Chapter 8 - All You Wanted

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I wanted to be like you
I wanted everything
So I tried to be like you
And I got swept away

I didn't know that it was so cold
And you needed someone
to show you the way
So I took your hand and we figured out
That when the tide comes
I'd take you away

If you want to
I can save you
I can take you away from here
So lonely inside
So busy out there
And all you wanted
was somebody who cares

I'm sinking slowly
So hurry hold me
Your hand is all I have to keep me hanging on
Please can you tell me
So I can finally see
Where you go when you're gone
Michelle Branch - All You Wanted

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Sam POV

Sam didn't sleep well that night. All he could think about was her. He couldn't deny that he felt better knowing she wasn't that vulnerable. Her knowing about demons also made it easier for him, he didn't have to worry about her reaction to his "profession".

The next morning he and Dean couldn't do so much, they were waiting for Rika to call after she and her watcher had found the demon. Dean told Sam he was going to "go pick up some chicks" in order to "kill time", so Sam was left alone. He didn't have anything elso to do, so he started strolling around Boston. Without realizing it, he suddenly found himself outside Rika's appartment block. He was tempted to find out whether she was at home. She shouldn't be anywhere, seeing as she had no classes on a Saturday. He wanted to know more about her, since he felt some strange connection to her.

He went inside and walked up the stairs. She was at home, he heard some music coming from her appartment, so he knocked on her door. It wasn't long before she opened, and looked surprised at seeing him there. She was even more beautiful this morning than the morning before. She wore a black shirt that showed off her shoulders, and her long, beautiful neck. She had a pair of skinny blue jeans, and she was barefeet. She had a pencil tucked behind her hear, and it made her look slightly geeky, but Sam liked it. He thought it was adorable.

"Sam!", she exclaimed. "What are you doing here? We're not tracking the demon until tonight."

"I know", he answered and smiled. "Dean went off to get a drink or something, and I had nothing better to do. Can I come in?

Rika smiled and Sam got a very pleasant tingly feeling in his stomach.

"Go ahead", she said and took a step back allowing him to pass. "I'll just shut off my computer. Just make yourself at home in the living room."

Sam walked into the living room, and stopped to look at the photos on her wall. There was one of a younger Rika. She was wearing a black, strapless dress. Her lap was full of red roses, and she had a white hat with a black peak. She was smiling and looking really happy and beautiful. He suddenly realized she was standing next to him, and he carefully glanced towards her. She only reached to the height of his shoulders. There was a gap between them, and she had her arms crossed, her hands resting on her shoulders. Even Sam wasn't touching her, he was aware of how close to him she actually was.

"My high school graduation", she said. "Back when I had a life."

"Yeah, I know the feeling", he said with a sad smile.

She turned towards him and took a step closer.

"It's easier for you two though", she said, with a sad look in her eyes. "You two could quit if you wanted to. I can't. This isn't a job for me, it's who I am. My destiny. I can never quit."

Sam nodded as she continued.

"Basically, I come from a long line of women who don't make it past 25, not normally at least", she said with an ironic laugh. "My time is starting to run out, huh?"

"No", Sam said in an attempt to comfort her and shook his head. "I won't let that happen."

She gave him a sad smile, like she didn't believe him. He looked at a picture of her, with someone he could only assume were her parents and a younger brother.

"Do you miss your family?", he asked.

"I do, more than I can describe", she replied. "But it's better this way. If I was around constantly, they'd be in danger. I see them every once in a while, I went home for Christmas for example. They're proud of me though, my studies and all. I try to act normal around them and keep them in the loop about the non-slaying things in my life."

"Do they know?", he asked.

"No", she said. "They have no idea. I'm not going to tell them either. I want them to have normal, long and healthy lives, especially my brother. He deserves something normal, and I can't be a part of that."

Sam noticed the silver cross around her neck. He had also seen a Bible in the bookshelf, so he got curious.

"So, your cross? Do you... believe?", he asked.

"I do actually, I'm a lutheran", she said with a smile and started playing with the cross on her neck. "I don't think I could carry on if I didn't, with all the evil I've seen. I need to believe in something good. Plus there's a bonus to it, vamps get burned by crosses."

"That makes sense", Sam replied. "Dean doesn't believe in anything, and I sort of feel sorry for him."

She smiled and they stayed quiet for a while, just looking at each other. Sam couldn't help himself any longer, as he looked at her face and her full lips. He bent his head slightly downwards and kissed her, really softly. He felt a small puff of air coming from her lips and she tasted fantastic - like vanilla and spice. Better than anything he could have imagined. Their lips parted too soon, as they just brushed together for a few seconds.

"So..." she begun while smiling and looking into his eyes. She didn't get to finish, her phone rang, and he heard her sigh as she answered it.

"Hej", she said, then listened to what the other person was saying at the other end. "Nej, jag tror inte att jag kommer hem. Jag håller på med min gradu, så jag hinner inte."

Sam listened her speak in a language he could only assume was Swedish. It sounded very melodic to him, almost as if she was singing.

"Jo, jag lovar", he heard her continue. "Jag kommer hem i början av juni bara jag är färdig. Hejdå." She hung up.

"Everything okay?", Sam asked.

"Yeah", she replied with a smile, looking slightly guilty. "Mum was just wondering if I'm coming home for easter and I told her I wasn't. So, where were we?"

This time the kiss was more passionate. Sam put his hands around Rika's waist, pulling her closer to him while pressing his lips roughly against hers. She was kissing him back, with the same passion and heat that he was. She wanted him. There was some sort of electricity between them, as they touched each other. She was standing tiptoed and he thrived on her lovely, flowery scent as she put her hands around his neck, burying her hands into his hair. It felt so good that he groaned slightly. She wasn't close enough to him. He needed her closer to his body, it felt as he would die if she let go of him. He shivered a bit when he felt her petite hands on his necks.

He felt her parting her lips, wanting to deepen the kiss. He couldn't deny that he wanted it too, more than anything, so he opened his lips and soon his tongue was in her mouth. Their tongues fought for dominance, and he felt her running her tongue across his lips. He got the strange, but very pleasant, tingly feeling in his stomach again. Another body part of his was tingling aswell, and it felt fantastic.

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Rika POV

She was melting into Sam's arms. This was the best kiss she had ever had. Clearly above average. The things his tongue was doing inside of her mouth... She hadn't felt this way in a long time. She felt like she was about to burst with the electricity between them. She whimpered as he pulled her even closer towards him, it felt right. She needed more. She never wanted him to let go.

Suddenly she felt him picking her up, and she wrapped her legs around his waist, trying to get even closer. Was it even possible? The friction between them was amazing and she could feel that he wanted her even through both of their jeans. Sam stumbled backwards towards the couch, and before she knew it he was sitting on the couch while she straddled him, her legs wrapped tightly around his waist. She heard him moan as she tugged at his hair. She moved her hands from around his neck, starting to unbutton his shirt. When she opened the last button, she yanked the shirt off of him and threw it in the corner. His lips were no longer on hers, he was kissing his way along her neck and she shivered. She could feel his warm breath as he whispered "Not here". She realized he had gotten up, her arms around his neck once again, her legs around his waist. He walked into her bedroom, and put her down on the bed.

"Don't stop", she whispered. It didn't feel right when he wasn't touching her.

"I won't", he whispered back and looked at her with a big smile, hovering just a couple of centimetres above her face.

Finally his lips were on hers again. He stroked her hair, and then let his hand continue down her neck, and she shivered once more. Before she knew it his hands were on her waist, under the fabric of her shirt, and he finally pulled it off. She was still wearing too many clothes, he was still wearing too many clothes. She kissed his neck, making him groan, as she started unbuckling his belt and opened the zipper on his jeans. He kicked them off his legs, and then he opened her zipper, pulling the jeans off her one leg at a time. His hands were everywhere, and it felt so good. He moved his hands underneath her back and unhooked her bra, which soon was laying in a corner along with other articles of clothing. She moaned when she felt Sam kissing his way down her neck, her body. He pulled off her final piece of clothing, soon followed by his boxers.

Rika knew she needed him.

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Sam POV

All the pieces of clothing, the only things separating him from the woman of his dream's, were now removed. Sam was completely lost in ecstasy. He couldn't control himself anymore. Their lips touched once more, and with one slow thrust he was inside of her. It was a perfect match, their bodies together. He couldn't imagine being there with anyone else. There was no thought of Jessica left in his head. It was like she had never existed.

He looked down at the Rika, and she was absolutely gorgeous. She looked back at him with a big smile on his face. Then she put her hands around his neck, pulling him downwards for more kisses. It was like every single nerve in his body was humming at her touch. He savoured every scent, every taste she offered him, while he kept moving in and out of her with slow and gentle thrusts.

Rika whimpered and started trying to grasp the the pillows her head was resting on. She moved her hands to his neck once more, then slowly down his spine with a ghostly touch, carefully scratching his back with her nails. It felt so good that he couldn't take it anymore, so he started moving with a faster pace as he was kissing her neck once more. He could hear her panting, and he realized he was too. He moved his hands under her back and pulled them both up. She was sitting in his lap, his strong arms holding her close to his body, still inside of her. They moved together in a slow pace, a perfectly synchronized rhythm, and she suddenly whispered his name into his ear. He was close now, and so was she. He laid her down again and not long after that she arched her back, moaning his name.. Sam followed closely behind. If he only could feel this way all the time. He was absolutely content.

They were both panting heavily, and he pulled her closer him after pulling out, embracing her. They were laying in silence in her bed, waiting for the beating of their hearts to slow down. Sam pulled the white covers over them. He didn't like her being so exposed. A few minutes later, he was laying on his back, and she was laying on top of his chest, stroking his hair and face, her hair falling in a cascade around their faces. He looked up at her beautiful face and realized he'd never want to look into another woman's eyes the way he was looking into hers right now. His hands were resting on her bare back, the covers beginning at the curve of her behind. At that moment he knew he was caught, he couldn't lose this girl.

"You okay?", he asked. "How are you feeling?"

"I'm fine", she replied and gave him that smile he so loved. "And I'm feeling great."

She kissed his forehead. She rolled off his chest, instead resting her head on his chest, her hands on his stomach and his arms around her. Soon, they fell asleep in each other's arms.

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A/N: If I was playing by the rules now, Rika should probably die. We all know what happens to the women in Sammy's life. But I'm not that mean. ;) However, some twists are coming.

When Rika is speaking Swedish to her mother, she's saying something along these lines: "Hey. No, I don't think I'm coming home. I'm working on my thesis so I don't have the time. Yes, I promise. I'm coming home in June when I'm done."

This was also the first lemon I've ever written, and I wanted to make it more beautiful rather than graphic. Reviews are nicer than my camera.