Well, sorry about the delay folks, but this chapter i swear it had been possesed, when I went to proof read it, it had dissapeared, so i had to to pretty much re-write the whole thing, and as i couldn't remember everything from before, i can positivly say that the the first copy was hte better of the two, but i still hope you enjoy this one
Dean sat in the hotel room alone, one arm tucked behind his head as he leant against the bed head, with the other he flicked though the channels on the T.V but he wasn't paying attention to any of them, they had come up against Michelle nearly a week ago, and now Sam was out on a mission by himself, leaving Dean impatiently waiting for his return, causing him to glance at the clock every 5 minutes, he let out a loud frustrated groan as he threw the remote onto the bed and stood up, unable to keep still any longer, he didn't know what was keeping Sam, well maybe he did, he smirked to himself,
"Come on Sammy," he mumbled glancing out the window, and looking out onto the deserted car park, it wasn't like he could go looking for him, seeing as though he had taken the car with him, Dean began pacing the short length of the hotel room, hoping that he wasn't about to make a huge mistake, when he had made it to the other side of the room for the second time, he heard his pride and joy come to a stop just outside, Sam opened the door and entered the room, a satisfied smile spread across his face,
"Did you get it," Dean asked eagerly
"I got it," Sam grinned holding up a piece of paper, Dean went to grab it, and Sam pulled it back teasingly, "now are you sure you want to see it,"
"just give me the damn address," snatching the paper out of Sam's hand, Dean looked at it, as if it was some kind of coded message, Sam had just been on a date with Joanne, the smile on his face confirming Dean's suspicion that it was more than just dinner, "so what did you do," Dean asked as he folded the piece of paper and put it in the breast pocket of his flannel shirt,
"Just went for dinner," he replied, "then back to her place for, um, coffee,"
"Ha ha, sure," Dean teased "wait a minute, you where there,"
"She wasn't," Sam assured him, Dean smirked knowingly,
"So coffee alone, huh, you hussy" he laughed
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"So how was your night," Joanne returned a smile that was so wide she reminded Lorraine of the cat from 'Alice in wonderland', "that good, huh, I knew I interrupted something,"
"So you ok about Sam meeting Mary,"
"It was a little unexpected but it was bound to happen," Lorraine sighed, Joanne gave her an I told you so look "you know, I also wasn't expecting him to be here, you hussy"
"So what do you think will happen now," Joanne tried to get a serious face but failed, "I'm sorry I cant stop smiling," Lorraine smiled back at her sister, she was happy for her, but it got her thinking what it was about these Winchester brothers that hooked these two sisters in, Lorraine was glad that she had briefly caught up with Sam though, his hair was longer than when she last saw him and she had to admit that the style agreed with him she was even more pleased when he told her that they had finally killed the demon that had killed their mother so many years ago,
"Do you think he will tell Dean," Lorraine asked, Joanne shrugged,
"I guess we'll find out," there was a knock on the door, "maybe sooner than later," Lorraine froze willing herself to move towards the door but couldn't, "you want me to get it."
"No, I'll get it," she replied quickly,
"Lorraine," Joanne said, when she still hadn't moved
"I'm fine," she replied finally moving towards the door, her hand reached out slowly as she grabbed the handle taking a deep breath she opened the door, "oh, shit, I totally lost track of the time,"
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Dean now sat in his car just down the road from the address Sam had given him, he saw the bloke pull into the driveway and walk to the door, he contemplated either waiting until he left, or going over throwing him against the wall, and demanding who he was, in the end Dean decided to wait until he left, A slow half an hour later the door opened again and even from this distance he recognized the man as the one who had sung with 'Madonna' a week ago, he felt a sudden pang of jealousy when he saw Lorraine follow him out the door, dressed in a black Pants and a purple blouse, that emphasized and complimented her every curve and got into his car, she obviously didn't notice the impala as they drove away, he followed them to the pub that he had been at the weekend before, being a Saturday night he assumed that it was date, he watched them get out of the car, and with one hand sitting low on her back, the man ushered Lorraine inside. Dean put his foot down on the accelerator with such force that the wheels squealed as he took off back to the hotel, hating to admit, even to himself, that he felt like a fool, did he really expect that after her disappearing and going in to hiding for nearly two years that she would still be single, let alone actually wanting to see him,
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"How'd it go," Sam asked, a little surprised at his brothers sudden return,
"Bite me," Dean replied, Sam frowned at him, his first thought being that he had meet Mary and walked out Lorraine,
"Whoa, dude, what happened," he asked from the bed he was sitting on, Dean took a deep breath, contemplating how much to reveal to his brother
"I went round, but she was on her way out," He told him sitting on the bed,
"Out where?"
"I don't know, some guy came and picked her up," he snapped
"Was she alone?"
"I just told you some guy picked her up,"
"I mean was anyone else with her," Sam knew that if his brother hadn't been so angry he would have picked up his persistent questioning
"No, just her,"
"So you didn't talk to her,"
"No, I saw the guy, followed them to the pub then came back here" he lay down on the bed, his arms tucked up under his head
"So your stalking her now," Sam laughed, Dean shoot him an glare "So that's it then,"
"well obviously, she's moved on," Dean snapped, sitting up again "no point in me pulling up old dirt, I shouldn't have gone round there in the first place" Sam wondered to himself whether or not to tell Dean about Mary, "just leave it alone Sam," he decided now probably wouldn't be the best time, plus he had promised Lorraine that he wouldn't say anything, she had begged him to let her do it,
"Alright, man," Sam replied, watching his brother carefully as he got up and started packing his bag, "what are you doing?"
"We've already been here to long; Start packing you shit together we're going,"
"And go where Dean,"
"I don't know; see if Bobby has anything else for us,"
"can it wait till tomorrow," Dean sighed with defeat, his brother had a point, by the time they got to Bobby's they would probably have to wake him up, and they had already paid for the room, no point in forking out more money for another one, he sat back down on the bed, pulling his duffel bag towards him, he pulled out a knife and started to sharpen it, Sam got up off his bed and headed towards the door
"Hey, where you going," Dean asked him sharply
"Out," Sam replied
"Oh, right, you go, have a good time, I'll just stay here with my thumb up my frigging-"Sam threw him a smile as he shut the door on him,
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"Wow, she's so beautiful," Sam held his niece in his arms, "you know I never thought that I would have one of these, a niece, I mean," Sam answered Joanne's questioning look, Mary's chubby little fingers tugged at his hair, causing him to winced at the pain but he didn't try to stop her
"Actually knowing Dean I could have about 20 of them," Joanne raised her eyebrows again
"Yeah forget I said that," Joanne smiled at him, her head resting on one hand, while she sat on the lounge chair "so where is Lorraine," Sam asked
"She works on the weekends,"
"You mean she's Madonna," Sam suddenly clicked as to why Dean found her so familiar, amused at the thought that the woman his brother was chasing was the same woman he was trying to forget
"One of her many alias," Joanne laughed
"And that guy she left here with,"
"You mean Nate," Joanne laughed again, "her backup singer, and very very gay, wait a sec, how did you know about that,"
"Uh," Sam gave an uncomfortable laugh, "Dean was here tonight, and he saw her take off with him,
"Well that definitely makes things very complicated," Joanne commented, Mary rubbed her eyes with her chubby hands, and Joanne took her in her arms, "I better get her into bed," Sam nodded as Joanne left the room, he looked around the lounge room and noticed the photo frames that lined the mantle above the fire place, that looked like it hadn't be used for years, a small electric heater sat in the hearth where you normally put the wood, he inspected each photo, the majority of them contain Mary either by herself of with someone else, he picked up one of the photos of Mary with a warm, bubbly looking woman, and Sam smiled as the Camera had captured Missouri and Mary looking at each other as if they shared a secret, he replaced the frame and picked up another, this time it was his own face that smiled back at him, along with his brothers and Lorraine's his eyebrow knotted together in concentration as he tried to remember when the photo was taken, recognizing Missouri's lounge room in the back ground, it transported him back to the night it was taken, the same night that Lorraine had realized that it was her father that was stalking her, Dean and himself had just finished a poltergeist job, when they returned to Missouri's and a warm home cooked meal, after dinner the four of them had sat in the lounge room, talking and laughing, he remembered almost feeling like he had a normal life,
"that's a good photo of you," Joanne stood beside him, he placed the frame back in its place and turned to her, "so what are we going to do now," Joanne asked, as she smiled seductively, Sam smiled back at her as he leant in and kissed her.
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Lorraine was on stage, almost 80 of the pub's patrons were female, and it seemed to Lorraine that every song requested she could find some way to relate it to her and Dean, from Fleetwood Mac's 'go your own way' to Melissa Etheridge's the angels even Bon Jovi's 'this ain't a love song' she loved singing the songs, and the attention from the audience, but still she couldn't wait until she had finished her studying, and found a more suitable job,
As she finished her last song for the night she was glad that Dean hadn't showed up, from what she could tell anyway, but yet she was disappointed at the same time, deep down she had hoped that Sam had told Dean where she lived, and Dean had come round looking for her, but she knew that was just a part of her fantasy, just like the dream she had nearly every night, she finished off the song, and the crowd cheered, she thanked them, then headed off the stage,
"You ready to go," Nate asked her, as he packed his guitar into its case
"Just let me grab my bag," she replied, as they finished loading the drum kit into Grahams van
"Well it was a good night," Nate said on the drive home,
"Every song reminded me of Dean," Lorraine replied, her head rested against the chair as she stared out the windshield at the clear starry sky
"What every single one," Lorraine looked at him and nodded slowly, "how the hell do you get Dean from 'highway to hell,'?"
"You really wanna know,"
"Please, amuse me," Nate smiled
"Well when Dean drives…" She trailed off, Nate laughed as he pulled into her driveway
"You amazing you know that,"
"It was also the first song that played when we met," Lorraine replied as she got out of the car, the cool air whipped at her face, "see you tomorrow,"
"You need another lift," Nate asked
"yeah, they said my car should be ready to be picked up on Monday," she told him, then shut the door and ran towards the house, She stopped and turned at the door and waved to Nate, it annoyed her that he insisted waiting until she was inside before leaving, but she knew his heart was in the right place, she walked though the darkness towards the kitchen, desperate for a drink as her mouth was dry from singing, Joanne must have been asleep, which she found quite strange considering she had always waited up for her every other night, she flicked on the kitchen light and saw a figure sitting at one of the chairs, Lorraine acted on impulse pulling the gun out of her bag,
"geez," She breathed loudly, "Sam don't you have a home to go to," he replied with a smile, eyebrows arched amusingly, she frowned, as what she said registered, she smiled apologetically "yeah ok, what are you doing here anyway," he nodded towards the gun, that was still aimed at him, "I have the daughter of a hunter, it's only rock salt ok," Sam looked impressed, she put the gun back in her bag
"I couldn't sleep," he replied
"So, you thought you'd come and sit in my kitchen," she replied sarcastically, setting her bag on the bench, then sat down across from him,
"No," he laughed, "Dean saw you take off with Nate; I thought I'd be safer out of the firing line,"
"Oh, no," Lorraine gasped "Nate is my singing partner," she started to clarify,
"I know, Joanne explained everything,"
"So why aren't you back at your hotel explaining it to Dean?"
"why don't you do it," she stared at him as if he just told her to run down the main street of town naked, "we're leaving in the morning," Lorraine's body surged with so many emotions, she didn't know if she would cry or throw up, but hoped it was neither, she stood up and walked to the kitchen sink, she grabbed that drink of water she had wanted when she first walked in and drowned it down, wishing it was something with a bit more kick in it and placed the cup back on the sink, she stood with both hands flat on the bench, her eyes closed whishing that her head would stop spinning, Sam turned her to him, wrapping his arms around her in his brotherly way,
"go and see him, I think it would do both of you some good," he told her then placed something on the counter and headed back to Joanne's room, Lorraine looked at the hotel keys that Sam had left, she picked them up and held them in her hands, confusion clouded her mind, but she grabbed her bag and headed out the front door.
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Dean heard the door handle turn, he grabbed the knife from under his pillow and crept to the door, it seemed like forever until the door slowly opened, he pulled the figure in side slamming it up against the wall with a force that made the intruder grunt, the blade of the knife held steadily at its throat
"Dean it me," Lorraine gasped, using his free hand he fumbled at the wall until he found the switch
"Where's your boyfriend," Dean snarled caught by surprise, the blade still sat on Loraine's throat,
"more than likely at home with his boyfriend," Lorraine replied slowly, for a while their eyes locked, both of them breathes heavily, Dean could see the shock on Lorraine's face, the blood that trickled down her throat from where the blade had nicked her, and the adrenaline that lit up her eyes, dropping the knife, it hit the floor with a dull thud, then his lips came down on Lorraine's with such strength, she gasped in surprise, picking her up she wrapped her legs around his waist, impatiently grabbing at each other, Dean pulled at her shirt until it came free, a couple of the buttons coming loose, he carried her over to the bed and laid her down, he removed his shirt and tossed to the floor, lowering himself till his body molded with hers, continuing the fervent kiss, they both moaned in pleasure and eagerness, as they took off each other remaining clothes, both of them not realizing how much they really missed each other until now, they spent the rest of the night making up for lost time.
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Loraine's head rested contently on Deans chest, his arms wrapped claiming around her as she listened to his heartbeat, she could see the light creeping in though the window, telling her that the sun was rising, she didn't want to leave but she knew that Mary would be waking soon as well, and has never once awoken in the morning without her mother being there, she studied Dens facial features, he looked calm and peaceful, and she noticed the many other similarities her daughter shared with her father, they didn't talk last night, they only fulfilled each other's desires, she hadn't even had the chance to tell him about his daughter, she thought about waking him now, but feeling of fear rushed over her, the same fear she had felt nearly a year and a half ago, when she had first walked away from him, last night she had been ready to tell him everything, on the drive over she had rehearsed what she would say and every possible reaction he could have, but then when he had kissed her, every ounce of sensibility left her mind, but now the conversation she had had with Sam at the hospital ran though her head again and she tried to push it out, tried to muster back the courage to say the words she had been wanting to tell him, the reason she had come to the hotel in the first place, her heart beated rapidly, as he started to stir in his sleep, Lorraine panicked, she slid out of the bed, and grabbed her discarded clothes from the floor, she quickly pulled them on, noticing that three buttons were missing from her shirt, then exited the room, the keys she had used last night still sat in the door where she left them, she removed them and placed them on table then gently she closed the door behind her, tears sprung to her eyes before she reached the car, but as if her body had been taken over she got into the car and headed home,
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Dean heard the car start up, pulling him from his sleep, he looked around the room, there was no sign of Lorraine, he listened for the sound of the water running, thinking she might have been in the shower, but he couldn't hear anything, he got out of the bed pulling the sheet around him and looked out the window to see Lorraine's car pull out of the car park, he groaned in anger and frustration as he picked up the knife that still lay abandoned on the floor and placed it next to the keys on the table, then headed to the bathroom. turning on the shower and letting the warm water wash over his body, he hadn't meant to kiss her last night, but when he had seen her standing there his blade against her throat, the look of surprise on her face, he hadn't been able resist the rush of adrenaline that had pumped though his body, he didn't regret what had happened and although he knew it wasn't unwelcomed, at the time, he wondered now if she had awoken this morning with a feeling of remorse and that was why she had done her disappearing act, he knew where she lived and could go after her, but he wasn't going to chase after her, not this time.
Several hours later Sam and Dean drove down the road silently,
"You ok,"
"I'm fine Sammy." Dean replied his face expressionless,
"So did you talk last night," he asked
"Not really," he replied keeping his eyes on the road, he would be lying if he said it didn't hurt that she had left without saying goodbye again, but there wasn't much he could do about, he certainly wasn't going to go running after her again, "she made it pretty clear what she was after, I fell so used," Dean tried to joke, even though he had an over whelming urge to call every one night stand he had walked out on and ask for forgiveness.
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Lorraine sat curled up on the lounge, tears streaming down her face; Joanne placed Mary in her cot, and then sat down next to Lorraine,
"You ok" Joanne asked, Lorraine tried to smile though the tears, but shook her head,
"Stupid question hey," Joanne replied, "Did you tell him," Lorraine shook her head again,
"What is wrong with me," she sobbed, Joanne wrapped her arms around her sister as she shed tears into her shoulder. She knew what was wrong with her sister, she was afraid of being hurt again, she knew that it was the reason why she had refused so many offers for a date, and why she felt the need to run from Dean.
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