Dean sat in the chair in the corner of my room and I sat up. "I'm going to run take a quick shower. I feel all sticky and sweaty from that dream.", I said to Dean. He looked flustered and muttered, "Ummm..ok", in a husky voice. I grabbed a shirt on my way to the shower and a fresh pair of black boy short panties. I took a quick shower and slid on my panties after drying off. I grabbed the purple plaid shirt and slid my arms in and buttoned it up. It hung to just past mid thigh on me so I knew I was presentable to go back into the next room. When I walked in Dean looked up and his eyebrows knit together. I could see he was about to question me. I looked down at myself to make sure I hadn't buttoned the shirt wrong or something.
"Where did you get that shirt?", he said as he stood and walked toward me. He towered over me and I looked up into his green eyes. I saw the muscle in his jaw begin to work as he waited on my answer. I stammered and tried to look away from his probing eyes, "I….I don't know. I found it in my drawer the other day." Dean's look softened a little and he took a half step backward. I swallowed and sat on the bed. He hesitated but then sat gently beside me. "There are some serious crazy things going on around here. I'm used to crazy but this takes the cake!" I swallowed and reached out to touch his hand as it lay on his left knee. "Dean we'll figure this all out. It may take some time but it's going to be alright." Dean continued to let me hold his left hand and his right hand reached up and he stroked his fingers down my jaw. I leaned into his gentle touch and closed my eyes. I missed feeling needed and important.
The palm of Dean's hand was now covering my chin and mouth. I gently opened my eyes and looked up into Dean's eyes and watched them turn a darker shade of green. I gently kissed the palm of his hand wondering what he was thinking. I watched his jaw clench again but I placed another soft kiss on his palm. His hand moved to the back of my head and I felt him draw me toward him. I tilted my head up and allowed him to kiss my lips. His lips felt firm yet pliable against my own as I opened myself to him. His tongue slid past my lips and explored the depths of my mouth and our tongues entwined together. Dean pulled me closer to him and our breathing became labored. Our hands were exploring each other on top of our clothes and I bit Dean's bottom lip and sucked it into my mouth. Dean growled and pulled forcefully away from me and stood from the bed. He stalked away from me and I ran my hands over my face trying to catch my breath.
"I shouldn't have let that happen.", Dean said as he ran a hand through his short cropped hair. My palm itched to run my fingers through that hair as I sat there watching him. "It's really alright Dean. I wanted you as much as anything. I feel a pull toward you that I cannot explain." I stood and tried to walk to Dean. He held up his hand stopping me and I sat back on the bed. "We need to figure out all of this other stuff first. The shirt is confusing because well…..it's mine." This confession confused me and I looked down at the shirt and smoothed my hands down the front of it. "So how did it come to be in my drawer?" "I'm not sure but we've got a mystery to solve. I hate to ask but…..what about the father of your baby?" That stung and I looked down hurt. "I don't remember. I have all of these memories of being with you but none of being with anyone else." I looked up with a bit of fire flashing in my eyes, "And before you accuse me of being a slut I AM NOT!" I glared up at him and dared him to argue with me.
Dean held up his hands again. "I have no right to accuse anyone of any kind of loose living. I've not been the most pure person living the life that I've lived. I'm not blaming you for anything." I nodded at Dean and he crossed back to the chair in the corner. He sat and looked gently at me. "Listen we've got plenty of time to figure all of this out. Why don't you go back to sleep and I'll just sit here quietly." I nodded, knowing he was right and lay back and covered myself up. I rolled onto my right side and tucked my hand under my pillow and closed my eyes. I soon slept and had peaceful dreams.
When I woke the next morning Dean was gone. I rose from the bed when I smelled bacon frying. I checked my appearance in the mirror and brushed my teeth and hair. I padded gently into the living area of the house and saw Sam standing in front of my stove frying bacon. He turned sensing me there and said, "I hope you don't mind. I raided your fridge to see what you had for breakfast. I've got biscuits in the oven and the bacon is almost ready. I was going to scramble some eggs too." I smiled at Sam and went to the fridge to grab the eggs and began cracking them to get ready for him to scramble. "I'm going to add some cheese to these if it's ok with you.", I said to Sam. He nodded and smiled down at me, "Good idea little sis." I looked up startled and then it was as if Sam just noticed my shirt. "Hey isn't that Dean's shirt?" "Yeah we haven't figured that one out yet either. Dean asked the same question last night in my room." Sam looked at me funny and said, "Your room?!" I blushed and looked down, "I had a nightmare and Dean heard me. He woke me up and then insisted on staying the night while I slept." "Yeah that sounds like my brother.", Sam said knowingly.
We finished the breakfast and the rest of my houseguests wandered into the kitchen to share in the spoils. Dean looked tired and I felt bad because I knew he stayed awake while I slept last night. We ate and had some small talk. Dean finished and excused himself to go grab a few hours of sleep. Liz and Dean insisted on cleaning up the kitchen and Sam went outside to look around. I decided that I needed to grab another shower and get dressed. When I was showered and dressed in a fresh pair of yoga pants and an oversized Journey concert shirt I made my way back into the living room. Sam was still outside and Liz and Dean had joined him. I heard a soft snoring from the other room and went to check in on Dean. He was sprawled across the bed on his stomach and he looked so peaceful. I stood in the doorway and watched him for a few minutes feeling a great connection to him. While I stood there my baby began to move and I held my hand over my stomach as my little one did somersaults. I smiled down at my belly and decided I needed to go feed my horses.
When I went outside I found Sam sitting in one of my adirondack chairs under the trees. He was watching the horses graze and Ghost was lying beside him. Sam had his arm hanging over the arm of the chair and was gently stroking Ghost's coat. "Looks like you made a friend.", I said and walked to the other chair and not very gracefully sat in it. "He's beautiful Nicole and this place is beautiful. Kind of your own little paradise." I blushed and shook my head. "It's mine and I love it but it's not paradise. I have lots of work to do around here with all these animals but I wouldn't have it any other way." Sam nodded and we sat in silence for several minutes. "Ok well I've got to get these cayuses fed.", I said and rose from the chair. Ghost stood and followed me as I walked to the barn. I heard someone following me and looked back. "I'm not letting you do this by yourself, let me do the lifting.", Sam said with a sweet smile on his face. "I'll accept that.", I said and playfully punched Sam's shoulder. I scooped the feed and let Sam lift the buckets. I walked to the field and showed Sam where to pour the feed. Ghost followed us every step of the way. When the horses were fed we took the empty buckets back to the barn and I filled Ghost's feed bowl.
I needed to go back inside so I left Sam back sitting in the chair under the trees. I guessed he didn't get much downtime so I gave him his space. Besides Ghost was keeping him company. Back inside I found that Dean was still asleep. I grabbed my ereader and curled up on the couch to read. I could hear Dean's soft snoring and it made me feel safe and like everything was right. Again my little peanut began to do somersaults and I smiled and lay my hand on my stomach. I read for a few hours and then noticed that I no longer heard Dean snoring. Sam hadn't come back inside and I really wasn't sure where Liz and Dean were. Feeling as if I were not alone I looked around but didn't see anyone in the room with me. It was beginning to just get dark and I felt a chill run down my spine. The next time I looked over my shoulder I saw a dark shadow in the corner and suddenly it sped away. I stood quickly from the couch and when I did I became suddenly dizzy. I tried to catch myself but I fell hard and banged my head on the coffee table. Everything went black…