Austin Samuel Winchester
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This story hasn't been dedicated, but I've decided to dedicate it to my Law & Order: SVU obsessed friend, Nicole (SVUFAN1). She is totally into the whole 'rape victim counseling'. So seeing as how Carly was raped, it seems fitting to dedicate it to Nicole. :)
Enjoy!
Chapter Sixteen
"Here you go," Carly said as she handed the sleeping Austin off to Sam.
They had all just gotten home from the fair and dinner.
Carly, now freed of her son, got out of the car followed by Jessica. Sam started to walk toward the apartment with Jess right next to him and Austin in his arms.
Carly went to the trunk where Dean was standing, ready take the day's winnings – a large Scooby-Doo prize, three small animals in assorted colors, and two teddy bears that were larger than Austin – out. He noticed Carly lean against the Impala, so he let the stuffed animals fall back into the trunk.
"Yes," he asked in a sing-song voice as he rearranged himself so he was in front of her, arm on either side of her, pinning her to the car.
She smiled and picked up his right hand. "You still wear the ring?"
"Why wouldn't I," he asked with a smile as he watched her examine the ring on his finger.
"I want to show everyone you're mine," Carly said with a smile as she slid a plain, silver band on Dean's right hand's ring finger.
He gave a small laugh as he flipped them over in bed. She had been on top of him, but he wanted to be on top for a second. His necklace dangled down toward her. "Trust me: everyone knows I'm yours."
"How's that," she asked as she used one hand to gently grab his necklace.
"You haven't seen the t-shirts I ordered? The ones that say 'Carly's Property' on them," he smirked. She laughed. He came down gently and pressed their lips together before pulling back. "Everyone knows I'm yours, Car."
"And how's that, Dean?"
"Because I tell them."
She smiled, pulled on his chain, and brought him down for a kiss. "Now you don't need to."
"I still will."
"I don't know." She gave a small shrug. "We broke up?"
"Didn't matter. I still wore it."
She smiled at her boyfriend before fishing out the necklace he had given her from underneath the neckline of her shirt. "Me too."
"Hey, Carly," Dean called into the house as he shut the front door.
He had just gotten to her house to pick her up for a date. They were going to a fancy restaurant.
"In here," she called from her bedroom. Dean walked in but had to stop when he saw her. She was wearing a red dress that she knew Dean would like. It was just short enough for him to enjoy, but not short enough for others to. She had heels on and her brown hair was done up – her mother had done it for her, she would later reveal. She was looking through her jewelry for a necklace to wear with the gold pearl earrings she had on. She looked at him when he came in and frowned. "You don't like it?"
"No," Dean said as he blinked out of the ogling phase and into his normal self. "I love it." He came in, put his arms around her waist and his chin on her shoulder, breathed in the scent that matched her perfectly, and stared at them in the mirror. "I have a necklace for you to wear with it."
"Really," she asked with excitement.
"Yeah." He smiled and released her as he took out the box. She hopped up onto the dresser and watched as he took it out.
It was a gold chain with a gold, circular medallion. One side held an engraved 'D' and the other an engraved 'C'. Both sides had decorations on the side – intertwined roses to be exact.
He put it around her neck and hooked it in the back.
She gently put her hand to it. "It's beautiful, Dean."
He smiled. "Now everyone knows you're mine."
"I tell them anyway."
Dean leaned down and captured Carly's lips with his. One hand slid up her arm only to be placed on the side of her face while the other wrapped around her back and pulled her to him. Carly's hands remained on his chest.
"Are you thinking about me, Carly," a voice taunted.
Carly pulled away from Dean and cringed.
"Chris," she whispered.