It's Been A Long Time... [Desperate Measures Sequel]

FortySeven.

I found myself sitting in the waiting room of the police station, my hands were clammy and my nerves were shot after giving my statement. I knew it was something I needed to do, if I didn't it would play on my mind until I did. 

It was hard to tell her things, as I knew I had been knocked out with whatever drug was in my system at the time. I knew there was not too much in the way of actual evidence, just the mess I was found in first thing in the morning as few days later. 

 I didn't have too much to go on but I handed over all the details of everything I knew about that evening. Detective Joyce showed me footage of myself in the club at the bar with the man, I remembered all the words he said to me, I remembered how I felt at that moment. I was more distraught that Dean and myself hadn't been able to communicate properly at that moment in time.

"Miss Bennett," Joyce came over to me and sat next to me, in her hands was a large folder, "We'll be in touch, you'll receive a letter from the courts." She opened the folder and showed me the first page, "Could you confirm that these are your contact details?"

My eyes scanned over the page, it was my brother's home address on the paper since I didn't actually have my own place. I didn't really want it to be sent to Dean's house even if I was moving in with him. It's not that I wanted to keep it a secret, I just didn't want to talk about it with anyone. I knew that my brother would not be coming back home for a while giving me free rein of his place whilst he was still in England. 

I nodded my head, "All correct." 

She closed the file before she smiled at me. "We have a strong case," she assured me as she placed a hand on my shoulder. "Please make sure you bring someone for support if you can, when you go to court it's going to be a hard day."

"I will," I lied. I knew that I was going to be going on my own. There was no way I wanted anyone in my life to hear everything. I didn't need their pity, it was bad enough people already knew what they knew about me. 

She gave me a sad smile, "Stay safe until then and I'll see you in court."

Getting to my feet I shook her hand, "Thank you so much for everything."

She nodded, "You are such a brave girl you know?"

Returning home to Dean, I found myself wanting to just forget about everything. "How did it go?" He asked me as I entered the kitchen, he was preparing dinner for the evening. 

I smiled, "Okay." I sat on the side and looked over at him. 

He looked up from the food in front of him and tried to read my expression. "You can talk to me, you know?" His voice soft and sweet as he tried to work out what I was thinking. 

"I know," I assured him with a slight smile. I scrunched my shoulders close to my neck before letting them fall again. "There's not much to tell," I told him, I could have told him about the court case but then he would want to be there. I couldn't deal with that, I couldn't deal with him hearing how messed up I was that night. I didn't want him to blame himself if he heard I only went into the bar because I was upset over our shared phone call. I couldn't put him through that, not now. 

"You will tell me if there's anything though?"

Nodding I looked down at my hands before I looked back at him, "When are you going back to work?" I asked out of sheer loneliness, once he returned I would be here alone. 

"Roman is picking me up tomorrow," he informed me before he continued with the dinner. 

I nodded again to myself this time, "I'm going to go to my brother's whilst you're gone." 

His head whipped up quickly this time, "You don't have to, you can stay here. This is your home too if you want it to be." He's the fucking cutest and he doesn't even realise it.

Jumping down from the side I walked over to him and kissed him on the cheek, "Of course I want that." I smiled, "I just have to go and get a few things from his place. I need to check on the place and stuff." I leaned my head on his shoulder before he kissed my head then went back to the duck in front of him that he was preparing. "Besides I don't really want to be here, alone." 

"You can come on the road with me if you like," he nudged me playfully. "I'd quite like to have you in my hotel room every night."

I smirked at him before laughing, "Well Mr Ambrose, as delightful as that sounds I am going to have to turn down your offer." Oh, I didn't want to turn down his offer, I wanted to spend as much time with him as possible, I wanted every moment we spent together to just be perfect. 

Dean raised an eyebrow, "Is that so? And what do you plan to do whilst I am off travelling and working?" He wiped his hands on a tea towel and put his hands around my waist from behind and kissed my neck playfully. 

I shuddered under his touch, every time he touched me it felt so perfect. "Getting a job sounds like something I should definitely be doing." I smiled as I thought about all the things I could try and do now that I didn't have to be on the road all the time. Anything was possible if I put my mind to it. 

He whipped me around so we were face to face before he kissed my nose before kissing my lips, "You are so perfect."

I couldn't help but blush as I wrapped my arms around his neck and tiptoed up, "I love you." I told him as I looked into his beautiful eyes. 

His hands laid on my hips, his lips met mine, just slightly before he spoke against my lips, "I love you too."