SWEPT AWAY
"Arandi the man is bad news." Dean said as he leaned against the wall where Arandi was folding clothes.
"Dean I'm a big girl I can handle this ok. I've heard all the rumors."
"They're not rumors." Dean said crossing his arms across his chest.
"Dean I could date Sam and you would find something wrong with him. I'm not a nun and I have needs. I'm not planning to marry the man just having some fun." Arandi defended.
"I get all that and I'm all for it just not with Evans." Dean argued.
"Not up for discussion Dean." Arandi said, pushed a stack of clothes into his chest and walked away.
Dean huffed angrily and put his clothes down on the counter and followed her. "Come on Arandi I don't want to see you get hurt."
The look she gave him made him stop in his tracks. She let out a little laugh. "So what you're saying is that I shouldn't date anymore because as far as I'm concerned Shawn or not I'm getting hurt."
Dean knew there was an implication there but he chose to ignore it. "Not everyone is going to be a dick Arandi."
"Really Dean because in my experience it's the ones that aren't dicks that hurt me the most." She said with fire in her eyes. "I'm tired Dean I just want to have someone in my life that wants me for me not because I look good in a bikini or because I can hold a beer bottle between my boobs."
"He's out there Arandi you just have to be patient." Dean sighed.
Arandi bore her eyes into him. "How can I be patient when I know that I can never have what I want?"
Dean reached for her and she stepped back before he could touch her. He was surprised at how much the action bothered him. "Arandi I just….."
"Just drop it Dean please." She said quietly.
As always he complied.
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Dean paced the apartment fighting the temptation to call Arandi. She had gone out with Shawn and it was two in the morning.
He knew that she was probably spending the night with him and his stomach lurched at the thought.
She needed someone Dean knew that but fuck what the hell. He had been out only a couple of times since she moved in.
He spent more time with Arandi than he did with anyone else. He could almost hear Misha and Sam yelling at him.
He was going to have to make an appointment to find out what the hell was going on in his chest.
He decided to give up and head to bed.
He heard the key in the door and rushed to the kitchen to at least pretend that he was getting a snack.
He thought that Arandi would come check in the kitchen but she headed to her room.
Even from where he stood and just a couple of seconds that he saw her from behind he knew something was wrong.
"Arandi are you ok?" He asked.
"Heading to bed." She replied without turning around.
Gut instinct made Dean hurry towards her and turn her to face him. He felt a burst of sheer rage. "Did he do this to you?" He asked as he ghosted his thumb over her torn lip and bruised cheek.
Arandi's eyes filled with tears. "I wasn't ready and he didn't want to take no for an answer. If he could do this to me what has he done to women who can't fight back?"
Dean headed past her dressing faster than he ever had.
"Dean don't it's not worth it." Arandi pled.
"No man does this to a woman. No one does this to you, no one!" He didn't even recognize his own voice he was so pissed.
"Dean please." Arandi pulled at him "I need you right now please."
Dean looked down at her as she leaned into him and he could feel her trembling. "What else did he do to you?"
"Dean…" She whispered and began to slide to the floor.
"Arandi!" Dean cried as he lifted her up and laid her on the sofa. He grabbed his phone and called 911 as he lifted her top.
More bitter anger burned through him as he saw the bruising on her torso. All he could hope was that she had at least beaten him half as bad.
"You hold on sweetness. I'm here and I'm not going anywhere."
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Dean paced the waiting room floor angry and worried. He was sure his face was the reason many people were all sitting as far away as they could from him.
He had called Jade to let her know what had happened and he shouldn't have been surprised when Sam answered.
They arrived soon after and Sam tried in vain to get him to sit down.
"You're not helping her any like this." Sam snapped.
"I didn't help her at all. I told her this guy was bad news but she wouldn't listen to me and I didn't push it, I should have pushed it." Dean growled.
He was shocked when Jade was suddenly in his face.
"You should push it and she'd stop dating all these fucking losers. This is all your fault!"
Sam dragged her away but Dean felt as if a red hot knife had been stabbed and twisted into his gut.
Why did everyone think he could make her any happier? He wasn't exactly grade A boyfriend material, he had a bad temper, granted he would never take it out on a woman. He got jealous, he hated to clean, and what the hell was he arguing to himself?
They all just had to fucking get over it because Arandi meant more to him than that.
He never expected Shawn to walk in all bloodied and bruised. They stared at each other all of two seconds before Dean became his second skin and the waiting room became a war zone.
"You need to listen to both sides of the story Winchester not just her fucking ass!" Shawn yelled unable to move because Sam had him locked down all his own while it was taking five to hold back Dean.
"Arandi doesn't lie you fucking prick and I supposed you're going to try to say that she beat herself up too." Dean spat almost breaking loose.
"I had to defend myself. She's fucking crazy."
Arandi stumbled out of the swinging doors having heard the commotion even where she was at in the back and against medical advice had found her way the ruckus.
Seeing her Dean automatically broke lose but went to her instead.
"You shouldn't be standing." He said, gently pulling her close so that she could lean on him.
"I gave you the benefit of the doubt and everyone was right about you." Arandi said to Shawn.
"You're crazy." Shawn growled.
"Am I?" Arandi growled back. "So I suppose I had time to fake this video that I recorded of everything?"
Shawn visibly paled. "You fucking bitch."
Arandi's death grip on Dean's hand was the only thing that kept him where he stood.
Sam on the other hand slammed Shawn hard into the wall.
"This isn't over." Shawn hissed.
"Far from it." Dean said in his most murderous tone.
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Arandi was sleeping on her bed happily drugged out of her mind. She had plenty of bruising but nothing was broken and she just needed to rest for a few days.
Dean sat beside her gently smoothing her hair back from her face wishing nothing bad ever happened to her. She was too good of a person for this shit to happen to her.
It made his blood boil to know that she had had to fight the bastard because he was after only one thing. Why couldn't anyone see how blessed they would be to have her?
Her beauty went so much further than her outer appearance. She had the most beautiful heart Dean had ever experienced.
Arandi opened her eyes to look at him.
"Didn't mean to wake you yet sleeping beauty." He whispered.
"Haven't I told you before, you're supposed to kiss me Prince Charming." She whispered back.
Dean didn't hesitate leaning in to give a sweet soft kiss minding her lip.
"I wish I would stop dreaming of you like this, it's starting to hurt." She murmured.
Dean smiled. She thought she was dreaming. "I would never hurt you." He frowned at the brightness of her eyes.
"But you do." She murmured before closing her eyes again.
Dean stared at her sleeping face and wondered how much of that was drug induced as he gently brushed the back of his fingers against her cheek.
He sighed and then spooned in behind her to keep an eye on her through the night.
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Dean stumbled into his apartment fighting the urge to throw up, the pain in his gut intense. Broken rib he thought.
He leaned back against the wall trying to catch his breath his eyes stinging and he rubbed at them his hand coming back bloody.
He hurt everywhere but Shawn was never going bother Arandi again. He had seen to that, shown Shawn and his pals that you don't fuck with Dean Winchester or any one that he cares about.
They had made the mistake of attacking him as he left the gym and well he didn't work out for nothing. They had gotten the upper hand for a little while until Shawn taunted Dean with Arandi. You never throw fuel on a fireball like Dean.
They had run when someone spotted the fight and Dean wasn't sure how they thought they would get away with it. He had refused help and had rushed home afraid that Arandi was in danger.
Ok so he had made it home now he just had to get past the door. He figured that wasn't going to work when he slid to the floor with a pained groan.
"Fuck."
"Dean?" Arandi was suddenly in his vision. "Oh my God what happened?"
"I fell down a flight of cabinet doors." He slurred.
"Was it Shawn?" She asked angrily.
"He had friends." Dean nodded.
Arandi disappeared but Dean could hear her talking and everything faded away for a bit.
"Dean, come on baby you have to stay with me." Arandi patted his face softly. He tried he really did because he hated to disappoint her but he just needed to close his eyes for a couple of seconds.
The next face he was looking into was Sam's. A very pissed off Sam.
"Sammy." Dean sighed touching his brother's face. "You're too pretty to be so angry."
"Dean what the hell happened?" Sam asked as he tried to get Dean to his truck.
"The fucker jumped me and he wasn't alone but you know me I'm a ninja." He said and the world tilted away.
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Dean woke up and felt pain all over when he tried to turn on his side. He was heavily bandaged around his ribs. He blinked looking around in the darkness of his room.
Arandi was curled up beside him and he smiled. He didn't deserve her.
"You've been out of it for two days and Shawn is dead." Sam said from the dark.
"Sammy what did you do?" Dean rasped.
"Regrettably it wasn't me, apparently Shawn had promised money to the guys who helped him attack you and when Shawn didn't pay up he was shot by one of them. Misha and I arrived just in time to witness it and make the arrest." Sam sighed.
"You weren't on duty were you? You were going there to get back at him. Sam what the hell is your deal. You know I don't like it when you put yourself in danger."
"My deal? My deal is that I don't like seeing my brother, my only living relative the man that raised me, lying bleeding to death on the floor defending a woman he loves but doesn't have the balls to admit it to himself let alone to her."
"Sam I wasn't bleeding that much but Arandi…..."
"Don't worry Dean she can't hear me. I made her take some pain meds to get rest because she's still recovering and didn't sleep for a whole day worrying over you."
"No one understands."
"What is there to understand? Everyone including the blind can see that you two are so madly in love with each other but fight it every way there is. One day it's going to be too late Dean too fucking late and do you really want to never really know what it all feels like?"
Dean felt his stomach lurch and Sam was there to help him turn as he threw up hard into the waiting trash can.
The pain was intense and he couldn't breathe and it had nothing to do with the pain in his body just the one in his heart.
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Dean had had to take some sick days while he recovered and the chief knew that included Arandi.
He was lying in bed staring at his ceiling. Madly in love with each other Sam had said.
He cared about her a lot but madly in love? Where was she anyway?
He got up and headed to the living room. He was still sore but thankfully nothing had been broken like he had assumed.
Arandi's door was open and he saw her standing at the balcony again.
"Hey sweetness you ok?" He asked.
Arandi turned to look at him and he frowned seeing the evidence of recent crying. He moved towards her.
"Arandi what?" Dean asked worriedly caressing her face.
She leaned into the touch for a second before pulling back and hugging herself. "She's pregnant Dean, Jo is pregnant."
Dean let the news sink in and wasn't sure what he should feel. She had made him wear a condom because she said she wasn't ready for kids yet but she had let Luka get her pregnant.
"I'm sorry Arandi." He whispered knowing that Arandi wasn't crying over Luka but the fact that she couldn't have her own children. He hated to see her sad, hated for her to be in pain. "Please don't cry."
Arandi fell against his chest with a loud sigh. "I'm not going to cry anymore, he wanted kids that I couldn't give him so I'm not going to cry."
"That's my girl." He said hugging her tightly, her scent of berries and sweet something's filled his nose and he breathed her in. She always smelled so good. He pulled back slightly and looked into her eyes. Slowly he leaned down to kiss her gentle and sweet, sliding his tongue over her bottom lip.
Arandi pulled back. "Dean what are you doing?"
"You smell just like blueberry pie I had to know if you tasted like it too." He lied.
She smiled slyly. "Well darling if you want to know that you have to go much, much lower."
Dean felt his cock swelling with the image and shifted from foot to foot. He was glad he didn't have to reply when she changed the subject.
"Now that you're back to nearly normal I'm relieved, Shawn could have hurt you worse than he did."
Dean laughed. "Shawn wouldn't have put one scratch on me if he hadn't had back up and even then I kicked his fucking bitch ass."
Arandi shook her head. "I must be crazy but I wish I could have seen it."
"It would have made Chuck Norris cry." Dean grinned.
Arandi laughed but then looked at him seriously. "Why did you do that? At the hospital, I mean I know you did it for me but….I don't get it Dean."
"I'm going to do that to any fuck up that hurts you from now until forever and that includes husbands."
Arandi eyed him for a little bit, sighed loudly, shook her head, and walked away.
Dean watched her go and wondered now why his mouth had a bitter taste and he still needed to get his chest checked out.
TBC
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