Author's Note: I'd like to give a special shout out and thank you to bjq for the review. So, because I've been musing them, here's more Dean and Ella! Plus it's been nine days since I've updated anything! Enjoy!
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Eleanor took a breath in before she looked at Dean briefly. She then moved towards the door a bit. "You'll be fine, Dean. Trust me, Kate isn't going to hurt or skin you," she said as she turned to him and smiled. Ellie knew that Kate would't hurt Dean for the simple fact that their relationship would not be the same. Her hand reached for the knob of the door as she heard him sigh heavily.
"How do you know that? You weren't the one she came after with a freaking machete, Ella," he said as he ran a hand through his short, spiky blonde hair. His green eyes where on her as she turned and opened the door. He was still watching her as she turned to face him.
"Because, Dean, I told her that if she hurts you in any way, shape, or form she'd be screwing with mine and her friendship. It was enough for her to back off, okay? Just trust me, I have it all under control." Ella said as she smiled brightly at him. Her hazel eyes were soft and kind as she gazed into his green ones which were sweet and slightly scared at once. Reaching out, Elle took Dean's hand in her's before she walked out of the motel room.
Dean gave her a small smile before he walked over to the Impala, his eyes immediately find the stain of the floorboard of the back seat. He still could not help but feel like he was the one to blame for the scars she got and the blood that was forever stained into the floorboard behind his seat in the Impala. It was a bittersweet memory for the thirty four year old but he pushed it out of him mind as he slid into the front seat next to Eleanor, who was already buckled up and ready to go. He let his eyes look her up and down for a moment before he started the Impala. Even for her being thirty three years old and three months pregnant, she looked amazing. Dean backed out of the parking space before he headed for the exit of the parking lot before heading in the direction of the diner he had been going to the last few days.
"Where's Sam?" Ella asked as she moved closer to him before looking out the window. She wasn't sure how long it had been since she had seen the youngest Winchester. It wasn't like she wanted to lose touch with Sam but things got out of hand of her and quick. The last two years have been nine kinds of crazy and it was crazy that she was not use to handling; civilian life. It was the one thing that her, Dean, and Sam decided they would do if things went south while taking out Dick Roman. That was over two years ago, going on three now and her life was still nine kinds of crazy. Eleanor felt like her head was spinning, she was still pissed at him for letting her life a whole year without telling her he was back. A year that changed her in a million different ways; she got engaged, for one, to a man she never would settle down with if she known Dean was still alive.
"He's a few towns over with Garth taking care of a few ghosts. They'll be fine. He's been asking about you," Dean's voice broke into her thoughts. Things were different for him as well when he got back from Purgatory. He saw and did things that changed him, he was far from the same Dean that he was two years ago but the part of him that loved the woman in the seat next to him stayed with him. "He says you two went your separate ways after Cas and I bit it, that you two stop talking after you got with Ryan," Dean asked her softly, he was curious to her answer.
Eleanor looked up at him, her eyes were shocked and puzzled. She wondered how long Sam knew Dean had been back for, if he had known from the start. If he did, why didn't he say he say anything to her. Elle knew Sam knew how she felt about the eldest Winchester. She ran a hand through her red hair before she looked up at him, she could tell that he was different since being in Purgatory but it didn't bother her. Ellie knew he wasn't the same Dean as he was before he spent four months in Hell, but he was still her Dean. She took a deep breath in and held it for a moment, her eyes moved up to look at him.
"Well, after he hit the dog and met whatever her name is it just didn't feel right to stick around when his life was going so well. So yeah, I left and met Ryan and one thing lead to another then before I knew it, he was asking me to move in with him, then marry him. You were gone, Dean, and Sammy had moved on and was happy. What was I suppose to do? Sit there and bring him down with me?" She asked him, her voice was soft and just above a whisper. Ellie's attention turned back to the road they were driving down as she waited. She wasn't sure what to expect, they hadn't been around each other a whole lot since he had made it back from Purgatory. Biting on her lip, she did nothing but stare out the windshield as she waited for him to either say or do something.
He just sat there and drove down the road as he listened to her talk. The words shared between him, his brother, and the woman next to him rang loudly in his head after she had finished. It was his idea to have the two of them live a normal, boring apple pie life. He always pictured them staying together, maybe not like he was with Ella but he never wanted them to not talk to each other. Dean knew it was bound to happen, he knew that if he had gotten back to her that there was the chance that she had moved on from him and she had in a way at least. She was engaged to another man but yet, here she was sitting next to him in the Impala on the way to a diner, pregnant with his child. Dean was far from sure what to do, what to make of the whole thing but he did know that he was happy to have her in his arms again, for her to be next him like they had always been.
There was still something that was bugging him, something she had said. Something he was sure she never wanted him to hear. 'What was I suppose to do? Sit there and bring him down with me?' Where things had been worse for her than he had imagined? What exactly happened since they ganked Dick Roman and he took his trip to Purgatory with Cas? "What do you mean bring him down with you?" Dean's voice was filled with pain but still a bit rough. He was sure that he did not want to know the answer to what he had just asked her, but he had to know. No, he needed to know what pain he caused her when he killed Dick. He sat there, holding his breath a bit.
Closing her eyes a bit, she sighed softly to herself. She spoke without thinking first and it got her in trouble just like it did when she was younger. Elle took to biting down on the inside of her lip for a minute, trying to think of what she was going to tell him. She knew that Dean deserved to know the truth but how much of the truth she was not sure. She sat there for a moment with her eyes closed, only opening them when she felt the car slow down. Eleanor glanced up at him when she saw that he pulled over. Part of her was surprised that Sam never told him how bad things really were after he died. "Dean, after you and Cas died things were difficult for Sam and me. Everything was different after that, you were gone and I couldn't handle it. Couldn't deal with it, I wouldn't eat or sleep. If I did manage to sleep it was for thirty minutes at a time, every time I closed my eyes I saw nothing but you, Cas, and Dick all turning into black goo. I thought you were gone for good and I didn't want to come to terms with that. Sammy did his best to get me out of it but he had no luck. I wouldn't even talk to anyone, including Sam. He was hurt from your death and from me not talking to him and being depressed. I did the only thing I could do for him, I left. I'll admit it was probably one of my worst calls but I could tell it was draining Sam to see me the way I was and I knew that the only way I was going to get better was to leave and figure things out for myself," she hadn't looked at him since she started talking. Ellie didn't want to see the pain on his face and in his eyes. She knew what she just told him was going to kill him but he needed to know if they were planning on bring this child into the world and raising it together.
Dean just sat there after he pulled over, he knew that he probably didn't want to be driving while she told him what happened while he was away and, boy, was he right. He hated Dick even more now for causing him to put his Ella through such Hell. It wasn't as good as he hoped but he knew it could have been worse, she could have not handled or dealt with it at all. Dean couldn't stand the thought of what she might have done if she hadn't met Ryan when she had. Even though he didn't like, Dean did have to admit that if it wasn't for him Ella probably wouldn't be alive today. Dean made a mental note to thank the man when and if he ever got the chance. He ran a hand through his short, spiky hair before rubbing the back of his neck as he tried to gather his thoughts. He was about to open his mouth to say something when she glanced up at him.
Elle's hazel eyes were sad, distance, lost, pained as she looked at him. Something about the look made him uneasy, sick to his stomach. There was something she really wanted to leave out of the conversation, something he knew he was about to dislike more than anything. Eleanor took a deep breath in before she moved away from him a little, pulling her knees up to her chest and resting her head on them. Her eyes moved to the road in front of them before she just stared out the windshield, lost for a moment. Dean gently put his hand on her shoulder, rubbing it softly. As she looked back at him, her eyes were still pained, lost, and sad. She took a deep breath before biting her lip again for a moment.
"About a week or two after I left Sam, I got jumped by a guy who was at a bar I had been at for days. He was a vampire, guess we killed his nest a few years back. Caught my scent and was going to kill me but his buddy stepped in and came up with the idea to have a little fun with me then send me off to some of Crowley's demons." Eleanor took in a shaky breath before she looked down at the space between them. "The vamps feed off me of a few days before Crowley's guys showed up. I don't know what he was trying to get out of me, but I didn't talk, I couldn't." She said as tears fell down her face. The pain Crowley had his guys put her through was nothing compared to the pain she felt when she watched Dean die. Her body still carried the scars the demons left behind from cutting into her flesh for a month and a half or longer.
Ellie could feel the knife slid across her skin, slicing it open for crimson blood to pour out. She could feel the leather straps that held her legs, arms, waist, and torso down on the cold metal table. She could still feel the sting as the demons poked at her with metal pointed sticks. There were days that she could remember being hung by her wrists from the ceiling after they were done with their fun with her for the next few hours at least. Ella had days where she didn't want to get out of bed in fear of running into those demons again, having a repeat with Crowley. It was the last thing she wanted, she finally had everything she wanted. Elle had Dean back and they were going to do their best to make it work this time.
Pulling her close to him, Dean rubbed her back a little. He rested his head on hers as he whispered soft 'you're safe now' and 'he's not gonna get you again'. Dean did not want to know anymore than what she had already told him. He was afraid that it was just going to be worse, afraid of knowing the pain he caused her. The pain that Crowley's demon bitches put her through, the pure Hell she went through while he was away in Purgatory and the year he let her live her normal life, well almost year.
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Author's Note Part Two: Hope you enjoyed this chapter! I know it took forever for me to update a story and I know it's on the short side. Sorry for that, the next one will be long, better, and not take as long for me to get out. Reviews are always welcomed, as always!