Breathe Life Into Me

Sam’s POV

We went to get in the car but Brit stopped me. “Sammy…are you alright? You’ve been acting weird all day…” I wanted to be here with her…I knew she needed me to…but I couldn’t help but wander away from her and everything around me….

Flashback

“You are Sam, right?” a voice rang from behind me.

I turned to see Don…Amelia’s ex…supposedly dead husband. I tensed up. “Relax. I ain't here to fight” he sat down beside me and called over the bartender.

“I heard about what happened to you. Rough deal’ I tried to keep my voice steady.

“Hmm. Yeah, well, I appreciate that. We got ourselves a situation here now, though, don't we?”

“Guess we do”

“Truth is, I can't blame either of you for what happened. Hell, there were days there I thought I was a dead man. But when I do come back and what I come back to is this, well, it ain't no great mystery if part of me is thinking, ‘What's wrong with this picture?’”

“Don…”

“Sam, let me finish. I know part of her loves me. And now…part of her loves you. But the only one that knows what's best for Amelia is Amelia. So when all of this is said and done and she's made her decision, I'll respect it. And if you truly love her, you'll do the same”

All I could do was nod. I couldn’t even look up to meet his eyes. “He could use another” he told the tender and then walked away. I felt like I could breathe again.

End Flashback

“Sammy…hello? Anybody home?” Brit brought me back and all I could do was stare into her concerned eyes. “You still with me, Sam?”

“Umm yea…yea I’m still with you…always. Come on” I ushered her into the car.

Choosing to leave Amelia was one of the hardest things I’ve ever done…right next to trying to forget about Brittney during the year we were apart. Trying to forget about her was impossible…and I couldn’t imagine having to choose to actually leave her like I did Amelia….

Dean’s POV

“Dean…wakey-wakey” I could hear Mel’s voice singing in my head. I had a searing headache and suddenly my whole body was hurting.

“I’m…taking my clothes off…as I speak my shirt is slowly slipping away. Button by button…”

“You better keep those buttons buttoned until I’m conscious enough to undo them myself” I grunted as she helped me sit up.

I tried to get to my feet but I saw that I was cuffed to the freaking radiator. “Martin did this?” I shook my head.

“Crazier than we thought” My eyes went from the cuffs, to her, back to them. “Well? You gonna help me out?”

“Awe but I thought the kinkiness would be such a turn on” she crawled onto my lap.

“Mel…we need to…” I tried to keep my mind clear as my heart began to race faster and faster.

“Warn Benny. I know. It’s already done. I told him that they didn’t go for the plan and that he should get going while the going’s good…” she murmured as I felt her lips skim my neck.

“And uhh what did he say?”

“Said that Sam doesn’t scare him”

“So he’s still here? Damn it Benny” I breathed out.

She suddenly stopped and back away to look at my face. “Well then we better get going shouldn’t we” she smiled and hopped to her feet.

I just stared at her incredulous as she spun around waiting for me. I pulled my hand up and saw I was free. “I’m getting better at picking locks” she grinned. “Tease” I huffed and chased her out the door.

“So what now? Where are we with Benny?” I asked her, keeping up with her pace.

“We’re going to find Desmond and Benny’s coming. Gotta go get him…”

“What? But he can’t…”

“Dean, he knows where Desmond is and this is his fight. He’s coming”

And that was that. There was no use arguing with her. I noticed myself admiring everything about her…the way she was keeping herself together…the way she was dealing with everything…the new her…my new friend…Brittney and Sam not getting along some days and then being happy and in love other days…she was just dealing with it all. And I never knew how she did it…I don’t think I’ll ever know.

When we got outside Mel ran right for the driver’s seat, dangling my keys out. How she got them I wont ever know…but she was the one who had talked to Benny and apparently created a master plan. I was in no position to argue. She drove us to the shipyard all the while I was afraid to even move in my seat. Surprisingly though she was a much better driver than she used to be. I used to only let her drive the getaway car because she had this need for speed but she’s actually decent now.

We got to the town’s shipyard and found Benny waiting with a machete in his hands, ready to kill. “This the place, huh? So, what's the plan? We hang back while you guys do some trust falls and binge-drinking?” I quipped, getting together which weapons were coming in with us.

“No you’re gonna hang back while Benny and I hold hands and go running off into the sunset” Mel teased.

“Hmm funny” I grunted in response.

“You two are one odd pair…and if I didn't know you better, I'd say you have an extremely low opinion of us vamps”

“Call it healthy skepticism” I shrugged.

We all headed into the building where there were boxes and tools and boats hanging everywhere. A real boathouse. Before we could discuss anything Mel was already checking out a section of the place. I guess I had no choice but to do the same and split up. Not having Mel at my side gave me this sick feeling that I didn’t like one bit. I was still worried about her being on the job. She wasn’t all back yet, it was obvious…but she was trying so hard to get back on her feet….

All of a sudden I heard a loud crash followed by some thumps and I raced to the other side to see, who I assumed was Desmond, pinning Mel to the ground. I wanted to go to her rescue…but I was scared if I just ran out into the open and started attacking then he would hurt Mel…all I could do was watch and anticipate….

“Benny never told me he was bringing a friend” the vamp hissed in her face.

“You're not gonna talk a lot, are you? It’s been a really rough day” she grunted and went to stab him with the syringe filled with dead man’s blood.

But he was faster than she was and he broke the syringe in thirds, sending the pieces flying across the floor. When the vamp slit his nail across her neck I went to lunge forward but Benny held me back and shook his head at me as he mouthed the words part of the plan. I gave him an are you kidding look and my distressed eyes snapped back to Mel who was still struggling. I watched him enjoy licking the blood off his fingers and then he snarled…and dove in for a piece of her neck. Before I could even react Benny had flashed by me and over to them, pulling the rouge off Mel and decapitating him. The head rolled and the body fell. I raced right to Mel and helped her to her feet, inspecting her carefully.

“Well it definitely took you long enough” she breathed out.

“I’m telling you, my friend. Your girl has a lot of spunk. She’s one of a kind” Benny said to me.

“More like she’s just crazed out of her tiny head” I couldn’t help but smile at the fact that she was fine and that Benny was there….

I noticed Benny shifting in his spot though, uncomfortably at the sight of Mel’s blood oozing out. He was doing his best to restrain. “You okay, Benny?” Mel asked cautiously. He raised eyes up to meet Mel’s and then he looked over at me.

“I’m fine” he nodded and headed back outside.

“You may be back and kicking but you’re still as stupid as ever” I said to her as I held a cloth against her neck, wiping away the blood and trying to just make the cut heal faster.

“Well stupidity gets the job done…so I’ve heard” she winked at me and I just gave her a look.

“Come on…lets go check on Benny…”

“Wait…Mel…” I grabbed her hand.

“Why were you really so quick to trust Benny? I mean, don’t get me wrong. I’m overly grateful but…”

“You trusted him with your life, Dean. Just knowing that you put that much trust in him was good enough for me to trust him too. Now would you just stop doubting me and yourself and be glad that you made a new friend” And with that she walked right out.

I quickly followed and we walked over to Benny who was looking out into the water. “My life here is over, isn't it?” he sighed.

“Afraid so. Once word gets out…the machete swingers that'll come for you…you can't take them all. It's impossible. And even if you could…”

“We'd have a problem”

“Guys like us, we don't get a home. We don't get family”

“You got Sam…and Melissa and Brittney…”

“Yea…I do…” I took Mel’s hand and stared down at her. I don’t know what I would do without my family….

“Benny…you got to go deep underground, where nobody knows who you are” she spoke sympathetically.

“Yeah. I got one last thing I got to do” With that he walked away from us.

Sam’s POV

FROM: AMELIA RICHARDSON

Sam, I need your help
Come quick

Those words…made everything inside me freeze. What was I supposed to do? We were so close to ending this case…could I really just pick up and leave to go to her? And with Brit standing right here…? “Sam? Everything okay?” Brit’s voice came into my head.

I looked down at her…and then back at the text that was glaring up at me from my phone. If something happened to Amelia and I didn’t do anything about it…I don’t think I could forgive myself. But…Brittney….

She took my phone and read the text and then looked back up at me. “Well…what are you still doing here?” she wondered with a smile. Was she serious? Was she being sarcastic? I was trying to search any hint of resentment or anger in her eyes…but there was none of that. All I saw was understanding and compassion.

“But…” She looked back at Martin who was completely oblivious to us as he was scoping out the area. She, then, took my hand and led me to Martin’s car. We both got in and I started driving. I wanted to explain to Brit what I was feeling…what this meant to me…but I couldn’t focus on anything except for getting to Amelia.

Flashback

“What are you doing?” she wondered, catching me in the act of packing up my things.

“I'm uhh I'm leaving” I told her unable to even look her in the eye as I said the words.

“What?” Panic filled her voice. “Don found you at the bar”

“Amelia…”

“He threatened you”

“Amelia, no. He didn't threaten me. I…look, I'm just trying to do the right thing here” I tried to reason with her.

“The right thing? This morning, you and I were the right thing, remember?”

“I know that you and Don deserve a chance, okay? And…I think you know that, too. Just give him a chance…like you gave me” She didn’t know what to say to make me stay…and I don’t think there was anything she could say. I hated seeing her like this. “I mean…Amelia, you saved me”

End Flashback

Dean’s POV

I was trying to give Benny as much time as possible to take in his granddaughter and remember everything about her…because most likely he wouldn’t be able to see her ever again. Mel’s eyes met mine and then she nodded, cuing me that it was time. “Okay Buddy…time to go” I sighed.

Benny faced me and then offered his arm. I took it and pulled him in to pat him on the back. “Thanks for not giving up on me, brother” he said.

“Don't give me a reason to” I replied.

“Well don’t let this one get away. She’s a true gem” he talked about Mel.

I looked back over my shoulder to see her waiting patiently as Benny and I were saying goodbye. He walked over to her and she welcomed him with open arms. “Stay out of trouble” she told him.

“Yes maim”

“And call if you ever need anything” she winked at him. He just nodded and smiled. Then he looked back at me and just pointed at me like it was supposed to have some kind of meaning…and somehow I understood him.

We watched him drive away and then I looked down at Mel and noticed…I was smiling. Really smiling. It wasn’t fake. It wasn’t forced. She was making me smile for real…and I couldn’t remember the last time it happened. “Why are you looking at me like that?” she asked, narrowing her eyes at me and then avoiding my gaze.

“It’s nothing…just uhh…I’m glad you’re here” I rubbed the back of my neck and looked up uncomfortably. Why did she make me act like such a chick?

“I’m glad I’m here too sweet cheeks” she pinched my cheek and I smacked her hand away.

“Okay, okay, enough of that” I took out my phone and dialed Martin.

She nudged me to the side and walked a little ahead of me to the car. I watched her as it was as if she was just dancing on air…happy to be alive. I’ve never seen her like this before. It was enlightening. Seeing her…happy like this…was definitely a new change of pace…and I was almost struggling to keep up….

“Hey, Dean” Martin voiced.

“Look, I'm just calling to let you know that the situation is resolved. Benny was not lying. There was another vamp, and we ganked him. Together”

“Oh. That's good, Dean” He was mocking.

“Yeah, shut up and listen to me. Benny's long gone, and he won't be coming back, ever. So for your own sake, do not follow him. Are we clear?”

“You don't have to worry about me, Dean. I'm long gone, too”

“Oh, and, Martin?”

“Yeah?”

“Find a new line of work” I hung up.

“Everything good?” Mel asked me.

“Yea…everything’s perfect”

She eyed me. “Okay I know I was gone for a while but I didn’t think this much had changed. You’re all…mushy and soft now…why?”

I just shrugged. “Things are kind of looking up”

“Yea and as soon as you say that things always start to look down” she reminded me.

“I don’t care. I’ll shout it to the world even if it means that everything will come crashing down. As long as you’re here…”

“Okay stop right there. Before you go completely marshmallow on me. If this is the new you then I don’t know if I want any part of…”

But before she could finish, I kissed her. I needed to. Having her so close and not being able to remember what she felt like on my skin…it was hurting too much. I wanted her…I needed her.

Brit’s POV

We finally got to Amelia’s house and Sam and I stalked around the house with our guns drawn. This was his thing. I was only his backup…and I know I’m the reason that we’re here but I was still nervous. Anxious to see this girl for myself and see what Sam’s reaction would be. I watched him walk up to the window and look inside. His face was calm…relieved. I got to his side and looked for myself. I saw a woman…who I assumed was Amelia…walk over to a man sitting on the couch in front of the television. He looked up at her, smiled and held his arms open for her to get comfortable next to him. She looked…happy…content. And she looked like she wasn’t thinking about Sam one bit.

I looked up at him and then he walked off, back to the car. I followed him. “Listen Sam. I…” I started to say but then my phone started ringing. I looked down at my pocket and took it out.

When I looked back up I saw Sam had stopped in his tracks and then turned to face me…he had his own phone up to his cheek. I froze and slowly picked up my cell. Sam slammed his thumb down on the end button before I could even say hello.

“So…it was you?” he asked incredulous. I tried to speak but no words came out. “Swapping Amelia's phone out with a burner, sending a distress signal. Nice trick, Brit. But why? And when?”

“Well…Dean did it a while back for just in case purposes and he gave it to me…you needed this, Sam. Your head wasn’t in it. Always distracted…never here…with me” I murmured the last part.

“Brittney…” he spoke gently.

“I just wanted you to finally be at peace and quit worrying about something that didn’t need to be worried about”

He sighed and looked back at the house and then back at me. “Come on, lets get out of here” he offered his hand to me. I let out a breath of relief and then followed him back to the car.

My phone began to ring and I saw it was Dean. “Hey”

“Hey…how’d it go?”

“Umm yea…it went fine. Everything’s good…how about on your side?”

“Yeah, everything’s good here too”

“Any casualties?”

“Martin”

I sighed. “Damn it”

Sam suddenly took the phone from me and I could see his anger and annoyance. “Was it Benny?” he demanded. “Was it Benny?!” he grunted. “No, I know what happened, Dean” And with that he hung up. I watched him carefully and couldn’t help but feel like crap. He was directing his frustration toward Dean when it probably should’ve been toward me.

He started the car and began to drive. “Sam…”

“Brit…I’m fine. Really. I think you were right. I did need this…”

“So…do you need a drink too?” I asked as I saw he was coming up to a bar.

“Just a little”

“Do you want me to stay…”

“Of course not. Come on” he got out of the car and I followed him inside.

“Well? Do you have it out of your system?” he asked as we ordered some drinks.

“What do you mean?”

“Brit, no matter what you go through. With everything that’s been said and done…you’re still the same insecure person I grew up with” he chuckled.

My jaw dropped. “Excuse me?”

“And I don’t understand why. You’re so…strong and you have so much will power. It’s almost threatening” he smiled.

“I wasn’t insecure about you and Amelia…I was concerned”

“I know…and that’s what I love about you” he cupped my cheek.

I saw something was coming over him and I wasn’t sure if it was because he was overwhelmed from seeing Amelia or if he was sad about seeing her and being with me or what. He just stared at me with this look that, honestly, I haven’t seen for a while. Instead of looking through me (like he’s been doing a lot of lately) he actually saw me. He saw I was the one here beside him. No one else. Just me.

“Sam?” a voice interrupted us.

We both turned our heads and Sam shot to his feet. I looked up at him and then at the woman standing in front of him, holding his eyes…making him tremble. Amelia. “I knew that was you” she spoke with a sigh of relief. Oh shit….

Mel’s POV

Elizabeth had called Dean and asked for his rescue right away. When we got to her she was sitting outside of the diner covering in blood and shaking. We walked inside to see Martin’s dead body with blood covering every single thing that furnished the place. After being somewhat scared to death and we calmed her down, we both went on our merry ways.

I watched Dean carefully as he just glared at the road. “Dean…”

“I really don’t wanna talk about it, Mel”

“Okay. Then I’ll talk and you listen. Benny is a good friend, I can see that. And…”

“And he’s still a vampire, I know” he banged his fist on the wheel.

“Well yes…but I was going to say and Martin did have it coming” He glanced over at me, surprised. “I mean, he was already crazy and off his rocker way before this case came up…”

“Get to the point, Mel”

“The point is…you have good instincts. If you still truly believe that Benny is out of the vamp business then stick with your gut. No matter what anyone says…do your best to keep your head straight and go with what you think is right. Stop being so doubtful of everything and everyone all the time. Where’s that Winchester confidence that you were so well known for?”

Silence came after that as he replayed my words in his head. Suddenly he made a turn that was not in the direction of Sam and Brit. “Where we going?”

“You’ll see”

It took about two hours for us to finally get to where Dean wanted to go. He came around the car to open my door and he took my hand, leading me up a hill that seemed larger than everything. “Dean…what about Sam and Brit?” I breathed out with a huff. I was definitely out of shape.

“They’ll be fine. Come on…” he pulled harder and trudged faster. By the top we got to the top I was so out of breath and lightheaded, it was embarrassing.

“Okay…can I just…sit down now?” I knelt to the ground as he walked ahead. “What did you want to show me?”

He gestured out to the horizon as the sun was beginning to rise over the ocean. I got back to my feet and walked over to him. “You once said that if you died and suddenly came back to life…again then you had a list of things you would want to do in life”

“Yea but Dean…I said that to try and be sentimental. Just because I had nothing better to say…”

“Not true. See, I found that list of things that you would want to accomplish and although I can not and will not give you access to that Channing guy’s bedroom, I can give you this”

“Dean…I see sunsets all the time…”

“Not the sunset, ya dork. The cliff, the water, the perfect weather at dawn…”

“You’re not suggesting…”

“Cliff diving” he said certain.

“Okay you have absolutely lost your mind. I think Martin rubbed off on you”

“Come on, Mel. You’re the one that said stop doubting everything. This is me being spontaneous, just go with it”

“Dean…there are rocks down there. Sharp, pointy rocks. If you jump the wrong way…”

“Then we just wont jump the wrong way” he reasoned as he took off his shirt and started to head for the edge.

“Dean, come on…this is stupid. Can we please just get back in the car…”

“Is Melissa Stern scared?” he taunted and started to undo his belt.

“I’m not scared…but I’m not stupid or suicidal either” I gave him a look.

“Well that second part is very good to know. So since we’re not stupid and definitely no suicidal then don’t you think we should just…live a little?” I narrowed my eyes at him…and then he took off his jeans and stood right at the edge.

“Dean…” I sighed.

“I’m going for it…I’m one step away…” he sang. I felt everything inside me tugging at me to follow…but this was….

“Okay, okay, stop!” I yelled at him. He eyed me with a smirk and then I sighed. “I can’t believe I’m doing this” I muttered as I started to slip off my shirt and take off my own jeans.

“Come on, Mel. You know you want…” But before he could finish his sentence he went falling off the edge.

“Dean!” I raced to the edge and looked down…waiting to see him resurface. “Dean!” I yelled down and that was when I saw him come up.

“Come on in, Mel! The water is freezing!” he yelled back up at me. I laughed and then stepped back, took a deep breath and then I went running right off the cliff. The shit I do when I’m with this crazy son of a bitch.

The water engulfed me and at first it was like pins and needles but I quickly adjusted. I resurfaced and Dean was right there, laughing at me. “This whole chasing each other around thing that we have going on is getting pretty tiring” I huffed out, trying to control my shivering.

“Then just stop chasing”

“You know I cant do that”

“And you know that you don’t want to” he grinned.

“Well you know that you love it” I swam forward.

“I do” he agreed, pulling me in as we were treading water together.

Here we were…two grown adults…crazy enough in love to go jumping off a cliff for each other. For the moment we didn’t have a care in the world…we did what we want, when we wanted…I never realized before how much I took it all for granted. I never want to do it again…and it doesn’t mean I wont because a few weeks from now things will most likely be different…but for now? I was just happy to live.

We both swam to shore and made our way back up to the car so we could get warm. He put the heat on full blast as we dried ourselves off with a spare blanket in the trunk. I felt like a teenager again…being stupid, having fun…having a normal life with her normal boyfriend. I knew it couldn’t last though…this isn’t who we were anymore…it’s who we used to be. And although the memories were faint…they were still memories. Our memories.

“Hey… remember that time when my parents took your dad out for dinner and we threw the biggest party of the century?” I chuckled a little and so did he.

“Your dad was so pissed. I never knew he could get mad at you”

“Yea, well he wasn’t as pissed as your dad. And it wasn’t even your house that we trashed”

“I think that was the point though…he figured I should’ve known better than to just throw this big ass party in his best friend’s house”

“And then there was the fact that we kind of left Sam and Brit to fend for themselves…”

“Yea, there was that” he laughed.

Some silence followed. “I know we haven’t talked about it…and it was because I wanted to give you some space…”

“I don’t need anymore space, Dean. Really. They might even consider me clingy” “Oh please. None of that” I laughed and rolled my eyes.

“But I was just curious…is it really gone?”

My smile faltered at the thought and feeling of discomfort I was getting. “Well…yea…”

I looked down…almost ashamed. I always felt my demon half was what made me a hunter. It was what made me so powerful and intelligent and it was what gave me the upper hand on everyone and everything. But it was also the thing that made me more different then everyone else. It made me a freak…and yet I felt helpless without it. Without the power.

“I mean…I can’t hear through thick walls anymore and I can’t see as well in the dark…my emotions are more…normal. It’s not hot or cold, it’s more…in the middle. I’m able to control myself I guess you can say…” I was rambling now.

“And how do you feel about all of that?” I looked up at him. He really asked me how I felt about it?

“Well…I don’t know. I’m kind of embarrassed about how I miss it a little. I have to relearn everything…I have to gain new instincts that I don’t know if I ever had to begin with. I can’t even pick a lock anymore because I relied on my ears listening to the clicks” He nodded, acknowledging it all.

“But I also like knowing that now I’m like every other hunter”

“Well you’re much hotter than other hunters I’ve seen” I punched his arm.

“But seriously…you know I’m here, right? I’ve been here”

“I know, Dean. Geez, quit the mushy stuff already. You’re creeping me out. I may have to learn how to do everything all over again but I’m still me. And I’m still not such a big fan of softies” I smirked. He chuckled.

“Okay, lets head back then”

“Wait…I’m sitting here, almost completely naked, in my good bra and underwear and you won’t even take advantage of me? Dean Winchester, are you feeling alright?” I asked him as he pulled his shirt back over his head.

“Lets just say…I have gone soft. And it’s all your fault”

“Well I haven’t gone soft. Come here” I pulled him by the collar as I let my body fall to the backseat. He laughed as he crawled back and hovered above me.

“Nothing has changed about you at all” he chuckled.

“I’ll take that as a good thing” I smiled.

I wasted no time after that to collide my lips with his. Nothing but him was on my mind. It was only us…and there was nothing else in the world. No monsters…no problems…just us. And it was all I needed….