He left the kids room and closed the door. He turned around to see Lizzy watching him. "Were you there the whole time?"
She nodded. "Sorry. I really didn't mean to eavesdrop... but... thank you. So... I was wondering... if you where still going to sleep on the couch... I'm not asking for anything, really. I'm not ready for anything more then... maybe... you holding me?" she asked, unsure of herself.
"It's been a long and exhaustion couple of days..." Dean said looking down at the floor. "Please don't be angry... but I can't... not yet... at least, not tonight," he said sadly.
She nodded. "I... Understand," she said before she turned and walked into her room, sadly. She went to go get ready for bed, turning to see Dean standing in the doorway.
Dean grinned a little before turning away. "If you need me for anything just come get me," he said and headed down the stairs. He started making up the pullout bed when there was a knock on the front door. Dean paused for a moment and the person knocked again. He looked back at the stairs and saw Lizzy. She shrugged and they both headed for the front door. Dean opened it and sighed heavily when he saw Sam on the other side. "Sam... What do you... I mean what are you..." Dean sighed again and looked at Lizzy.
"What are you doing here, Sam?" Lizzy said.
"I... found these," Sam said, hold out a bottle of pills.
"Oh.. thanks," she said, but made no movement to take them. Lizzy could tell that Dean was confused. "Anti-depressants," She said.
"I know some people could relapse if they stop taking them. I... I don't want you to hurt..." Sam trailed off.
Dean debated with himself for a moment then decided. "Look, Sammy, I might be pissed as hell at you right now but you are still a part of this family. It's late, why don't you stay here tonight and we'll try to get this all worked out starting in the morning." he offered.
"Ahh Well. Ok," Sam said before turning to walk back to the car, then stopped, holding out the pills again to her. Lizzy nodded, opening the screen, and took them quickly from him. He turned back to his car to get his stuff as she turned to go to the kitchen to get a glass to take her medication.
Dean waited for Sam to return and told him to take the couch. He met Lizzy at the bottom of the stairs. "Looks like you get me tonight after all. You think our Angelic marriage counselor arranged this?" he asked with a smile.
She gave him a half smile. "Maybe. I will keep my hands to myself. I'm really... not ready for anything," she admitted before she walked upstairs to her room, getting ready for bed.
Dean agreed with her and changed into a pair of loose pants and a t shirt. They climbed into their bed and laid down. Dean curled his larger frame around her smaller one and wrapped an arm around her waist. "Is this ok?" he asked feeling warm and comfortable for the first time in a long, long while.
She nodded as she smiled, relaxing within his arms. It didn't take her long before she fell asleep.
Dean woke up, sometime in the middle of the night, with his wife between his legs, sucking on his quickly hardening cock.
Dean struggled to pull himself together. He grappled with her for a moment before he succeeded in pulling her off of him. "Liz, what's gotten into you? We're not doing this tonight. We agreed that it's too soon," he said holding her shoulders firmly.
"Oh God, Dean, please, please, I want you.. so badly, please," She begged, struggling against him. Her pupils where blown and she was sweating against him. She struggled against him again before maneuvering him onto his back, rubbing up against him, moaning out. "Please... Dean," she begged.
Dean struggled with himself and her. His body wanted what it knew was his but he knew that it was too soon that sex now wouldn't make things better. He finally pushed her off of him getting a good look at her eyes. "God, honey what's wrong with you? Are you high? What did you take?"
"Please... Dean," she moaned out, desperate, voice full of passion and lust. "God baby, I'm on fire. Please. I need you so badly it hurts," she said slinking back over to him. "And I can tell you want me too, baby," she said before looking up at him, pleadingly. "Don't you love me... don't you want me?" she asked, moving to stroke his hard cock.
"Oh God," Dean whispered. "I love you with all my heart, Liz. That's why we can't do this, not now, not like this. Come back too me, Baby. I know you're really there. Come on talk to me, what happened? What did you take?" Dean asked pleading with her as he held her tightly, her back against his chest.
She just kept squirming against him. Pleading for him to fuck her over and over again, saying that she needed it. That she would die without it, with more pleads and then tears.
Dean just held her tightly. "Shhh, I'm here, baby. It's okay, you're going to be just fine." She struggled again in his arms crying and begging for him. "Oh God, help me. Close your eyes, Lizzy. You need to rest. God... What did you do, Baby?" Dean saw the pill bottle on the nightstand. Could that be it? Her medicine? Where had it even come from... "Lizzy... Baby I need you to tell me where you got the pills... Who gave them to you?"
She just moans and squirmed, too out of it to respond. She started to scream against him, begging again. It didn't take long before Ellen and Bobby found their way to the Room.
"What the HELL is going on in here?" Bobby yelled.
"God, I wish I knew. She woke up like this," Dean said near panic. "I'd almost swear she was on ecstasy or something from the way she's acting."
Bobby walked into the room, looking at Lizzy, still squirming against Dean.
"Yeah, she's on something," Bobby said. "Hard." Lizzy focus on Bobby then.
"Please, I need it.. please..." Bobby backs off after that.
"I say you got two options here, you can either restrain her until this... wears off. Or... you can help her wear it off and give her what she wants," Bobby said.
Dean glared at the old Hunter. "Thanks, Bobby, you're a big help. Look I got this... I think you better go," he said and Bobby nodded closing the door behind him as he left. Dean had to decide what to do. Could he restrain her till she came to her senses? She thrust back against him again making him moan as she rubbed against his erection. "God, Baby, you gotta stop doing that or I won't be able to stop myself..."
"Then don't stop yourself. Please, fuck me," she moaned out. "I need you Dean,"
His hold on her relaxed a bit and she took advantage of the lapse. She broke free of him and pinned him to the bed kissing and biting at his neck and shoulder on all the places she knew drove him wild. He moaned against the attack, passion and lust stealing his self-control and will power. He was hers and in that moment she knew it.
She bit and licked all over him, making quick work of their clothes. She pushed against him before she moved to push him into her. She just rode him, fast, hard and desperate.
Dean grabbed her hips forcing her to slow down and making her cry out in frustration. "Open your eyes, Liz. Lizzy, please." She ignored his pleas as she continued to push hard and fast toward completion. "Angel..." he tried finally, using the nickname from their first night together years ago. "Angel, look at me."
She wanted nothing more then to finish what she started, but his words hit her like a ton of bricks. She stopped suddenly Looking down at him, eyes focusing for a second.
"Dean?... Dean... Oh God... what am I doing?" she said. She still felt like her body was on fire, and she wanted nothing more then to finish up, but she felt like she got some control over it.
He wrapped his arms around her pulling her down against his chest, still buried within her. "There's my girl," he whispered straining to keep still. She'd worked him expertly knowing just how to play his body for a quick and dirty romp.
It didn't take long before they both came, hard. She collapsed on him, exhausted. It didn't take her long before her body began to shake against his, tiny sobs escaping her lips. "I'm so sorry. Oh God, what is wrong with me. This can't be happening again," She said between the tears.
"Happening again?" Dean questioned. "Sweetheart, it's alright. It's me, it's Dean. It's okay. Talk to me, please. What do you mean happening again?"
"Dean... I... can't, please don't make... I already... took advantage of you," she said.
"I'm sorry, Angel, you have to. You need to. If we're going to make it through this then you can't keep secrets from me," Dean told her. He knew the truth in his words would help. And the fact that he wanted them to work things out and get their marriage back on the right track.
"I... was the one. I was the one who slept with Sam," she said with a half sob. "He was a perfect gentleman to me and then I attacked him, like I just attacked you. It was like... I just couldn't control myself," she said.
"You were drugged. Still are but it's worked out of your system... mostly. You're pupils are still too wide open. What did you take... and why?" Dean asked her.
"Nothing..." she said before she stopped. "Wait. I took my Anti-depressants... but I've taken them before. Several times in fact. For the past 2 months. And me and Sam... well we only for the past few weeks," she explained.
"Where did you get the pills?" Dean asked.
Her eyes went wide for a moment. "Sam... but.. He wouldn't... would he?" She said, trembling lightly.
"I hope not, Baby. I really hope not." Dean said as he got out of bed and got dressed. He kissed Lizzy gently, grabbed the pill bottle and went downstairs. We watched his sleeping brother for a moment before gently shaking the younger man awake. "Sam... Sammy, wake up. We need too talk."
"Dean?" Sam said, looking at Dean confused and still half-asleep. "What? I thought we where going to talk tomorrow?" Sam said.
"After what just happened, we need to talk now." He handed Sam the pill bottle. "I need to know where these came from, Sam. Please do not lie to me."
"Ahhh why?" Sam said, but the look he was getting from Dean, he knew he shouldn't play around. "I got them from a friend. They are just some Anti-depressants. I was just trying to get her back to herself," he admitted. "I know I may have over steeped my bounds a bit, but I was just trying to get her better."
Dean closed his eyes for a moment then looked back at Sam. "Sam, please. Lizzy took one before we went to bed. She woke up an hour ago drugged out of her mind on what I can only assume is Ecstasy. Now, please... Where did you get them? Who gave them to you?" Dean pleaded with Sam for the truth exhaustion filling his voice.
"What? Oh that can't be..." Sam started to say, and the something clicked in his mind. All the times that they were together, all the desperate pleads for him, the whispered words of affection. Could they have all been? No... It couldn't have been. But it must have. She seamed sometimes so night and Day. He thought it was just her depression and so he forced more...
"Fuck," He said. "It was all in my mind, wasn't it? I only saw what I wanted to see. How could she have done this to me? FUCK!" Sam said, now getting quite upset. "Ruby... Ruby gave me the pills. She said they would help," Sam said, feel very much like the fool.
Dean felt like he'd been punched in the gut. Not only was Ruby back and pulling Sam's strings again, but once again his beautiful Lizzy had become a Demon's plaything. Dean sighed. "Ruby? Sam... I... don't know what to say. You know how I feel about Ruby and your association with her..." Dean cut off at the gasp her heard coming from the stairs.
"All this time... all this pain... and this," Lizzy said, waving her hands around, "was because you trusted her. You let her poison me Sam, how could you?" she said, clearly in pain at what she heard.
"I was... I was just trying to help. God. I'm so sorry... I should have known," Sam said. "I just... didn't want to believe it."
"Looks like we are all getting our strings pulled. Sam, you have to stay away from Ruby. She's going to be the end of us all..." Dean turned to Lizzy then. "I know you didn't believe him when he said it. I wasn't sure I did either, I was so hurt. You never betrayed me in your heart, Lizzy. Can't believe we have an Angel for a marriage counselor..." Dean said wrapping Lizzy in his arms.
Lizzy hugged him back, noticing the hurt and jealous look that Sam shot them. She broke away from Dean then, going Sam. She sat down next to him.
"I'm sorry. For everything. You deserve to be happy. But this is not the way," Lizzy turned to Dean. "Dean, me and Sam have some talking to do. Why don't you head up back to bed and I will be up there in a little while."
"Yeah ok. Don't stay up too late. Sam..." Dean started looking at his little brother. "I... I'm sorry about what I said... about Dad... I shouldn't have said that. Please, come home. Castiel is right... We're stronger as a family," Dean hugged his brother and kissed his wife's cheek and went upstairs to bed.
"Castiel?" Sam asked Lizzy.
"Long story for another night. I just wanted to say... You promise me, that you will stop what you are doing with Ruby, I won't tell him how far it has gotten," Lizzy said. Sam looking like he was thinking about it.
"Fine." he said, looking a little awkward.
"I'm sorry... about everything," she started and they talked and apologized to each other, coming up with a mutual understand and boundaries. They knew it would take them both time to completely get over all this, but it was a start. Lizzy climbed the stairs soon after that exhausted, and collapsed into bed with her husband.
A/n: Yeah yeah More drama! And even more to come!
