Warping to Destiny - A Supernatural FanFiction

Chapter 32 - Brainstorming

"Yes," I said. Well, except for the demon blood. I don't remember that being mentioned."

"Well then, whoever wrote the story still had to know about us from the start. Maybe they just tried to change the story for some reason."

"You know what?" I asked. "We need to know more about the creation of the whole Supernatural idea."

"More research at home," said Maggie.

"Definitely," I said. "That's a plan for tomorrow. That is, If you guys can survive without us," I said playfully.

"It won't be easy," said Sam, "But we'll manage somehow," and winked at me. Dean smiled and winked at Maggie.

But then he said, "Still, having two people involved is even less likely than just one."

"Not really," said Sam. "It actually makes more sense, because it splits the motives. It seems irrational to think that one person could have a reason to want us real on one world and fictional on another. But," and he paused to look at each of us, "what if there were one person who wanted us real, and a second one who knew all about that and thought it would make a good story?"

We all looked at each other several times thinking about that. "Wow, that actually does make some sense," I said. "And if that's really the case, we wouldn't have to be all that concerned about the second one. I mean it's already easier knowing that us coming here wasn't also done by the same person."

"Maybe that second one could shed some light on the first one," said Dean.

"Well it's a working theory," I said. "We definitely have to do research at home tomorrow."

"Sounds good," said Dean. Then he smiled at Maggie and said, "But now it's time for some real fun," and he took Maggie's hand and led her from the room.

"That sounds like the best idea yet," said Sam. "Katie, my love, will you join me?" I smiled as he took my hand and led me out of the room. My tummy turned over several times as I thought about what we would soon be doing.

Maggie's POV

When we got to Dean's room, he grabbed me and kissed me hard. I put my hands on his ribs and unthinkingly scratched him with my fingers. All of a sudden he pulled away and started laughing. "Oh my God," I laughed, "Are you ticklish?"

He said, "No," and started backing away as I started for him. He was holding his hands out to ward me off. We were both laughing. I said, "Oh, you are in so much trouble now," as we began circling each other.

"Oh, I don't think so," he said, and pounced on me, grabbing me around the waist and throwing me on the bed. Then we both started tickling each other and laughing, rolling around the bed, until we were just about out of breath.

"Truce," I called, panting, "truce!" We both fell back on the bed laughing and panting, trying to catch our breath again. Then he rolled over and started kissing me, and it was really cool, because that's all we did for a really long time. We just kissed and held each other, and touched each other's faces tenderly, sweetly. It was a new experience for me, and wow was I loving it.

We were just laying in each other's arms when I said "Dean, I really have to tell you something. And I hope it won't change anything between us."

He held me a bit tighter and said, "Lay it on me, baby."

I took a deep breath for courage, let it out slowly and said, "I'm pretty sure I've fallen in love with you."

He said, "Hm." Then he was quiet for while as I help my breath waiting for a response. Then he made his 'I'm considering that' face and said "Okay, I can live with that."

"You can live with that?" I asked.

"Yeah, I can live with that." he said and once again hugged me tighter for a moment. After all, according to Cas we ARE soul mates."

"So you accept that too?"

"Sure, I like that. My soul mate. I can dig that."

"Okay," I said, dragging out the word a little. "So you can accept me being your soul mate, but you can't love me?"

"Um, yeah, that's right. You can be my soul mate. But no, I can't love you. I mean, I don't...love you."

"Okay," I said, dragging the word out even longer this time. "I get it," I said smiling to myself.

"Good, glad that's cleared up," he said, and started up the kissing again. Yeah, I loved this man with all my heart and soul. God only knew why he loved me, but I knew he did, as much he tried to hide it, maybe even from himself. I think that was probably even one of the reasons I did love him.

Katie's POV

We got to Sam's room and he pulled me into his arms and kissed me. Then he poured us some wine, and talked about nothing important while we drank it. When we finished our wine he said, "Let's take a shower."

Now I have to say that I've had shower sex before but never like this. First of all, he insisted on bathing me, and I mean every inch of me. Then, because he is so much taller than I am, he had to lift me up, and I wrapped my arms around his neck and my legs around his hips and just hung on. And I loved it, every minute of it.

When we were finished in the shower, he totally amazed me once again by grabbing a towel and drying me off. He said, "Stay right here," as he dried himself off and wrapped the towel around himself. He reached into the cabinet and got out a bottle of after bath oil, and began rubbing me down with it. I really had to wonder why on earth he had a bottle of feminine bath oil in his bathroom cabinet, but I wasn't about to ask.

He put the bottle away and reached around the outside of the bathroom door and brought out a silky oyster-pearl colored nightie. Now I was really puzzled. "Where…?" I began, but he put his finger to his lips and shushed me. He slipped the nightgown on me, and picked me up and carried me to the bed. The covers were already turned down, and he laid me in the bed and tucked me in.

Then he took off his towel, put on a pair of shorts, turned out the light and slipped into bed next to me. He pulled me close and kissed me and said "I just want to hold you and feel you near me. You make me feel so good," he said.

I certainly couldn't argue with that as I curled up in his arms and suddenly realized I was actually very sleepy. I don't think it was very long before I fell asleep, totally happy and at peace with the world.