Dawn woke up alone. She sat up worried and rushed down the stairs.
Buffy was cooking and Dean was sitting at the island.
"Where's Sam?" Dawn asked.
"Isn't he upstairs with you?" Dean asked.
"Dawn this isn't funny" Buffy said turning around.
"It's not a joke, I don't know where Sam is" she whispered.
"Lets split up and look for him" Buffy said putting the food on a plate.
"I'll go to the stores, Dean you go to the bars and Dawn stay here in case he comes back"
"Buf-"
"No!" Buffy said and walked outside, Dean following her.
They split up and Buffy walked into the closest store. She walked up to the cashier.
"Have you seen a man about yay high?" She asked gesturing with her hands.
"Brown hair, brown eyes, answers to the name Sam?"
"No sorry ma'am" she said and gave a small smile. Buffy walked out and onto the next store.
•••••••
Dean walked into the bar him and Sam used to go to when they first moved here.
He walked to the bartender.
"Have you seen a large guy with brown hair?" Dean asked leaning on the table. She points to Sam sitting alone about five seats down.
"Sammy" Dean smacked him on the back and sat down beside him.
"My names Sam" he mumbled.
"Well Sam, what's wrong?"
"I feel like everything's moving to fast" he said in a rush.
"It is, but that's not what's wrong" Dean said waving the bartender over.
"I'll just take a Pepsi" Dean said.
"No alcohol?" Sam asked staring at Dean.
"Not until you tell me what's wrong" he said and snatched Sams drink from him.
"Fine. I-I just- why?"
"Why what?" Dean said taking his Pepsi.
"Why'd you leave?"
"I-"
"No. Why'd you leave and then come back for Buffy? Am I not enough?"
"Sammy, I just needed a little time alone"
"Whatever, Dean" Sam said getting up, making Dean follow him.
"Listen to me Sam. Everyone around me dies. I didn't want that to happen to her or you. I think I love her Sam and she died. What was I suppose to do? I can't be strong all the time, I try and I try but sometimes everything just falls apart and I can't glue the pieces back together. So if you want to be pissed because I couldn't babysit you for a while that's fine, just don't throw yourself a pity fest" Dean said walking out.
He walked to the impala, started it, and peeled out of the parking lot. He drove around searching for Buffy.
"Hey!" He shouted from the car making Buffy snap her head towards him, she smiles and walks toward the car.
"Do you need a ride, lady?" He says joking.
"Well, thank you kind sir" Buffy says opening the passenger side door.
"Did you find Sam?" Dean frowns.
"Yeah" he says and Buffy decides not to pry.
Dean drives not looking at Buffy. She steals glances at him and sees tears welling up in his eyes. She puts her hand on his knee and moves her thumb to comfort him.
He closes his eyes for a second and a tear runs down his face, but neither of them say anything.
They get out and Dean holds Buffy's hand and they walk inside.
"Dawn, Willow, Tara?" Buffy yells up the stairs. No one answers so Buffy walks to Dawns room.
She sees a paper on Dawns bed and walks to pick it up.
'Sam came back, going to eat' Buffy read.
"They're all gone" Buffy says while Dean stands in the hallway.
"Can I take a shower?" Dean asks.
"Of course, you didn't have to ask" Buffy says and stares at Dean.
"Are you okay?" She asks after a while.
"I'm alright, you know, who's really ever okay?" He says giving her a sad smile.
Buffy stands and walks the couple of steps to Dean. She stands on her tiptoes and kisses him softly.
"Buffy" he whispers and moves his hand to the small of her back. She pulls him into her room, not breaking their kiss. She lies down pulling him too.
He holds himself up above her and she slides off his jacket.
"Are you sure, Buff?" He says quietly.
"Never been more sure" she says and smiles then kissing him again. He takes off his shirt, still holding himself over her. He pulls off her shirt and unhooks her bra.
She pulls off her pants and pushes him on his back getting on top of him. She tugs off his pants and he kisses her neck.
Buffy tugs at him wanting more. She pulls off her underwear and tosses it to the ground.
"Dean Winchester" she whispers against his skin.
He groans and rubs her legs. She moves her fingers into his short hair. They switch positions and Dean moves against her roughly. She groans loudly and twists her legs with his.
"I love you, Buffy" Dean blurts out.
