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the-second-tonks · 3 years

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Why me? | P.P

It's a long Fic

Warnings : Loads of warning . Blood , illness , depression , cuts , self harm , minor and major character death . Heavy angst , take it to the heart and you'll feel it hehe. English is not my first language .

Summary : Y/N Y/L/N , a simple girl with a boring life . Peter Parker , a loveless life with a duty . When they both meet , they teach other a life lesson , love. A painful journey of two teenagers who run away from love only to fall for it at the wrong time .

Pairing : Peter Parker x fem!reader , Peter Parker x MJ x Ned Leeds (platonic) , Y/n x OC

"I guess that's it for today" Peter spoke it to himself , slightly hissing due to the bleeding cut on his right abs .

He moved a bit ahead , his left hand still holding the thin , strong rod on the cupola . He aimed his web shooter at the nearest building , ready to swing after the break . Leaping of the small support his legs had , a yelp left his throat as a sharp and stinging pain overtook him . His hands gave up and he fell down to the balcony of the house on who's roof he was laying peacefully . Stunned by the balcony decoration which consisted of beautiful plants and two chairs with a table , he kept looking around until he decided to face the people whom he might've woken up due to the fall . Looking straight , he froze . His eyes were glued to the figure . She was a pretty girl , baggy clothes . She was talking- no , yelling at someone on a phone call . Her eyebrows scrunched together , making her face look cuter than it was . Her H/C hair coming right in front of her face , only for her hand to push it back roughly . Even though the room that she was in was dull , he could see each and every feature of that girl's face under the moonlight . The white light from the celestial body only made her look more angelic to Peter's eyes . He stood agape . As much as he wanted to go , he couldn't . Y/n's sight made him forget about the pain , the stress of his homework and gave him a burst of happiness . He couldn't take his eyes of her. The only barrier between him and her was the glass sliding , which was closed . He kept staring at her dreamily until her E/C eyes met his . A short gasp left y/n's throat and her body was ready to take the defensive stance , but her mind took in the costume and made her relax , because she knew it was Spider-Man . She slowly walked over to the window and opened it , incase the friendly neighborhood Spiderman was in search of something , or someone . The phone was still in her hand , and her friend was still crying over how her boyfriend refused to eat her handmade fruitcake which caused her to break up with him . She and Peter couldn't literally hear her wailing and so , she spoke silently , barely touching the phone to her ear .

"Christy- yes you are actually being unreasonable, I'll call you later , okay.? Bye" she quickly hung up the phone and smiled at Peter , who stood front of her .

He smiled back and confidently entered her room as she sided . "Nice room , ma'am ." Peter complemented .

The room was pretty neat , not much furnished . It had a bed , a study table which had a book laying on it , open and a lamp .

Y/n smiled again, and spoke "Hello . Thank you Spider-Man . So.. do you need something ? Like shall I bring you food or some water maybe ? I also have a first aid kit if you need . And , there's a room right beside mine if you need your privacy-"

Before y/n could continue to go on , Peter spoke sweetly "Just an aid-kit please . And thank you for your care . Also , I'd really like to use the room . Thank you ma'am . I hope I'm not giving you trouble ".

Y/n simply dismissed his doubt by saying and smiling with the cute face "Not even a bit Spider-Man ."

Maybe he'd visit it back tomorrow .

Peter smiled at that . Yes , he smiled , after so many months , after he lost May , the girl made him smile . He walked across the room as y/n directed him to . He and y/n reached the cupboard , y/n scrambling through the drawers while Peter kept glancing at her , using the black patches on his eyes as an advantage . Soon (as if it was kept out for daily use), y/n found a plastic rectangular box . She handed it to Peter and closed her cupboard .

Peter quickly opened the box , only to drop a few medicines "Oh , I'm so sorry ma'am . I'll pick them up for you" Peter apologized , but y/n stopped him from bending .

"Spiderman , your cut . It'll hurt . I'll take it " y/n spoke , smiling at him .

His heart melt at the smile , but he composed himself and nodded . Glancing at the medicine , he tried reading the name but decided not to do it , because it wasn't correct to peep in . Y/n was quick in picking up the brown packet medicines . Peter smiled a bit , curious about what the medicines were for but walked out to the other room for privacy . The roon was similar to the girl's room , non - furnished , with a balcony . But he room was completely empty yet clean , the same case with the balcony . He removed his mask , breathing a sigh of relief , walking over to the balcony to relax before tending himself . He looked behind at the door which he had closed and thought about the girl for second , than he came in to the room and began treating his cut , often scrunching his face , biting his lip and leaving small grunts here and there . When he was done , he threw the bloodied cotton in one of the spare bags that were in the box . He found the dustbin in the passageway , as if she kept it there for him . Throwing the spare bag , he noticed the dustbin had a few spare bags in already , but he decided to ignore it . He quickly returned back to the room to return the box and thank the kind girl . He also wanted to ask her name , but she was already asleep . Peter smiled , adoring the girl who was clutching on her blanket . He walked over to the table silently and kept the box , only to notice the girl's math homework was incomplete . The book had no name , no school name or anything that could give him come information about her , but still , the book and the pen on it gave him her vibes . He smiled at the silly mistakes she had done , but loved her beautiful handwriting . He noticed the way she had doodled the book which indicated she didn't like math that much . Easily sacrificing the time that he had saved for his homework , he completed y/n's work in ten minutes and flew out of the house .

The whole day , Peter could think nothing else except the girl . He couldn't help but notice the improvements in himself . He'd forgotten how to love , smile , laugh and even live . He ran away from love because he thought everyone he loves , dies . His friends were happy for him too . He smiled at his luck when the homework he didn't do got an extension , he felt as if the universe was happy with him . He wondered a lot about her . If she studied in his school , if she was in a different school , if she lived alone or had someone , if she was of his age , if her name was Alice or the infinite number of possibilities Peter's brain gave him. Peter couldn't help but be excited for his patrolling today , after so many months . He wanted an injury to go back to her house , to see her , to hear her angelic voice and to bring a smile on her face . Peter truly knew that the girl was a blessing for him . A blessing that he wanted God to always give him , forever .

For Peter , the night was too slow to come . He leaped out of his house , his homework already done so that he could be relaxed while spending time with the girl . The whole time while patrolling , his mind wandered off to her thoughts . But to his disdain , as much as he tried to get himself hurt , he couldn't . He just couldn't . No one did that to him . He was mad at the fact that he was completely alright , but he wanted to visit the girl . He didn't want to appear creepy if the girl caught him sneaking and looking at her , so, he decided to act a fake wrist injury thing .

"Ahh !" Peter dramatically shouted as he purposely fell down on her balcony .

Y/n was quick to jolt her head from her homework . She coughed a bit , steadied her breathing and walk towards the window . She quickly opened the window and let the injured man in . Peter realised how good he was in acting .

"Oh-ah" Peter faked hissed as she made him sit on her bed .

"What happened ?" She spoke normally , not panicking.

"Wrist.. sprain" Peter took immense pain in speaking it , showing how much in pain he was . Y/n quickly positioned herself to look at his wrist and touch it . Now , while she was checking his hand out , Peter went into daydream mode . He kept staring at the girl in front of him lovingly , thanking his mask which successfully hid his loopy smile .

"Mm.. Spiderman , I also wanted to thank you for doing my homework . You're really so kind " she spoke- snapped Peter out of his daze when she said so .

Peter smiled , continuing to stare as the girl checked his wrist by rotating it with gentleness .

"It's alright" Peter spoke softly .

The moonlight was shinning , brighter than yesterday and the room was lit . She was doing her homework or something on the study table is what Peter noticed when he looked around .

"By the way , I'm y/n y/l/n " she spoke , smiling at Peter as she slowly moved aside and sat beside Peter .

"Beautiful name.." Peter whispered .

"Uh..hehe , thank you" she replied rather awkwardly .

They spent the night just like that , smiling and talking , occasionally just staring at each other .

At the end , while peter was lying on his bed , his mind kept thinking about the mysterious answers y/n had given . "My parents don't live with me . I'll be shocked if they care" .. "It's just me and me .. no one else . Just a simple girl ." .. "It's good to have someone to talk with , especially if it's you" .. "you know , you can enter when you want to , but please don't make surprise visits , it makes my heart jump ." .. "yeah , really . I fell into the puddle instead of my friend . I don't get it why it's always me , everytime and in everything" .. "i don't exactly study , but I don't exactly work too" .. he also took notice of how she would cough and take deep breaths regularly during their talk . All the thoughts and tiredness poured in ,lulling Peter into sleep .

Finally , it was time for Peter to leave . "Okay y/n , you're sleepy too . I should really go now" Peter spoke , a small side of him hoping she'll stop her like she had done thrice in the past hours .

"If you wish to ... Also , you can keep the Star Wars The Black Series Darth Vader Force FX Lightsaber , it's a gift from me to the person behind your mask, Spiderman" y/n smiled .

Peter just stood there , mouth agape . It was the costliest thing he'd ever wished for , and she was giving it to him as if she was sharing the homework .

"N-no y/n , ofcourse not . I-i mean , you-u yourself like Star wars , keep it for yourself!" Peter tried to reason .

Y/n coughed a bit and spoke in a rough voice "Keep it . It's okay , I don't need it . I'm going to give it to someone someday . And today is that day , you're that someone" she explained .

Slowly getting up while coughing again , she picked up the big box on the bed which she had removed from the cupboard .

"No y/n , really-" before Peter could complete his denial , y/n forcefully kept it in his hands and spoke "Keep it . Please" the desperation , plead and demand in her voice made Peter feel a shiver down his spine .

He was really curious about the girl now . He nodded a bit and took the gift hesitatingly .

But y/n , as soon as she heard Peter leaving , she cried . Hard and harder . She knew she shouldn't , it could cause her problems but she didn't care . Soon , her lungs felt the shortness for breath , quickly getting up before the problem would worsen , she used the pump to help herself . Knowing that she could talk to the only friend and doctor who treated her condition , she called her and began talking for an appointment.

Days went by and nights came . So did Peter , to y/N's house . He regularly visited her , everyday , same time . They grew close all the way and Peter's feelings were at their peak . He knew it was tough to handle them , but he had too . Today night too , as usual Peter entered y/n's room , the window was open , as it is daily . He looked around and saw her sitting on her bed , the book about physics that Peter had lent her from the library was in her hand . She smiled at Peter , but the smile had something else in it . A feeling , a truth , but Peter couldn't recognise it . He smiled back , but it wasn't good . He didn't feel cheerful . He felt .. a strong feeling . The air felt thick , despite its lightness . It felt as if the relationship and comfort between the two of them had taken another step . The final step . Love .

"Y/n " Peter want it to go out cheerful , but it came out to be quite like a calm whisper .

They both felt the tension but y/n decided to stay strong

Just one night more . Okay , maybe two or three , or even months ..but I have to stay strong was what y/ n kept chanting in her head.

They spent that night in the balcony , y/N's head resting on Peter's shoulder "Spidey- stop laughing-" y/n spoke this , breaking in a fit of giggles herself .

"But it is funny ! Oh god , how in the world did you prank her like this" Peter appreciated y/n's pranking skills .

"Spidey , do you know why some things happen with some people only?" Y/n asked after a few minutes of silence.

Peter squinted his eyes at the question which was filled with an emotion he couldn't quite point at . "Why do you ask?" Peter replied.

"Just like that" she answered back .

Peter looked down at her , and his love for her just went out of control . She looked like a goddess on earth , sent for him . He knew that at this moment , he was really seeing the girl like y/n as the ideal woman he would like to start a family with . Y/n looked up into his eyes and then , the tension between them took a high rise . It was took much to ignore . Y/N's heart was hammering in her chest .

She knew it wasn't good , the hammering would damage her condition , but she wanted to kiss spiderman , to tell him that you loved the person behind the mask , y/n forgot everything and let it flow , a doubt still lingering in her mind though . Surprising himself , Peter let his eyes wander down to her rosy lips and back to her eyes , asking her if he was allowed to . In the flow of events , y/n betrayed her determination of not letting emotions flow out and leaned in . Peter leaned in too , feeling y/N's hand lifting his mask up to his lips . They were close , so close but before the magic could happen , y/n felt a big pain in her chest , she took a sharp breath in . Immediately , her mind reminded her about why she wanted to avoid doing this and she pulled back , awkwardly getting up .

"You should leave , Spiderman . Take care" she went inside and closed the sliding transparent door right on his face .

She put on the curtains and disappeared from Peter's view , who couldn't contemplate a thing . Feeling sad , he decided to leave .

Peter kept wondering about her the whole day , as usual , but he was sad . He particularly concentrated on yesterday's part and how she refused to kiss him , not directly , but she did get up and leave . Peter was helped by MJ , who told him to reveal his identity and then kiss her .

"She might've stopped because you're a superhero and she's just a simple girl . She must've stopped so as to not break her heart , she needs a face reveal Peter " MJ spoke , now continuing with her homework . Peter nodded , getting ready for the biggest night in his life .

It was the next day after Spiderman tried kissing her . Y/n was outside of Christy's clinic , entering in as she felt the disease going worse minute by minute . Clutching the paper tightly to be stable , she glanced at the application that was given to her a year ago , when she was diagnosed with RCM (Restrictive Cardiomyopathy) . A condition in which the chambers of the heart become stiff over time. Though the heart is able to squeeze well, it's not able to relax between beats normally. This makes it harder for the heart to fill with blood , eventually resulting in heart failure . She didn't know when she would die , she didn't know . She was also being cured , but she knew she wouldn't make it . One of the rarest heart disease had no cure . Though Christy kept telling her that she was making slow progresses , she could read the guilt of lying in her eyes . Slowly pushing open the door of the quiet clinic , she simply made her way to the cabin . Entering the AC room , she smiled at Christy , who smiled back and asked her to sit .

"Did you patch up with your boyfriend?" Y/n joked .

Christy laughed and replied "Yep dear . I'm so sorry. You had called me up for an appointment and there I was , beginning to rant .. So , how have you been ?" Christy asked , giving her full attention to y/n .

"I feel like it's going worse . Shortness of breath has been very frequent lately-"

Before y/n could continue , Christy raised her eyebrows and spoke "Did you cry hard or do some hard-core exercise?" .

Y/n nodded a bit and spoke "the former."

Christy smiled sympathetically and spoke "it's alright ! You're really doing well , you might even mak-"

Y/n clicked her tongue and informed her "it's not that Christy .... My whole life , I kept running away from love , I kept ignoring my friends who loved me , never dated anyone only to realise that I had much time and I wasted it in hopelessness. And now , when I'm in love , I don't have time .. I fell for someone but I..I know I won't be there for him when he'll need me. He told me about his uncle , aunt and parents and how he feared to loose his loved ones , if he'll loose me too , it's gonna make him believe that all his loved ones die , which isn't true .. I don't know what to do , as much as I wanna experience the love I have for him in my limited life , I can't , i- .."

Y/n's eyes filled with tears at the unfairness of life , and she let out a small broken laugh "why me?" .

Christy controlled herself and spoke "you're really gonna make it-" .

"Don't lie to me" y/n clearly asked Christy to tell her the painful truth .

"Alright , let's get your check up done and then I'll tell you the truth... Okay?" Christy spoke half-heartedly .

After the checkup , y/n sat , waiting for the reports .

Christy came back with a nervous smile and y/n instantly understood that it wasn't good . "Y/n .. uh.. you're..um..uh..your heart is .. not doing good .." y/n smiled , the smile was do sad , that it bought tears in Christy's eyes .

"You might have a .. few hours only , Y/n . I can only say that everything depends on your will power , it can make you last till tomorrow.." y/n let tears fall .

The first thing in her mind was making it till the time Spiderman came . She wanted to tell him about her feelings . Tell him about her heart . Tell him that she didn't even know that her weak heart was capable of loving someone so much . Kiss him .

"Do you want to admit yourself , you might last a few more days like that" Christy gained her professional self .

"No .. if I stay here , he won't know .. I want to talk with him one last time.." y/n spoke and got up .

"I'd definitely ask God after I'm done with this world , that why was it me , why did this happen with me.. why I couldn't live like the endless teenagers .. .." y/n chuckled hopelessly before running out of the office .

She wailed and cried and did everything from scratching and punching the walls to throwing the things from the cupboard on the ground to shake off the pain of facing the unfairness of life and God . She didn't care about her heart which would've been suffering badly due to high need of blood circulation . She cried all the day and finally , it was time for Spider-Man to come. She was surprised that she did make it , because the pain in heart was insane , she couldn't distinguish between the pain of the illness and the pain of the love. She was literally shivering now , all the lights of her room switched off as she waited for him . She knew her heart was on the verge of giving up , when a new doubt sprung in her thoughts .

"Will he come ? I refused to kiss him and dismissed him without any goodbye.. oh god no .. please come Spiderman , please" her heart beat accelerated , causing her to yelp in pain .

She pumped her breaths again , as shortness of breath was a very regular thing to face . She was too tired to even move and continued to sit in the seat . She remembered how the shock of being shot in the chest got her this disease in her childhood . "scarring of the heart from an unknown cause is a cause for this disease , y/n" . Her family was in the dangerous stuff from the beginning and she had to suffer a great loss of loosing her parents . They never cared for her , but they did leave a lot of money for y/n . She coughed for the infinite time that evening , her throat hoarse as she kept going for Spider-Man ...

Peter was confused . It had been 14 mins pass the time he was supposed to go . He had been practicing on how to approach her today .

"Y/n I love you a lot . I have been in love with you for sometime now.. No , this sounds too simple" Peter muttered under his breath .

His hand had a bouquet of red flowers while he bit his lip in frustration . Checking himself out in a nearby broken glass , he left it to god on how to approach her , he couldn't wait anymore...

Dear Spiderman ,

Peter was confused as hell when he noticed the lights off . His heart banged in his chest at the thought of her not wanting to meet him , but he noticed the open window . Slowly opening it , he walked around the room to switch on the light . His scrunched his nose at a faint smell of blood . On switching the lights on , he looked around with a faint smile , only for the smile to drop vigorously . The walls were scratched , there was blood on the walls and some holes too . The bouquet dropped from his hands and he looked around to take in the mess. There was a pump lying on the ground and the things of cupboard were all out and on the ground . He picked up the dress that he'd gifted y/n and immediately dropped it .

"Y/n !!!" His voiced echoed throughout the empty house as he removed his mask , and he stepped out of the room to find the girl in the house .

He realised that he had never stepped out of the first floor but concentrated on finding y/n .

"Y/-" before he could continue , a sob left his lips .

Y/n was right there , lying on the stairs . Peter slowly approached her and called her name out , but she didn't respond .

"Y/n?" Peter's voice broke as he saw her unmoving body. He picked her up and layed her in her room , a letter in her hand . He took the letter of her cold and stone hand and read it , his eyes already glistening with tears ..

I'm really sorry . I never told you that I had an illness with no cure . My life was very simple and boring until you came . You sprung love in my life and as much as I wanted to be away from the feeling , I loved it . I loved love. I loved you , but I knew that we'd end . We'd never be the 'forever'. We'd never be a happily married couple. But Spiderman , i don't want you to think that the ones you love always die . No .. it's not that . It's this , that you love the ones who are dying . And you give them the love and the care , so that they can die peacefully .

It's strange isn't it , I don't even know your name or your face . But I love you . I don't know if you do. I'll be waiting for you , up there . I need to have a short talk with God . But I think you do , so please , I want you to move on . I m writing this letter in my last minutes Spiderman , I don't know how many minutes or even seconds more and I don't even know how I managed to write it , but if you ever find this , be strong , my love . Because not everyone stays , I was sent down on the earth to teach you something and go . I wish I could stay , I wish I could take a place of someone who's living still , but I can't . I'm really sorry . And thank you for coming into my life and staying with me till my last breath- wait , Is it you or someone just pranking? .

Y/n got up with the letter in her hand , her feet swollen and trembling . She heard a knock . Maybe it was Spider-Man , maybe he wanted to come in his normal form , reveal him . She hurried down in happiness , her heart gasping for breath with her . Love gave her immense power and strength and there she went down the stairs , tripping twice . As soon as she reached the door , no one was there . The world came crashing down. She did a big mistake . She forgot her pump upstairs and now there was no one . The letter clutched in her hand , she cried , silently whispering "why me ?" Her body fell down as her heart broke and gave up .

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Peter's body shook at the loss . He couldn't even tell her he loved her .

Only if he kissed her yesterday , only if he arrived at the regular time today , only if he hadn't run away from love , "Why us , y/n" ...

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finnwolfhard7137 · 4 years

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The Heart of Mine-

Miles Fairchild × Reader

Chapter Eleven is here...

Chapter Twelve Part One.

Word Count 1,780

Warnings: menions of death

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Miles' Pov

Y/n is in a deep sleep in my arms. Everything is so quiet, all I can hear is our breathing. Her hair is messy and her hand is laying on my chest. I intertwine my fingers into hers and message her thumb with mine. Her skin is so soft, so delicate. All I want to do is live in a world where I can keep her safe and happy.

I got up to use the restroom and she fusses over the loss of my body warmth. I giggle and hurry back to her. She is still asleep but sort of aware of my presence. I face her and admire her features. How her dark brown hair falls on her shoulders, how her eyes flutter as she sleeps, how her nose crickles ever so slightly when something happens in her dream. I can't help but think of how angelic she is. I kiss her forehead and make my way down to her lips. I continue to kiss her until she awakes.

Y/n "g'morning."

"Good morning sweetheart. Did you sleep well?"

Y/n "mhm."

"I'm sorry to wake you, I just wanted to hear your voice."

Y/n "mm-it's okay. I love you."

"I love you more." I kiss her and grab her so that she moves on top of me, we fall back asleep shortly after.

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Everything is dark. I have Y/n's hand in mine and we are trying to get free. We hear a loud growl coming from behind us so we start running. Flora let go of my hand for a split second, making me panic and drop Y/n's hand. Quint appears in front of us, stopping us in our tracks. But he is...human, or at least he looks completely human.

Quint "I warned you, Miles."

"Just let us go-"

Quint "How can I let such a pretty face go?" He reaches over to caress Y/n's cheek to which she flinches.

"Y/n is innocent in all of this! She didn't kill you, she doesn't even know you!"

Quint "Oh but I know her completely. I know all of her secrets, all of her fears. I know how much she cares about you. Such a shame.."

Flora "What is a shame?"

Quint "such a shame that I have to end such a perfect love story-" I try to hit him but he evaporates. I look around the area that he was at and then he reappears, right in front of her. I run to her but he kills her before I can get the chance to stop him. Flora falls to her knees and tugs on her arms to try to get her to move. I can't believe my eyes. I promised her! I promised her that I would always keep her safe and that I would never let anything happen to her.

I crawl my way over to her because my legs no longer work. I pull her weightless body into my arms and hold her. I shake her, trying to wake her but it is no use.

"Baby? Baby come on...come on don't leave me-"

Y/n "BABE! BABE WAKE UP!"

I awake and see Y/n with a worried look on her face. Oh my God it was just a dream!

"W-Y/n?" I grabbed her face, trying to collect myself and realize that she is really here.

Y/n "Yeah, it was just a dream Miles! You're awake." I start to cry from absolute relief and hold her as tight as I possibly could without breaking her. She tightens her grip and let's me cry it all out. That was one of the most vivid, scariest nightmares I have ever experienced. It all felt so real, too real. Then I remembered that Y/n had a nightmare about me, where I died in her arms as she did in mine. Maybe Quint is giving us these dreams to show him what will happen if we don't leave.

"Baby, we need to leave."

Y/n "I know-"

"No, today. We need to leave today."

Y/n "o-okay. We will leave today." I kiss her lips and sigh because I thought that I lost the love of my life. I really need to get her out of here before that dream becomes reality.

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I asked Flora if she wanted to go riding today, only because I wanted to get her alone. Of course she agrees and us three go outside.

I stop Flora before she gets on her horse and she looks up at me, utterly confused.

"We are leaving today, Flora."

Flora "What do you mean?"

"We are escaping. We are leaving this life behind us."

Flora "Are you serious?"

"Yes. Everything has escalated and I had the worst dream and," I try my best not to lose it in front my sister, "I just really need to get all of us out of here..today."

Flora "Okay!"

Y/n "You cannot tell Mrs. Grose, Flora. You can't slip up okay? Promise me." She gives Y/n her prinky and she promises her.

"We need to plan this all out."

Y/n "And we need to pack a few things without her noticing."

Flora "Can I bring my doll?" I almost forgot how young my sister really was. She is only eight years old and she has to deal with all of this.

"Yes of course you can. Bring what you absolutely need but nothing that will slow us down, okay?"

Flora "Okay! I'm excited."

Y/n "Me too, lovebug. Our lives will be different."

Flora "I sure hope so!"

"It will, sis. You won't have to worry anymore. You will get to travel and see the world. After today, we will all be happy and safe."

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Y/n packed for the both of us while I made sure that Mrs. Grose didn't get suspicious or enter the room while Y/n was packing. Flora started gathering her stuff after Y/n came out of our bedroom.

Mrs. Grose "What were you doing in there?"

Y/n "I was tidying up a bit. It was messy ma'am."

Mrs. Grose "Oh alright then. How did the riding go?"

"It was very nice. The fish at the pond have gotten bigger."

Mrs. Grose "Oh how lovely!"

Y/n looks over at me with a smile. Everything is going as planned, we just need to execute it.

Y/n has been attached to my hip for the remainder of the day. I needed her close. Even if she wanted a little wiggle room I wouldn't let her. She pulled me into the bedroom while Mrs. Grose was busy playing with Flora's hair.

Y/n "Are you okay?"

"Yeah, why?"

Y/n "You haven't let me go all day…"

I hang my head down, hearing her say let go breaks my heart. Especially after that dream, it made me realize that I can never let her go, I need her.

Y/n "Miles? Talk to me please."

"It was my dream Y/n. We were trying to escape and…"

Y/n "and what?"

"He threatened you and I tried to hit him but he evaporated. I started walking away from you, trying to find out where he went and just like that..yo-you were gone. He killed you before I could run back to you."

Y/n "Oh Miles."

"That is why I didn't want to give you space today. I have been feeling like if I don't see you, he'll get you." All she does is pull me into her arms and holds me tight. She knows how I am feeling because she had a nightmare about me.

Y/n "I am right here okay? It was just a horrible nightmare. We will leave tonight and we will start our new lives."

"Yeah, I'd like that." She smiles and I kiss her lips. I love her more than I can even comprehend.

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It is now 10:41 p.m and Mrs. Grose just went to her bedroom. After the next half hour, once we know that she is completely asleep I will take my girls and get out of here.

Y/n and Flora are in my bed, just trying to get rest before we have to escape. Flora is at the foot of the bed and Y/n is cuddling with me at the head of the bed. I am so anxious that I can barely breathe right. I just need to stay focused and alert and just get it done.

Y/n "Is she asleep?" I look down at Flora, she is curled up into a little ball and fast asleep.

"Yeah."

Y/n "She needs it. Once we get into the car, she can go back to sleep."

"Yeah. I have a feeling that I'm gonna have to carry her because she is so tired."

Y/n "Do you want me too? I can while you guide us and make sure that the coast is clear."

"Are you sure?"

Y/n "Yeah, I don't mind." She looks down at her and smiles. Then she nuzzles her head into my chest and squeezes my shirt.

"Hey, we've got this babe."

Y/n "yeah."

…

"Hey, get up sis."

Flora "mm"

"Come on, it's time to go."

Y/n "Come here, lovebug." She positions Flora so that she wraps herself around Y/n's back. Y/n gets her and Flora's little bag and I get mine.

"Okay, I'll go first and make sure that she isn't in the living room." They nod in agreement and I make my way out of the door. I make sure that her door is closed and she is nowhere near any of our exits. Luckily, she is not.

"She isn't, come on we have to go now. This is our chance."

Y/n "Do you have the keys?"

"Yeah they are in my hand, come on babe." We make our way through the living room and pass the kitchen to get to the foyer. I put my hand on the door and we hear a loud growl coming from behind us. Oh my god, it's just like my dream...this cannot be happening.

Y/n "Miles? Miles just go!"

Mrs. Grose "Where do you think you three are going."

"We are leav-" Quint appears and manifests into a human form.

Mrs. Grose "Quint?!"

Quint "Oh, don't look so happy to see me."

Y/n grabs my hand and she looks up at me and whispers, "This is our chance." I agree and unlock the front door.

To be continued..

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angelstrenchcoat-67 · 5 years

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Leather, Lace and Lullabies

Pairing: Dean x Reader

Warnings: none

Series Summary: After many years of hunting and stopping the Apocalypse more than once, the chances of something surprising you are pretty low. Until Castiel and Jack reveal something that you never thought you'd hear.

PART 2

"Morning" I mutter as I drag my feet across the kitchen, rubbing the sleep out of my eyes.

"Hey" Sam looks up from the newspaper he is holding, a concerned look on his face.

"Just say it already" I shrug as I reach for the coffee pot to pour me myself a cup.

"How are you feeling?" He pulls out a chair next to him for me. "We haven't exactly talked since, you know..."

"We found out, thanks to two celestial beings, that I was pregnant?" I ask sarcastically, holding the mug with both of my hands as I sit down. "As well as can be expected"

Sam laugh comes out like a huff, the way it does when he is trying to think of what to say. "Dean told me you are still figuring out what to do, right?"

"Yeah, I mean, I always wanted kids just like I wanted to go to college and live the perfect life" I sigh, remembering the days when that could've been posible. "But that was back then. Now I kill monsters alongside a set of brothers who have died more times that I can think of, an angel who wears a trench coat even it the middle of summer, and the son of lucifer. Babies is not something that I pictured in my life"

"Tell me about it" Sam presses his lips in a thin line before giving me a encouraging smile. "Just know that whatever you decide, we'll support you"

"Thanks" I reach for his hand to give it a squeeze before returning it to my mug. "What about Dean? Did he ever mentioned if he wanted kids?"

"I know what you are doing" He shakes his head, focusing back on the newspaper. "Dean told me not to mention anything about that"

"Seriously, Sam?" I groan before taking a big gulp of my coffee. "You are always doing the opposite of what Dean tells you to do, and you cannot help a sister out here?"

"Sorry" He gives me an apologetic smile as Dean walks into the room. He still has sleepy eyes as he drags his feet to the table.

"Already trying to trick Sam, are you?" He asks as he bends down to place a kiss over my lips. "Good morning, sweetheart"

"I have to at least try" I grin as he steps back to get his own cup of coffee. "So, any new cases?"

Sam gives Dean a look before returning back to the paper between his hands. "What?" I raise my eyebrow at Dean as he moves closer to sit next to me.

"Sam and I were talking, and we came to the conclusion that maybe you should not come to all of our hunting trips" He trails off, knowing how I am going to react.

"EXCUSE ME?" I shout, slamming my hands into the table. "You are benching me?"

"I-mm-uhh" Dean stutters, looking at Sam for help.

"No, we just think that maybe you can skip some of the hunts, to rest. You know.. because of the.." He swallows hard as his eyes move down to my stomach.

"Because I am currently making an eye ball or a hand?" I glare at him before turning my attention back to Dean. "We just found out about the baby like four days ago, Dean! God knows how many hunts we went on and I was already pregnant. I mean, I don't even know what I want to do yet"

"I know" He breaths heavily before reaching out to my hands. "But that doesn't mean that you can be reckless about it, Y/N. Not only because it might put the baby in danger, but also you. I can only imagine how tiring it must be to create a baby, and to add to that the kicking of monsters' ass, it doesn't sound like a good idea"

"You can still come to some but maybe you can skip others to get you to rest properly" Sam interferes to help Dean out.

"And what am I supposed to do while you two are out?" I groan, imagining how boring it can be to spend days alone in the bunker.

"Jack will stay with you to keep you company" Dean informs me.

"At least I won't be alone, then" I sigh, knowing that they are right. But I would never admit that to them.

——

"Sam, let's go" Dean shouts as Cas gets in the backseat. "We can't wait until your hair is fully dried"

"Don't be mean" I laugh as I hug him tighter. "You are with this car the same way Sam is with his hair"

Sam glares at Dean as he throws his bags into the back of the car. "Just because you can't remember when was the last time you used anything other than hotel shampoo"

"It gets the job done, Sammy" Dean then looks down at me. "I really wished you were coming with me"

"I can pack really fast" I give him a mischievous grin so he just shakes his head.

"It's for the best, sweetheart" He kisses the top of my head. "I promise we'll be back soon"

"I hope so" I pout, pressing my cheek against his hard chest. "I don't know what I am going to do with all of my free time"

"Maybe you can use it to think about..." He trails off, not daring to say the words out loud.

"Yeah, maybe I will" I twist my mouth so he bends down to plant a kiss on my lips.

"Okay, I gotta go before Sam takes out his portable hairdryer" He gives my nose a last kiss before opening the door of the car. "I love you"

"I love you, too" I blow him a kiss. "Be careful, all of you"

"Yes, Ma'am" Sam waves at me as Castiel gives me his thin line smile.

I walk back inside the bunker where Jack is reading a book about witchcraft in the 1500's. I ruffle his hair as I walk pass him to go to the kitchen. "How about lunch, Jack?"

——

I've always known that pregnant women suffer a lot from morning sickness so I wasn't completely scared when I woke up with the feeling in my stomach.

"Are you sure I can't help?" Jack stares at me worriedly as I take deep breaths.

"I am sure you can, Jack" I give him a warm smile before taking another sip of water. "But I can handle it, it's completely normal"

"Maybe we should call Dean" Jack suggests. "Whenever I was feeling down, all I wanted was to listen to my mom's voice. Maybe your baby needs that"

"I don't think that will help, besides, I don't want to worry Dean" I look up at the ceiling as I am laying down on the couch with my hands over my stomach.

"Can I check again?" He asks. Jack has been placing his hand over my stomach all day to check on the baby.

"Go ahead" I nod so he sits down at the edge of the couch. He brings his hand down to my swelling tummy, closing his eyes to focus.

"Everything seems great" He smiles as he moves his hand a little to the side. "Her heartbeat is really strong"

"See? I told you there was nothing to worry-" I stop when I realize what he just said. "Wait, her?"

"Oh, you didn't know?" He frowns slightly.

"I can't be more than a month pregnant, I thought it was too soon to tell" I look down at my stomach.

"Well, because of my powers, I get to see every part of the baby so I can see she has the XX chromosomes" He explains and the situation seems almost funny. "Does that new information help you to make your decision?"

"I don't know, I don't think it changes anything" I sit up straighter, resting my back on the arm of the couch. "I just think that if I really wanted to keep it, I would know by now"

"But if you didn't want it, you would also know by now" Jack points out. "It's a baby, Y/N. It's not that easy. Even for a person with a normal life, bringing a baby into the world is a big deal. Now, with the kind of life you have, it's normal for you to be scared"

"I really wish Dean was here" I throw my head back as a groan scapes my lip. "I know he won't tell me what to do but just having him here helps me"

"Castiel told me they are expecting to be back in three days, maybe even four. The witnesses aren't exactly very cooperative" Jack gives me an apologetic smile before standing up. "I am going to make you some tea, okay?"

"Thank you, Jack" I smile soflty at him before closing my eyes.

——

Five days later

"Sorry it took us so long-" Dean stands at the end of the table in the war room as I look up from the book between my hands.

Before he can say anything else, I am jumping in his arms, wrapping mine around his neck. "Shut up" I pull him so that I can connect our lips.

Dean laughs as he stumbles, closing the door behind us. "Eager to see me?"

"Always" I grin as he places his lips at the crook of my neck, raining kisses all over me.

He places me over the bed to lean back, giving me his hot smirk as he brings his hands to the buttons of his shirt.

"Wait" I sit up straighter, grabbing his hands to stop him. "There's something I have to tell you"

"Seriously?" He groans, letting his shoulder fall. "Can't it wait?"

"Trust me, I want this as much as you" I reassure him so he grins back. "But this is really important"

"Okay, tell me then" He sits down next to me, his frown a little more concerned now.

"I know what I want to do" I gulp, the nerves getting to me.

"Oh" Dean's face changes immediately, his mouth forming an o shape. "So, what did you decide?"

"Do you still have the paper where you wrote down what you wanted?" I ask him, biting the side of my lips. He nods, reaching for a piece of paper in his back pocket.

"I always carried it with me since I knew you would go off looking for it" He laughs when I glare at him. "I had to be sure"

"Whatever" I roll my eyes before reaching for a piece of paper at the bedside table. "I wrote down what I wanted, too"

"Okay, give it to me" He reaches for my hand but I swat him away.

"No, stop it" I scold him. "I want both of us to open our own paper at the same time"

"Babe, I-"

"I know that it's still going to be my decision, I just want to know what you want" I grab his free hand to press a kiss against his knuckles.

"I can just show you" He suggests back.

"Dean, just follow along for God's sake" I grunt, rolling my eyes.

"Okay, okay! I'll count" He breaths out, getting his paper ready. "1... 2... 3..."

I open my paper but my eyes are focused on his paper as he unwraps it. I feel my eyes getting wet and my throat closing as I read the words in his paper. He stares at mine before looking up to my eyes, his covered in tears.

"Oh, Dean" I cry as he brings his arms around me to press me against his chest. I hide my face in his neck as I feel a few of his tears land on my cheek.

"We are going to have a baby" His voice breaks as he places a kiss over my ear, hugging me tighter.

"It's a girl" My words are muffled in his neck but when he hears he, he pulls back to look at my face.

"What?"

"Jack told me" I smile shyly, bitting my bottom lip.

"A mini Y/N" He laughs, his dimples popping out. He keeps laughing but not the type of laugh that comes from something funny but the one that comes from pure happiness and joy.

I keep my arms around him as both of our papers that read "Keep it" fall to the bed.

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saltandburn-ilovesamwinchester · 5 years

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Saints and Sinners

I feel a sin coming on

I feel a right that's about to go wrong

I got a shiver down to the bone

And I feel a sin coming on

Feeling the steam of the shower was the only thing that could get you to move this morning. Soaking in the hot water you put both hands on the wall in front of you, giving the water better access to your body. But hearing the patter of feet behind you, was the last thing you expected. The muscles in your body tensed as your pushed off the wall you had been leaning against.

Before you could turn around to defend yourself, strong arms wrapped around you causing you to let out a sharp scream. "Happy Valentines Day, love," Dean whispered in your ear. "I didn't scare you that bad. Did I?" You could feel him smiling against your shoulder where he had been kissing. With the hair from his chin dragging across you, you let out a low moan as you swayed in his arms.

"Happy Valentines Day, to you too," looking at him from your place in front, you brought your hand up to his face so you could kiss him. This kiss wasn't like the ones that you put on him before. This was a tease.

He looked you in the eyes when you pulled away. His eyes seemed to be growing darker when his smile spread, showing all teeth. With his hands on your hips he walked you forward, letting your bare chest touch the freezing wall.He placed your hands above your head, not allowing you to move. "No ma'am! The only one teasing today, will be me!" With his hot breath down your neck and one hand holding yours, you bit down when a sharp sting left the bottom of your ass.

Calling out his name must have been the wrong response because he repeated the same action. "You don't want Cas and Sammy to hear us. Do you?" Bitting back his own moaning, he continued,"They might start to think we're leaving them out. And we don't want that. Do we?"

Playing along with his game you answered, "No, sir!" He relaxed from behind you and let his hand fall from yours. Tracing you, holding you by the waist, you let him keep you under the running water.

"Why don't we finish up here, and I'll step out to let you get dressed? The boys and I have a surprise for you in our room." You turned around to face him when the words left his lips. Bringing your arms around his neck, you pulled him down to you. The way his frame covered yours fit perfectly and you didn't want him to leave. You locked eyes with him again and drew him into you. With his tongue fighting with yours, you ran your fingers through his wet hair. As you pulled away you grinned," I'll be down as soon as I get ready."

•○●

It had been minutes since Dean left you to finish up. But stepping away from the shower was so hard after he left you there to straighten up. Stepping out, you went for the robe hanging on the hook. You just finished wrapping it around you when a small decorative bag caught your eyes.

The bag was white, with a red shaped heart in the middle of it. Topping it off with red and pink paper, there was an envelope showing through. Picking up the card that sat neatly between the red and pink paper you read, "Y/N, we hope you have an amazing morning and we can't wait to see you tonight." Just below the message, three signatures were scribbled.

You took your time pulling the contents out of the bag. Inside, sat your favorite candy, and a red bra and panty set. Sammy, you thought. He always adored you in red. Looking at the thin lingerie in your hands, you realized there was something else tucked in the bottom of the bag, wrapped in more paper. Taking it in your hands, you rid it of its cover. "A toy," you squealed. Sam had mentioned a few times he wanted to try something different, but there was no clue to this! Laying it back in the bag, you looked in the mirror. There was a nervous feeling you never had before, and you were silently freaking out.

Deciding that you had dried completely while admiring your gifts, you tugged the robe off your body. Reaching for the new bra, you slipped into it. "It's a perfect fit," you shrieked! Taking the panties out, you slid them up your thighs until they hugged around you. You took another glance in the mirror, loving the view. You ran your hands along the fabric that covered your breasts, and slid your hands down to trace the outline of your new panties.

Excitement creeping on your face, you walked out the bathroom and into the room that you and Dean had shared. While thinking about what to wear for the day, there was knock on the door. "Come in," you sang from the opened closet. Heavy foot steps stalked in and it made your head turn. "Sammy!" Sam had walked in with his arms behind him and a grin on his face.

"Hello princess," Sam smiled as he looked you up and down. "I see you got our present." Heat spread throughout you as the younger brother watched you.

"Yea, umm.. I love it!" Choosing the right words you began," I'm just having a hard time finding something to wear.." Sam cut you off with a quick kiss.

"I'm sorry for the surprise, baby. But, I was told to give you this next present." He brought his arms from behind him, and he handed you this large, white box with a yellow ribbon tied to it. Your heart fluttered when Sammy handed it over. You place the box on the bed and turned to hug him, tight.

"I'll let you get dressed," he pressed a kiss to your forehead and smacked your rear before he walked away. You looked at him one last time to see him wink at you, then he was gone.

Waltzing back to the bed, you lifted the top off the huge box. Tears were stinging around your eyes when you saw the little white dress inside. Picking it up, you hugged it into your chest. Castiel was with you at the mall when he caught you staring at the dress in the window. Playing with the lace along the ends, you twirled the card in your hands that had been on top of the dress. "Y/N, I know the dress will complement you well. Wear this tonight. I can't wait to see you," -your angel, Cas.

You had fallen deeply for your angel friend and some times flirting with him could be so hard. So it was not easy to find the right words. One night when you found yourself with him, tangled in arms and legs, you whispered 'my sweet angel' in his ear as he layed on your chest. He never forgets anything when your around, and his card suggested that clearly.

You placed the card on your night stand and picked the dress back up. Unzipping the back, you stepped in and brought it over your figure. After the dressed settled in place, you smoothed your hands down the sides.

Once last thing, you wandered back into the bathroom. Hair and makeup!

•○●

You had to admit everything the boys had done for you, did make you feel special. Your feet slapped the floor as you walked into the dining area, catching the men's attention. Castiel was the first to greet you,"Y/N, you look astonishing.." Listening close, you could hear the hesitation in his voice, like he wanted to say more. You could have taken him right there. Cas, decided to put the coat up for the day and stroll in his navy blue suit that tightened around him. His blue eyes twinkled like the rushing water in the sea, and his face had a grin that could not be stopped. He was tugging on your hands now. Leading you the rest of the way.

Stopping shortly, Sam took you away from heaven itself. "Sorry, Cas. But it's my turn to gawk at her. Baby, oh love... mm," he moaned. "Can we skip through the dinner party please?"

That last sentence caught you off guard and the pink had started to show in your cheeks again. "What party, Sam?" Searching his eyes, and his posture, he wouldn't say anything again. He wouldn't say anything because that's when Dean stepped in.

Sam stepped down and left you to his brother. Dean, the sun, the moon, and the stars. He placed his hand on your back and pulled you into his chest. With his head against yours, he brushed his nose to yours. Yes, Dean allowed you to be with Sam and Castiel, but he made sure you knew who you belonged to. Leaving his cologne on you, he brushed his lips to yours. Holding you still, he ran his hands up and down your spine before he pulled away. "One last thing, sweetheart," Dean smiled and pulled a small, but similar box out of nowhere that looked exactly like the one the dress had came in.

Taking the box from him you lifted the lid. Running your fingers along the toes,you held up these shiny red stiletto heels. "Dean, they're beautiful," your breathed out as your heart was racing.

He helped you in them like a true gentleman and turned to the guys. "I suppose you two are ready to give Y/N the best day of her life?"

•○●

Dean had never mentioned where the four of you were escaping to until you were seated in baby. You saw him give Sammy a smirk before he opened his mouth."Okay, darlin'." Dean turned to look at you, where you were placed on Castiel's hip. "We thought it would be best to grab a late lunch before we took you to our final destination," Dean chimed in. Wiggling his eyebrows at you, he massaged your knee before turning completely around and playing with the radio.

Laying your head on Cas' shoulder, you played with his fingers while he traced the edge of your dress. "You look amazing, Y/N." You lifted your head up to peck him on his cheek.

"Cas, this dress is perfect." Teasing him with your lips on the shell of his ear, you felt his hand crawl under your dress. Giving him a warning look, you trailed your eyes to Sam and Dean. But the look on his face, it read trouble. You took a chance to look at the scene below you. With every second, his fingers crawled up you until his palm ran flat across your core.

You weren't scared of Dean, but after everything Dean had done for you. Bringing Cas and Sammy into the relationship, it was best to ask before starting. You raised your eyebrows at him to tell Dean. Finally, he cleared his throat. "Dean, may I?" Catching his eye in mirror, Dean looked at his close friend.

"Baby girl," Dean called,"lay your head back and relax. Cas is going to take care of you." Watching the wicked grin on his face, Dean started paying attention to the road again.

Smiling at the angel beside you, he pulled you in closer. He never stopped touching you when he asked Dean for permission. His fingers did most of the work, driving you insane. After you started moving your hips forward, Sam turned around. Like a deer in the headlights, all you could do was stare forward, thrusting in Cas' hand.

"Dean!?" Sam's voice became deeper," I think she's going to.." his eyes searching for his brother's. You could only feel your body shaking as Cas kept up with his pace.

"Castiel," Dean's voice was demanding. "We wouldn't want to ruin that pretty dress, now?"

You've never seen Cas back down from anyone, but Dean's tone was enough to scare you. The lover beside you straightened up as he slipped his hand from you, leaving a wild feeling inside you. "No sir, we would not want that," Cas turned to wink at you. "But can we please get to the restaurant already!?"

•○●

Sam had opened the door for you when Baby stopped outside of this fancy diner. He pulled you close to him and wrapped his arm around your hips. Squeezing them slightly, he leaned down to whisper in your ear, "I can't wait to watch Cas finish what he started." The sentence alone was enough to make you slow your strides.

There were no words to follow that. You were speechless. The only thing you could do was grin from ear to ear as you reached the entrance door. By the time you made it there, Dean held the door open for the four of you to walk in.

As your waitress seated you to your booth, you couldn't help but watch how she stared at Dean. You were the only one paying attention because all the eyes were on you. The observation only made you giggle to yourself and how you owned all of them. As she walked away the only thing you could do was thank the Lord for all of them. And silently, in the deep corners of your brain, thank the devil for what was to come.

You sat near the window, enjoying the view of Baby and admiring the large diner. Twinkling lights hung above your heads, leaving the room a perfect shade for the evening. Platters were set around the table.

With Sam to your left. Dean and Cas were across from you. Dean, directly in front of you and Cas in front of Sammy. The four of you sat for the longest time talking. Then, dinner was served. The evening passed by and soon it was dark out.

As the waitress began picking up, Sam leaned over to you and kissed your cheek. "Are you having a good time pretty lady?" Searching his hazel eyes, you placed your hand on his thigh. "Are you?" You mocked. Sam's smiled showed all teeth, causing your heart to pick up.

You turned to look at Dean who had his head cocked in your direction. Leaning over to Cas, he whispered something into his ear causing the angel to smile. You had no clue what he had said, but the answer became clear when Dean started rubbing his foot along yours. "The only one teasing today, will be me!" His voice echoed from this morning. Okay Winchester, you thought to yourself. Game on.

Cas paid for the food while Dean and Sam lead you to Baby. "Sammy, you drive. Cas is riding up front with you." Dean gave a direct order. As your crew found themselves settled, Dean pulled you into his lap. He had you straddling his waist with your hands behind his head. Massaging the back of his neck, you pulled him in for a needy kiss.

His tongue fought for dominance, but lost when you started rocking your hips back and forth on him. The moan he let out was enough to make you beg. Looking into his eyes, you begged for him to let you unzip his pants. He put one hand on your chest, telling you to take a breather. "Tonight, isn't about me. It's not about Sammy. It's not about Cas. Tonight is about you," Dean whispered against your lips," Anything you want, you tell me!"

Returning the same smile playing on his lips you whispered, "Yes sir!"

•○●

Just like the snap of fingers you were back in the bunker. Looking around, you found the angel. At the most unexpected times he could actually snap his fingers and get you somewhere. Now, here you were in front of the three men. They were waiting. Waiting for your commands.

Making the first move, you walked to Cas. Slow motioning him behind you, you put his hands in the spot of your zipper on the little dress. He let his hands move slower, enjoying the view in front of him.

Stepping out of the dress, you left your heels and lingerie on. Turning to the hallway that lead to your bedroom, you started walking. Swaying your hips to no music in particular, you wanted to drive them mad. You wanted to make them work for it.

Dean was the first in the room, with Sam and Castiel on his heels. "You!" You pointed to Dean. If this night was going to be all about you, you were going to do the best damage you could. "On your hands and knees, now." Dean didn't question you at all, he obeyed to everything. "Now," with a shaky breath, "Crawl!"

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trumpetnista · 6 years

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CMW2/Trumpetnista: Shattering Expectations (163/163)

Summary from FFN: "Ideally, a Presidency lasts 8 years. Ideally, a marriage lasts 50. 8 years of a job, even the highest job in the Land is not worth 42 years of misery...";"What kind of coward was I to marry her and not wait for you to show up...why didn't I meet you sooner..."These two lines will be at the core of this Olitz fic;Rated for language & spice;7th in my 2013 SSS Project;NOW COMPLETE!

Teaser from Chapter 163: "Look, it's Bibi! Papi, it's Bibi and they've got Grampy too! They're next to each other! Look!"

"I see them, angelita (little angel). Do you know why they're here?"

"Cuz they were Presidents, too?"

"Grampy was. Bibi was his First Lady. Do you like their pictures?"

"Uh-huh...but where are Grampy's glasses? Did he lose them again?"

"No, Sophie, he didn't need them yet."

"Ohhh..."

As if on cue, Fitz came into view and Olivia cracked up at the bemused expression on his face.

"Did you lose your glasses, again?"

"...maybe."

"Did you, Mister?"

"...yes. Apparently, it's a family me-may, now."

"It's pronounced 'meme', love."

"Right...Livvie, have you seen my glasses?"

"Nope, but there's a spare pair next to the cookie jar. Look at how excited she is..."

Mm. You still okay with being married to a slightly forgetful and blind old man?"

"Always."

Disclaimer for the full story: “Honestly, it’s not mine!”

"Look, it's Bibi! Papi, it's Bibi and they've got Grampy too! They're next to each other! Look!"

"I see them, angelita (little angel). Do you know why they're here?"

"Cuz they were Presidents, too?"

"Grampy was. Bibi was his First Lady. Do you like their pictures?"

"Uh-huh...but where are Grampy's glasses? Did he lose them again?"

"No, Sophie, he didn't need them yet."

"Ohhh..."

As if on cue, Fitz came into view and Olivia cracked up at the bemused expression on his face.

"Did you lose your glasses, again?"

"...maybe."

"Did you, Mister?"

"...yes. Apparently, it's a family me-may, now."

"It's pronounced 'meme', love."

"Right...Livvie, have you seen my glasses?"

"Nope, but there's a spare pair next to the cookie jar. Look at how excited she is..."

"Mm. You still okay with being married to a slightly forgetful and blind old man?"

"Always."

After pocketing her phone, Olivia jumped onto his back and Fitz laughed, holding onto her easily.

"Giddy-up, mule."

"Mule? I am not a mule!"

"You're not?"

"No, ma'am. I'm a stallion, baby and you know it!"

"You're a sexy mule."

"A sexy mule? How does that even work? Explain that to me, wife."

"Later, husband. Giddy-up. C'mon, we're burning daylight."

"Where are we going?"

"Outside. The apples are ready to be picked and I'm hungry for them."

"Yes, ma'am."

Their Vermont estate was the best in the fall. The colors of the trees, the breeze, the harvest...it was an oasis. As the years passed, the fishbowl that surrounded them shrank significantly and they were protective of their privacy, theirs and all of their children. Gerry had grown up to go into IT, getting a job in the Capital Building. Krishna Rose was an artist, specializing in murals, and their twins, Alex and Maddie were in their second year of undergrad. Alexander was majoring in forensics, focusing on entomology and Madeline was there for accounting, along with dance.

None of them expressed an interest in going into politics and Olivia was honestly grateful.

Not to say that her children wouldn't have been excellent politicians or behind the scene players but knowing that they wouldn't be under so much stress, so much scrutiny? It was a relief. They had gotten enough of that life because of Fitz's Presidency and her continuing to work as a Fixer. All of her babies deserved to forge their own paths to success and more importantly, joy.

Gerry and Esperanza had gotten married after graduating from MIT together. Before a year passed, Sophia Grace Diaz-Grant had entered the world to much love and fanfare. "The Grant Dynasty", as the Media dubbed them was growing and still going strong. Krishna Rose and Henry had quietly gotten together their freshman year of high school and while they weren't married, they were still quite serious. Olivia guessed that one day, her oldest daughter would come home to visit with a baby bump and that was just fine with her. Henry was a good man who adored her and her oldest daughter had a good head on her shoulders, even with her free-spirited ways.

Neither of the twins had found anyone yet but it was only a matter of time.

And although, it would make her feel very, very old, Olivia would embrace it.

Being old wasn't the end of the world. It was a blessing. It meant that she was still standing.

Plus, Fitz would always be older than her so it balanced out!

"What are you giggling about, gorgeous girl?"

"Just happy."

"Good. It means that I'm doing my job."

Olivia pressed a kiss to the crown of his head and sighed. His hair was pure silver now but the waves were still luxuriously thick and soft. Fitz had gained a bit of weight over the years, as had she but he was still in excellent physical condition, strong and virile. As age set in, the need for glasses arose but that was genetic, as were hers. She really did have to find a way to help him keep up with his glasses better. As funny as it was when he lost them, he did need them for reading and seeing for long distances. Maybe Huck could create an app...

"Ooh. Stop here, please."

Olivia picked a red and juicy apple from a branch and took a big bite of it. The crispness, the sweetness...there were few things better than fresh produce that one grew themselves for a meal.

Well, besides sharing it...

Fitz's bite was just as big but slower, looking downright sensual in a primal way. Her husband was a biter. He always had been and always would be. Of course, with their children and grandchildren around, they had a lot more discretion but occasionally, there would be a curiously shaped mark on her hip or inner thigh. Given that she still liked to scratch his back and nibble his ear, it was a fair exchange.

Olivia hopped down and continued her morning walk, knowing that he would follow her. Both of them were in pajamas and robes but barefoot. Although they could and would still dress up for big events, mainly she and Fitz lived in their pajamas. They were fashionable and chic pajamas but still, pajamas. And Fitz lived barefoot. If it was raining or snowing, he'd put on a pair of loafers otherwise? It was okay. They had more than earned the right to be comfortable and at peace with their loved ones.

"I think that's my favorite sight in the world."

"What? My hips swaying in the breeze?"

"Just how happy you are...and your hips swaying in the breeze. You wouldn't mind bending over, real quick, would you?"

"You are shameless!"

"And you love me for it!"

"Against my better judgement."

"Still counts. C'mere..."

As soon as Olivia got in his reach again, he scooped her up in a hug and she kissed him with smiling lips. He tasted like mint mouthwash, ginger tea, apples, and home. He tasted like home. He smelled like home. He felt like home because that's who Fitzgerald Thomas Grant III was to her. Fitz was Olivia's home and she was happy to be his home.

They belonged together.

Forever.

"...hi."

"Hi."

FIN.

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Hey can you answer all 64 questions for me? Thanks 😘

I’d like to thank @unluckymess for indulging me, and my need to lay myself bare on the internet and talk a bunch, you’re the real MVP, an excellent friend. 😚

1. Do you ever doubt the existence of others than you? Mm yes, in a way. I like to have my bases covered so, I believe that I’m not real, and I believe that I am real but in a simulation and I can believe that I’m not real and still in a simulation and I can believe that no one is real and I can believe that only the simulation is real and I can believe that everything is real and I can believe that simulations aren’t real etc. So, sorta.

2. On a scale of 1-5, how afraid of the dark are you? 3. But I’m not afraid of the dark, I love the dark, it’s the people that misuse the dark that I pity and loathe. The dark is comforting, and natural– I love the dark.

3. The person you would never want to meet? Let’s be honest, Mr. Cheeto-Fingers #notmypresident guy is the most distateful man I’ve had the pleasure of never meeting. I’d like to keep it that way.

4. What is your favorite word? Settlement. Someone asked what my favorite word was in oh 8th grade? and my mind scrambled and said settlement and I stand by that brain scramble lol.

5. If you were a type of tree, what would you be? There’s a Celtic thing that says Hazel and there’s an astrology thing that says Pine mm however, I’d want to be a Peach tree v:

6. When you looked in the mirror this morning what was the first thing you thought? Can I brush my teeth later :“)

7. What shirt are you wearing? A pale pink tee that says “Nevermore” in antique lettering and has a Raven opening it’s beak to caw.

8. What do you label yourself as? THE Boring Princess. San THE Bore. I own my dullness, I enjoy my royal duties in the Boring kingdom.

9. Bright room or dark room? D a r k but with a pink antique garden quilt covered in flowers and blackout/ lace curtains and dark wood furniture and glass end tables and ceramic vases in olive and navy filled with dahlias and white silk flowers.

10. What were you doing at midnight last night? Reading. Messaging @barnsburntdownnow @silver9mm (I adore you ma'am)

11. Favorite age you’ve been so far? 16 was a good age, graduating high school and being District Spelling Champion has been the highlight of my life so far ;)

12. Who told you they loved you last? @unluckymess and I love you as well 😇

13. Your worst enemy? Evita Perón said Time, but I don’t want to plagiarize. I have to say, energy then?

14. What is your current desktop picture? My pup, he’s turning seven on December 11th!

15. Do you like someone? Sure I like a lot of people :) but I’m not attracted? to anyone really, since I’m abstinent until marriage and real commitment-phobic so 😅

16. The last song you listened to? The Most Peculiar Day of Your Life by the Hoosiers. (my third favorite band)

17. You can press a button that will make any one person explode. Who would you blow up? myself, probably

18. Who would you really like to just punch in the face? Also myself le mao.

19. If anyone could be your slave for a day, who would it be and what would they have to do? I’d choose Kim Jong Un and I’d have him sign over the dictatorship of North Korea over to me and get those people some gotdamn internet and H-E-Bs.

20. What is your best physical attribute? (showing said attribute is optional) my eyes are pretty expressive, I’ve been told.

21. If you were the opposite sex for one day, what would you look like and what would you do? I’d probably be really scruffy, with curly hair, tortoiseshell glasses, and be real sweet. I’d go to several bookstores, chew on my pen cap, mope about looking artsy, I’d cry a lot, and probably blog about toxic masculinity. I’d try out the whole masturbation as a guy thing and also the whole prostate thing, and then get drunk at a bar.

22. Do you have a secret talent? If yes, what is it? Nope. Everyone knows everything about me at this point le mao.

23. What is one unique thing you’re afraid of? Getting exactly what I want? Is that unique? Mm dying and the headstone people misspelling my name so my gravesite/cremation urn says Sam Hernandez. Ugh.

24. You can only have one kind of sandwich. Every sandwich ingredient known to humankind is at your disposal. !!! My go-to, is whole grain bread, egg white, spinach, mozzarella, parmesan, green bell pepper, tomato, cucumber, mushroom, and ground black pepper.

25. You just found $100! How are you going to spend it? I’m going to give it to my mum, so she can gas up her car ^^

26. You just got a free plane ticket to anywhere in the world, but you have to leave immediately. Where are you going to go? Australia, to get bitten by the elusive taipan

27. An angel appears out of Heaven and offers you a lifetime supply of the alcoholic beverage of your choice. “Be brand-specific” it says. Man! What are you gonna say about that? Even if you don’t drink booze there’s something you can figure out… so what’s it gonna be? PINA COLADAS. um rum? Uhhhhhhhhhhh premixed Pina coladas???

28. You discover a beautiful island upon which you may build your own society. You make the rules. What is the first rule you put into place? Always be humble and kind.

29. What is your favorite expletive? Bless Your Heart

30. Your house is on fire, holy shit! You have just enough time to run in there and grab ONE inanimate object. Don’t worry, your loved ones and pets have already made it out safely. So what’s the one thing you’re going to save from that blazing inferno? The smiley face zipper case I keep my photograph print outs in.

31. You can erase any horrible experience from your past. What will it be? Mmm I feel like saying my birth is a bit too gallows, so I’m going to say, agreeing to marry my ex-fiancé.

32. You got kicked out of the country for being a time-traveling heathen who sleeps with celebrities and has super-powers. But check out this cool shit… you can move to anywhere else in the world! Tibet?

33. The Celestial Gates Of Beyond have opened, much to your surprise because you didn’t think such a thing existed. Death appears. As it turns out, Death is actually a pretty cool entity, and happens to be in a fantastic mood. Death offers to return the friend/family-member/person/etc. of your choice to the living world. Who will you bring back? I’m going to ask for a business card à la Fairy Godmother (Shrek 2), be proactive, because when my mother passes, I can bring her back. I told her that she has to outlive me and I meant that.

34. What was your last dream about? Falling

35. Are you a good….[insert anything you’d like here]? My buddy, I’ve never been good at anything in my life. I’m an excellent speller, a reading prodigy, and average in every other aspect.

36. Have you ever been admitted to the hospital? Yes, thrice during manic episodes. Twice for when a dog bit me.

37. Have you ever built a snowman? Nope. I have yet to see snow

38. What is the color of your socks? I’m not wearing socks but I only like grey socks and beige liners

39. What type of music do you like? Alternative/Country/UK Pop/Rock

40. Do you prefer sunrises or sunsets? Sunsets, please and thank you.

41. What is your favorite milkshake flavor? Coconut cream pie, from Sonic (after dark)

42. What football team do you support? (I will answer in terms of American football as well as soccer) TEXAS. T E X A S

43. Do you have any scars? Oh yeah, plenty ^^ on my face, my arms, my foot. I’m kind of clumsy and I don’t mind scars so I never applied the vitamin E.

44. What do you want to be when you graduate? A graduate lol all joking aside, a librarian? A kept girl? A strong, independent bookworm? Something alright.

45. If you could change one thing about yourself, what would it be? I’d like to have been born in the 33rd century. (mm if not possible, then I would like to be indestructible) (if not feasible, then I guess I’d like to have perfect night vision)

46. Are you reliable? No

47. If you could ask your future self one question, what would it be? “What is the most profound thing we have said thus far?”

48. Do you hold grudges? Nope

49. If you could breed two animals together to defy the laws of nature, what new animal would you create? A dragon (uh a scary bone eating bird with a nice, sweet snake)

50. What is the most unusual conversation you’ve ever had? The first time I discussed anything with my conscience? Mm really, any conversation I’ve had with myself has gotten pretty unusual.

51. Are you a good liar? HA maybe over text but irl I begin to giggle and avert my eyes and it’s awful no one let’s me get away with anything

52. How long could you go without talking? I went a whole day once for the GLSEN Day of Silence in April 2012. Maybe I could go longer? Mm I’d like to be mute. That would be interesting.

53. What has been you worst haircut/style? They’ve all been great, particularly the ones I cut by myself from 2008-2012 I don’t know what you are trying to imply c:

54. Have you ever baked your own cake? Is this a euphemism?

55. Can you do any accents other than your own? Sort of an English accent, and sort of an Australian accent. Oh but I have a natural accent when speaking Spanish and a Texas accent pops up with some words in English.

56. What do you like on your toast? Fr e sh avo cado (free Sha vacadoo) obviously (if unavailable, I’ll take honey, cinnamon, butter, sugar, beans, eggs, strawberry jam, peach preserves etc.)

57. What is the last thing you drew a picture of? A lady, for @silver9mm@barnsburntdownnow for LETTER #6

58. What would be you dream car? An Aston Martin is what I liked in 2008—actually my dream car would be an indestructible flying bathosphere that could also teleport and drive itself. I’m waiting, 2020.

59. Do you sing in the shower? Or do anything unusual in the shower? Explain. I do sing, mm well ahem, I don’t like showers I like baths. Sometimes I’ll turn off the lights and bathe in the dark, when I’m feeling overwhelmed or hopeless or I just don’t know who I’m fooling etc. Sometimes I’ll play music and place my phone facedown on the tub, let my head sink beneath the water, and the sound vibrates/echoes throughout and it is so settling. Ahem, sometimes bathing is my me time, where I’ll let my mind wander to something racy, and with the steam fogging up my mind I’ll get helplessly turned on, and just lounge in the hot water fluttering my inner muscles until I either orgasm or cry lol.

60. Do you believe in aliens? Yes. But do aliens believe in me? Lol.

61. Do you often read your horoscope? No but I do like those moodboards/aesthetics/text posts concerning my signs 😇

62. What is your favorite letter of the alphabet? R in middle school, X in high school and now, probably S.

63. Which is cooler: dinosaurs or dragons? Dinosaurs are neat but I’m a Dragon! kinda gal.

64. What do you think about babies? Cute and scary and gross and wonderful and delicate and perfect and miniature and I want none and ten

65. Freebie! Ask anything interesting you can think of. Message me 👻 I’ll answer anything y'all.

If y'all would like to send me any other asks (anonymous or public) I tag them as Ask Thing and I’ll answer literally everything. Thanks y'all!

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