Nowhere To Run

Chapter Five

A/N: Italics are Alex's thoughts. :)

The sun shining in the windows was enough of an alarm clock for Alex. She opened her eyes to look around her bedroom. Good. She thought. That was all a freaky, bad dream. She turned to look at the man sleeping next to her. When had Sam cut his hair? Wait… When did the bunker get windows?

She felt herself reach towards the man next to her, but it wasn't her. She was there in her own mind, but she couldn't control her actions. "Dean." She heard herself whisper.

Dean?

"Dean." She whispered a little harsher. "Dean-o… Baby, wake up." Who is making me talk?! I'm saying these words, but it isn't me.

Dean shifted and rolled onto his back. He stretched, smiling up at Alex.

No.

NO.

NO.

This was all wrong. What had those creepy women given them? Alex tried to remember. Something- Something to show them their deepest dreams? THIS WAS NOT MY DEEPEST DREAM. It must have been Dean's? And she couldn't control it?

"Morning, babydoll." Dean smiled, shifting up onto his elbows to kiss Alex. Internally, Alex was screaming. She was terrified. But her body was another story. Her body was leaning forward to kiss Dean back.

STOP IT! She screamed at herself. But she wasn't listening. She was kissing Dean. She was enjoying the feel of Dean's body pressed against hers. He was naked. They both were. He ran his hand up from Dream!Alex's thigh, over the curve of her ass, and stopped at the small of her back. He lightly bit at her bottom lip and rolled himself on top of her.

Stop it. Stop it. STOP IT! But she couldn't. She was enjoying it. At least, her body was. Alex could feel her slipping farther back into her own mind as the mind of the Dream!Alex was taking over. No. No. No.

"Dean-o. Come on." Dream!Alex moaned. "Sam will be here any minute."

Sam! Oh, no…

"Baby… He can wait. Besides, you know that Jess always makes him late."

Jess? Who's Je- Oh… That Jess?!

Alex nodded in agreement. "That woman takes forever to get ready. But we really need to get up." Dean wasn't paying attention. He was running his hand up and down her side, kissing her neck and down her collarbone. "Dean- OH!" She exclaimed as he drug his teeth across her collarbone and slid two fingers inside of her.

"You were saying?" Dean grinned as he moved his fingers slowly.

"Five minutes." Alex moaned out, looking Dean in the eyes. Dean raised an eyebrow and pushed his fingers in deeper. "Te- Ten. Ten minutes."

"I guess I can work with that." Dean chuckled. "Are you really sure you want to give me a time limit?"

No. No. No. This can't be happening.

Dean took the stairs of their home two at a time trying to catch up to Dream!Alex. She had stolen his shirt and ran off. He jumped off the bottom step and grabbed her around the waist, lifting her off the floor causing them to both start laughing, as Sam opened the front door. The pair quit laughing when they saw the look of annoyance on Sam's face.

SAM! Oh, my God. Sam… Can you hear me?!

"Bad time?" Sam asked, as he walked in. Dean was shirtless and Alex was wearing Dean's shirt with no pants.

Dean lowered Alex down and took on a more sober expression. "Nah. Just having some fun, is all."

A very pregnant Jess walked in behind Sam and smiled. "Bad time?"

"I need to go put some pants on. I'll bring you a shirt, baby." Alex kissed Dean on the cheek and smiled at Sam and Jess.

Sam?! Can you hear me?

Alex walked back downstairs and handed Dean the shirt she had stolen from him. "You're welcome." She smiled as she sat down. "So, how are things going? Pregnancy treating you well?"

"Oh, it's not so bad now. Only ten more weeks to go, you know!" Jess beamed at Sam, who smiled just as big.

Is that a wedding band on her finger? They're married and she's pregnant. Oh, I'm going to punch something.

"When are you going to start popping out little Winchesters, Alex?" Jess asked, taking a drink of water.

And that's when Alex became painfully aware of the wedding set on her own left hand. "Whenever we decide that we're ready to stop having fun." Dream!Alex replied, smiling sarcastically.

I don't want to have babies with Dean, you twit.

"Oh, right…" Jess smiled fakely. "You're the 'fun couple'. Kids would cramp your style or something."

"Or something." Dean chuckled. "We haven't been married that long, Jess. We're just enjoying each other while we can."

"You had four years to enjoy each other before you got married, you know." Sam chuckled before taking a drink of sweet tea.

Four years?!

"Well, Sammy, we aren't you guys. And besides, you know that I didn't want to get married and immediately start having kids. That is, if we have them at all." Dean picked up his own tea glass.

"We're still undecided. It's only been a year." Dream!Alex smiled a fake smile back. "We're just too busy with ourselves. We're having fun, like I said."

Oh, good. At least Fake Me dislikes Jess.

"Marriage isn't always fun and games, you know." Jess retorted.

"Jess, babe, just leave them alone." Sam placed his hand on Jess's leg.

Sam?

"They aren't us. They never will be." Sam said quietly.

"Oh, fuck off, Sam." Dean sat his glass down hard on the coffee table. "You know, I thought this visit was going to be a nice one. Actually… Can I have a word with you outside?"

Sam audibly sighed and nodded, standing up. "I'll be right back."

Sam and Dean walked out of the room and Alex looked at Jess and grimaced.

"You know, it's okay to be jealous of what Sam and I have. I know you kind of had to settle for Dean." Jess said, matter-of-factly, picking her water up.

"You know, you may be my sister-in-law and you may be pregnant, but that won't keep me from breaking your nose. I didn't settle for Dean. I love him."

Ew.

"Now, if you'll excuse me, I have to pee." Alex stood up and left Jess alone in the living room. When she came back, Dean was sitting in the living room alone, his glass of tea replaced with a glass of scotch. "Where'd they go?" She asked Dean, as she sat down on his lap.

"Sammy got mad about what I had to say about Jess and Jess got offended because 'you're violent and threatened to punch her again'. So, they stormed out." Dean shrugged, wrapping his free arm around Alex's waist.

"And I'm sure she didn't say why I threatened to break her nose?"

"Of course not. What'd she say this time?"

"That I was jealous of what her and Sam had because I had to settle for you."

"Oh, for fuck's sake." Dean handed his glass to Alex. "You need this as much as I do, then."

Alex took a drink and sighed. "You know it."

Oh, scotch. How I miss you. AND OF COURSE I'M JEALOUS OF THEM. For fuck's sake, is right.

"You didn't actually settle for me, did you?" Dean asked, taking his drink back. "Are you jealous of them?"

"They live in a tiny apartment, we have a giant house. They're having a baby, we have each other. We have fun and Sam's a stick in the mud. You decided if I settled or not."

Sam isn't a stick in the mud, bitch. At least, my Sam isn't.

Dean grinned. "That's my girl."

"Always." Alex grinned back.

Dean leaned in and kissed Alex. Inside, Alex felt like she was trapped in a black box with only a television, but the television was only on one station; this dream world that she couldn't escape. As her lips connected with Dean's she began to beat on the sides of the box trying to make anything register. But as Dean ran his hands up the back of Dream!Alex's shirt, Alex all but gave up. She sunk into the back corner of her mind box and closed her eyes. That made it worse. She couldn't block out the fact that she could feel Dean touching her. She couldn't block out the smell of his cologne. Or the feel of his lips on hers. Or the fact that if she let herself, she would probably enjoy it as much as her body was.

When Dean stood up and wrapped Dream!Alex's legs around his waist, she officially gave up and let the feelings that we pressing against the box begging entrance take over. Dream!Alex leaned away from Dean, and he pressed his hand to her back for support as she stripped off her shirt. As Dean unclasped Alex's bra, he decided that he didn't want to wait and he laid her down on the couch. Alex began unbuttoning Dean's shirt a little too slowly and he helped her finish it and threw it off.

And then Sam walked in.

Dean jumped up off of the couch and Alex grabbed her shirt, pulling it on quickly.

"Sorry- Wow… Uhm- Sorry. Just… Jess went to take a nap so I thought I'd come back and apologize for leaving."

Alex jumped up from her spot in the corner of her mind box and stared at Dream!Sam. She could have sworn that she saw a flash of hurt go through Sam's eyes. But it was barely half a second and then his eyes went back to normal.

Sam! I know you're in there! Please hear me… Please… Alex begged, hoping that her thoughts would somehow travel through the air to Sam. Sam, who was trapped in his head just like she was. Why didn't she see anything like this affecting Dean?

LET ME OUT OF HERE!

"Well, that's all well and good, Sammy, but your bitch wife needs to keep her mouth shut." Dean stated, pulling his shirt back on. "Apology or not, she needs to stop with the stupid shit."

"We aren't you, Sam, and we never will be. That part you got right. We're us. And we don't need that negativity. We do just fine on our own." Alex crossed her arms.

Do something. Do something so I know that my Sam is still in there. Make him jealous again. Alex willed her dream body. Please.

Dream!Alex dropped her arms and grabbed Dean's hand. Sam's eyes flashed to their entwined fingers but it didn't register.

Something else! Come on…

Dream!Alex leaned up and kissed Dean on the cheek and laid her head on his shoulder. The small amount of hurt flashed through Sam's eyes again, however briefly.

It worked.

There he is. I'm sorry, baby.

Dream!Alex sighed. "I appreciate you coming over to apologize, Sam. Really."

"You're welcome." Sam stuck his hands in his pockets and dropped his head. He shuffled his feet a bit before speaking. "Well, I better go. I don't want to be gone when she wakes up."

Dean nodded in Sam's direction and Sam did the same. "See you."

"Come on, Dean-o. Don't we have to get ready for that work thing you have tonight?" Alex turned towards the stairs and pulled Dean's arm.

"Oh, baby, I think we have something else to finish before we get ready." Dean winked, causing Alex to giggle and run up the stairs, letting go of his hand in the process. Dean followed, grinning from ear to ear.

Life in the dream world went on for what seemed like weeks. Eventually Alex gave up and let Dream!Alex take over her mind. She felt helpless to the ever-growing feelings she was getting for Dean. This Dean was a gentleman. He knew just how to make her smile. She could feel these feelings pushing away her feelings for Sam.

If they never woke up from this world, would she ever remember the love she had for Sam? Would Sam ever remember?

Every time Dean would lean in and whisper that he loved her, Alex would get the chills right along with her dream body. And she almost felt truthful when her dream body would whisper it back. Every time Dean would walk by and barely run his fingers across a part of her skin, she would get the same feelings as her dream body.

When Sam and Jess would visit, she would try to get her body to do things to set off the real Sam, but it had quit working. Maybe she wasn't trying enough. Maybe he had forgotten her because he had Jess back. Either way, it was horrible.

She was beginning to think it would never end.

An alarm clock began blaring loudly in Alex's ear. "Goddamn it, baby. Did you set the alarm last night and not tell me?"

"We always set the alarm. Did you forget?" The voice next to her wasn't the one she had grown accustomed to. Maybe it was because he had just woken up.

Alex reached over and shut the alarm off. Her eyes flew open. SHE had turned the clock off. Not someone else in her body. I turned it off. She sat up and turned to see a head full of hair on the pillow next to her. "Sam?!" She exclaimed. It was over.

"What?" He rolled over without opening his eyes. Then the strange voice hit him. "Alex." His eyes popped open and he embraced his girlfriend. "Oh, my god." He breathed in deeply. "I missed you."

"Are you okay?" Alex let go of Sam to check over his body. The only mark she could find, though, was the tiny prick from the syringe. It was the only thing wrong with her body, too. "What day is it?"

Sam picked up his phone and unlocked it. "That can't be right." He flipped his phone around to show Alex. "It says it's the twelfth."

"But we've been gone for weeks. It can't only be the next day." Alex reached forward to touch Sam's face. She had to get used to having her own free will of her body again. She ran her fingers through his hair and began to tear up. "I called out for you. But you couldn't hear me."

"You were trapped inside yourself, too?"

"It was Hell."

"Not exactly Hell… I've been there… But it was damn close." Sam cracked a half-smile. "Come here." He whispered pulling Alex close to him. He slid his hand behind her neck and tangled his fingers in her hair before placing his lips on hers gently.

Alex grinned into the soft kiss and pressed their lips together harder. She placed her hand on Sam's cheek and opened her lips ever so slightly to give his tongue access.

"I've missed that." Alex said, resting her forehead on his when they broke apart. "I was so jealous. You looked so happy."

"He was. I wasn't. I tried to get out. I tried so hard." Sam placed both of his hands on Alex's cheeks. "You can't understand how much it hurt to see you with my brother."

"I hated it. But she was controlling everything. There was nothing I could do." Alex kissed Sam quickly. "I'm sorry."

"I understand." Sam kissed Alex again.

"Oh, my god." Alex pulled back quickly. "We need to check on Dean."

Sam nodded in agreement, reaching for his pajama pants. "Yeah, come on."

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