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Over the course of the trip back home Dean had explained everything to Sam and Sam was starting to feel a little sympathetic towards his older brother. He was kind of harsh on Dean earlier and it really wasn't until now that Sam noticed how much Dean cared for Breanna. Considering that this was easily an 18 hour drive and Dean made it in 14 it was quite clear to Sam now. The speeding along with the random cuss words and his fists slamming into the steering wheel after every time he tried calling her the entire way. When Sam saw the sign saying they were entering Lawrence he decided to try to be a bit helpful.
"Maybe it would be best to let me go in and talk to her first?" Sam asked knowing the possibility of Dean allowing that to happen would be slim to none.
"What?! Why would I let you go comfort her while she's upset with me?" Dean's voice revealed he wasn't fond of the idea.
"I'm just saying Dean.. She's going to be so mad at you and she won't believe anything you saw. I was just thinking it may be better for me to go calm her down a little before you go in there." Sam finished with a deep breathe from saying the words as quickly as they could come out.
"Yeah, that's just the thing. You were thinking." And that's all Dean said.
The rest of the ride was quiet. After a few silence filled minutes they were pulling up to their house. Dean couldn't quit glancing at Breanna's house. He felt his heart racing. He knew that Sam was right, she wouldn't listen to him and he would end up making it worse. He pulled into their garage and cut the car off.
"Okay, Sammy.. You go talk to her first." Dean said in a low, defeated voice.
Breanna had fallen asleep on the couch as some point in the night after spending too much time crying over Dean. So when the sun rose she had the realization that she didn't need him. She decided to get up and get ready and start her day. With a shower, a full face of make up and a cute outfit on. She made some breakfast for her and afterwards she thought she would catch up on a little TV before going into town to get her mind off of Dean.
After eating her fill of cinnamon rolls and bacon Breanna plopped down on the couch ready to relax for a bit. She hears a thud from the door quickly realizing that someone is knocking. Her eyes immediately narrowed knowing it had to be Dean. She just sat there, she had no intention of thinking of him all day so she surely didn't want to see him. And that wasn't going to change because he came back to talk face to face. She heard another knock come from the door followed by a voice that wasn't Dean's. She wasn't paying attention so she didn't hear what they said. But she knew if it wasn't him she couldn't ignore them.
She got up and opened the door to Sam, she was completely confused. "Sam? What are you doing here?"
"Hey, Breanna. Can I come in?" Sam asked sweetly while avoiding her question simultaneously.
"Uh, yeah sure." Breanna didn't try to hide her confusion. She moved out of the way gesturing for him to come in.
"Thanks," Sam came in and sat on the couch making himself at home. "I just want to say I'm sorry for the last time we really spoke. I know I didn't handle the situation as well as I should have. I was just irritable from lack of sleep."
"Uh, it's fine Sam. I haven't even thought about it since. Is that why you're here? I heard the Impala pull up is D.. Are you alone?" Breanna didn't really want to bring him up but the fact that Sam was here and Dean wasn't even trying to make it right hurt her more than she would like to admit.
"Well no, that isn't why I'm here. Just thought I would start off with that. Yes Dean is here, that's why I came over actually." Sam began to explain, "Dean told me everything that happened and I wanted to come see how you were. Maybe clear things up for you two."
Breanna saw what was happening, "Listen Sam, Dean is an adult. He may rarely act like it but he is. And I think if he wanted to fix things he should be able to do it himself not send his little brother over. Or maybe he should have kept it in his pants. He's only acting like this because he got caught."
Sam didn't want Breanna to think what was happening what Dean's idea of fixing things. "I know you're mad at him and I understand why you are. Believe me in the same situation a few months ago before Dean met you I would have been on your side. I promise you that he really didn't do anything, Breanna. I just came over hoping to get you to calm down and at least listen to what he has to say."
"Where you there Sam? You didn't see anything happen? A girl answered his phone and believe me she sounded like something was happening." Breanna almost felt sick at the thought of that girl's voice.
"Well no I wasn't there.." Sam admitted, "But I know my brother. Better than I know anything else and I see how he feels about you. He isn't one to admit his feelings to anyone, especially me, but he cares for you deeply. Probably more than I've ever seen him allow himself to care about anyone that isn't family to us." Sam wanted the words to sink in for a while so he just sat and waited for her response.
Breanna wasn't sure what to say. She barely knew what to think. Sure at the moment she wasn't a huge fan of Dean but she knew Sam wasn't a liar. There was no way Sam would come into her house and feed her lies just to save Dean's ass. He just wasn't that kind of person. So it was hard for her not to take what he's saying to heart. She had been standing listening to Sam talk until his last statement. She sat beside him on the couch and just sat and studied his face. He looked at peace, like he was just letting her in on something she wasn't aware of. She couldn't help but smile at him after a while.
"Why did I have to pick the stubborn brother who isn't open about his feelings?" Breanna laughed a little before hugging Sam. She didn't want a response she just wanted him to know how much she appreciated him being honest with her.
Sam hugged back, happy that everything he said seemed to convince her of Dean's innocence. When they went to pull apart she brushed a kiss along Sam's cheek.
"Sam, we need to hang out more often. I think after all of these little talks somehow you've became my closest friend." She admitted honestly while leaning her head on his shoulder.
Sam instinctively wrapped his arm around her in a comforting manner. Sure, he started off kind of crushing on her but after hearing her and his brother going at it multiple times it almost completely absolved him of all of his feelings for her. So they just sat like that for a while until Breanna raised her head to look at him.
"So you're sure he didn't do anything? And he hasn't the entire time you guys are gone? None of the times?" She wanted to make sure of everything before she wanted to see Dean again.
"I swear. If I didn't know any better I would say Dean's in love. That's the only logical explanation for him not ever attempting to mess with any other female." Sam said not necessarily thinking of his word choice.
Breanna felt her throat almost start to close up. Her eyes instantly opened wide and she couldn't believe what Sam had said. "You.. You think he's in love with me?" Breanna sounded as shocked as she looked.
Once hearing her voice and seeing her reaction Sam knew he messed up. Trying to fix his mistake, "No.. That uh-no that isn't what I meant! I said if I didn't know better. I mean, what do I know? I just talk without thinking. Don't pay attention to me."
Breanna didn't respond she just sat there staring at the wall for a moment. Thoughts filling her head, she just knew there was no way that out of all the girls Dean was able to have that he would fall for her. She was nothing special, she knew it. And everything about Dean was special. He was everything she could ask for in a man. He was funny, strong, a hero, not to mention his god-like looks and physique. She couldn't help but form a smile while she was thinking. If anything she loved him, he couldn't love her. But then again if Sam said maybe it was a possibility. The idea of them being in love made her stomach turn flips. She wasn't sure of what to think.
"Sam, you think you could give me some time alone?" She sounded serious but she had a smile on her lips.
"Of course!" Sam said a little to eager. He hoped off the couch wanting to pretend like he didn't just tell Breanna that Dean could probably love her.
She stood up too and gave him one more hug. "Thanks for coming by and clearing things up, Sam."
"No problem. Don't uh-tell Dean about what I said." Sam sounded hopeful.
"Sure thing, I'll see you later!" She yelled after him as he made his way out of the house.
Breanna couldn't help but laugh at her life a little. Her mind trailing over the past few months. Started off in a new small town, just trying to live the regular American life as a bartender. She ends up meeting two hot guys who turned out to be brothers that are allegedly mechanics/own the auto shop in town. Then she's confronted by her ex, gets a boyfriend, and is attacked by a vampire. Where she finds out her now boyfriend is actually a "hunter" of the supernatural. Which didn't even bother her as much as the thought of Dean cheating on her. She started contemplating her sanity before remembering it's because of how drawn to Dean she was. The idea of him doing what he does didn't bother her at all, it intrigued her. She knew it was illogical but what if her and did fall in love with one another? Could she travel around with Dean and Sam? Maybe she could help them? All she knew that she couldn't spend all of her time away from him, she just couldn't.
"Can I come in?" Dean's voice interrupted her thoughts. She slightly jumped at his sudden presence in her doorway.
"I didn't mean to startle you. I knocked a couple times and just checked to see if it was unlocked. And well it was and here I am." Dean explained.
Breanna couldn't help but smile at him as she greeted him at the door. He was wearing a long sleeve white thermal that had a couple of buttons at the top that he left meticulously undone. He had the sleeves pushed up to his elbows showing off his veiny and strong forearms that she loved so much. The thermal was quiet form fitting and she was so use to seeing him wearing his big leather jacket she just tried to soak up his clothed physique. He paired the thermal with a pair of his signature torn and faded blue jeans and brown lace up boots. He looked sexy as ever.
She finally pulled her eyes from his body and they made their way back up to his face. His golden hair was slightly more messy than usual and he looked like he hadn't had much sleep. His face was a little puffy but that didn't make him any less gorgeous. If anything it just made his lips look even more kissable. In the midst of soaking him up she noticed a small smirk playing on his lips. She hadn't even being paying attention to how obvious she was being, but she really didn't care.
Dean opened his mouth to talk but he was interrupted by her lips crashing down on his. She was hungry, for him. Dean returned the kiss whole-heartedly and even deepened in by running his tongue across her lips asking for permission in. She shuddered at he feel of his warm, smooth tongue and gladly opened up for him. Her hands were running all over his muscular back over the white material and they eased forward doing this same over his hard chest down his stomach before she stopped at his belt buckle. She played with the buckle for a while never slowing the kiss. She felt Dean thrust up involuntarily at her hand and she couldn't help but smile into the kiss. She pushed him just to the left slightly, hoping he would get the hint to take it to the kitchen table. He obliged and with one swift motion picked her from the ground. Her legs wrapped around his waist as he carried her to the table. He she her ass on the edge of the table before tearing his shirt off. While the kiss was already broken she couldn't help but look at his freshly bare upper body.
Smiling at him, she followed en suite and pulled her shirt off as well. Almost immediately as the fabric was over her head Dean connected his lips with hers once again. His hands ran all over her body, over her lace clad breasts, making her nipples harden under his warm touch. She couldn't stop the low moan that escaped her lips and Dean couldn't help himself anymore. He tore her pants and underwear off in one swift motion. His hand made it to his belt buckle and he quickly took it off and pushed down his pants and boxers. Not taking the time to take off his boots he had to leave them around his ankles.
His eagerness did nothing except excite Breanna even more. She spread her legs inviting him in. Their eyes met for a moment and Breanna felt electricity between them like she had never felt from just something as small as eye contact. Dean noticed the look on her face change a little, from less of a raw sexual look to more of a loving look. He barely paid any mind to it, seeing as he was standing over a mostly naked Breanna, legs spread just waiting for him. If he wasn't so into the moment he would have normally chose his next words more carefully.
"I love your sexy ass." He said with convection. Meaning it as more of a compliment to her sexiness than anything.
And his lips crashed back to hers while he slammed himself into her. Breanna gasped, the words lingering in her thoughts only for a moment. The pleasure from him thrusting into her quickly dissipated all rational thought. Dean slipped his hand behind her back to undo her bra. Within a couple of seconds it was thrown to the side and his mouth made it's way to it's light pink destination.
Dean rolled his tongue around one erect nipple while allowing his hand pinch the other one. Never breaking his stride. Breanna felt the pressure building more and more, she needed more of him. She wrapped her legs around his waist allowing the entirety of his length to make it's way into her. It sent her over the edge. She clenched down on his now massive cock while riding out her orgasm. She screamed his name getting a throaty moan as a response from Dean. He stood up straight, grabbing her hips and pulling her to the edge of the table. He felt himself getting close from her response to the orgasm he just gave her. So he didn't try holding out, his pace quickened making Breanna cry out a little more and it was all it took. He felt himself release deep into her. He shuddered from the orgasm before collapsing on to her, making sure not to put all of his weight on her.
"Wow.. I don't know if I've ever done it on a kitchen table before." Dean slowly stood up showing Breanna a sexy smirk before he pulled his underwear and pants up.
Breanna smiled back at him at what just happened. As she came back to Earth from the high he provided her she remembered what he had said only moments earlier. Making the smile fall from her face almost as quickly as it had arrived. She knew guys said things that they didn't mean all of the time. But why did he have to say that after her and Sam's conversation? After all of the thoughts she had already clouding her mind? He definitely just made things more difficult for her.
She didn't give a response she just sat up and watched him gather her clothes from the floor. He still had his shirt off and she just couldn't keep her eyes off of him. He grabbed her jeans last and shot her a glance.
"You know, if I didn't enjoy it so much I would feel kind of violated by how you look at me." He said with a chuckle and handed her all of her clothes.
Breanna felt her face turn red as she accepted the clothes. Making sure to look anywhere but towards him.
"I'll, uhm.. I'll be right back." And she darted off to the down stairs bathroom to get dressed.
Dean couldn't help but laugh a little at the sight. He had just had sex with her on her kitchen table but she was embarrassed by him seeing her looking at him. And instead of putting on her clothes in front of him she ran naked into her bathroom. He had never met anyone like her. He was hoping the sex meant she believed he hadn't cheated on her. Now he just had to put it into her head that he would never do such a thing, that she had to trust him. Dean grabbed his shirt and slid it over his head while glancing at the table once again.
He stopped dead in his track halfway to the couch as he remembered saying something about loving her while having sex. He couldn't even recall what he exactly said. He heard the door the bathroom opening and panic took over his body.
Breanna opened the door to the bathroom to hear another door slamming shut.
"Dean?" She called out for him.
She didn't get a response. After a quick glance over the living room/kitchen she thought well maybe he went to the bathroom in her bedroom. So she made her way up the stairs and into her room.
"Are you up here?" She called out for him again. Still nothing.
She made her way back down stairs to find Dean still wasn't there. She was feeling confused and worried. She walked over to her home phone that was on the counter, punched in Dean's number. It started ringing, and again, and again. Then it went to his voicemail. She felt anger building in her a little. She couldn't even send him a text because she smashed her cell the night before so she wasn't sure what to do next. Sure she could go next door but he obviously didn't want to see her right now. So she decided to go about her day. A quick run to her bathroom to check her make up and grab some shoes then she was out the door.
She tried not to glance over at the Winchester's house on her way to the car but she couldn't help herself. She could have swore she saw someone peeking through the blinds or maybe she just wanted to see it. She got into her car and slammed the door behind her before speeding off into town.