It was a gorgeous day out and Sam and Madison were finishing up a lunch date in the park by her office building. Sam loved having lunch dates with his wife. What could be nicer than spend an hour outside eating lunch in park with your beautiful wife? He didn't want to go back to work.
Sam pulled Madison close and kissed her. She kissed him back eagerly. After several moments they reluctantly pulled apart.
"What do you say we skip work and head home?" asked Sam with a mischievous grin.
"That's a tempting offer. A very tempting offer, but I don't think Lisa would like that too much. Sid probably wants you back at the store too," replied Madison.
"I guess you're right, but I plan on picking where we left off when we get home tonight," said Sam as he leaned in to kiss his wife one last time.
"Absolutely," said Madison with a grin.
After walking Madison back to her office, Sam stopped at the home store to pick up some window cleaner. They were out at the store and Sam told Sid he'd pick some up.
Sam was walking through the home store looking for the cleaner. He hated big stores like this, where you had to wander around forever to find what you need and there's never a clerk in sight. He was still looking for the window cleaner when he passed the display of coffee makers. There must have been at least twenty different kinds displayed. That's odd thought Sam. He remembered Madison saying they didn't have much of a selection. I guess I'll never really understand women when it comes to shopping he thought.
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Sam walked in the bookstore to find Sid practically bouncing off the walls. He couldn't help, but smile at the older man's enthusiasm. This must have to do with his daughter. Ever since he found out that Lindsay was moving home, Sid had been on cloud nine.
"Hey Sid, what's going on?" asked Sam.
"Lindsey just called. She's coming home earlier than she originally planned. She'll be here in three days," said a beaming Sid.
"That's great." Sam was really looking for to meeting Lindsay after hearing so much about her from Sid.
"I'm going to have a welcome home dinner this Saturday. I want you and Madison to come. Dean, too," said Sid.
"We'll be there. I'm sure Dean will want to come too," replied Sam.
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Sam and Madison were in their kitchen finishing cleaning up from dinner. Madison knew she was lucky to have a husband who liked to help clean up. Sam was telling her about Sid's dinner party for his daughter.
"That's wonderful for Sid. I can't wait to meet Lindsay. I think I'll buy a nice bouquet of flowers to bring," said Madison.
"Well I hope you have better luck at the flower shop," said Sam with a small laugh.
"What are you talking about," said Madison as she put the last dish away.
"I stopped at the home store after lunch to get window cleaner. I noticed that they had a huge selection of coffeemakers. I can't believe you couldn't pick one," said Sam.
"Yeah, well I wanted to make sure I got the best for your brother," lied Madison. She still didn't see the need tell Sam about Jeff Drake because she was sure she was just being paranoid.
"That's so sweet. And here I thought it was because twenty coffeemakers wasn't a big enough selection," said Sam as he walked over and put his arms around her.
"Sweetie what are you doing?" asked Madison as Sam start to pull her out of the kitchen.
"Picking up where I left off," said Sam as he leaned in to kiss her.
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Gordon had decided to lay low for awhile after seeing Madison at the home store. He could tell that he made her uncomfortable and he didn't want to push things to far too soon. He still followed her around but tried to stay far enough back so she wouldn't notice him. After a week he decided that it was time to make another appearance. He had spent two and a half years in jail planning his revenge against Sam Winchester. Gordon didn't want to wait much longer. He wanted to strike soon against Sam. The best way to get to him was through those he loved. Gordon didn't want to tangle with Dean this time around so that left Sam's wife.
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Saturday afternoon Madison was at the florists buying a beautiful bouquet of a roses. She wasn't sure what Lindsay's favorite flower was, but you can't go wrong with roses she figured. She loved the flower shop with its colorful arrangements of beautiful flowers. The smell of the flowers were so intoxicating that she had to resist the urge to buy every flower in the store. After picking out a dozen long stemmed pink roses, she paid and headed out of the shop.
Madison walked out of the store and ran right into Gordon. She had to stifle a scream when she saw him. It was like he just appeared out of nowhere. He was standing in right front of her, blocking her way.
"Madison, so nice to see you on this lovely afternoon," said Gordon with a smile.
"Hello Jeff," said Madison coolly hoping he realize she didn't want to talk to him. She tried to move away from Gordon, but there wasn't much room.
"What lovely flowers you have. Are they for your husband?" asked Gordon as he moved even closer to Madison.
"They're for a friend." Can't this guy take a hint she thought.
"You know, we really have to stop meeting like this. We should go for coffee sometime," said Gordon purposefully ignoring the fact that he could tell she did not want to talk to him.
Once again Madison got the feeling that it was no accident that she bumped into Gordon. Her instincts were telling her that she should leave now. There was something not right about this man and the way he looked at her and stood so close. Several times over the past week she got the feeling that she was being followed. She had thought she had seen Gordon watching her. Madison had tried to convince herself that she was just being paranoid, but seeing him now she wondered if he really was following her. This was too reminiscent of her situation with her ex-boyfriend Kurt.
"Look Jeff, I don't think that's a good idea." There was no way she was going anywhere with this man.
"Madison you aren't scared of me are you?" asked Gordon half jokingly.
"No, but I really have to be going, my husband's waiting for me," said Madison emphasizing the word husband. She didn't wait for a reply and quickly began walking away.
Madison was so focused on getting away from Gordon that she didn't notice the uneven spot in the sidewalk and she tripped. She would have fallen to the ground if Gordon hadn't roughly grabbed her arm. He held on to her arm so tight that it was painful.
"Maddy, you should watch where you walk. You don't want to get hurt," said Gordon as he tightened his grip on Madison's arm.
Madison winced as Gordon gripped her arm tightly. She tried to wrench her arm from his hand, but he held tight. Her brain was screaming at her to get away from him. Where she was annoyed before, she was now scared.
"Please let go of my arm, you're hurting me," cried Madison.
"I'm so sorry Maddy. I didn't mean to hurt you. I was only trying to prevent you from falling," said Gordon as he let go of her arm.
"I really have to go now," said Madison trying to ignore the fact that he called her by Sam's nickname for her.
"Well it was lovely to see you again. I do hope you enjoy the rest of your day," said Gordon ignoring that fact Madison now seemed frightened.
Madison walked away as fast as she could. Not again she thought. She could not go through another situation like the one she went through with Kurt. Yes, she found the strength to dump that bastard, but he stalked her for months afterwards. He tried to make her life a living hell. She didn't want to go through that again. She couldn't go through that again.
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Madison arrived home sporting a large bruise in the shape of Gordon's hand on her upper left arm. She was relieved that Sam was not home yet because that meant she could change into a long sleeve blouse before Sam saw the bruise. Because she was a werewolf, she healed quickly. Since bruise would be gone be by the next morning, she didn't see any reason to make Sam worry.
Madison was in the bedroom, in only her bra and pants, about to put a new shirt on when Sam walked in. He came over and wrapped his arms around her.
"I like the look. I think it would be a real hit at Sid's tonight," said Sam.
"Funny Sam. Now let me put my shirt on," said Madison with a laugh.
Just then Sam spotted the bruise on her arm. Was that a handprint on her arm? It looked like to a handprint to Sam. How did she get that wondered Sam.
"Maddy what happened to your arm?" said Sam, his voice laced with concern.
"It's nothing honey, don't worry," said Madison desperately hoping Sam would just let it drop.
"Madison, I can tell that's a handprint. Who did this to you?" asked Sam as he felt his anger slowly rising. The thought of someone putting their hands on his wife didn't sit well with him.
"I tripped outside the flower shop and a passerby grabbed me so I didn't fall. I don't think he realized how tight his grip was," said Madison still hoping he would let it drop.
She felt horrible lying to Sam, but things had being going so well him she didn't want to spoil it. Madison knew that Sam was waiting for something to go wrong. He was still adjusting to a life free from worrying about things like the yellow-eyed demon's plans for him. She didn't want to make Sam worry again.
"Well then I guess I should be grateful you didn't get hurt worse. Did you get his name so I can thank him?" said Sam wondering if there wasn't more to the story.
"Sweetie, I have to finish getting ready we don't won't to be late," said Madison as she walked into the bathroom and closed the door. She slid down onto the black and white tile floor and pulled her legs up to her chest. She hated lying to Sam. It made her feel sick to her stomach. She knew she should tell him what was going on, but he had been so happy lately. How could she spoil that?
Sam had told so many lies over the years while hunting that it almost became second nature. He didn't like lying, but he knew sometimes it was necessary. He also learned to spot when someone was lying. His wife was lying. He didn't know why, but he knew that something was wrong with her. She wasn't telling him the truth about how she got that bruise. She had never lied to him before. He was worried that she now felt the need to lie to him. He thought he had done a good job of letting her know that she could tell him anything.
Sam knocked on the bathroom door. Getting no response he turned the knob, it was unlocked. He opened the door to find his wife on the floor. Seeing Madison like that scared Sam. He sat down next to her.
"Maddy what's going on?" asked Sam gently.
"It's nothing Sam," she quietly replied.
"Madison, I can tell it's not nothing. Whatever it is, you can tell me," said Sam looking into her eyes.
Madison looked at Sam and saw nothing but love and concern for her on his face. She knew it was time to tell him the truth.
More to Come