History Repeating

Honesty and Some Pie

ELENA

My eyes began to open slowly. At first, I was unaware of my surroundings. Now, I knew exactly where I was. I slowly started to recognize things from a certain person's dorm room. I saw the plaid shirts hanging up in the closets. In the corner of the room, I saw a book shelf with lots of books lined up in alphabetical order. I knew where I was, but I didn't know how I got here.

Immediately, I got up fast and regretted my decision. My head started to pound and things became blurry. I could feel my head beginning to throb. My eyes closed in pain, and I rubbed my temples with my fingers.

"Whoah, easy there," I heard a deep voice say.

My eyes regained focus, and I stared at the figure in front on me. It was one of the last people I'd ever expect sitting in front of me. I stared at him with a puzzled look on my face.

"Dean?"

"How you feeling?" He asked with a concerned look in his eyes.

"I'm fine. What happened?" I asked him.

"Someone put something in the punch, if you know what I mean," he winked at me. Memories from last night hit me like a truck.

"Don't take this the wrong way, but why are you here?" I asked him.

"Sammy went to go get some coffee. Poor thing hasn't left your side all night," Dean sighed.

"He hasn't?" Dean nodded.

"He really likes you Elena," Dean stated.

"No Dean. He liked me. Past tense," I rubbed my temples some more which were now easing up.

"Alright this is ridiculous. I swear, you guys are acting like you're in high school! Pun intended by the way! If you both would come clean about how you felt then there wouldn't be this stupid drama you've got going on here!" He yelled.

I stared at him in disbelief.

"Now will you please tell him how you feel? I'm tired of having to deal with him moping around everywhere!"

"Dean, I can't do that to you! You're my ex. That's weird and...." I started before Dean interrupted me.

"It's not weird Elena!" He paused. "Okay, maybe it's a little weird, but don't let me come between your guys' happiness! I'm more than fine Elena! Just tell Sam how you feel because I have better things to do than listen to him complain and mope. I swear, this guy has no game." He shook his head in disappointment.

The door slammed behind him, and Sam walked in with three cups of coffee.

"You're awake," Sam stated.

I nodded in response. Dean sensed the awkwardness between us three.

"Well I'm going to go anywhere but here," Dean said as he got up and left.

Sam walked over to me and handed me some coffee.

"Thanks," I said quietly.

He grabbed a seat on the bed making himself comfortable. I could see the concerned look in his eyes as he gave me his puppy dog face.

"How you feeling?" He asked me.

"I'm fine," I said. "Thank you Sam."

"Yeah, it was no problem," he replied.

"No. Thank you for last night. If it wasn't for you I don't know where I'd be right now," I said to him.

"It's really no big deal," Sam told me.

"But it is," I grabbed his hand. I felt his hand quiver. He looked at me nervously but with sadness in his eyes.

"Elena," he started. I was not in the mood for this ridiculous conversation again. Dean was right. We were both acting like a bunch of teenagers. Maybe this relationship is irrational and dangerous, but love conquers all. I stared at Sam in the eyes and waited for him to look up into mine.

"No," I interrupted. "Let me just say something real fast. Don't interrupt.... I love you Sam Winchester. I've always loved you. It shouldn't matter that I had a past with your brother because I want to have a future with you! You're all I've been able to think about. My heart aches because I want you so badly. I don't care about the risks! I don't care about my parents finding out. All I care about is being with you. Sam, I love you so much," I told him. There was silence. I sat there waiting for him to respond.

He stared at me in pure shock. At this point, I wasn't sure what was going on. All of I sudden, I could slowly see a smile start to form on his lips.

"Elena," he started. "You've been on my mind since the first time I saw you in the library."

I blushed and looked down. He grabbed my chin and lifted it up. Then he moved closer and put his lips on mine gently. He pulled away and looked at me.

"I love you so much," he sighed.

We both sat there staring at each other in pure quiet. The sun was shining on his beautiful face. It highlighted all of the features on him. I could see his true beauty.

"So what now?" I asked Sam.

"Now," he paused looking at me. "Now, I'm going to kiss you some more."

Sam grabbed my waist and pulled himself closer. He positioned himself so that he wasn't laying directly on top of me, but he had full control over my movements. I felt his hand pushing against my back lifting me slightly off of the bed. He kissed my neck leaving tiny bruises and continued down to my stomach. There, he ripped open my dress and ran his tongue down my stomach.

He nearly tore my dress to shreds as he took it off of my body. I was now exposed in just my undergarments. I congratulated myself, in my head, for wearing my cutest bra.

He took off his shirt and pressed his warm body against mine. I could feel the tension between us rising. I wanted him. I needed him. I...

"Son of a bitch!" Dean yelled as he closed his eyes.

Sam looked up and saw his embarrassed brother shielding his eyes with a pie. He covered my body with a blanket on the bed and started putting his shirt on.

"Hey Dean, ever hear of knocking?" Sam asked sarcastically.

"Hey Sam, ever hear of waiting till the second date? I go out for pie for like ten minutes, and I come back to you guys going at it like bunnies! I mean, I don't care, but a simple text would have been nice, or like a sock on the door or something." Dean kept his eyes closed. "Elena, can you get dressed already? I want to eat my pie."

"Uhmm yeah sorry Dean," I started. "Sam, can I borrow a shirt?" I asked embarrassingly.

"Why do you need a shirt? You have a dress," Dean stated.

I started laughing nervously.

"Not anymore," I said as I grabbed the shirt from Sam. "This thing is a dress on me."

He laughed and started tugging at it. 

"All I want to do is take it off right now," he said deeply.

"Come on guys! I want my pie!" Dean whined.

I laughed and kissed Sam gently.

"We'll continue this later," I told him. 

"Oh yes we will," Sam said.

"Just let me know when, so I can avoid being on earth," Dean said in the back.

I laughed and sat on the bed next to Sam. He wrapped his arm around me and pulled me closer. I could get used to this.