Rating:PG-16
Cassie watched her husband and her daughter as they slept that night after Dean had finally allowed his body to rest after an exhausting long day. Dean lay on his stomach with his left arm protectively over Deanna’s back. The sight of his gold wedding band made Cassie’s heart melt all over again, he was hers, til death they did part. The sight of him still made her heart stir in her chest after close to three years of marriage. As much as she loved him she never expected that he would be so good with the children. She felt blessed, but confused by the events that had taken place the day before. Glad that she wasn’t the one who had seen the man’s black eyes but concerned that Deanna had. The little girl hadn’t seemed afraid only irritated that the bad man had approached her. Dean didn’t have to tell her that their daughter had “the shining” Cassie knew and suspected he was avoiding the subject for fear of frightening her. The little girl had been more than a bit sensitive to their emotions lately it wasn’t something that could have been hidden. Dean tried so heard to protect his wife from things though he should have known her well enough to realize she preferred to face obstacles head on.
Them being all in the same room that night was a way that Dean felt they would be safer at least that is what he told Cassie. The truth was he needed to feel in control of the situation. Sam suggestion that the events had been random had not made Dean feel any better and Cassie was aware of the fact. Just the worry in his eyes when she watched him before bed time had made her heart ache for a way to ease the burnden he carried, willingly. Always the protector, worrier, hero that was her Dean. But why should she be dead weight? She was no child or china doll; she wanted to feel useful when her family was under attack, random or not. She was proud of herself for staying calm, it wasn’t just their unborn child that had made her keep her emotions in tact that day, she had prayed silently the entire time. God is my strength and my fortress, I will not fear, her counselor at church had reminded her of that verse when she had revealed to him the situation with Courtney. It was all so timely, now she needed to do something else by faith she determined as she moved closer to Deanna’s other side and gently placed her hand over Dean’s as she too faded off to sleep.
Dean had taken a few days off to try and solve the mystery of Sunday’s incident. He stood at the window as Cassie put the children down for their naps after lunch the next afternoon. She came in the room and watched him from behind, he wore his favorite old Metallica t-shirt and nice worn jeans that fit him just right. How did I get so lucky? she thought He leaned on the counter with a cup of coffee in his hand as he gazed outside his expression was grim then a smile crossed his face when he realized she was there.
“Practicing for a modeling shoot I see,” she teased him.
“Yep, that’s me the next Calvin Klein hottie in the flesh,” he teased her back as she came into his arms after he showed her a couple more poses while they giggled.
Then he looked down at her with a smile.
“So what’s up, I can tell something is on your mind.
She bit her lip but refused to let go of his warm body as it pressed against her so casually yet she could feel that being so close was affecting not only her but him.
“I want to learn about the supernatural, Dean, I don’t want to be helpless when things happen. Please teach me,” she pleaded as she looked in his eyes.
He knew she was sincere as she searched her chestnut eyes for any hint of reserve, but saw none. She really wanted to be prepared and he silently applauded her willingness. He should have taught her years ago but he never thought she would need to know, now their situation may have changed. Sam had called earlier after breakfast to tell him though the things that had occurred may have been random the threat on their family might be very real. Dean, evil just doesn’t roll over and die they way we hoped. We have been naïve, Sam had said. Was falling in love just as naïve? Endangering not only his wife but his children had been careless; a mistake that could cost him everyone he loved. Cassie frowned when he finished revealing what he thought and what Sam had emphasized to him.
She only held him tighter.
“I could never regret loving you or bearing your children. Please don’t you do that,” she insisted with determination in her voice.
He ran his hands over her hair as he lay his head on hers, “I don’t, I wouldn’t have missed this time we have had for anything,” he whispered in her hair.
She looked at him, “You sound like our time is up; I will not roll over and die you teach me what you know. I want to fight for our family and I hope you want the same.”
He ran his finger over her nose down and across her little determined chin and couldn’t help but smile.
“I am not giving you up, we will give them Hell, Sweetie, don’t you worry about that.”
He took her hand as he sat in a kitchen chair to pull her into his lap. His lips descended on hers as she wrapped her arms around his neck. With a twirl of his tongue he elicited a moan from her that “turned him on” more than even he expected. He readjusted her on his lap to make up for it. Things got a bit intense once he ran his hands over her pregnant belly then began to kiss her neck.
“I have a confession,” he said between kisses.
“Uh huh,” she said almost inaudibly.
“Um remember when I used to say I didn’t want an apple pie life?”
“Yeah,” she replied breathless from his touch.
“I really just never thought I would have it,” he said as he looked into her now glazed eyes.
“I know … you love apple pie,” she teased him.
He smirked as he pulled her face down to his again. The temperature in the room seemed to rise by several degrees as he lifted her to put her on the kitchen table all the while not moving his lips from hers. Just when the buttons on her short house dress where almost all undone and his hands began to roam over her back they heard a noise.
Dean looked around to see his daughter stood behind them.
“Daddy can we have ice pops?” she asked innocently with no idea of what she had interrupted.
“Um," was Dean's only remark as he tried to hide his embarrassment.
Then he noticed that Jason was behind Deanna as he held her hand.
“Pops,” Jason said with a grin.
Cassie laughed as she hid behind Dean while she redid her dress buttons.
“Okay, that could have been awkward,” Cassie whispered into Dean’s ear as she headed to the refrigerator.
Dean smiled to himself as he put Jason into the high chair and Deanna sat down beside him.
Later in the day, Dean worked a couple hours on the internet as he tried to figure out what he could do in his present situation about the new uncertainty in their lives. He kept running into the fact that when there is evil but also good. He leaned back in the chair and racked his hands through his hair again. But that idea is as old as time, how can that help me. Cassie came into the room a minute later carrying Marty and handed him his mail with a smile then she left again. Okay, break time.
His office was a fairly large room with a desk, chairs, toy box for when the kids needed to be there with whomever was using the room, window seat for relaxing, plus the computer with scanner, printer capabilities, everything they needed. They were set up nicely in their new home. He hoped he would be able to keep working his job after the recent events besides he didn’t want Cassie dealing with learning the supernatural at a time when she needed to be fighting it.
He opened the bills first just to get them out of the way then sorted them into the slots in the organizer on the wall. Finally he opened a largish brown envelope which bore no return address, to see a typed note as well as a smaller envelope inside. As he read the note a frown appeared on his handsome face.
Dean,
You always thought Cassie wasn’t like us, you know, whorish. Well I ran across something on the internet that may change your mind about the innocence of your beloved wife. Check out the photographs inside the enclosed envelope. Looks like we all have our skeletons.
Courtney.
Dean looked at the envelope for long moments but didn’t open it. He loved Cassie and no matter what was inside he would still love her. On the other hand, he wondered if he could use this intrusion from Courtney to get rid of her presence in their lives for good. He considered seriously just taking it to the judge. His feelings were mixed, Jason needed to know his mother so when he got older he could decide if she was worth keeping in contact with. He also wanted to phone Courtney and curse her out for her stupidity. He felt sorry for her if she had nothing better to do than to try to ruin their marriage. As much as he half hoped Cassie would do that very thing he knew neither of them should let it bother them to that point of anger.
He put the letter back in the envelope and set it aside to go back to his internet search, not that he wasn’t curious but he wanted he and Cassie to open it together. It was only fair. I trust her, but what if she had an affair, what if its proof that I don’t really know her as well as I thought. She won’t be able to deny it if there are picturess, right? But how would they get on the internet? He glanced at the envelope again as his latest search came up while he licked his lips. We have been through too much, she doesn’t have the energy for an affair, he laughed to himself just before Cassie came in to tell him dinner was ready.
“Cas?”
“Yeah,” she said as she stood half in and half out of the room.
She still wore the lilac colored light weight short maternity dress with the buttons she had on earlier. Dean pursed his lips as he remembered their earlier attempt at love making in the kitchen, but he knew he needed to focus on the problem at hand.
“The brown envelope…”
“Yeah, what was that? I’ve been curious but I figured it was just some type of advertisement,” she said as she stayed near the door so she could hear the kids playing.
He watched her as she smiled at him, a smile that said loudly,
“Um, its something we need to open together,” he said simply without a hint of a reason as to why in his voice.
“Sure, okay, lets do it after dinner,” she said as he got up to follow her to the kitchen.
He reached to pull her into his arms for a moment as they stood outside the office, she received his embrace without reservation, but neither spoke.
Cassie was curious about the envelope, as she watched her family eat their meal for the evening. Dean seemed happy as he dealt with the children. Deanna seemed quieter than usual, now that she was three she was almost a little lady with her wavy dark hair and bright hazel eyes she already looked like a model, her chubby baby cheeks had slimmed out, her smile was sweet despite her baby teeth. She was a beauty. Dean knew she could sense something as he looked in his daughter’s face, how could she be so grown up at her young age? Marty, on the other hand, was the loud one as he bammed on the high chair tray wanting attention after he finished his meal. Jason chattered while he ate his food and Cassie smiled indulgently at him she almost wished she had been the one to bear him so that he would not have to deal with Courtney.
Now and again Dean would watch Cassie while she tried to keep an eye on the goings on with the children. He had already decided he would not condemn her for whatever was in the photos but how well did he know her? The time she wouldn’t see him when he had been with Courtney, she could have been with other men. He shook his head, no she had insisted that she was celibate and he was the only one she had ever made love to. How realistic was that in this day and age, Dean wondered. Then she smiled at him across the table; maybe I should just believe the woman that said she would be my bride really has been faithful to me even when I was unfaithful to her.
Later that night when the kids were in bed and they had showered; Cassie and Dean lay the envelope between them as they leaned against the headboard together. Cassie bit her lip as she looked at Dean who seemed nervous.
“Cassie, this letter was from Courtney,” he said as he pulled out the note for her to read.
After she read it over a few times she took a deep breath.
“Dean, I?...”
“It doesn’t matter,” he insisted before she could finish her sentence.
Cassie looked at him sadly, she wanted to see the pictures before she confessed anything.
He must have read her mind, “Let’s just see what is in here, okay?”
She nodded as he pulled out the smaller envelope to open and finally revealed the pictures. Her breath caught in her throat.
The first couple were of her in skimpy lingerie type outfits, but in the last four she was not only naked but in compromising poses with men. She bit her lip.
“Dean, I was alone in those pics,” she said with tears running down her face as he put the pictures back in the envelope.
“Shhhhhh,, Sweetie, its okay,” he said as he kissed her cheeks .
“No, its not okay, someone tampered with them to make it look like I was with those guys.”
“Tell me what happened okay, I am not worried about the pictures but ….”
“I did pose nude as well as for those lingerie pictures but I was alone in them. I only did it because I needed the money for college in my second semester. It was you know,… fast money and he promised that would look tasteful and the ones I saw were,” she responded between her tears.
Dean certainly hoped Courtney hadn’t been the one to touch up those pictures she better had found them that way but either way it was slander. He planned to find the sites that were posting his wife’s images without permission.
“Do you remember the person that took the pictures, Cassie?”
She nodded as he got up to get a tissue.
“I regretted taking those from the moment it happened.”
He nodded as he pulled her back into his arms, “I know you did because that isn’t you.”
She leaned up to stare in his eyes, she saw clearly how he had put her on a pedestal and it frightened her. Yes, so she wasn’t a whore like Courtney, but she was human and prone to disappointing those she loved. She cleared her throat.
“Don’t do that.”
“What?”
She pulled away from him.
“What if I had done you know…porn?”
Dean just looked at her with a raised eyebrow.
“You?”
“Uh, yeah,” she said wondering where this was headed.
“You don’t have the heart for it,” he said bluntly as he could.
He smiled at her while his sexy lips tempted, as they begged her to taste them.
She went back into his arms, ”Good answer," she said with a smile.”
TBC
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