Dean was waiting with bated breath while Lindsay was on the phone with her doctor. This was it, this was the moment she found out if her tumor had returned. Dean was never one to pray much, but he prayed for Lindsay. With everything she had already been through she didn't deserve to have more crap piled on he thought.
"Okay. Thank you doctor," said Lindsay before she hung up the phone.
Lindsay turned towards Dean. He searched her face for an indication of what the doctor told her.
"Well?" asked Dean.
"It not a tumor," shouted Lindsay.
"It's not a tumor?" repeated Dean.
"No, it was just a dark shadow. The second MRI was clear," said Lindsay.
A huge weight had lifted off Lindsay's shoulders. Her tumor had not returned. She could not contain her excitement and why should she? Feeling relief and happiness spread through her body, Lindsay started jumping up and down like a kid on Christmas morning.
"I don't have a brain tumor," shouted Lindsay.
Dean just stood there watching Lindsay. He couldn't keep the grin off of his face even if he wanted too. There was something about her excitement that was infectious.
"Dean, thank you so much for being here for me," cried Lindsay as she threw her arms around him.
Dean pulled Lindsay tight to him. It was if he could feel the relief coursing through her body. He leaned down and placed his mouth on hers. Dean kissed Lindsay for the first time and it felt amazing. She kissed him back eagerly. After a few seconds they broke apart.
"Lindsay would you like to have dinner with me?" asked Dean, suddenly feeling nervous.
"Dean are you asking me on a date?" asked Lindsay.
"Yes," replied Dean.
"I would love to," said Lindsay with a smile.
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After stopping off at the butcher shop, Madison raced to get home from work. It was Friday and she had something special planned for Sam. He had been amazing these past several weeks and she wanted to let him know how much she appreciated that. She had picked up his favorite, prime rib. It would be served with baked potatoes, corn and Caesar salad, another favorite of Sam's.
As Sam walked into the apartment , his mouth began watering. He could smell something delicious coming from the kitchen. After hanging up his coat and putting his messenger bag away he headed in there.
"Hey sweetie," said Sam as he pulled his wife away from the stove and kissed her.
Not wanting any of the food to burn, Madison reluctantly pulled away from Sam to return her attention the stove.
"What's the occasion?" asked Sam.
"Today is Sam Winchester is the most amazing man I have ever met day." Madison's eyes sparkled as she spoke. "Now I want you to go relax with a glass of wine and I'll call you when dinner's ready." She handed her husband a glass of wine and gently pushed him towards the living room.
I must be the luckiest man in the world thought Sam as he sat down on the sofa.
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"And then they just left the shop together," said Sam as he buttered his baked potato.
"What's wrong with that?" asked Madison.
"They didn't even bother to mention where they were going or what they were doing." Madison could help, but laugh at her husband as he said that.
"Sam, you do know that Dean and Lindsay are adults and can do what they want without getting your permission first," said Madison through her laughter.
Sam began to realize how silly he sounded. Madison was right, his brother was allowed to do what he wanted.
"I know, I guess I just feel out of the loop," said Sam with a sigh.
"I think Dean and Lindsay would make a great couple and I don't think your brother wants to be single to rest of his life," said Madison.
"Maddy, they're not even dating yet and it sounds like you have them headed down the aisle," said Sam.
"Well, I must say that I highly recommend marriage. It's the best thing that has ever happened to me." Sam reached across the table and placed his hand on top of Madison's.
"Me too," he replied giving her hand a squeeze.
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Since Madison had cooked, Sam insisted on cleaning up. She protested that it was his special night, but he was insistent.
"Okay if you want to clean, then I'm going to head to bed," said Madison.
"You're going to sleep now? It's still early." Sam was looking forward to spend a little more time with his wife.
"Who said anything about sleeping?" Madison couldn't keep the mischievous grin off her face as she walked out of the kitchen.
Suddenly Sam felt motivated to clean the kitchen in a record amount of time. After the last dish was placed into the dishwasher and it was started, he headed straight for the bedroom.
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Sam walked into the bedroom to find Madison standing in front of the mirror. She was wearing that black silk nightgown that he loved. From where he was standing in the doorway, he could see the frown form on her reflection has she ran a finger across the scar on her chest. Sam quickly crossed the room in several long strides and pulled his wife into his arms."You look amazing," Sam whispered in Madison's ear.
Madison leaned up and pulled Sam into a kiss that reached into his soul. He knew as long as he lived that he would never be able to get enough of this woman. Even though the evening had started out with Madison wanting to show Sam how much she appreciated everything he had done for her, it quickly turned into a way for Sam to show Madison how much he loved her.
Afterwards, lying with his arms around his wife, Sam felt like they were the only two people in world.
"I love you Maddy," whispered Sam as he placed a gentle kiss to his wife's lips.
"I love you Sam," replied Madison.
Wrapped up in the safety of Sam's arms, with her back pressed again his chest, Madison drifted off to sleep. For the first time in weeks she was not plagued by nightmares.
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Madison woke up to find herself still wrapped up in Sam's arms. She glanced at the clock to see that it was just after nine. She decided to get up and start the coffee, but when she tried to slip out of Sam's arms he tightened his hold.
"Sweetie, don't you want me to go start some coffee?" asked Madison.
Sam's response was to pull Madison closer and nuzzle his face into her hair. Forget coffee, this was the best way to wake up she thought.
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With the weight that was lifted off her shoulders, Lindsay could now focus on other things like her date with Dean. Why did she feel nervous, it was just a date. Okay so he's smart and handsome and funny and the list could go on forever, but hadn't she sworn off guys after what happened with her ex. However, there was just something about Dean. She knew that she felt safe around him. She smiled to herself as Dean's face popped into her head.
"Lindsay what's with the smile?" Sid asked his daughter.
"Life is good," was her reply.
More to Come
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