The past couple of months Breanna had felt her and Derek's relationship falling apart. She loved this man, she had given herself to him like she had given no one else. And to top that off they hadn't even been intimate in almost two whole months and it was starting to effect her. He always was saying he was too tired from taking care of his Aunt during the day or he just wasn't in the mood. Bree wasn't one to push but today she decided to do something about it, she had told him she had to leave for work but she really didn't have work. She hurried to a local boutique in town and after more time than she would have liked she finally picked out some "sexy" lingerie. Then she went and got his favorite "Fleur de Sel" macaroons from his favorite bakery in town. Getting little things here and there wanting to make tonight special just for him.
Bree opened the door to the flat quickly just trying to not drop anything. Partially because she had too much stuff and partially because she was so excited. She sat everything down on the counter and immediately went into action. She grabbed the candles she had bought earlier in hopes to set the mood right. Making her way towards the room she saw clothes scattered thorough out the living area and it wasn't long before she heard noises. Not just any noises either, what sounded to her like another woman. Feeling confused knowing that Derek was with his Aunt like he was every other day. Thinking or hoping that maybe he had just left the TV on after he left. She put her hand on the door knob and opened the door quietly. Once she has the door fully open she saw Derek pounding away at some blonde. French profanities leaving both of their mouths along with the sound of skin on skin. She couldn't even muster a single thought much less a word. She went to bring her hands up to her mouth to hide the gasp but she dropped the bag filled with candles. It was almost slow motion as she watched the candles fall to the hard wood ground and shatter right at her feet. Breanna's blue eyes began filling up with tears. As much as she didn't want to her eyes lifted from the mess on the floor just as he pulled himself out of this strange girl in their bed.
"Derek.." She had so many things running through her head but none of it was making any sense. Her eyes darting between them both in disbelief.
Being caught red handed, "Bree baby.. It isn't what it looks like. I swear."
"Who is this, Derek?" The blonde asked with a thick French accent. And if Bree wasn't already mad enough the way she spoke his name made her fume. She now on her back trying to cover herself up..
Derek turning to her, "I think you need to go, Maxime." And the way Derek spoke her name made her feel sick to her stomach.
The blonde walked by Breanna with a look of pride on her face. That's when she had realized this woman.. this girl was a waitress at their favorite local coffee place downtown. And at this point she couldn't stop the tears even if she had wanted. Bree heard the door slam, assuming the blonde was finally gone. Never moving from her spot only a couple steps in the room, never saying anything. Tears slowly rolling down her cheeks, not believing this was really happening to her.
"Baby, I swear she didn't mean anything to me.." Derek started to plea and work his way to her on his knees beside the broken glass on the ground. She was numb, almost paralyzed, she had to be in shock. It took him grabbing her hands to snap her out of it.
"Are you fucking kidding me.." Is all she could muster.
Up until this point Breanna rarely cursed, drank, she acted as a lady should act. It's how Derek always liked her to be. She did everything he ever wanted her to do.. Hell he didn't even enjoy having sex with her the way he was just enjoying himself with this waitress.
"Baby, just listen to me." He pleaded. "I just haven't been feeling myself lately. I don't know what is wrong with me. I have all of these feelings about Aunt Mary about to pass and our life has just been so boring lately.."
Breanna couldn't believe what she had just heard.. She constantly tried doing stuff with him.. too him, but he always objected and acted disgusted about the way she had acted. She couldn't bare it anymore and reared back and slapped him with all of her might.
"Get out.. Get out right now."
"Baby.."
"Get the fuck out, Derek!"
Not wanting to anger her anymore. He stands quickly grabbing his clothes before saying, "I'll be back in an hour. After you cool off."
Making it sound like it was her fault! She couldn't believe him. As soon as she heard the door shut behind him she grabbed her luggage knowing she needed to leave. The last place she wanted to go back to was to Houston.. To her mother. But she didn't have any other option. Quickly shoving all her clothes, toiletries, everything that was hers into her bags she stormed out of the apartment never looking back. Hoping that if nothing else she would never have to see him ever again.
-IOH-
Without even saying anything Bree's blood started to boil.
"I know you don't want to see me, but it's your birthday and I just couldn't keep myself away." He explained.
How did he even know where she lived? She did everything she could to make it where he would never be able to find her.
"Mother.." She said quietly but angry. Realizing her mom must have told her where she moved to and after that there was no telling how easy it was for him to find her house.
Derek reached out to grab her arm.
"Do.. not.. touch me! Ever, Derek!" She yelled finally letting all the anger she was filling spill out.
She heard the rumble of the Impala coming from down the street. She knew he needed to be gone by the time they parked or he wasn't going to be very happy for very long, but she felt a part of her that wanted Dean to confront Derek.
"You need to go now." Her eyes never meeting his, watching the road. She finally spotted the Impala as she let out a sigh of relief.
"I just wanted to give you this." Derek said putting his hand in his pocket and pulling out a small box.
The Impala making it into the drive way next to hers making Derek glance in that direction only for a second. She heard the creak of the doors opening followed by the sound of them slamming.
"I don't want anything from you Derek!" She couldn't help but yell.
"I've told you I'm sorry! I came back for you, I even searched this entire town looking for you! I just want to be with you again." He sounded pathetic.
She couldn't help the snort that came out, "Well you should have thought of that before you fucked a French whore in MY bed." She spat out. Noticing that Dean was standing on the other side of the car looking in the direction of all the commotion happening on her porch. "Derek, please leave before you make this much worse for yourself."
"Please just take this.." Derek pleaded and held his hand out with the small box in it as he opened it revealing a ring with a huge, beautiful, diamond on a silver band.
"I just want to show you how much I love you.. I know it will take a while to get to where we were but I want you to have this as a promise.." But he didn't get to finish.
"You have got to be fucking kidding me!" She repeated.
"Is there a problem over here?" Dean said in a deep, almost territorial tone.
Breanna and Derek both turned their heads to him quickly. Noticing Dean followed by Sam and they were walking from their yard into hers quickly. Dean was in front of her house in no time.
"No problem here buddy." Derek said in an overly egotistical tone.
Dean made his way up the steps and walked past Derek not paying him any attention. Sam stopped on the steps behind Derek, staying out of it for now. Dean stepping in between Derek and Bree before putting a hand up to her face and wiping away one rogue tear from her cheek and she couldn't help but give him a small smile in return.
Dean asked her quietly, "You okay?"
"Yes.. I'm fine. Thank you." She kept her voice quiet.
Dean gave her a smile before turning around, staying between her and this guy. He doesn't care who this guy is but he needed to go.. now.
"Time for you to go." Dean said sternly.
Derek's eyes glanced around Dean to Bree with a look of almost disbelief on his face, "So I guess this guy is your new boyfriend?" Gesturing to Dean while he looked him over followed by a loud chuckle.
"So what if I am?" Dean took a step towards him, "I don't think it's any of your business.. and I'm not going to tell you again. Leave, NOW."
She almost jumped at how loudly the last word came out, she was still upset about Derek showing up and this happening. But she was so turned on by how Dean was acting. She knows they aren't really boyfriend and girlfriend but he must care about her enough to stand up for her. Without even one question to her he was going to make this man leave and didn't even object when he got called her boyfriend.
"Yeah, okay." Looking past Dean at her one last time before shutting the open box and placing it back in his pocket.
"I'll be in town a week, think about what I said. Think of everything I can give you that he can't.. Think of our future together. I know I love you more than he ever will.."
Her eyes fell to the ground at his words, "There is nothing you can say to change my mind. What's done is done."
With that Derek turned around and almost ran into Sam who had a serious look on his face. He had never seen him this entire time. Sam slowly stepped out of the way to head towards her, face never relaxing or changing. Derek shook his head and walked past Sam. Once he was off the steps he turned back to face the three of them standing on the porch.
"Got yourself a couple of real winners here Breanna. Your mother would be delighted." Before he rolled his eyes and made his way into his Aston Martin. Once inside he started it up and took off, out of sight in seconds. Sam was the first to speak.
"Who was that?" He turned to look at her with a concerned look on his face.
"Derek.. my ex.." She said with no emotion.
"Oh, I thought you said he lived in Paris?"
"He did, apparently now he lives in Houston with my mother. You guys want to come in?" Bree wanted to avoid talking about this any longer.
The entire time Dean looked confused, he realized while her and Sam were talking he knew next to nothing about her. Sam knew more than he did. He had always felt okay with it until now, he felt bad that Sam got to be closer to her than he was. He attempted to shrug it off as they both followed her in and took a seat on the couch.
"I'll be right back, I need to call someone." Not feeling in the mood to shop anymore she was going to call and cancel with Scarlet.
"Take your time baby." Dean said sweetly, with a smile.
His smile made her melt, she couldn't help but smile back at him before heading up the stairs. His kindness already lightening her mood. As soon as she was out of sight Dean turned to Sam.
"Okay, who's Derek?" Dean asked quickly.
"God, you haven't even talked to her at all have you?" Sam said with a roll of his eyes.
"Not the time Sammy. Just hurry up, fill me in."
Since the first time Bree and Sam hung out in the diner they had hung out a few times. Sometimes both of them would come over to eat or they would go into town to eat. Even a couple times Dean had some things to take care of which left Sam and Bree alone, they had become pretty good friends over time. He always asked about her past, she would tell him stories about her mom, Derek, her traveling. And he would return with stories from their childhood and his past. Both of them needed a friend and it was nice when they were around each other.
"Okay, okay. She lived in Paris a while after she traveled around all over the world. She met Derek there when she was 20 , she loved him. Hell, she even gave him her virginity." Sam explained.
"You're telling me she was a virgin until 20?!" Dean said in disbelief.
"You really need to talk to her more Dean.." Sam added. "Anyway she found him in bed with another woman after they had been together for a while, her dad left her and her mom for another woman, so it was almost the worst thing the dude could do. It messed her up pretty bad, she was devastated. The guys is an asshole, she has told me a lot of stories about him. She told me that he said she was boring.. That's why he cheated on her."
"Wow, I may not know much about her life. But I know she is definitely not boring." He said smirking at Sam.
Sam huffed. "Everything is about sex with you Dean. It was a tough time for her, you need to be sensitive."
"You know how I am Sammy! I am plenty sensitive.. But did you see the size of the ring he was trying to give her? And the car he was driving? I must be huge step down for her." Dean said quietly but he couldn't help but feel like she was settling.
"Believe me I would pick your sexy ass over him any day." She said from the top of the stairs.
Making both of them jump, hoping she didn't hear the conversation they were having. Dean was actually embarrassed and kind of envious that Sam knew more about his girl than he did. Sure they weren't an item but she could talk to him still. It was like Dean gave her the orgasms and Sam gave her the meaningful conversations. Dean got up from his spot on the couch not wanting Sam to be the one she confides in. She was in the kitchen now grabbing a beer from the fridge.
"Want one?" She asked Dean.
"Always baby." Before grabbing it from her.
"Sam, want a beer?" She offered.
"Sure, thanks Breanna." She walked past Dean to hand the beer to Sam over the back of the couch.
"You're welcome Sam."
Sam turned his head to give her a smile before the clinked the bottles together. Dean felt a tinge of jealousy as they smiled at each other. He never noticed it before but they seemed really comfortable to be around each other. Dean quickly made his way to Bree and wrapped his arms around her waist. She leaned back into him. He gave her a kiss on the back of her neck before he put his lips to ear.
"You doing okay?" He sounded concerned.
She turned around to face him, with a smile on her face.
"Thanks to you." She leaned in giving him a small kiss before pulling away and looking down at her beer.
"I had told him to leave already, he always was stubborn.. I know you probably didn't want to get involved. I know we aren't dating but I appreciate it." She gave him another small smile before taking a sip from her bottle.
He looked at her face, realizing a look of almost pain covered her face. Dean couldn't understand, sure they didn't have a title or they didn't talk much. Rarely ever talked really, but they had a connection. He cared about her, how could she think that he wouldn't have wanted to get involved?
Dean didn't say anything he just placed his thumb and index finger on her chin making their eyes meet. He looked into her beautiful blue eyes. She looked into his breath-taking green ones. They sat like that for a few seconds before Dean placed his lips on her lips softly. The softest that he had ever kissed her. Breanna's knees got weak and he wrapped his arms around her tighter, deepening the kiss. Keeping it soft somehow but full of passion. This went on for a while, both of their tongues working the others for a while until Sam cleared his throat making the two of them separate quickly. Bree's cheeks were slightly red from the steamy kiss and from being embarrassed about that just happening in front of Sam. Dean smiled at her before brushing some of her hair from her cheek and then stepping away from her. He knew he didn't say anything but he hoped that translated a little of how he felt about her. She gave him a grin then walked around the couch to sit down by Sam.
"You guys want to know something?" She said in a happier than usual tone.
She turned so she was facing Sam and she watched as Dean went and sat on the love seat to the right of Sam. Sam nodded and Dean just smiled at her.
"Today is my birthday." She grimaced a little as the words came out because of the shocked expression that covered the boy's faces.
"What?! Why didn't you tell me?" Dean said while leaning forward from his relaxed position.
"I didn't want to make a big deal about it.." She said looking down at her beer yet again before taking a big sip of it.
"Well it looks like we are partying tonight!" Sam said before standing up. "I'll go into town and grab some stuff for tonight. We'll make you have the best birthday you've ever had. I'll even stop by the bar to tell all your work friends to come by, sound good?"
"Really.. you don't gave to do that.."
"I'm doing it no matter what! So I better get going." He smiled down at her.
She felt happy tears in her eyes, "That would be great Sam.. Thank you!" She said standing up and giving him a big hug.
Dean looked away quickly, trying to remind himself it was only a hug over and over trying to not care about the sudden contact between Sam and Bree.
They pulled away and Sam smiled at her again. "My pleasure, I'll be back around 7 or 8?"
"Sounds great!" And with that he was out the door.
She looked at Dean, "This is going to be so much fun! I need to get ready. You go with Sam, so you don't have to sit around bored while I figure out what to wear. What am I going to wear?!" By the end she was rambling.
"You sure? I could stay and you could do a little show for me?" He said making his way over to her.
She put her arms around his neck as his hands went around her waist.
"You know that if you stay I won't do anything that I'm suppose to do. You are very distracting.." Dean started kissing her neck, she let out a small moan before pushing him away.
"You better stop Dean Winchester! I'll see you tonight." She giggled and smirked at him. She turned away from him before he could trick her into not getting ready.
"I'll be a little early, to give you your birthday present!" He yelled after her once she was up the stairs and shortly after she heard the door shut.
Excited for tonight she started going through everything she owned, throwing stuff all over the room. She looked at herself in the mirror smiling big. She decided to call Scarlet and asked her to come over. To help her get ready, she wanted to look good tonight, better than good. She wanted to look amazing tonight. She sat on her bed before she picked up her phone dialed Scarlet's number.
"Hey it's Bree again!"
"Oh hey girl, feeling better now?"
"Yes, I am. Actually a couple of my friends are throwing me birthday party tonight. And I have no idea what to wear, you always look so great and I was wondering if you could come help me." Bree hoped she didn't sound too pathetic.
"A party huh? I'll be there in ten." With that she hung up and Breanna laughed at how eager Scarlet sounded.
Bree sat there a little longer, thinking about earlier with Derek then decided to not even allow him to get into her head. It was her birthday and she was having a party in a few hours! She had never really had a birthday party and was beyond excited for the party Sam was going to give her. Today was going to be a good day.