DREAMS || DEAN WINCHESTER

Part Fourteen

slight smut warning

Abby lit the book on fire. She watched the book burn into flames as Dean stood next to her. As the book faded in the flames, Abby was closing her eyes, hoping that she'll be her old self. She opened her eyes, she was still the same, she wasn't the old Abby anymore, she was too late.

She took a deep breath in and walked back to the Impala, Dean followed her back and got into the driver's seat. Abby sat in the passenger's, she didn't say anything, Dean got the memo and drove away from the book.

While driving back to the motel, Abby sat in silent, she didn't say a word, she couldn't say a word without crying. Dean drove to the motel's parking lot and parked then stopped the car.

Dean got out to unlock the door, Abby followed behind him. He opened the door to the room then let Abby in first, he went back to lock his car, then came back to the room. Dean shut the door behind him and locked it, then he walked to Abby who was sitting on the couch.

He sat right next to her, Abby immediately rested her head on his shoulder. "Are you okay?" Dean asked. Abby lifted her head up and rubbed her eyes, "Yeah, I'm fine, actually, I'm great!" "Abby, you can talk to me" "No, trust me, I'm okay Dean, just tired. It's been a really long day, I'm gonna go to bed" Abby gets up and walked to the bed and laid down in the sheets.

Dean stayed up and watched television. After a few minutes, he got tired and walked to the bed. He got into bed and wrapped his arms around Abby, he fell asleep instantly.

It was 6 AM, Dean woke up and saw that Abby wasn't in bed, "Abby?" No answer, he gets up from bed looking everywhere, "Abby?!" Still no answer. He walked past the bathroom and heard water coming from the room.

He knocked loudly, "Yeah?" Abby yelled "Nothing babe, just making sure you're here" Dean yelled back "Oh okay, by the way, I did go out and grabbed breakfast, it's on the counter!"

Dean was eating his breakfast and he turned his head as he heard the bathroom door open. Abby walked out with a towel wrapped around her, she was drying her hair with the other one. She put the towel in a laundry basket and walked to the table and sat down next to Dean.

"Thanks for getting breakfast" Dean said with his mouth full "Oh yeah, don't mention it" she said as she drank her coffee. Dean was very happy eating, so he was obviously distracted, Abby got up and walked to her bag that she left on Sam's bed.

While she was picking out her clothes, she felt hands wrap around her waist. She smiled and looked at Dean, who was already smiling at her "Dean" "Yes?" "Can I please get dressed?" "Why?" He whined "Because I promised Sam that I'll pick him up?" "Ugh, fine" Dean unwrapped his arms and walked away.

As soon as Abby's towel was on the floor, Dean grabbed her waist again and flopped her on their bed. She was so shocked of how fast she was on the bed. Dean crawled on top of her and started to kiss her neck, making her moan softly.

Her hands gently pulled his hair, "Dean... We have to... get Sam..." she said while whimpering "He can wait" Dean said against her neck. Her legs straddled his hips, causing Dean to get the memo. He smiled against her neck and leaned forward, then he starting kissing her.

He took off his flannel instantly, leaving his torso exposed over top of Abby. Abby flipped them over so Dean was on the bottom. While they were kissing, Dean's phone started ringing, they both stopped and looked at the phone.

When Dean looked at the caller it said 'Sam.' He rolled his eyes and picked it up. Abby tried to get off of him but he held her waist with his other arm to make her stay. He finally hung up the phone, but he was pretty angry.