Hannah
The morning sun pouring through the crack in the shades created a warm line down the middle of my back where it hit my skin. For the first time in two years, I woke up to the familiar, calming scent of Sam, with his arm draped over my waist, my head on his chest and his chin on the top of my head. I knew where I was, I remembered everything from the night before, and I didn’t regret it one bit, but I was scared to open my eyes, the fear that if I opened them I’d be met with my horrible reality and that Sam was just a fragment of my imagination.

I felt as though someone was watching me closely, but it was probably just Sam looking down at me, still, I didn’t want to open my eyes.
The motel room door opened and slammed, making both of us jump and open our eyes to see
Dean sitting at the small desk at the end of the room, coffee and breakfast bagels in front of him.

“Morning,” He smiled sarcastically “Have a good night last night, brother?”

“Yeah,” Sam yawned, stretching his arms over his head before wrapping them around me, my body not covered with my t-shirt from last night that I’d just grabbed from the floor.

“Hi there, Hannah.” Dean smirked “How lovely to see you again, in bed, with my baby brother,”

“Sticking around for your daughter’s homecoming, Dean?” I asked, rubbing my eyes sleepily before I turned to Sam “I gotta get back to the house, see Erin and find out what happened at the hospital last night,”

“Can I come with you?” He asked gently, brushing the hair out of my face, totally ignoring Dean who was still watching us.

“Sure,” I smiled “Matt won’t be there,”

“What?” Dean asked, moving off of the chair and onto the bed with us, leaning closer to me
“What the fuck happened to your face?” I couldn’t bring myself to explain everything to him, so I just lifted my hand and showed him my new engagement ring “He’s the asshole who bruised your neck before?” I nodded “And he’s beating you?” I nodded again “Sam, what the fuck are we going to do about this?”

“We?” I asked with a scoff “You’d want to do something to help me out?”

“Hannah,” He sighed “I might still hold a grudge against you for what you did to Sammy, but I don’t hate you, we all went through a lot together and you were one of my best friends for a long, long time, that doesn’t just go away,”

“Thanks, Dean.” I smiled “But even you guys can’t do anything about Matt, my own dad, uncles and brother can’t get me out of this one, I’m just going to have to go through with it,” I pushed myself off of the bed and stretched myself out, wincing at the pain shooting through my body “I need to go back to the house and then to the hospital, surely Matt’s family are going to be expecting to see his loving fiancé there,”

“You need some clothes?” Sam asked, rounding the bed and instinctively wrapping his arms around my waist.

“I’m good,” I smiled up at him “Believe it or not, everyone in the house has seen me looking worse than I do right now,”
~~~~
Matt
I woke up this morning with my mom sitting beside me and Erin talking to a nurse outside of the room. I’d asked my mom where Hannah was, and she told me that she’d left before she got here, according to Erin she’d gone home to take a shower and pick up some clothes for me, but she would be back soon, and good, because I needed to talk to her about everything that happened last night, and I blamed her for Zack shooting me.

I was laying in the room alone now, Zack took Erin out for breakfast and my family had left, it was just me and my thoughts. How did my life get like this? I could have been born into a normal family, but no, I was born into mine and now I have to carry on the family business.

“Here,”

My eyes snapped open at the sound of the voice and the feeling of something landing on my legs, and saw Hannah standing at the foot of the bed, a bag of my things on top of me.

“Where the fuck have you been?” I growled lowly at her “As far as I’m aware you didn’t ride here with me and you didn’t even come to check up on me,”

“I’m here now, aren’t I?” She spat and I just glared at her “Did you really think I’d want to be anywhere near you after you beat the crap out of me and almost raped me in our bedroom,”

“It doesn’t matter what I did to you, nobody knows why I was shot, they just think I was a drunken accident, so you’re expected to be here and act like the loving fiancé you’re supposed to be!”

“Look what you did to me!” She almost yelled, whipping the sunglasses off of her face to let me see the extent of her visible injuries. Both of her eyes were black from a broken nose, but her right one was slightly worse from previous hits and her lip was busted “I can’t go outside without the glasses on because I don’t want people’s pity, it’s obvious that my ‘partner’ did this to me!”

“Fix yourself up,” I ordered “I won’t have some horrible looking bitch working in my club tonight, we have a reputation to uphold, and tonight, it’s all on you, there will be some important people there tonight,”

“As your fiancé,” She smirked “I’m taking over as leader until you get out of here, which means I finalize all decisions, and I’ve decided that we’re going to have a new addition to the family,” She chuckled as I looked at her like she’d grown another head “Erin’s daughter is coming to live with us, at home, with her mother, where she should be,”
~~~~
I went from the hospital over to the club to work my ‘shift’ as the main entertainment, apparently that came with being the boss’ future wife. Erin should count her lucky stars that she gets to be out there on the battlefield instead of in here, dressed either in something too tight for air to get to her lungs, or almost nothing at all.

“Well don’t you look happy,” Erin laughed, walking into the dressing room, my dress draped over her arm.

I was in my strapless white lace bra and matching panties, wrapped up in my short silk robe with my name on the back, and sitting up on my table, my back against the mirror.

“I thought marrying him was bad enough,” I sighed “Turns out working for him is worse,”

“Get up,” She ordered, snapping her fingers and smiling widely at me “I need to get you into this dress and out on stage before you’re late and Matt dies from stress,”

“Let him,”

“Harsh,” She gasped in fake shock.

“Shut up,” I laughed, slipping off of the table and ridding myself of the robe so that Erin could get me dressed.
~~~~
“I can’t breathe in this fucking dress,” I complained once more as I got settled on the dark stage.

“You’ve said that already,” One of the band members at the side chuckled quietly.

“I’ll have you fired,” I joked “Don’t make fun of me,” I teased.

“Yes ma’am,” He gave a quick salute and then we got our signal to be in place.

I stood centre stage, the microphone stand in front of me, and waited for the music to start, thinking of Sammy for the song.

The lights came up on the band and the music started, the last two seconds of the intro brought the spotlight up on me.

I tell myself it don't mean a thing,
That what we got, got no hold on me
But when you're not there,
I just crumble.
I tell myself I don't care that much,
But I feel like I'd die till I feel your touch.
Only love
Only love can hurt like this
Only love can hurt like this
Must have been a deadly kiss
Only love can hurt like this.
Said I wouldn't care if you walked away,
But every time you're there, I'm begging you to stay
And when you come close, I just tremble.
And every time, every time you go
It's like a knife that cuts right to my soul.
Only love
Only love can hurt like this
Only love can hurt like this
Must have been a deadly kiss
Only love can hurt like this.
Only love can hurt like this
Your kisses burn into my skin
Only love can hurt like this.
But it's the sweetest pain
Burning hot through my veins
Love is torture, makes me more sure.
Only love can hurt like this
Only love can hurt like this
Only love can hurt like this
Must have been a deadly kiss.
Only love can hurt like this
Only love can hurt like this
Your kisses burn into my skin
Only love can hurt like this.
Only love can hurt like this
And it must have been a deadly kiss.

As the song ended and my eyes scanned the crowd one last time, they landed on Sam and Dean sitting in the back.
~~~~
Third Person
It’s been three and a half months, Matt gets out of hospital soon and Sam knows that Hannah will soon have to go back to spending every night away from him, but since the first night she showed up at the motel, beaten and bruised, she hasn’t spent even one night away from him.

Sam and Dean rented a house not too far from Hannah’s old apartment building while their father went off to take care of some business on his own, and that couldn’t have been more perfect for the young couple who were clearly still head over heels for one another.

Hannah climbed out of the shower and wrapped herself in one of Sam’s fluffy white towels and padded through into his bedroom, where he was holding her phone in his hands, his eyebrows knitted together as he read whatever was on the screen.

“Matt?” He asked, turning the phone around so that the screen was facing her, she sighed and rolled her eyes.

“I’m trying to convince him that I’m falling into line with his plan,” She told him sincerely, and by the tone of her voice and the look on her face, he knew that she was telling the truth.

“I can’t stand seeing you speak to someone else like that,” She sighed, walking over to her, falling to his knees and wrapping his arms around her waist “It should be me and only me who gets you loving messages, it should be my ring on your finger, you should already be my wife,”

“I wish I was your wife, Sammy.” She admitted, lowering herself to the carpeted floor in front of him, her towel still secured around her body “I hate seeing you like this,”

“I hated seeing you how you were three and a half months ago,” He whispered “I don’t ever want to see you looking like that again,”

“We both know that there is every chance,” She told him, tilting his head up so that he was looking at her “But it doesn’t matter,”

“Of course it matters,” He stopped her before she could say anymore “He’s going to hurt you and there isn’t anything I can do to stop it,”

“We’re working on it,”

“I need you,” He told her, his eyes darkening with lust suddenly as he drank in the sight of her.
Every time he saw her, whether she was asleep, had just woken up or was all ready to go and do something for the day, she always looked beautiful, more than she had been years ago, if that was possible.

Sam grabbed her and threw her onto the bed in the middle of the room, ripping the towel from her body and tossing it somewhere in the room before hurrying to remove his own clothes as she watched him hungrily. He climbed onto the bed and kissed her with everything he had, gripping the back of her neck with one hand while the other slid all over her body. Hannah moaned his name into his mouth and tugged on his hair as he kissed down her body, finding her breasts and began to suck and bite them gently. She realised that he was holding back, she noticed it every time he made love to her. He was so scared of hurting her, or that his rough passion that he used to have with her would scare her and send her into a sobbing mess that he couldn’t console.

“Sammy,” She whispered “Stop holding back,” She giggled, pulling his head up and attacking his neck “You never broke me before, and you’re not going to break me now,”

He pushed her further down onto the bed and latched his tongue onto her nipple and started to suck, swirling his tongue around it, making her moan and arch her back to push her breast further into his mouth. He grabbed her hips and pinned them to the bed, keeping her in place.
His left hand slid down her body all the way to her core and between her lips as he pushed a long finger inside of her, pumping hard and fast as his thumb rubbed circles on her clit.
Hannah could feel herself start to come undone beneath him, but just before she could cum, he pulls out, but before she can protest, he slams himself into her, shifting her up the bed a little with a loud, pleasure filled moan.

“You love it when I’m inside you, don’t you, Hannah?” He asked between thrusts. Her fingers dig into his back hard enough to leave marks “Answer me,” He growls.

“Yes!” She screamed as he shifted his position slightly to make sure he could get deeper, hitting that special spot inside of her.

She could feel him twitch inside, letting her know that he was close.

“I love you,” He whispered, leaning down to suck on her neck.

Hannah’s body exploded with pleasure and her name tore from her throat. Sam grunted and spilled everything he had inside of her, his thrusts becoming slow and sloppy as they rode out their orgasms.

“I love you, too.” She told him as he pulled out slowly and lay down beside her. They both turned onto their sides to face each other and Sam drew slow invisible lines up and down her side as they caught their breath.

“That… was…”

“Amazing,” He finished with a smirk, flashing her his dimples that she loved “I didn’t hurt you, did
I?” He asked and she shook her head.

“Nope,” She smiled, popping the ‘p’ “You love me?” She asked “Still?”

“I do,” He smiled at her, deepening his dimples “Hannah, I never stopped loving you, no matter what happens, I don’t think I ever could,”

“I love you, too, Sammy.”

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