Love and War.

LnW: #6 D & D

Sébastien knew of her past, the fact that she lost her parents at a young age, but not how she lost them.

Dean was all about telling his friend the truth, of how they covered up Haven's parents death as an accident, but he knew his friend too well. He knew Sébastien would drop his whole life to find the ones responsible for their death.

Dean was a loyal friend, but also a faithful detective. He had to keep his work private for different matters he knew Sébastien wouldn't understand. Not when he came to the woman he was smitten with.

As he walked into his home, he knew he had to tell Sébastien one day, but that day was not today.

All Dean wanted was to go home, take a relaxing shower and sleep, but that's not how it went down. The moment he stepped foot over the thrashold he wished he had stayed at work.

There she stood, barely in any clothes, walking around like she owned the place.

Sometimes he really did wish he killed this woman when he had the chance. She annoyed the living crap out of him and nothing would bring him greater pleasure than killing her with his bare hands.

"Why are you in my house, Domanic?" he asked as he laid his head against the door.

"I thought I'd surprise you, like old times." she purred.

She was like a hungry mountain lion always on the look out for her next prey. Sometimes he would really enjoy ringing her neck.

"Well if you planned on giving me Nightmares for a week, you succeed. Now leave before I taze your ass." he warned.

"Oh, so fiesty, you know I alway liked it rough." Dean stared at the crazy bitch in front of him, debating whether or not to throw a shoe at her head.

"For fucks sakes, Domanic, it's over. It has been for the past three months."

"But it still went on for three years. Can't we just pick up where we left off?"

That's right, he dates this maniac for three years. Worst three years of his life.

"I think not, your ass was grass the moment you walked out on me. Now I suggest you do the same and this time never come back."

Dean marched past her and into the kitchen where he poured himself a glass of scotch.

"You know you still want me." The bitch wasn't just crazy, she was a Stalker too.

"Hold on to that dream. I think I'll have better luck dating a donkey's ass than yours." he downed the liquor and loosened his tie. "Just leave, Domanic, I know you're not really here for me, you just really want attention and I don't have the time or energy to give it to you, so just go."

"Can I atleast stay the night, seriously it's dark outside plus way past midnight? You know how I get in the dark." she asked with a hopeful glint in her eyes.

"Whatever, just pick a room and don't come near mine." she smiled and nodded her head like a little girl in a candy shop. "Just put some damn clothes on too." he shouted as she walked up the stairs.

Dean wasn't married yet, but he hoped he would find the woman of his dreams one day and make her entirely his. With a last sigh, he made his was up the stairs to his room.

He took a long relaxing bath as he always did after a long day of hard work.

Just as he was about to climb into bed, his phone buzzed. He picked up the phone and glared at the caller ID before swiping across the screen.

"Sébastien Hearts, if this is nothing business related, I swear you're gonna regret calling me at this hour." he rubbed his temple in anxiety.

"Oh, hush up grandma. This is business related. You're joining me for dinning tomorrow night with Haven." He could practically hear Sébastien smirk on the other line.

"And why would I do that?" he asked.

"Because as my friend I want you there and there's gonna be carrot cake, and also because I don't wanna make a fool of myself."

Sébastien knew Dean was a sucker for carrot cake and would literally do anything for a huge slice. Dean loves his friend but sometimes the billionaire could be a bit much.

"Fine, but I'm only going for the carrot cake." he warned.

With a smile in his voice Sébastien replied, "I wouldn't have it any other way, Dear Dean." Sébastien smirked as Dean groaned through the phone because of the nickname.

"Kissy, Kissy darling, sleep tight." Sébastien teased.

"I really do feel like choking you through the phone right now."

"Love you too, Dean." Sébastien could be a cocky bastard if he wanted to, but one thing Dean knew, his best friend was never a dick.

"Whatever, Seb." Dean said smiling.

He ended the call and slipped under the covers, finally peace and quiet.

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There's another chapter guys, I know it's short as foock but I haven't updated in a long long time and that's all I could manage but I promise the next chapter will be much more enjoyable.

Oh, fun fact, Dominic is a little over 22.

Adios Amigos.

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