't let dad catch you two, and try to keep most of your cloths on." He said with a chuckle at their expense before disappearing out the door.

As soon as he was gone, Haley went to the dead bolt, and locked it. She had missed Sam more then she knew was possible, like her heart had been out wandering the roads without her. It had taken every shred of will Haley had to keep herself away from him until they were finally alone, but she resolve was quickly cracking.

Spinning on her heels to face him, a smile busted on her lips for Sam, like heaven's light shining down.

"I missed you." Haley admitted again, before coyly biting her lower her lip, trying to hold the giddy feeling in. She was unable to keep her need for him inside any longer without combusting.

Sam's trademark heart warming smile shot across his face just for her. He could practically feel the excitement coming off her like a contagious disease.

"I missed you." Sam repeated with just as much heart.

In a second Haley went to him, Sam barely registered she moved until his back hit the bed. Looking up, Sam realized he was trapped between Haley and the lumpy old mattress, the shinning beauty of smile hanging above him.

Quickly she dove to her home in the crook of his neck, as her arms tangled around him, holding him as close as she could get. Sam didn't wait a second to return the embrace, holding Haley just as tight. The depth of their longing for each other was spoken without words in their embrace. It had been like the longest drought, and together again there were heavy showers.

Her nose grazed the curve of his neck, as Haley's hot breath splashed his skin.

"I missed being close to you." She admitted, something desperate hinged in her words.

The fabric of your flesh, pure as a wedding dress, Until I wrap myself inside your arms I cannot rest, The saints can't help me now, the ropes have been unbound, I hunt for you with bloodied feet across the hallowed ground

And howl

Leaning up, in a second Haley's lips were warm against his. The feel of her needy kiss, subsided the ach in Sam's soul for her, as their mouths tangled in a heated embrace. They kissed with longing and passion. Her heart bursting to life the way it only did when Sam was near, because he completed her in ways so profound she couldn't even explain them, but she could feel them, surging through her heart. Haley broke the kiss as her lips traced his jaw line, and down his neck with a feverish need to feel him. Her heart wishing she could just melt into him, and become one where the error of her mistakes would disappear.

"Closer, I need to be as close as we can get." Haley confessed with urgency. After what she had done while he was gone, Haley felt frenzied inside to show him how much she loved him. How no one came above him.

Deliciousness rushed through Sam's veins and clouded his mind with her hot moist mouth. All he wanted to do was get lost in her, but Sam had to bring up an important point before they got too swept up. Always putting her first, because he loved her more then anything he could ever desire.

"Hales," Sam called, when her lips continued their delicate dance, and he felt her fingers slip up is shirt, along the grooves of his stomach, he called again.

"Haley," His breath more insistent this time, with every one of her kisses breaking his will, Sam had to make her stop before he stopped trying.

Hearing the tone in his voice, Haley realized Sam wasn't just murmuring her name, and ceased her lavishing. Leaning back up on him, Haley met Sam's eyes with question in her gaze.

A gentle warming smile awaited her on Sam's lips while intoxication swirled in his whiskey eyes from her kiss.

"I don't have anything. Do you?" He questioned with a heavy heated breath.

The way she looked breathtakingly stunning upon him, her kiss still in his memory, Sam had to fight for every clear thought.

Seeing the look on Sam's face filled Haley with the deepest sense of satisfaction. Knowing she could do that to him, take him to that place, but Sam was right. That was one of the things she loved most about him, he always thought it through.

A pout filled her lower lip with disappointment. "He took them with him. I saw him shove them in his pocket." Referring to Dean, who they always took their protection from. He was their 24hr mini-mart stop, which was the easiest way since Dean offered, and always had them on hand.

Taking control, because she could see in Sam's eyes he was hanging on by thread, Haley climbed off his lap, and fell back on the mattress beside him.

Sam let an out a disappointed heavy breath, and rolled onto his side to face her. Those same temping, calling lips taunted him at first sight. "I want you. God, I want you." Sam confessed from his heart, and something primal that was hungry for only her. He had missed her like air when under water, and nothing brought them closer then this.

Sam's gut tightened with a need to be near her, his heart raced with love at the sight of her. Tempting his will to hold out, Sam's hand reached over, and gently his thumb grazed her pout. As Haley's lips kissed his finger tip, Sam felt himself crumbling. The need too strong, he knew there was no way he'd be able to keep his hands off her all night. Not after waiting so long to be near her.

"Maybe we could just fool around. You know, not all the way." His heated breath offered her, as if it was Haley who was collapsing under the pressure. His hand slipped under her shirt, inching it up before he a placed a few sensual kisses on her smooth belly. Capturing her sensitive skin in the gentle hold of his pout as illustration for what he meant.

Delirious murmurs slipped from her lips until he stopped, and lifted to meet her eyes for her answer.

A smile shot wide on Haley's face, needing him as much as he needed her. Her fingers laced in his ruffled locks as she pulled his face down to meet hers. Sam fell onto her as the kiss instantly reignited with a flame raging out of control.

The distance had been too far, the duration too long, as soon as their lips met again and their hands found each other, all was lost.

Thought a second sensory to the feel of their hearts desire, the burning need. Their connection deeper then the earth's core filled them both, as the world disappeared and only they remained.

Be careful of the curse that falls on young lovers, Starts so soft and sweet and turns them to hunters, A man who's pure of heart and says his prayers by night May still become a wolf when the autumn moon is bright

"Howl" By Florence & the Machine