Part Seven: It's Not A Dream Anymore
It had been over a week since Ellen and Jo were killed. Bobby had offered for them to stay with him until they got their bearings back, which they accepted. Dean hadn't let it get to him. He's lost more people than he can count on his hands and toes. Losing them hurt, but he didn't let it bring him down. There was still work to do. Same with Sam. He knew what the stakes were. They were hunters after all. But Reese, on the other hand, wasn't taking it very well. She had closed herself off in one of Bobby's up stairs rooms. A few bottles of liquor to accompany her and her thoughts.
She finished off the first bottle with a hard wince. She laughed at herself as she examined the empty bottle. Just an ounce of the amber liquid in the bottom. It only took a week to finish a whole fifth of whiskey. She dropped her arm and let the bottle hit the floor and roll over the now open door. Dean watched as the bottle came to stop at his feet. He bent down to pick up the bottle and then moved over the bed where Reese was laying. She had turned with her back to him, so he wouldn't have to look at her directly. She had stayed buzzed to drunk over the last week and had intended to stay that way. Dean sighed to himself and sat down at the foot of the bed. He looked at her over her shoulder. She wasn't crying, she wasn't angry and she wasn't sad. She was emotionless. Due to the alcohol, he thought. He glanced up at the night stand to see another fifth sitting there. He leaned forward and took it in his hand. He shrugged his shoulders and twisted the cap off and took a hefty swig. He exhaled sharply as he looked at the bottle, wondering if it was trying to tell him something. Reese heard the liquid sloshing in the bottle and turned to face him. She sat up when she saw him staring at the open bottle. She cleared her throat and extended her arm, wanting more to drink. Dean looked at her for a moment before handing her the bottle.
"You know, I'm all for drinking the pain away, but don't you think this is a little much?" he asked quietly. Reese brought the rim to her lips and drank before answering him.
"Well, if it makes you feel any better, I did this same thing after Athena died. So no. I don't know think it's a little much." her tone sarcastic. Dean bit his lip in frustration.
"Reese, I know losing them hurt. But you can't stay here and be drunk all the time. It isn't healthy." Reese laughed at him. It wasn't a chuckle or a giggle. It was a hard belly laugh. One that almost made her cry. Dean looked at her offended.
"You want to talk about healthy? Mr. I-carry-a-flask-full-of-booze-everywhere-I-go. Or all those burgers and pie you inhale. Don't talk to me about healthy. Go talk to Sam if you want a health lesson." Now Dean was getting angry. He figured out Reese was an angry drunk. He stood and took the bottle away from her. "Hey!"
"I'm cutting you off." He snapped, slamming the bottle back on the night stand. "You need to get your head on straight if we want to win this thing. Sitting around drinking your pain away isn't going to make Ellen and Jo's lives mean anything." Dean raised his voice a little louder than he intended, causing Sam to walk up the steps to see Reese a crying drunken mess and an angry Dean at her bedside. He didn't enter the room, but he stood in the door way. Neither of them noticed. Upon hearing Jo and Ellen's names, Reese couldn't hold back her tears any longer. Dean stood his ground. He couldn't comfort her right now. Not with her not being in her right mind. When she was sober then he could try to make her feel better. Reese nodded her head after she wiped her face.
"I know." she said softly. She took a deep breath before continuing. "Jo had a huge crush on you, you know." she smiled a little. Remembering how Jo used to look at Dean when she thought no one was looking. "She thought the sun rose and sat in your ass."she chuckled. "And Ellen, she was like a mother to me. Like Bobby a dad. After my dad died, Ellen took us in and helped raise us until Athena could take over. We knew Bobby in passing, but I liked Bobby. He was a grumpy old teddy bear. And after Athena, Bobby took me in and helped me get over it all. He knows what it's like to lose someone. Like you and Sam do." She ran out of breath from rambling. Dean noted her calmness and took a seat beside her, motioning for Sam to come in. He did and he sat in the old recliner in the corner, closet to the bed. New tears formed in her eyes and they fell quickly down her face. "I'm just so tired, guys. I'm tired of fighting a losing battle. I've lost so many people close to me and I don't want to lose anymore." Dean wrapped his arm around her shoulders and pressed her small form into his chest. He nodded to Sam, who got up and sat on the other side of Reese. He placed his hand on her leg for comfort. Reese cried into his chest and dropped her hand on top on Sam's. Just the contact of the brother's calmed her.
Once she got her bearings back, Reese stood up quickly, only to wobble and fall back down between the boys. Even though she felt sober, the liquor told her other wise. She gulped once before spilling over onto the floor. Sam hopped up before the vomit hit his pants or shoes, while Dean simply moved his leg out of the way. He reached down rubbed Reese's back to sooth her. Reese groaned loudly before falling back and falling into a drunken sleep.
Four Hours Later…
Reese cracked open her eyes to see the cracked and rigid ceiling. She didn't remember falling asleep. The last thing she remembered was sitting between Sam and Dean, feeling sorry for herself. She let out an annoyed groan and wiped a hand down her face. Dean had moved her up on the bed and threw the blanket over her to keep her warm. Reese felt even more embarrassed, know she had made a fool out of herself in front the boys. She remembers being a bitch to Dean as well. She sighed, knowing she would have apologize sooner or later.
She threw the blankets off of her and slowly got out of bed. She wobbled a little before she caught herself on the nightstand. She caught a glance of the whiskey bottle sitting there. She gagged silently before making her way to the door and down the stairs. Once she got to the bottom she heard Dean talking to Sam. She stopped and listened before she would make her presence known.
"Sam, what are we gonna do about Reese?" Dean said, his voice low.
"What do you mean?" Sam asked.
"She drank herself into a stupor, dude."
"Oh, and like you haven't?" Sam replied, his tone condescending.
"Not the point. I understand losing somebody, but, as hunter she's-"
"Oh, come off it Dean. How old were you when Mom died? Four? And dad? I remember how you were after he died. You were down right scary. You drank, you fought random people, not mention loving and leaving. Just give Reese some time. She's strong. She'll be fine."
She heard silence from Dean. He was right in a way, Reese thought. She did need to be a little more responsible. Ellen and Jo wouldn't want her to make a mistake while not being in the right mind.
She stood at the door way, lost in her own thoughts. Bobby had come up behind her and cleared his throat, causing her to jump. "Crap, Bobby. A little warning next time you wanna sneak up on me."
"Eavesdropping are we?" Bobby said, his brow cocked.
"A little. But it's nothing I haven't heard before." She said, finally walking forward to where the boys were.
"She lives!" Dean exclaimed. Reese smiled shyly, the events hours ago slowly coming back. She sat down on the couch and brought her knees to her chest. Dean walked over to her and placed his hand on her knee. "You good?" she nodded slowly and took in a deep breath.
"Yeah. I'm good." Dean nodded and smiled before patting her leg. Sam walked over to her and handed her a mug full of coffee. She took it with a thank you and sipped the hot liquid. Dean looked at his brother with pleading eyes. Reese was still quiet. Sam shrugged before moving back into the kitchen with Bobby. Dean thought that she needed to get a away for a little while. He nodded to himself before making his decision. He patted her knee once more before leaning over and kissed her cheek.
"Come on. Let's take a drive." he said, standing to his feet.
"I'm not even dressed, Dean." she said, looking down at herself.
"Well then, go get dressed!" he smiled. "We leave in five!" he moved to the door, keys in hand and throwing his jacket on. Reese sighed and got up. She set her glass on the table before headed up to her room to change, wondering what Dean had in mind.
The drive was quiet. The only sound was the Impala's engine purring down the highway. Reese watched the landscape zip by, thinking how she could get over the pain she felt in her heart. She wanted to hunt. She wanted to kill any monster that crossed her path. But she knew she wasn't ready to get back in the game until she was clear headed and mentally stable. Dean's voice broke her from her thoughts.
"Whatchya thinkin' bout?" he asked quietly.
"How this life sucks…" she said, her eyes not leaving the window. Dean nodded, he didn't know how to respond. He was never really good at talking about feelings. He closed off most of his feelings until Reese entered his life. It was Reese's turn to break his train of thought. "How did you get over your dad? If you don't mind me asking." Dean tensed slightly. No one had asked him how he felt about that subject. Sam would try to talk about it but Dean shut him out. For some reason he didn't know, he couldn't do that to Reese. He took a deep breath.
"I went to Hell." he said simply. Reese turned and looked at him. He continued without looking at her. I spent forty years there. And thinking of Sam and Bobby it was what kept me going for so long before Cas broke me out. They filled that hole."
Family, Reese realized. Family is what Dean used to fill that huge hole in his heart. Reese realized that she had gotten a family back after so long. She nodded, knowing that she did have a family. She had Sam and Bobby and Dean. She let a small smile play on her lips when she thought of Dean.
"You're gonna be okay, Reese." Dean said softly. He reached over and gently grabbed her hand without taking his eyes off the road. Reese looked down at their hands, fully embracing the fact that she will never leave them, leave Dean. She nodded to herself and took a deep breath. She looked down at the grumbling sound of her stomach. "You hungry?" Dean asked, chuckling.
"I guess it's been a while since I've eaten." she replied softly. Dean squeezed her hand and smiled.
"Well, let's go eat then." Dean drove into town and stopped at the Biggerson's in the middle of town. He parked the car and got out, waiting for Reese to catch her bearings before she exited the car. Dean smiled as she rounded the car and put his arm around her shoulders. Now that he look at her in the light, she looked beaten. She looked like she could use a stiff drink and a night on the town. He smiled to himself, thinking that he himself could get out and enjoy the little things in life.
The couple grabbed a booth and ordered a couple of burgers and fries. Reese remained quiet until the food arrived at the table. She took a sip of her drink and began eating. Her mouth watered with the taste of a juicy meat patty and veggies. It wasn't the best burger she'd had, but after the last couple of weeks of eating food that you microwave in a gas station, it tasted like heaven. Dean watch her inhale her burger and chuckled. She wasn't like any woman he'd ever met. She was a hunter, a beautiful hunter. She was smart and knew her way around a vamp nest. Feelings stirred in him, and he realized he hadn't felt those feelings in a long time. He looked down for a moment before heard a soft moan come from his partner. He looked up to see Reese's cheeks full of burger and fries. She had her eyes closed and lips slightly parted as she tried to swallow her full mouth. she had her drink in her left hand and her burger in the other. Dean watched as she took another deep bite and ketchup dripped on her chin. He laughed to himself and Reese opened her eyes to meet his. She took a minute to swallow and quirked a brow.
"What?" she asked, her mouth still slightly full. Dean poked at his chin.
"You have a little…" he started, poking at the spot. Reese sat her food and drink down to wipe off the condiment, only to smear it more across her chin. She wiped again, leaving a small dollop. Dean gave up trying to show her, so he reached over and wiped it off with his thumb. Reese swallowed the rest of her food and looked at Dean. He had a soft side that she was quickly falling for. A thought crossed her mind as she glanced at the parked Impala and the handsome man sitting across from her. She took a napkin and and wiped the rest of her mouth and cleared her throat.
"Sorry." she laughed. "I guess I was hungry." Dean smiled at her.
"I guess so." he said, standing while he took his wallet out of his pocket. She laid the check and a tip down before heading to the bathroom. Reese watched his disappear behind the doors and quickly fixed her hair and took out a piece of gum she had in her jacket. She chewed it for a while, trying to get the burger taste out of her mouth. For what she had planned, she didn't need burger breath. She chewed until she saw Dean exit the restroom before gulping down the gum with her drink. She smiled at him and stood. they both exited the restaurant and headed to the Impala. She smiled and wrapped her arm around Dean's waist. She smiled back at her and laid his arm on her shoulders. Reese's fingers snuck into his jacket pocket and fished out his keys. Once she had a good hold on them and snatched them and pushed Dean slightly back and bolted toward the car. Dean heard a small jingle and saw her running toward the driver side of the Impala. "Son of a bitch." he whispered to himself before bolting toward her. Reese couldn't get the key to unlock the door fast enough before Dean slipped his arms around her and crushed her to his chest. She laughed as he twirled them around. The keys were still hanging as Reese pried his arms from her, turning the key and opening the door. She climbed in and started the car. The engine roaring to life, Dean's eyes widened as she started the car. He knocked on the window. "You are not driving her. Get out!" he said, a cheerful tone in his voice.
"Oh come on, Dean! Just this once! There's somewhere I want to show you!"
"Then you can give me directions. Out." he crossed his arms and waited for her to move to the passenger seat. when she didn't move, he tightened his fingers on his arms. "Reese, move." She didn't budge. He narrowed his eyes at her and she smiled wickedly. She reached up and twisted her fingers around the gear shift. Her let her smile grow unto her teeth were showing. Dean raised his brows and dropped his arms and clenched his fists. "Don't you dare." he said, his voice low, but deep down, he could't look away from her smile. It was the first time he had seen her actually smile. Reese took her grip on the shifter and put her in reverse. Dean knew she wouldn't take off without him, so he stood his ground. Reese knew he wasn't going to get mad at her or leave her in the parking lot, so she shifted the car back into park and opened he door. Dean waited until the door was open before he started to get in. Reese used her quickness to grab him by the lapels of his jacket and brought him down to her. Before Dean could protest, she crashed her lips to his. Dean caught the seat with his hand as Reese used her fingers to thread though his hair. A soft growl rumbled in his chest and he pushed Reese back with his legs and fully got into the car, without breaking the kiss. Reese moved back to him, nearly sitting in his lap. She dragged her tongue across his bottom lip and Dean took in a deep breath. His nose was filled with her scent. A mixture of mint from her gum and green apples from her shampoo. His hand reached up and cupped her head with his hand. Dean remembered where they were and he pulled away slowly. Her cheeks were flushed and her lips swollen. She was breathing heavily as she looked around, remembering they were in a public parking lot. Dean smirked and pecked her lips. "Now where is this spot you wanted to show me." She could hear the mischief in his voice. She sat back in the middle of the bench seat and started spouting her directions.
Reese had told Dean to go to Sioux River, just outside of Sioux Falls. She got out of the car and asked Dean to pop the trunk. She grabbed the blanket she had put there and grabbed his hand and drug him to the spot she had referred to. Dean looked around at the lush green trees and listened to rushing water beside them. Reese and led them under a rock ledge where no one could see them. Reese placed the blanket on the soft ground and sat down. She cleared her throat, getting Dean's attention. He turned and looked at her and sat down beside her. She looked out at the river, enjoying the sounds that came from around them. She brought her knees up and leaned down on them. "This is where I come to be alone." she said quietly. Dean turned toward her.
"Then why'd you bring me?" Dean asked, his hand brushing her side. He knew exactly why she brought him here, and he didn't care one bit. He slowly moved towards her, not wanting to push, just in case she changed her mind.
"I trust you." she said finally, looking at him, noticing he was getting closer. her heart skipped a couple of beats before she closed the small distance between them. Dean pulled one of legs up and stretched the other out, to get more movement with his upper body. Reese turned toward him, bringing both hands to his hair and biting his bottom lip. A small growl erupted in Dean's chest before he took Reese by her waist and lifted her up to straddle him. Reese didn't dare break their kiss, too afraid she might lose him. He was losing himself in her. Reese had dreamt of this for a long time, ever since her encounter with the Djinn. She smiled against his lips, finally making that dream come true. Dean's fingers dug into her sides as her hands tugged at his lapels. She shrugged his shoulders so his jacket would fall with gravity, leaving him in just his henley. His fingers played with the hem of her shirt and Reese reached back and pulled off her own jacket. Dean's fingers gripped her shirt and lifted it slowly, still not sure if Reese was sure she was going to follow through. She gave no indication that she was stopping, so he pulled his up over her head and placed it beside them. She gripped the fabric on his back and pulled his over his head and sat it with hers. She ran her hands up his hard stomach and shoulders, gripping the short cut hair on his hand. His fingers splayed over her back and pulled her in close. Her hands declined down his stomach again before her fingers settled on his belt buckle. He pulled back slightly and looked her in the eyes. He could see the want in them. She needed this.
"Are you sure, Reese?" He asked softly, pushing a strand of hair behind her ear. She nodded
"Please, Dean." she replied, while undoing his buckle. He crashed his lips back to hers and flipped them, so his body was hovering over hers. She succeeded in undoing his belt and fly. Her fingers gripped the hem of his pants, practically begging to get them off. He fumbled with her fly before snapping it open with his free hand. Both of them exposed, Dean took his time admiring her body. Her skin, a dark caramel, her hair spilled around her head, and her ice blue eyes bearing her soul to him. Reese kicked off her boots and socks while Dean did the same. Both of them in a hurry but also taking their time with one another. He desperately pulled at her jeans and underwear and they finally slid down her tone legs. Reese pulled at his until they were at the length she couldn't reach, she used her foot to pull them down the rest of the way. Dean removed her straps to her bra and pulled it off of her, leaving her open to him. Both hunters fully exposed, there wasn't any going back now. Their lips met once more as Reese wrapped her legs around Dean's waist. His hard member grazing against her center. She moaned into his lips. Dean pulled back once more. "Are you absolutely sure?!" he asked breathless.
"Shut up!" she gasped as she brought him back to her. Dean's hand gripped at her hip as he finally entered her. Reese released his lips and put her nose in the crook of his neck. The Djiin had nothing on the real thing. She thought she had died on gone to heaven. Pushed the hilt, Dean began to move against her hips, hitting her in all the right places. A sweet pain shot up her body with every move. Her legs tightened around him as she bit into his shoulder. Dean growled softly as he did the same. Reese opened her eyes to see a bright blue sky above her. Dean's hair ticking her cheek and neck, she moved her until her hand his the ground. She pushed on it and rolled them over so she was sitting on his hips. His hands moved on her body, sending chills through his touch. She moved her hips on him, bring a low groan from his chest. He pushed his head down on the ground, feeling pleasure through his legs and body. His hands moved up her body to cup her breast in his hands. Her's flew up and covered them. Her hips ground harder and faster against his, feeling every inch of him. She let out a loud moan and ran a hand through her hair. Dean sat up and kissed her hard as she continued her movements. She could feel her climax building, as could Dean. her breaths became shorter and her movements erratic. Dean held her body to him as she rode out her orgasm. He kept moving his hips until he could feel his building. He held onto her body, not only for her but for him to find his bearings a come down from high. Reese clutched his hair in her hands as she kissed him hard. Her tongue exploring his mouth as Dean's hips started to move again. Reese giggled.
"Again?" she asked. Dean grinned and chuckled as he flipped them over again and entered into another few moments of bliss.
Reese was tying her boots back before Dean stepped behind her, fully dressed. Dean had felt slightly used. But little did he know, Reese hadn't used him for just sex. She used him as an escape. An escape from the crap world she'd been living in. Reese felt safe when she was around Dean. She felt like nothing could touch her. She felt invincible. Once she was done tying her boots she stood and smiled sweetly at Dean. He smiled back. She looked at him before throwing her arms around his neck. His arms instantly around her and held her close. he took in her scent and closed his eyes. He had found his light in the darkest of times. Dooms Day around the corner and he was the happiest he'd been in a long time. Reese let go of him slightly and kissed him. Dean melted into her. He released her and took a step back to pick him their jackets and blanket. He kissed her once more before taking her hand in his.
"You good?" he asked, looking into her eyes. She smiled brightly back at him.
"More than I have in a long time." she said, standing to kiss his cheek. He moved slightly and caught her lips.
"Good. Let's head back to Bobby's. Sam called. he found us a case." Reese nodded, glad to finally be going hunting again. She found her light in the darkness, and she wasn't letting this one go.