Erin
I’d stopped crying after half an hour, and Zack and I were just laying on our bed, he was holding me, and he wasn’t saying anything. He understood why I wanted my baby to come home to me, but we couldn’t make any decisions yet, we needed to talk to the whole gang, Hannah included, and make sure it would be safe enough for her to come and live here. That’s why she was staying with her grandpa, it wasn’t safe for her.

When she was born, Hannah and Sam were still planning their wedding, she’ll be three in two months, Dean and I weren’t exactly a couple, we were just the best of friends who had a little too much to drink one night, and woke up next to each other, nine months later, Beth was born.

“I’m here!” Hannah announced, bursting through the door and into the bedroom wearing a sports bra and a pair of boxers, carrying a large tub of Ben and Jerry’s chocolate fudge brownie ice cream and two spoons “I’m here,” She panted.

Zack and I smiled up at her, then he kissed me on the head and told me he’d see me in a little while, he needed to talk to Matt about a few things.

“Hey,” I smiled at Hannah as she sat herself on the bed beside me “How was dinner?” I asked.

“Interesting,” She chuckled “Matt made up this bullshit story about how he proposed, his parents and Amy totally ate the whole thing up,” I had to laugh, of course they did “But how are you?”
She asked.

“Better,” I shrugged “I just… Beth is my baby, not my sister, she shouldn’t be living with my dad, sure, I’ve caught all the good bits, she just decided to say her first word when I was visiting and then started walking the time after that, but I’m missing everything in between the big things, I’m not getting to enjoy the little things,”

“You gave her up because it wasn’t safe,” She told me, opening the tub of ice cream while I
picked up my spoon and holding it out for me to dig in first “You did what you had to do, but it’s been quiet lately, I don’t think the guys would say no to her coming to live here,”

“Zack wants her to come and live with us,” I told her “We were talking about it while we waited, and he said he would be happy for her to come here, that I should be allowed to be a mother, and he won’t try to be her father, but he would treat her and help me raise her as if she were his own,”

“Did you tell him about Dean?” She asked.

“Not yet,” I sighed “I don’t want to drop that bomb on him until it’s decided that she is coming here,”

“Good idea,”
~~~~
Matt
Dinner with our families had gone well, they believed everything, or at least James and Cooper pretended to believe everything, I knew that they knew this whole thing was fake, that she was being forced into this, but I also knew that there was nothing they could do about it.

I was sitting in my office behind the large oak desk, reading the mock-up the photographer had made this evening after he left us, the engagement announcements looked amazing, good enough to send out to our friends, families and business partners.

There was a knock at the door, just as I sent the e-mail to the photographer to have him go ahead and send us as many as we needed.

“Come in,” I called out absentmindedly, assuming that it would be Hannah, come to bother me about something, having decided I did something wrong tonight, or confess that she felt guilt for lying to my family, but instead, when I looked up as the door was closed again, I was surprised to see Zack walking towards me “What’s up, man?” I asked, noticing the torn expression on his face.

“I have to talk to you about something;” He sighed, sitting in one of the large chairs across the desk from me “Committed man, to committed man,”

“Sounds serious,” I joked, but the pleading look on his face made me realise that it really was serious “Shit, what happened?”

“Okay, so as you know, Erin has a two year old daughter,” I nodded “Well, Erin feels terrible that her father is raising her daughter for her, and she misses her more than any of us can imagine, and she really wants to have her brought home to live with her, where she should be,”

“Zack,” I sighted “I don’t know if-“

“Just hear me out,” He cut me off, holding up his hand to me. I gave him a nod to go ahead “Beth is still only a baby, sure, and she was given to her grandfather because when Erin first joined the group when the baby was only half a year old, it was because everything here was a mess, there were gunfights whenever we went out into the streets, we were enemies with every second person we passed on the street and shit was just simply hitting the fucking fan,” We shared a light hearted laugh at the memories of how things were a couple of year ago “But everything has calmed down a Hell of a lot, everything is settled here, Hannah isn’t going to be too involved in the heavy duty stuff if you have anything to say about it, meaning when Erin is out on a job, Hannah could watch her, I know she loves that little girl,”

“I hear what you’re saying,” I admitted with a nod “But what triggered this?” I asked “I mean, out of all the times Erin has gone up there to visit Beth, she’s never mentioned anything about bringing her home, why now?”

“I don’t know,” He said honestly “I don’t think anything happened, but I noticed her texting some random number a few times today, I didn’t mention it to her because she was so upset and I didn’t want to make things any worse,”

“I’ll talk to Hannah,” I told him, closing my laptop as I stood “She should be going to bed pretty soon,”

“Matt,” His voice had a hint of a warning tone “Don’t do anything stupid, okay?”

“I’m just going to see what I can find out,” I said, holding my hands up in defence “What makes you think I would do anything stupid?”

He scoffed, making me laugh as we both left the office and up the stairs.

We were reaching the top landing when we saw Hannah coming out of Zack and Erin’s room and walking to the end of the landing and into our bedroom, rubbing her eyes sleepily with one hand, while typing something on her phone with her other hand.

As Zack reached for the doorknob of his door, he turned to me and shot me a warning look.

“I’m not going to do anything,” I whispered.

“First sound of trouble and I’m coming in there with my gun, I will not hesitate to shoot you in the ass, Sanders.”

I just laughed quietly and walked away from him as he went into his bedroom.
When I reached the door to mine and Hannah’s bedroom, I could hear her talking to someone inside, her voice sounded… nervous? And excited, I could tell, it was a little shaky and slightly higher in pitch. I couldn’t make out exactly what she was saying, but I made out days and that she couldn’t wait.

I slowly let myself into the room, and her heated conversation quickly stopped, she glanced at me and then lowered her voice.

“Alright,” She whispered “I need to go now, I’ll speak to you soon, bye.” She hung up the phone and plugged it into the charger.

“Who was that?” I asked.

“No one,” She said quickly, slipping on one of her baggy t-shirts and removing her sports bra from underneath and tossing it in the hamper.

“Hannah,” I growled, walking over to her as I removed my shirt and threw it in the direction of her bra “Who the fuck were you talking to?”

“I told you,” She said nervously “It was no one,”

“You’re a terrible liar,”

“I’m not lying,”

“If you had just told me it was your dad or your brother, I would have believed you,”
She sat at her dressing table and started to wipe off her makeup with a wipe.

“Let it go, Matt.” She sighed “I can’t be fucked with this tonight,”

“No,” I said, a little louder than I meant to “You’re going to answer me honestly right now, who the fuck were you on the phone to?”

“I don’t have to tell you anything,” She spat “I don’t owe you shit!”

I couldn’t stop myself, I grabbed her by her hair and threw her to the floor, where she landed with a thud, on her right side and cried out in pain. She rolled over so that she was curled up in a ball, on her knees, her forehead pressed to the floor as she cradled her arm to her chest. No way that did any damage to her shoulder.

“Get the fuck up!” I yelled “You’re not that good an actress,” She looked up at me with tears in her eyes and her bottom lip shook, but that only fuelled my anger and my foot was swiftly connecting with her ribs, sending her crashing down again, but she didn’t try to get up this time either “What’s the matter?” I asked lowly, leaning down, grabbing a fistful of her hair and turning her onto her back “You can mouth off to me but you can’t fight me?”

“Just do it,” She whispered.

“Do what?” I smirked.

“Beat me to death!” She said loudly this time “You’re going to be the one to kill me anyway, just please do it now before I become your fucking wife!” That was the last straw.

I jumped on her, sitting on her waist and gave her one punch to the right side of her face, then another to the left, hitting her eye, then bursting her lip before climbing off of her and lifting her off of the ground by her already bruised throat and slamming her face against the wall, bursting her nose.

“I’m going to make you fucking mine,” I growled in her ear, pulling her ass away from the wall, holding her in place with one hand while undoing my belt with the other.

“I fucking warned you!” I heard Zack yell as the door opened and slammed against the door. A shot was fired and that was the last thing I heard.
~~~~
Hannah
I’d taken my beating from Matt as well as I could, but just before he could do the worst thing imaginable, Zack came in and rescued me, he shot at Matt and the bullet grazed the side of his head. Johnny wasn’t going to be able to fix that, so we had to call an ambulance, he was still breathing unfortunately, and they whisked him off to the hospital to fix him up and told the guys that he would be okay. Johnny hid me from the paramedics and took me into the small infirmary in the basement where he patched me up as well as he could; he gave me ice for my lip and my eye, cracked my nose back into place and told me that when the swelling of my eyes went down, my beauty wouldn’t be destroyed, and he wrapped my torso tightly to let my ribs heal.

Zack had gone in the ambulance with Matt, telling the paramedics their cover story which would be the exact same story he would tell the cops if they were involved, Matt was pretending to shoot himself in the head and didn’t realise the safety was off of the gun, given that it wasn’t his, and Erin followed behind them.

I refused to go, I didn’t want anybody to see me like this. I didn’t care that we were engaged and meant to be in love with each other, he got less than he deserved for what he did and tried to do to me.

I was laying on the sofa, my head in Brian’s lap and my feet in Jimmy’s.

“I’m going out,” I groaned, as I lifted myself off of the sofa and grabbed my keys “I won’t be back until tomorrow, so don’t wait up,”
~~~~
It was raining out, and the drive from the house to the motel was filled with me thinking of what could have happened if Zack hadn’t come in, what Matt, the man I was marrying was doing to me, and by the time I pulled up outside the motel, I was sobbing.

I got out of my car, still dressed in only a blood stained baggy t-shirt and boxer shorts, I hadn’t even put my bra back on. I walked up to the door and knocked lightly.

“Coming!” Sam called from inside, only making me cry harder. The door opened and revealed Sam, wearing only a pair of jeans, his face dropped and filled with concern when he saw me
“Hannah?” He breathed “Oh my God,” He gently tugged me into the motel room “Who the fuck did this to you?”

“I should have married you,” I cried “You were it, we were supposed to be together, Sammy.”

“I know,” He whispered, pulling me gently against him, wrapping his arms around my shoulders as mine wrapped around his torso “I know, baby.”

“It was Matt,” I whispered “Matt did this,”

I went on to tell him everything, I poured my heart out over the next twenty minutes, and he just listened to everything that I was saying, he let me pause for minutes at a time to cry, but he never moved from where he sat, his facial expression barely changed.

“Do you forgive me?” I whispered after I finished telling him everything “For all the hurt I caused you, for leaving you?”

He moved from the chair in the corner and onto the foot of the bed where I was sitting. We were only inches apart. He cupped my face with both of his hands and looked deep into my eyes.

“I forgave you when the hangover wore off,” he whispered with a smile, leaning in and pressing his lips against mine.

“Oh, Sam…” I whispered once I broke the kiss “I missed you so much,”
~~~~
Third Person
Sam moved Hannah so that she was laying down on the bed and settled himself between her legs, running his hands up and down the smooth, hairless skin before removing her t-shirt. His heart broke when he was her body bandaged from under her breasts and seeing the bruise forming under the material.

“Hannah…” He whispered.

“I’m ugly,” She said quietly “I know,” She reached for her shirt that he had discarded beside them, but he stopped her.

“You’ve never looked ugly a day in your life, and that isn’t about to start now,” He lowered his head and captured his lips with hers again.

Once they were both naked in a tangle of limbs, Sam buried himself deep inside Hannah, both of them moaning with the old familiar pleasure from each other’s bodies.

“I missed you,” Sam whispered to her “I missed this,”

“Me too,” She moaned “Oh God, Sam!” She moaned louder “You feel so good,”

Sam was being as gentle with her as he could because of her fragile and beaten body, and Hannah could tell, but just feeling him inside of her again was enough to put her right on the edge. They both knew that they weren’t going to last long, and that’s the thing about romance; two people just fit together perfectly and know everything about their bodies.

“I’m not going to last,” Sam admitted, his voice barely more than a grunt as he pressed his forehead against Hannah’s and looked into her eyes again “But you’re mine,” He whispered
“Mine, mine, mine,” he chanted over and over again, repeating the word ‘mine’ with every thrust into her tight, perfect body.

“Sammy,” She whined, writing beneath him “I need to,”

“Come for me baby, let it all go,”

That’s all it took for Hannah to come undone under the only man she ever loved, and as her walls clamped around him, he spilled inside of her with a loud grunt and a cry of her name as she screamed his at the top of her lungs.

“Mine,” He whispered against her neck.

“Yours,” She whispered back “Always have been,”

Notes

This chapter sort of speaks for itself, but I wanted Matt to be more graphically violent than in the last story, Hannah needed a serious reason to run to Sam, and it looks like she did the right thing by doing it too. I apologize that the smut isn't the best I've ever written, but it's late over here and I sooo wanted to get this posted!
Enjoy some Sammy smut!

- LMV