Coincidences are Lies (Zee/Adam/Sam)

[Adam Milligan]

[adam]"Never found him," she had to admit. "I stopped looking when angels started turning up everywhere I turned all 'blessed art thou among women' and making me want to shoot them a lot." She'd figured out weeks ago that this wasn't a random occurance. That fae hadn't just happened to do what he did, she and Sam hadn't just happened to be hunting him on the same night in the same bar, her birth control hadn't just happened to fail. This shit was on purpose, and it made her furious but it also kept he kind of focused on what mattered.

Adam stood up and said loudly, "I will go and make a run, you will stay here and work shit out with your It's Complicated. What do people want to eat? Pregnant girl picks."

Zee grinned at him. "Pizza. Cheese and fresh tomatoes, light sauce, plenty of parmesan and red pepper packets. There's cash in the tool box on the bathroom counter."

"Got it." After waiting on Sam's order, Adam cleared out, shutting the door very firmly behind him and leaving the pair of them to work some shit out without him.[/adam]

[Sam Winchester]

[sam]When Adam was gone, Sam turned his full focus on Zee. "Angels acting in an unusual manner. That's not alarming at all. Please tell me you know more of what's going on. All I got from Cas were directions, and a not-so-subtle hint that finding you was important. He didn't tell me that you had turned in Mary. Why are angels going freakishly weird? I'm not above calling Cas and wringing some answers from him."

Now he was starting to worry, and get angry. When he'd last seen the angel, his direct questions had been dodged and he'd accepted it at the time. Now he wished he'd forced more information out of the smaller man. "This is not a good sign. I don't like it when angels start showing up or paying too much attention to someone. It's the sort of shit that led to the first attempt at an apocalypse."

He paused. "I really feel uncomfortable calling a baby an it. When do hospitals normally tell people what the gender is?"[/sam]

[Zee Kerrick]

[zee]She sat down again, her bottle of juice hanging loosely from one hand. "It's a boy. He's a boy." She plucked at the hem of her shirt. "And for the past month, seems like every time I turn around I'm bumping in to an angel. Castiel once, other ones too. And they all want me to know that this is Very Important Business and that I need to do exactly what they tell me. Mostly after that I tell them very sweetly to fuck off and they get offended but don't dare smite me."

A growl, "They won't tell me why he's so important. But it's not hard to guess, at least part of it."[/zee]

[Sam Winchester]

[sam]His heart sunk and horror replaced the joy. "He's got my blood. And I don't have the best track record when it comes to Very Important Business. Or angels. I'm sorry, Zee. It would probably be easier if he weren't actually mine." Which actually hurt to say, because now that it was a reality he wanted it very badly. He'd lost normalcy and Jess, his family was a royal mess, but he'd never considered a future outside of some hideously painful death. It seemed Castiel had brought him back to do one last act, but he'd be damned if he was going to let anyone manipulate his son. Sam worked those words through his brain again, savoring the feel of them even as he resented what they meant.

"They couldn't just leave me in the Cage. Hasn't the world gone through enough?" Sam would always be glad that Adam had been pulled out, but right at this moment - caught on the edge of frustration and happiness - he resented them for not leaving him alone. "They can't have him, Zee. I don't care what they've got planned. I don't care if there's some new apocalypse. They can't have him." Family was all he had left and he couldn't protect his brothers, but he could try to protect this new, frail life.

Calm in his anger, Sam took in the young woman. "I was serious about the headphones. I want to give him everything I didn't have. Maybe not a normal life, but real parents. And it's not just for his sake. The fae may have cast his spell, but I wasn't entirely unwilling." And then Sam was Sam again, turning a faint shade of sheepish red with his confession.[/sam]

[Zee Kerrick]

[zee]An exasperated exhale. "Well, he is yours. So the angels can fuck off, so can the demons. I've started painting angel-banishing sigils everywhere I spend longer than an hour, loaded up on the anti-demonic stuff too. And," a sigh, "I've gotten picky about the hunts I take on." She didn't like admitting it, almost as much as she didn't like doing it. "I'm going to see my parents, for fuck's sake. I'm trying to pull my shit together without feeling sorry for myself. So you've gotta do that too. If we're going to do this, no self-pity. It's not fair. Not to be baby, me, you, Adam, everybody."

"And," her eyebrows went up, and for the first time in a minute she seemed to be supressing a smile, "good call adding that last bit about not being unwilling. Otherwise you'd have found yourself with a broken nose right this second. I don't mind 'let's try it and see if we can make it work', but I won't do 'let's make it work for the baby's sake and nothing else.' That's bullshit. You want me or you don't, either way the baby's better off with us being honest with each other than lying for his sake."[/zee]

[Sam Winchester]

[sam]"No self-pity. I dropped that when Cas came for me. Am shedding it as I go. I don't have the room nor the time for it anymore. Especially now." Sam actually smiled. "Trust me, Zee. I want you. Not for the baby. Not because some fae-bastard cast some stupid spell. Do you really think I would have broken the speeding laws of at least seven states if I didn't care? Cas didn't tell me shit, other than that I needed to find you. And when I left Florida, Cas gave me very little information about your whereabouts. He said my best window was Des Moines. I haven't slept in two days, because I was certain you were dying or something. Of course, before that, I cared. I'm thick and slow, it takes me a while to catch on."

Which was true enough. There were enough instances in his past that proved that. Zee had been a sort-of constant in his hunting life, but he'd never really caught on that he might have thought of her as more. Not until he was racing through Tennessee, running on coffee alone. "I'm not asking for the baby. I'm asking for me. Can we give this a try? I mean, two hunters in a steady relationship. It happens, right?" Not to the Winchesters, but he wasn't going to bring that up. If anything, he was going to prevent what had happened to Jess and his mother, even to Lisa from happening to Zee if it killed him (again).[/sam]

[Zee Kerrick]

[zee]A happily exagerrated sigh. "Yes, I'm well aware that you're a bit dense. Been saying it for years, remember? You're actually worse than your brother, and that's saying something."

She smiled, though, and scooted toward him. "I'm up for trying. It's not like I've ever had a steady boyfriend or anything." Paul didn't count, that was something else entirely. "And yeah, it wasn't all the fairy." Something else she'd had to admit to herself over the past few months. That the bickering and the baiting and the insults had come from the exact same impulses as led little boys to pull girls' pigtails on the playground.[/zee]

[Sam Winchester]

[sam]Sam scowled. "I am not more dense than Dean. No one is more dense than him, Zee. If there was a trophy for denseness, he would probably win it. Maybe." This was either Sam's frustration with Dean showing through; or simply his inability to accept that, yes, he really was that dense.

He quieted, calming with the realization of her confession. When had he started to care for Zee as more than a passing hunter? Probably around the time he'd permanently said goodbye to Jess and that had been several years ago now. Really, though, it had taken him a long time to build up to the point where those feelings were enough that he could admit to them (once he'd realized they where there - he really was that dense). "Zee will you be my girlfriend?" There was half-a-joke in that question, because their situation was just too not-normal for the question.[/sam]

[Zee Kerrick]

[zee]Oh my God, she must actually be gone on this stupid man, because she actually found that cute instead of hitting him. Not that she wasn't going to tease him about it for the rest of both their lives, but it was cute. Cute enough that she smiled at him instead of laughing and said, "One stipulation. You never, and I mean never, tell me that I'm in danger because you're a trouble magnet, that I'll get hurt because you're cursed, any of that. The baby either. I hear one word about you passing your cursed blood on to him, you get a beating. I'll buy a riding crop special."

And even as she was slipping up to kneel straddling Sam's lap, she was looking at him fiercely. "I am not kidding about this, Sam. No 'everything bad that happens to you is my fault'. Not even one. You have to promise me."[/zee]

[Sam Winchester]

[sam]Sam had a retort about kinks and violence, but she was so serious that he didn't even try. "You don't need me to get into danger, I agree. And I can't get off on being guilty about his life, because I didn't curse it. I won't go emo on you, Zee." He could promise that much. He was dealing with the guilt about Adam, he had dealt with his guilt about the Apocalypse by jumping into the pit. Whatever was going on right now was not a product of Sam's actions, because he hadn't done anything.

"I promise, Zee." He was serious. "I learned how much more productive it was to fight back than to sit around feeling guilty when Lucifer was running around. Or, as well as a guy like me can learn, anyway." It was a damned fae's fault and he had to hang on to that belief.[/sam]

[Zee Kerrick]

[zee]All too graciously, "Then yes, I will be your girlfriend instead of your babymomma. And you get to be the one to explain to Dean that you're dating an underaged girl who you knocked up on a one night stand." She had to find the funny in this situation or she was going to go clean out of her head.

At which point Zee did something she'd been fantasizing about for months now (maybe years, if she were going to admit that) and kissed Sam rather seriously. No fae this time, no excuses, no pretending it wasn't what it was. She ran her hands deep into his hair and kissed him like she meant it. Because she really, really did.[/zee]

[Sam Winchester]

[sam]He was fully planning to whine about that last part, but then she was kissing him. And it was so very good. Sam's hands moved automatically up the sides of her legs to her hips. As if to physically restrain her from pulling away from him. His mouth was responsive, at first hesitant because this was his first kiss in hundreds of years, and not quite aggressive but there was an edge there. An almost promise to say yes, yes this is happening. His hands spoke a different language. A language that said mine and not sharing.

Slowly, his hands moved up to her stomach and smoothed her shirt over her baby bump. Again there was possession and mine mine mine, while his mouth was completely hers.[/sam]

[Zee Kerrick]

[zee]Zee was confident and aggressive and eager, no doubts or hesitation on her. Her body pressing into his hands, down against his lap, her mouth slanting over his while her tongue explored him with delicate heat. She wanted this, and she wasn't apologetic about it any more than she was about anything else in her life.

And being so bold, so brave in this, she ended up giving away more than she probably knew. Opening herself up to show those scars again, the ones she hid from everyone but Paul. Her kiss so needy, admitting with her body what she could never say aloud: how much she needed someone to ground herself to. How small she truly was, build birdlike and fragile under the hard muscle, physically unsuited to the hunt and having soldiered past that on pure balls and stubbornness.[/zee]

[Sam Winchester]

[sam]He groaned up into her mouth, really wishing she wouldn't move that way because Adam could be back at any minute, but dear god more. Where she was all confidence, he held himself back. It wasn't for lack of feelings and it wasn't just because he was enjoying her. Part of him was afraid that he could actually hurt her. Underneath all the heavy clothing and the big, bad attitude, she felt fragile. And he wasn't sure he was entirely safe still. Holding himself together because he had to was one thing, but the idea of actually losing his grip on reality while in the height of pleasure was somewhat terrifying. There was a significant lack of confidence while Sam struggled and found himself.

Once the warring memories of hell and his soulless body were settled and he could steadily ignore his personal devil, he became sure and steady. He could be a pillar of strength for her to draw from, could become her weapon when she had no other. Sam's hands dragged her down into his lap with a firmness, a unspoken demand. He broke away from her mouth to draw in a deep, ragged breath, pressing his forehead to her shoulder. "Zee..." All the delicious tension she had evoked existed in that one utterance of her name.[/sam]

[Zee Kerrick]

[zee]"Fuck," she breathed out. "Sam." One hand cupped the back of his head, cradling him tenderly against her shoulder even as her hips rocked down against him in silent and unmistakable answer to the demands he was making. He felt incredible. So big, so solid, and she remembered all too vividly how he'd looked naked, how he'd felt sliding into her and she wanted more. A lot more.

There were things she needed to do. Her brain was telling her so, insisting on it even though it was getting less and less important compared to the shrill demands of her body. There were things they needed to talk about, things she needed to admit to him that she'd never told another person. Not even Paul, the old hunter had seen the worst of it and guessed the rest. But if they were going to be having a child together Sam needed to know them, and it would only be fair to tell him before they had sex.

Which only had her groaning but not letting go of him, not pulling back from where she was pressed down against that gorgeous hard line in his jeans and what that pressure was doing to her.[/zee]