Nowhere To Run
Chapter Seven
Alex stared up at Dean's ceiling, wondering if it was the right time to make her exit. She sighed, trying not to disturb him, and slowly sat up.
"Leaving so soon?" Dean asked, startling her.
She picked up her bra and panties off the floor and sighed once more. "I have to go." She stated, putting her panties on as quickly as possible. As she stood up, Dean rolled over and grabbed her arm. She snatched it away and grabbed her pajamas off the floor. "Don't. Please."
"I just wanted to say goodnight." He propped himself up on his arm. "Please, don't be upset."
"I'm not upset. I'm pissed." Alex replied as she put her shirt on. "I'm pissed at myself, Dean, not you."
Dean nodded in understanding. "Goodnight. I'll see you in the morning."
"I'll be the one making breakfast." She leaned down and kissed Dean on the cheek and left.
Alex walked to her room and shut the door quietly. She threw her bra and shorts down on the floor and crawled into bed, hoping sleep would come easy. She awoke a few hours later to an arm snaking its way around her waist. A kiss was placed on her forehead and she smiled in her half-awake state.
"Sammy?" She whispered, snuggling closer.
"Hey, baby." Sam kissed her softly. "I didn't mean to wake you up."
"I wasn't sleeping that soundly. You're fine." Alex smiled, looking up at Sam. "Are you okay?"
"I'm okay. We're okay." Sam smiled. "I love you. How are you and Dean? I saw empty glasses on the table."
Oh, dear God. "We're good. We had a few drinks and had a good talk. We watched a couple movies, I took a shower, and…" We had sex. "We went to bed."
"Good, good. So, how-"
Alex pressed her finger to Sam's lips to quiet him. "I don't want to talk. I want you."
"Oh, thank god. I don't want to talk either." Sam chuckled and rolled on top of Alex. "I missed you." He looked down at Alex and smirked when he notice that she wasn't wearing a bra. "Oh, don't tell me you got all dressed up just for me."
"I always dress up for you." Alex winked and laughed.
Sam caught her off guard as he ran his hand up her side and brushed her nipple through the thin cotton material of her shirt with his thumb. She moaned and buckled her hips, pressing them against Sam's erection. Sam closed his eyes and groaned. "God, you're beautiful."
"You aren't even looking at me." Alex moved her hands away from her boyfriend to take her shirt off, but Sam caught her off guard.
"I don't have to be to know you are." He said as he slyly moved her underwear out of the way and slid two fingers inside of her. He was surprised at the amount of wetness he encountered as he expertly pumped his fingers inside of her. "Goddamn…"
Alex tangled her fingers in the hair on the back of his head and grinned. "I missed you." She whispered as she pulled his head down to kiss him.
Sam's tongue begged for entrance into Alex's mouth and she parted her lips just enough to allow him in. Distracting her with the heated kiss, Sam slid his fingers out and pulled Alex's panties off. He released himself from his boxers and slid his fingers back inside his girlfriend. She moaned into their kiss and tugged at Sam's hair. He moaned back, grazing his teeth against Alex's bottom lip. He lifted himself up to get a better look at the girl writhing underneath him. He pulled his fingers out slowly and braced one hand on the bed and the other on Alex's hipbone as he fully encased himself inside of her in one slow movement.
"Oh, my god!" Alex exclaimed, grasping at the bedsheet.
Sam lowered himself onto his elbows and bent his head down next to Alex's ear. "You can just call me Sammy." He whispered huskily before he began kissing his way down her neck.
Alex awoke in the middle of the night, sweating and gasping for air. She had been having a dream that she was very disappointed to have woken up from. She looked over at Sam and grinned at the unmistakable tent he was making with the sheets. She dove under the covers and placed her hands and knees on either side of Sam and took him into her mouth. It took a second but he jerked awake and threw the sheets back. Alex grinned as he got his bearings and realized what was happening. He groaned and leaned his head back. She took him out of her mouth and crawled up a little to kiss him.
"What was that for?" Sam asked, when they broke apart.
"I was having a damn good dream and I woke up. So, I thought I'd finish it in real life." She grinned, kissing Sam again and repositioning herself.
Sam placed his hands on her hips as she slid his erection into herself. He moaned in response and Alex kissed him once more.
"You deserve it after all the work you put in earlier." Alex winked.
Sam ran his hands through his hair as he walked into the kitchen. He almost bumped into Dean, who was rubbing his eyes and not paying attention to where he was going.
Alex smiled from her place at the stove. "So, pancakes or waffles?" She asked, brightly.
"Waffles." Sam and Dean answered in unison.
Alex laughed. "Fried eggs or scrambled?"
"Fried." The boys answered again.
"Bacon or sausage?"
"Both." They answered together once more and eyeballed each other before laughing.
"Where did you get the stuff to make all of this?" Sam asked, kissing Alex on the cheek while he reached for a coffee mug.
"I went to the store. I got, like, $400 worth of groceries."
Dean began to object, but Alex held up her finger to quiet him.
"And I filled up the gas tank. So, shut it." She laughed and handed Dean a coffee mug and he made his way to the coffee pot.
Alex quickly finished breakfast and plated everything with a smile. "I'm gonna go get dressed. Dig in." As she walked back into the dining room, she stopped dead in her tracks.
"So, you guys kiss and make up?" Sam asked Dean.
"Yeah. You know, we bonded or whatever. She's okay." Dean paused to take a drink of coffee. "I still don't trust her, though."
Alex scoffed and made her appearance known before Sam could respond. "Thanks for the vote of confidence, Dean. I thought things were better now." She snatched her cigarettes off of the coffee table and stormed outside. The bunker door slammed again as she was lighting her cigarette.
"What the hell was that?!" Dean yelled at her.
"What the hell was what? You still not trusting me? Fuck off."
"Maybe I was trying to not raise suspicions. Sam's gone for a few hours and all of a sudden we're friends? Yeah, that's not weird at all."
"Why would that be weird? I told him we had a heart-to-heart or whatever."
Dean sighed. "And I was trying to not let it slip that we fucked. Happy? I could have told him, but I didn't."
"That's not the point, Dean. You could have just said that we were friends now and left it at that."
"I think we'd classify as a little more that friends, Lex." Dean slipped her a sly smile, remembering the night before.
"It's not going to happen again, Dean. Don't even think that it might." Alex shook her head.
Dean raised his eyebrows at her and she had to laugh. "You don't know that. It was damn good. You'll come crawling back for more." He winked and laughed.
"Over Sam's dead body." Alex chuckled. "Stop telling Sam you don't trust me. It hurts a girl's ego, bro."
"I'm sorry. It's just a habit. I'll try to do better." Dean turned towards the bunker and began to walk away. When he realized that Alex wasn't following, he stopped and looked back. "You coming?"
Alex held up her half-smoked cigarette. "I'll be in in a minute."
Dean nodded and walked inside.
Alex walked into the bunker to see Sam and Dean in deep, whispering conversation in the living room, so she took the opportunity to sneak off to her room. She had only been in her room a few minutes when Sam came in quietly. Alex couldn't read the look on his face and began to get worried.
He walked over to the bed and held his hand out. Alex accepted it and he pulled her upright. Sam stared at her for a few seconds before taking her face in his hands and pressing a kiss to her lips. Alex wrapped her arms around Sam's neck, moving her lips in unison with his. Sam's tongue begged for entrance into Alex's mouth and she let him in.
Sam broke the kiss and leaned his forehead against Alex's and smiled.
"What was that for?" Alex asked, smiling back.
"I love you. You know that?" Sam slid his hands down Alex's sides and rested them on her hips.
"I love you, too." Alex bit her lip.
"No matter what. You hear me? No. Matter. What." Sam pulled Alex to him and hugged her tightly.
Alex buried her face in Sam's chest and nodded. She leaned back and kissed Sam softly. "Why are you so good to me? I don't deserve it."
"You deserve so much. Why do you think that you don't?" Sam grabbed Alex by the shoulders and bent a little to look her in the eyes. "You are amazing. You are the best thing that has happened to me. And I am so in love with you." Sam chuckled, pulling Alex back to him. He kissed the top of her head and Alex tightened her grip around Sam's waist.
"Are you trying to make me feel guilty?" Alex asked.
"What? Why?"
"Because now I feel obligated to tell you how much I love you. And I think you'd win that one." Alex winked.
"Oh, really?" Sam laughed. "Why couldn't it be a tie?"
"It might be. Who knows?" Alex smiled.
"Lex, you… I don't even know what to say to you. You are… God, I am the luckiest man in the world."
"I love you, Sam. I'm the lucky one."
"Are we going to argue about this?" Sam laughed.
"I don't know. Are we?" Alex grinned, a twinkle growing in her eye.
Sam lifted her up and wrapped her legs around his waist. "I think I know how to shut you up." He grinned as Alex crashed her lips in to his and he pressed her back up against the wall.
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