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Chance Encounters	By : TheWickedMuse Category: Supernatural > Het - Male/Female Views: 1781 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Three hours later Jade blinked her eyes open to a dark room. She could hear movement in the room but she didn’t recognize anything. She knew she wasn’t in her motel room… and it didn’t register as the bar, and that’s when the memory of that bastard Matt came flooding back to her. She sat up quickly and instantly regretted it as her head began to throb from the rush of blood with the swift movement. Jade brought her hands to her head and thought she was simply laying back down… but didn’t realize she was to close to the edge of the bed until she fell off the side hitting the ground with a loud thud.

“Oowww” came her groan of complaint as she slowly sat up this time and leaned her back against the bed.

“You okay over there?” came John’s gruff voice from across the motel room.

“No.” came her scoffed reply, followed by a fit of coughing. It didn’t even dawn on her that she didn’t know where she was… but for the first time she was glad to hear John’s voice. At least she knew she was safe… well as safe as you can be when you’re about to have your ass handed to you on a plate.

“Just move slowly… and try to breath. Your throat and head are going to be sore for a while.” He stated calmly to her as he sat at the table by the window.

Jade could smell the fresh coffee that John had set out on the table. She groaned as she used the edge of the bed to help her up and then slowly stood up and moved towards the only other chair at the table. There were no lights on in the room, but the moonlight that filtered in through the small window was more than enough for her to see. She was thankful that John remembered what it was like wake up from an unconscious state, and knew that the darker, the better. She sat down at the chair and took a small sip of the coffee but as the hot liquid ran down her sore and crushed throat she coughed until she couldn’t breathe anymore. When she heard John chuckling at her she just looked up at him and glared.

“The hell you laughing at?” she spoke with a rough voice that was starting to sound like her own again.

“It’s your own fault it happened you know” He said as he drank from his own coffee as if mocking her.

“It’s my fault-“ she started but found herself coughing. When she could breathe again, she tried once more to tell him off. “It’s my fault that the bastard wouldn’t take no for an answer? Wow, let’s hope you never wind up on Oprah.” She could hear the strength coming back into her voice and tried drinking her coffee again, this time concentrating on swallowing without breathing.

“You always were a smartass you know that?”

“Huh. That’s two people in two days to call me that. Guess it must be true” the sarcasm that was dripping from her words told John that this conversation wasn’t going to be a pleasant one.

“Jade” John said more as a warning than anything else. He knew that she wasn’t going to talk to him unless he made her.

“What John? What do you expect me to say?”

“Just talk to me.”

“What for, when our last conversation was so productive” She said as she finished off her coffee and stood up heading back towards the bed looking for her bag. She fought the overwhelming nausea that rose with the dizzying spin of her head, but worked her way through it.

“Dammit Jade!” John finally shouted and stood up “Talk to me!”

“About what? Why I ran off alone? Why I haven’t wrapped up this case? Why I took so well to stripping? Tell me John, what question do you want answered because honestly dad, I don’t have the patience for this shit!” She shouted at him loud enough that she knew the occupants of the other rooms would hear but she didn’t care at that point. She’d found her duffel and started searching it for her keys. She didn’t find her keys, but she did find the small bottle of tequila that she’d thought was lost.

John just stood there. She never called him dad unless she was trying to drive a point home. He knew that he wasn’t going to get any information out of her, she was too much like him and Bobby… wouldn’t talk until ready to talk.

“Where the hell are my keys?” She mumbled as she turned and looked at John. “Give me my keys”

“You’re not going anywhere” He told her as he walked over to the dresser and picked his own keys. “I found your research on the coven and it’s looking like black magick that’s gone wrong. I’ll handle it.” He said as he walked towards the front door.

Jade just scoffed. “So I’m not a big enough girl to handle my own cases now?!” She spat at him.

“No you’re not! Not until you can manage to actually work a case, and not a fucking bar! I saw you up there tonight, and not only was I ashamed of you, but the fact that every male in that place, couldn’t take their eyes off the stage, just pissed me off! I know you’re dealing with shit in your life, but I always thought you were a better person than then one I saw tonight. You look like shit, I don’t like this new look you’re sporting, and I know you’re mother would not be proud of the person I saw tonight!” While shouting at her he’d managed to get right up in her face almost challenging her to stand up to him.

“You know what John, fuck you! You don’t know shit about me anymore… you never cared to know about me! You were always there for Onyx, but what about me? Huh? When mom died you didn’t even try to console me, it was Bobby who was there for me not you, and so you have no right to tell me how to live my life! I have everything here under control and would have been just fine without anyone!” When John stood in silence for a moment she knew she’d hit a nerve with him.

“Fine. Just remember this though, had I not been there tonight, you’d be a rape victim right now.” John spat at her as he turned and stormed out the door. She could hear the engine of a muscle car roar and speed out of the driveway.

Jade took a deep breath and turned on the bedside light. She squinted her eyes and turned from the suddenly bright flare of light it threw. She quickly looked around and realized that not only had John dragged her out of a potentially dangerous situation, but he’d managed to get her checked out of the motel she’d been staying in and gotten her to another one. Suddenly she regretted some of the things she’s said to him. She fished around in her duffle and pulled out the small bottle of tequila and some clean clothes. She changed out of her hoodie and overall’s and into a simple black tanktop and black cotton sleep pants. By the time she’d finished changing, the bottle of tequila was gone… and she was wishing she’d had a bigger bottle. She sighed and finally made her way to the door suddenly feeling the need for some fresh air, and to make sure her baby got to the parking lot. When she opened the door and looked around she couldn’t spot anyone who looked suspicious, so she ventured out onto the ‘patio’ area of the motel. It was then that she noticed she was barefoot and the parking lot was just a bunch of gravel. She could see her car parked right in front of her and regardless of the pain her feet would feel, she had to touch it, just to make sure it was really there. She never even saw Sam standing in the doorway of his room. She could feel her head was a little spinny, but she figured it was a result of the concussion, not the tequila.

“Beautiful” Sam stated quietly, knowing he’d wind up startling her if he spoke to loudly.

“Yeah, that’s why grandpa bought her for me” Jade smirked and turned to face Sam as she leaned on the side of her car. She felt a little unsteady on her feet. She gave Sam a once over and found herself awestruck by him. She felt a tingle in places that hadn’t tingled for quite some time. She wasn’t sure if it was the knock to the head, or the alcohol, but she decided she wanted him.

“I wasn’t talking about the car” Sam replied with a slight slur and took another drink from the beer in his hand. Jade could tell by his appearance that this was not the first he’d had that night. She could also tell that the same thoughts were running through his mind.

“What were you talking about then?” She asked knowing that she probably looked like hell, but after the night she’d had, she didn’t really care.

“You.” Sam stated as he shifted on his feet. This was the boldest he’d ever been, and sadly it was all because of Dean. Because Dean had gotten Sam to go out drinking, he’d wound up being left behind at this shitty motel because he’d had too much to drink. It was yet another fight that had gone on between he and his father.

“Yeah right… I look like hell” Jade said as she ran a hand through her short black hair pulling it from her face. She winced then as her left shoulder screamed with pain and she suddenly realized that she’d been blocking out the pain of bruises she’d sustained. She rolled her shoulder then and tried to reach for the sore spot when suddenly she felt Sam’s hand stop her.

“It’s only going to make it hurt worse, come on I’ve got ice in the room” He said as he took her hand and lead her into his room.

Jade knew that she was insane for following a drunk man into his motel room, but then again she’d done worse. Jade closed the door behind her and sat down on the end of one of the twin beds and watched as Sam poured some ice into a towel from the bathroom. He sat down on the bed next to her and saw the big purple bruise forming on her shoulder.

“My name’s Sam” he said as he placed the makeshift icepack softly onto her shoulder and held it there for a moment.

“I’m Morgan” she lied and gave him her stage name… as was normally the case with strangers. She winced as he placed the icepack on her shoulder.

“What exactly happened?” He asked as he noticed the cut on her cheek and the blue tone to the skin around it and brought his free hand up to her cheek and gently ran his thumb over the bruised skin.

“Bastard I work with wouldn’t take no for an answer. Thankfully there were these three guys who came to my rescue” she said as she tried to move her neck feeling the sore spots where fingers had been wrapped around her neck a few hours earlier.

“You’re welcome for that by the way” Sam said as he ran his hand down her neck to inspect the bruises Matt’s fingers left behind.

“Wait? You?” Jade asked pulling Sam’s hand away from her neck and looking at him strangely.

“Yeah my brother and I heard shouting and we followed the sound” Sam said as he pulled the icepack off her shoulder and stood up to go replace the ice that had melted. He hadn’t noticed that she was still holding his hand until he tried to walk away. She let go of his hand when he turned and looked at her.

“Thanks for the ice… but you got anything to drink?” She said as she stood up and realized that her head wasn’t as clear as she’d thought it to be and sat back down on the bed quickly.

“You sure you want one? You look farther gone than me…” Sam said with a chuckle.

“Sadly, mine’s a concussion… and all I want is a drink to help it all go away” she said, omitting the tequila part, as she felt the room spin a little, and a wave of sleepiness fell over her. “You know… someone with a concussion isn’t supposed to be allowed to sleep… you’re gonna have to make sure I stay awake” She said with a desire filled voice.

“I think I can handle that until I pass out” Sam said and offered up a beer.

“Got anything stronger?” She asked as she took the beer, but hoped for better. “I’m reaching, but I’d love some Vodka.” The smile that spread on Sam’s face told her she was in luck. Sam walked over to the small cupboard that the TV sat on and pulled out a large half gallon of Vodka. “Oh thank the gods…” she said as she stood up slowly and walked over to him, took the bottle and swallowed enough to empty the bottle a few inches.

“Wow…” Sam said as he watched her catch her breath and then repeat the act again. “Damn… never seen a girl drink like that before!” Sam said as he took the bottle from her and had a few swigs himself.

“Comes with practice” she said as she giggled feeling the familiar sensation of intoxication begin to wash over her.

By the time the two of them had polished off half the bottle, they found themselves sitting on the floor leaning their backs on the end of one of the twin beds. Sam was pretty far gone and found himself laughing at the smallest things, but Jade somehow seemed even more drunk than him. Then again, she had drank more of the vodka than he had… and that tequila.

“So, what’s a girl like you doing way the hell out here anyways?”

“You mean other than parading around half nekkid? She asked him with a chuckle

“Well… yeah…”

“I’m hunting witches!” She stated and laughed so hard she fell over sideways right into Sam’s lap… and spilling the vodka on his legs in the process. “Oh shit! I’m so sorry” she said and kept laughing, then took another drink from the nearly empty bottle, finishing it and tossing it aside. Stupidly she had tossed the bottle with bruised shoulder and winced as the pain surged through her body clearing her head for a moment. She quickly pulled her arm back and curled it into her body. She tried to sit up then, but found that she lacked the motor skills to accomplish such a task. She looked up at Sam then noticing that he’d gotten a little quiet.

“What?” she asked looking up at his hazel eyes staring down at her.

“You’re really pretty” the slur was evident in his voice and she suddenly felt the temperature in the room get higher as her body started to tingle all over. When she finally decided to sit up she found that her motor skills worked, just not very smoothly. She looked a bit like a spaz when she tried to sit up and turn around all at once, but both of them were so drunk they just found it funny. When she was finally sitting upright again, she used the last of her rational thought to place a knee on either side of his legs and sat on his thighs. She grabbed the hem of her tanktop and pulled it up and over her head and tossed it aside. Leaving her sitting on Sam’s lap in her sleep pants and black lace bra.

“I’m going to kiss you now” She stated with a slur as she leaned forward and gently pressed her lips to his and noticed his reluctance. “Are you afraid to kiss me?” she asked him with a whisper.

“I’m afraid of what will happen if I do” Sam said and felt her lips brush against his again.

“I know you want me Sam… I saw the look on your face at the club” She stated as she ran her left hand down his chest, over the waistband of his jeans and stopped on the bulge growing under his jeans. “You know you want me…” She whispered and pressed her lips to his again. She couldn’t believe that here she was, almost half naked, practically sitting in his lap, and he wasn’t even making a move. Granted they were both drunk, but she’d known from the moment she set eyes on him at the bar that she wanted him.

Just when she thought she’d read his signals wrong and was about to apologize, she felt his right hand grip her hair while his left wrapped around her waist and pulled her towards him returning her kiss with a fierce passion. Her startled shriek got lost in the kiss as she felt herself pulled into his warm embrace. It took a moment for her brain to register his sudden move and her muscles stayed tense until she felt his tongue on her lips. When her alcohol ridden brain understood the situation she felt her body relax and her tongue set out to meet his. She leaned into his warm body and felt herself grind against him as her lust began to consume her. She managed to use her left hand to get the button on his jeans undone before the lack of circulation made her fingers start to go numb. When she got her left hand free she managed to work both her hands under the hem of his t-shirt and tried in vain to pull it up.

Sam felt her hands tugging up on the hem of his shirt and broke the kiss long enough to let her pull his shirt up and off, tossing it aside to rest with hers. Her hands rand down his chest as she leaned in to kiss him again. This time when he pulled away she gave him a questioning look, and received a smirk in return as his mouth made contact with her neck just below her ear. She took in a sharp breath as she felt him kiss his way down her bruised neck to the tender flesh just above her collar bone where the neck and shoulder meet. She sucked air in through clenched teeth as she felt him bite down over her already bruised skin. He’d managed to find an area of skin that hadn’t been bruised already, but she knew she’d be sporting another kind of bruise later. She felt Sam’s hands run up her back searching for the clasp to her bra. When he came across none, he looked up and met her eyes with a very confused look. It was her turn to offer up only a smile as her hands moved to the front of her bra and unhooked the front closure of her bra pulling the straps down off her shoulders and tossed it aside with her shirt. Sam just chuckled as he watched the contraption unfold before him and could do nothing but shake his head.

“You look confused” she said with a giggle

“I don’t think I’ll ever understand those” Sam stated simply as he ran his hands down her bare arms noticing the feel of the toned muscles that shifted underneath.

Sam moved his hands from her bare arms to her still clothed ass and hooked his fingers into the waistband of her pants and started to pull them down. Jade, feeling his fingers toy with her waistband, started to stand up. At the same moment Sam pulled his legs up in an attempt to move to lay them both down and wound up throwing Jade off balance. In her intoxicated state, she lost her balance enough that she squeaked and fell to the right bringing Sam along with her.

“Yeah that was sexy” she said while laughing. When she felt Sam pin her hands above her head her laughter faded quickly.

“That’s okay, I like it better this way” He whispered next to her ear as his free hand traveled down her stomach and under the waistband of her cotton pants. He raised an eyebrow at her when he didn’t find anything else covering her body. He noticed then that she was holding her breath with eyes closed as his hand caressed the skin below her belly button. When his finger slid between her folds he heard her sharp intake of air and noticed the tense look on her face. He could feel that she was already wet, and wondered just how long she’d been thinking about being in this situation. He looked at the expression on her face again and noticed she had begun to worry her bottom lip and decided to find a better way to distract her. Sam brought his lips to hers with a soft kiss hoping to bring her attention back to the here and now. As his finger slipped inside her he felt her arms tense as she tried to pull them down from above her head and she returned his kiss. He could feel her whole body tense and a thought occurred to him as he broke their kiss.

“Have you done this before?” He asked with concern in his voice.

“Yes… but it’s been a long while” She replied as she looked into his eyes and took a deep breath forcing herself to relax.

Sam feeling her body relax moved his thumb over her clit and felt her try to pull her arms down again. She arched her back and closed her eyes as the sensation jolted through her body. Sam caught her mouth in a kiss again as he slipped another finger inside her and worked her clit with his thumb. He could feel her breathing become quicker and her kiss more insistent. With one last move of his thumb he felt her body clench around his fingers and her scream become lost in their kiss as her body was wracked with her orgasm. As her breathing came back to normal, Sam removed his hand from her pants and licked his fingers tasting her. Jade used the spare moment she found to pull her pants down her hips and kicked them off her legs before Sam even had a chance to blink.

Jade knew that it wouldn’t be to long before John came back from wrapping up the case she’d been working, and their time here was short. It was at that point that her primal instincts took over and all she could think about was her need to fuck him. The look must have shown on her face, because before she knew what hit her, Sam had his pants off and had her pinned beneath him. She could feel him run the head of his cock along her wet slit and gasped as she felt the tip enter her body. He was larger than most of the men she’d been with and it had been quite a while since she’d last been with a man. She wrapped her legs around his waist as she felt him push inside her. She could hear his groan through the pounding of blood in her ears.

“You’re so tight” he muttered next to her ear

“Told you it’s been a while” she said between deep breaths. When he tried to pull back she locked her ankles behind his back forcing him to stay still. “Not yet…” she breathed as she took a moment to let her body adjust to him. When she felt the last of the uncomfortable muscle pain pass, she relaxed her legs and unhooked her ankles. When Sam pulled back, she felt as though he was pulling her soul out, the feeling of emptiness coursed through her, but was quickly eradicated when she felt him push back into her. She could feel every inch of him as he moved within her body, so slowly and with such tenderness. It took all her will not to let her eyes water to tears. When her fuzzy head finally focused on the physical and not emotional act, she slid her right hand into the hair on the back of his head and pulled Sam down into a frenzied kiss. She knew it wouldn’t take much more for her to reach orgasm, and she could tell that Sam wouldn’t be able to hold out for very long either. When she could no longer take the small amount of oxygen she was getting with her mouth glued to his, she broke the kiss.

“Sam…” she breathed as he pushed slowly inside her again. His only response was a guttural grunt… but she knew from past encounters that men tend to loose the ability to speak when in certain types of situations. It was then that she locked her ankles behind him again and took his face between her hands.
“Fuck me Sam… don’t be afraid of hurting me… I need this” she spoke so softly she wondered if he even heard her.

Her words were nearly lost to his ears, but he’d heard them all the same. It was the first time he’d heard such words from a woman… normally they liked the tenderness. When he felt her ankles unhook from behind him, he grabbed both her hands and pinned them above her head and captured her mouth in a soul stealing kiss as he pulled out of her and slammed back into her body with a bruising force. Her grunt became lost in their kiss, but as he slammed into her body once again, and felt her back arch into him, he knew she’d meant the words she spoke. He could feel her arms tense as she tried to pull them free of his grip, and he hadn’t intended on releasing them until he felt her move her hips causing her muscles to contract around him. When her hands slipped free he could feel her grip onto his shoulders as he drove into her again. When he broke their kiss he moved his mouth to her neck again and bit down, a bit harder than he had intended and felt her fingernails cut into his shoulders in response. He could hear her breathing becoming more labored and was thanking the heavens for it because he knew he wasn’t going to have the will power to hold out much longer. A few more bruising thrusts and her eyes closed tightly, her back arched unnaturally high and her muscles contracted around him tight enough to drive him over the edge and even see stars. He could hear her scream his name as he gave one last thrust and lost himself in orgasm and came harder than he could ever remember.

As her body came down from its high of orgasm she opened her eyes to see Sam’s face as he to came down from the same high. She felt him collapse completely on top of her and suddenly found air harder to come by. She didn’t want him to move, but she couldn’t breathe. So she did the only thing her now completely fried brain could come up with… she kissed him.

When Sam felt her lips on his again, it brought his mind back to the here and now where he realized he was likely suffocating her. The kiss was meant to be soft and short and when their lips parted, Sam rolled over onto his back lying next to her on the floor. He wondered then if her head was as fuzzy feeling as his… and he turned his head to look at her and saw the sleepy look on her face.

“I feel like I could sleep for a year” she muttered as she rolled onto her side and laid her head on Sam’s shoulder, resting her arm along his chest.

“Same here… I guess we drank more than I thought” Sam slurred out as sleep began to wash over him.

“Hey, random question…”

“Go for it”

“Did you hear me yelling at someone earlier?” Caution filling her voice.

“Nope, my brother and I were at the diner across the street earlier. Came back just in time for him to take off” Sam rambled the last off as his hand ran lazily through her hair.

“Good…” She whispered as she felt herself start to drift off. She knew that if they fell asleep they would likely be found that way by not only John, but Sam’s brother as well.

“Why?”

“I just don’t like other people being forced to listen to that shit.” She sat up then and reached across Sam to gather up her clothes that were piled just a reach away from them.

“You going somewhere?” Sam asked as he saw her gather her clothes and start dressing.

“Yeah, I have to get back to my room. My dad… uh… went out, for a while and if I’m not in my room when he gets back… there’ll be hell to pay.” She stated as she tried to put her pants back on and found that she was trying to put both legs in the same pant leg. It wasn’t easy to dress while drunk and exhausted. “Dammit! I can’t even see straight… “ she mumbled.

“Your dad? Wait… how old are you?” Sam sat up then, concern and worry filling his voice.

“I’m 19 be 20 in a month…but I have an overprotective and overbearing and… you get the idea” She finally righted herself in dressing and stood up slowly, nearly stumbling as her equilibrium wasn’t level.

“Sounds like my dad” Sam said with a scoff as he pulled his jeans back on. “Will I see you in the morning?”

“Who’s to say” she said as she gave him a quick kiss and headed towards the door. She was stopped when she felt Sam’s hand on her wrist. She turned around to face him and saw the hurt in his eyes. She put her hands on the sides of his face and gave him a soft lingering kiss. When she felt his arms wrap around her and pull her to him, she broke the kiss.
“Sam… I…”

“Stay.” He whispered against her lips

“I… I can’t, as much as I want to… and believe me I want to, I can’t.” she said as she pushed his arms away from her body and opened the door. “Thank you” She whispered as she slipped out the door.

Sam leaned his forehead against the door for a moment letting his mind linger on her a moment longer. When he felt himself start to nod off, he shuffled the short way to the bed and flopped down on it falling asleep almost instantly.

Jade hurriedly opened the door to her motel room and looked around the room feeling almost as if someone was watching her. She realized she was just paranoid and crawled onto one of the twin beds feeling exhausted beyond her own comprehension. She was asleep almost the instant her head hit the pillow.
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