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ericaand · 9 months

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Inevitable

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Word Count: 970

Warnings: None.

Something startled me from a deep sleep, and a pleasant dream. I jumped, but soon realized it was only my alarm.

Seven already?

I flopped my sleepy hand over to the nightstand, sweeping the smooth surface to find my phone. Swiping the cancel button vigorously to dismiss the sound. I've got to change that to something less intrusive.

Rolling over on my right, I was greeted with the warmth of the bright sun shining through my bedroom window. As per usual, the city was bustling. Dog walkers struggling to keep their footing, busy men and women swiftly waltzing to get to their destinations. And, my favorite, some basking in the sun on their small decks, drinking coffee (or maybe vodka), and allowing themselves to be unapologetically them before putting on a "life's perfect" face to fool the world.

Swinging my legs off the edge of the bed I anticipated my feet sinking into the luxuriously fuzzy rug that I'd spent entirely too much money on. It was a simple pleasure that I wasn't willing to give up. I plugged my phone in and went about my morning routine. Even though there's nothing like warm coffee in the morning, there was simply no time for that today. And makeup, hah, mascara will have to do. Its not like I'm trying to impress anyone anyway.

Setting the alarm beside my front door and swinging my purse over my shoulder, I was off. The hall was brightly lit, but dull and unimaginative in my apartment building. While riding the elevator down to the ground floor, I scrolled passed high school friends' posts on Facebook. Most, getting married, having children, buying houses - all of which I'd not done. Psh, did you really need a fifth child, Amy? You could say that I'm a little jealous, not necessarily because all those things would make me happy. But I fear I wont get to experience any of those, all they bring is pain and chaos in the end.

"Bye Martin, hope you had an easy night", waiving in the doorman's direction.

The clicking of my heels against the sidewalk made me thank myself, once again, for getting an apartment close to my office. I stopped at my favorite coffee shop on the way and was instantly elevated by the aroma drifting out the door.

"Hey! Haven't seen you in a few days, your usual?"

"Yes, please" I groaned, handing her a ten dollar bill.

Once finished, I grabbed the paper cup and small bag before slipping a dollar into the tip jar. After arriving at the office building, I hit the '3' button on the elevator as I fumble with my keys. The halls of the office building were serene and decorated with paintings and photos of nature, as soft music played throughout. As I walked to the door of my office, I was pleasantly surprised that the janitor had finally put my name on my door. I'd only been in this office for a month, but had been waiting years to see this.

ELYSE INGRAM

Marriage and Family Therapist

The butterflies in my stomach told me that I'd finally made it. After too many years of schooling and interning, I was finally here. Luckily, I'd already made a name for myself here in Austin and even had a waiting list of couples. I peered out the window that allowed just enough of the city to be seen, and allowed myself to basque the accomplishment for a brief moment.

Tearing bits from the croissant I'd bought and sipping coffee, I began to plan and organize my day around which clients were being seen. A loud ring broke my concentration, as I answered the phone.

"Hello, Elyse speaking".

"Hi, I was wondering if my wife and I could get an appointment today, its urgent." a husky, low voice said on the other end.

"Um, let me see." Flipping to today's date in my planner. "I don't have many options today, unless you and your wife would like to come in at 4:30?"

"Yeah, we can do that. As long as its today. I don't -" He let out a small sniffle. "I don't know what else to do."

"Ok. And your names are?"

"I'd prefer if we exchanged that information in person. See you at 4:30." With that, he'd hung up, and the only thing left for me to hear was a dial tone on the other end.

I've experienced some pretty bizarre encounters in my line of work, don't get me wrong; but this was weird. I would usually put someone on the waiting list instead of squeezing them in. But this was different. This man actually sounded like he cared, which is rarely what I saw lately. Usually its just people who were court ordered to come to therapy, or those who come to therapy to say they were here, but never really engage. This should be interesting.

I shuffled through my day as quickly as possible, mostly because I was so curious about my unidentified appointment at the end of the day. It was almost time. The clinking of my nails against the glass desktop was a soothing sound for me. It was a rare thing for me to be nervous about the first meeting with a couple or client, especially after I'd done it for so many years. However, as my stomach knotted and finger grazed my lips back and forth, I knew the anxiety had set in. Because, lets face it, I didnt even know who was going to walk through that door.

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pixie88 · 1 year

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Happy Anniversary

Chapter 20 - The Neighbour.

A/N | It’s a bit late sorry.

Comments & reblogs welcome!

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Summary | Simon gets a warning...

Check out previous chapters Here!

Word count | 1.4k

Warnings | 18 + Only! Angst, violence & mild NSFW.

Pairings | Dean x Alana.

Song | Mr Brightside - The Killers.

Enjoy!

Later that evening...

The pub and beer garden are packed with all Ronnie's and Pete's friends and family. Alana pulls Dean over to Nanny on the bus, "Alana, why do you call her Nanny on the bus?" Dean questions her, "because as a kid she used to get the bus to visit us!" he chuckles at her, "ok, this is the one, who if she doesn't approve of you, we are over?!" She jokes.

"Yep, so you better be charming!" she teases him, "game on, sweetheart!" he winks before introducing himself, Alana rolls her eyes....

An hour later...

"Mum! Mum! You need to stop Dad!" Fifi pleads, Ronnie looks to where Pete seems to be having a heated argument with Simon, "oh, he listened to me!"Ronnie smiled, Fifi looked to her Mum, "what?" she hissed.

"Simon, I told him to come. Look darling whatever it is you two are arguing over, I'm sure you can work it out?!" she placed her hand on her daughters shoulder, "he cheated on me!" she didn't want to tell her like this, but she needed to know the truth. Ronnie's smile fell, Fifi filled her mother in on the recent events while Alana tried to pull her Dad away from Simon, knowing her sister wouldn't want to cause a scene in front of everyone.

"Dad! Just leave him!!" Alana hissed once more, "c'mon buddy, I think it's time for you to go!" Dean tried to usher him out as Fifi and Ronnie came over, he tried to reason with them, "Fi! Please! Your Mum invited me, she wants us to fix this and so do I!" Fifi is about to talk but Ronnie stops her, she places her hand on Dean's shoulder letting him know to let go.

She steps forward her face inches from his, "that was before I knew what a lowlife scumbag you were! I think you better leave, haven't you already embarrassed her enough by cheating on her with someone old enough to be your daughter?"

"Ron! Please, I can explain!" Simon pleaded, "It's Veronica and I think you better leave!" looking deflated he realized he wasn't getting anywhere, Ronnie turns back towards him again, "by the way...I'm going to destroy your life just like you've destroyed Fifi's! I'll warn you once....you mess with my girl again...I won't stop until you are ruined! Do we understand each other!" she gave him a hard stare.

Alana had a new found respect for her Mum, she caught her Mum's eye and smiled softly, "come on, you lot this is supposed to be a party!" she ushered them away from a sulking Simon.

Later...

Alana's at the bar when she feels an arm rest on her shoulder, she looked at the polished nails before she felt a kiss drop on her cheek, "I am proud of you, pickle!" she heard her softly say, "I'm proud of you for sticking up for Fifi today!" she sighs just wishing she was the same when things fell apart with Rick and Isaac.

"I realized something, I should have realized years ago. I thought for you girls to be happy, you needed some high flying partner, but the truth is I only wanted that for you because I wanted you both to have someone that can look after you....now? Now? I realize you don't need someone to look after you, neither of you in fact, because we raised two strong women that don't need men to take care of them. Dean might not have thousands in the bank, but I know from what I've seen you won't want for anything and he really loves the bones of you!"

Alana smiles at her Mum, "...and also I was such a bitch after Rick and even more so after Isaac and when you arrived with Dean! So I'm sorry!" Alana's eyes glass over, she wraps her arms around her Mum. Ronnie strokes her daughters hair, hugging her tightly, she sees Dean creeping over, "....and you! You've seen what I’ll do if you break her heart! I might not be able to ruin your career, but I'll fly over to ruin any chance of you having kids...got it?"

Alana lets go of her Mum smiling, wiping her eyes, "I'm petrified of you, but I will promise you, I will do everything in my power to not let that happen, Ma'am!" Ronnie smiles at Dean, "it's Ronnie! and Alana, you got a good one there!"

"I think its more the other way round, but after what I've just seen I'm not going to argue!" Dean chuckles, "smart man! Right, I need to find your Dad before he gets too drunk to cut the cake. You two enjoy the rest of the evening!" Ronnie brings them both in for a hug before rushing off in search of Pete.

"See she's not as bad as you made out!" he winks at Alana, who laughs, "she threatened to squash your balls if you hurt me and you think she's not that bad?!" Dean shrugs with a smirk, "welcome to the family!" Alana laughs as he pulls her to his lips.

He pulls away just a little with his arms wrapped around her, he leans in and his lips brush against the shell of her ear, "I don't know about you but I can't wait to get you out of that dress Miss Harris!" he whispers making every nerve stand on end. "Dean!" she blushes, "as much as I love seeing you naked, that black shirt and suit is really working on me!" she winks watching his cheeks go rosy.

"Are you going to miss this place when we head home tomorrow?" he looks round at all the people inside the pub, "I'll miss a few people, but I can't wait to get back into my own bed!" she laughs, "me too! I guess what I'm trying to ask is, would you ever want to move back?" he looks at her with a weak grin.

"Move back? Lawrence was just supposed to be a break from this place I was planning on coming back when I moved out there...."

"And now?" he asks nervously, "now? I have a job I love, friends I wouldn't be with out and a boyfriend I have fallen completely in love with...so would I consider moving back here now? My answers no! I'm happy there, happier than I ever was here!" he grins smugly, "but what about you? What if I did want to move back? Could you see yourself living in the rainy old English country side?" she teases him.

"Straight answer? If you were here, that's where I'd be. Alana, you are it, there is no one else for me. So, wherever you go, I go!" he pecks her lips, "Dean Winchester are you getting all sappy on me?" she teases him, he huffs, "it's just this trip, we have both shared secrets that have hurt us. I just think that's made this..us more connected!" She leans in pressing her lips to his.

Pulling away a little, Alana looks around when she looks back at Dean his eyes haven't left her, "you know Leona has a quiet cellar through the back!" she mischievously grins, "do you think anyone will miss us?"

She answers him by pulling him through the doors behind the bar when no one is looking, Dean pushes her against the solid door, claiming her lips. He hiked up her dress, pulling down her panties, "how long do you think we have?" he whispers against her lips, "not long, cowboy! So you better be quick!" She teases him.

He glides his fingers over her soaked pearl, "already wet for me, sweetheart!" He smirks against her lips as he unbuckles his belt springing himself free. He pushes into her core, she moans against his lips and he hisses as he takes her....

An hour later...

She pulls down her dress and starts to combs through her hair with her fingers, "do I look ok?" she quizzes him, he looks up, "you look like someone who just had great sex!" he teases her. "My hips definitely feel like it!" she smirks, "sweetheart, you gave me a work out that's for sure! C'mon lets get back before someone notices!"

She takes a deep breath, "let's go!" she pulls them out of the cellar and back into the bar, she saw Fifi on the dance floor with Isobel, she's smiling as they dance, "look at that! I guess she's made of strong stuff like her sister!" Dean kisses Alana on the cheek.

"Mr. Winchester, flattery will get you everywhere!" she winks, "what about the dance floor?!" he pulls her onto the dance floor as Mr. Brightside by The Killers plays out.

He spins her around the dance floor, this trip had been the making of them, but it also mended some bridges between Ronnie and her daughters....

Chapter 21 (coming soon)

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