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BEN AND DEAN: scene eight (R; Dean/OMC)
dean loves ben
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Hi, everybody!

New scene starring my favorite boys here, picking up right where the last one left off, so no more talk of me being evil, okay? As always, I owe janissa11 big time for all of her time and energy.

Sunshine State
scenes one and two
scene three
scene four
scene five
scene six
scene seven




scene eight
Another sob, more hitching breath, and Ben can see that Dean's too scared of missing something to pull the phone away from his ear and take it off speaker. "Sammy," Dean murmurs, his voice dropping down into something low and soothing, a tone designed by instinct to wipe fear and panic right out. "Sa -"

The call cuts out and Dean just sits on the edge of the bed for a moment before growling and searching for the number in his phone. Ben gets up, wide awake now, and starts to pack. J still has Dean's green flannel shirt, but there are plenty more scattered around the room. He rolls each shirt up, stuffs it into the duffel so that the weapons have soft layers between them; he can see Dean dialing the number over and over, growing more and more frantic as each call fails to connect.

He finishes and steps forward. Dean looks up, face drawn. "I gotta -"

"Go," Ben finishes with him, holding up the packed duffel. "I know. But you need to get some sleep."

Dean's shaking his head. "Can't." He looks wired and exhausted, a dangerous combination familiar from the routine of the clinic and the ER, and Ben feels a flutter of fear in his stomach.

"Can't," Dean repeats, but it's not stubbornness; it's just the truth. Ben drops the bag and sits next to Dean just as Dean gets up. "He needs me." Emotions keep chasing each other across Dean's face, too many to count or process, all of them for Sam, Sammy, the one who hurt them both.

Ben stands up too, gets his fingers in Dean's thick hair, strokes his scalp, and is surprised when Dean's arms come up around him, clinging tightly, painfully. It's a struggle to get his voice to work, to figure out what to say. "You really want to go right now, you should at least get in the shower first. Wake yourself up a little." He's messing this up so badly, giving Dean impersonal advice like he's just another patient at the clinic.

Dean sways a little on his feet when he lets go, but disappears into the bathroom without a word.

Ben opens Dean's duffel again and takes a change of clothes into the bathroom, depositing it on the counter. He’s got coffee made and steaming in two paper cups when Dean emerges, impatiently toweling his hair dry. He slides the cup without a lid over to Dean and lets him take a long swallow. He watches Dean fortify himself with heat and caffeine - such inadequate weapons - and hands Dean his credit card.

"Take it," he says, when Dean looks like he's going to protest. "You've got no cash right now and the cards you've got are going to land you in jail."

"Like you've got money to burn," Dean argues, lacing up his boots with unsteady hands.

"Take it."

Dean nods sharply, pocketing the card, and then heads out the door, the second cup of coffee in his hand and the duffel's straps hooked over his shoulder. Ben hugs himself with goosebumped arms, watches Dean go, and tells himself everything will be okay.

***

He wakes up cold. The blankets have puffed around him like a cocoon, barely touching his skin, as if aware that Dean should be there, taking up that space. He checks his phone for messages and gets up, moving like there are weights attached to his limbs.

He's bleary-eyed when he stumbles downstairs and tries to read the breakfast menu, and J plucks it right out of his hands when she sits down next to him. "Mom and Dad'll be here in about five minutes, so talk fast," she says, studying his face with soft eyes gone sharp. "Where's Dean?"

"Sam called." That's enough to get her back to straighten, her hands to clench into fists. "I told him to go, J. That's his brother."

He can practically see the litany of epithets she'd like to call Sam on the tip of her tongue. But she surprises him by drawing his head down and laying a kiss on top like he's three years old again. She smells like lemon lotion and sandalwood soap, like comfort and love. "Too bad. Would have been nice to see how hot Freckleface is in the daylight."

He wants so badly to play along, to let her take care of him. "Incredible," he says, trying his best.

"I just bet." She slides her arm around him.

When Mom and Dad come down and ask where Dean is, he's able to say in a normal voice, "His brother called - family emergency," and J casually changes the subject.

*

J watches him pace around his hotel room for a few minutes in dead silence.

"Let's do something," he finally says, just as she's asking if he ever wants to leave the room.

"Yes," she agrees emphatically. "Grab your phone and let's go."

They have to wait for the elevator, and he turns to her. She's changed since he last saw her - new haircut, less tomboyish clothes. "You were fantastic last night," he blurts out. "I should have said it before."

Her face lights up but her voice stays light; she knows how to control that at least, her talent disciplined by years of practice. "You're saying it now." She shakes her head and looks up at him. "I missed you the most, you little punk."

"I know, J," he says, tugging at her hair. God, how he missed her.

"Stop!" She ducks and spins away from him, shaking her hair back dramatically. "I have to be beautiful for tonight."

He gets his hand in her hair and rubs, pushing it over her face, and she's shrieking with laughter. "Jackass!" she whoops, her fingers darting out to find the ticklish spots in his armpits and on his ribs.

They're howling like kids, breathless with laughter, when the elevator finally arrives. J smoothes her hair into place, fixes him with a stern look, and steps demurely inside like butter wouldn't melt in her mouth. "C'mon, Monkeyface," she whispers, and he can't help but follow.

***

He can't take it anymore. As soon as he's on the train, he dials Dean's number. "Where are you?"

Dean's voice is scratched to hell and uncertain, like he had to wake himself up to answer. There's no music in the background. "Leaving Pennsylvania."

That means Dean's setting a pace that will kill him. But he can't order Dean to stop, won't become someone Dean has to fight against.

"My friend Mark lives in Cleveland. Let me call him, get you a place to sleep for a couple hours." He can't stand this walking on eggshells, wishes he could just say what it is he's feeling. Go. He needs you. But come back, because I love you.

"Yeah, okay," Dean agrees finally.

That's as good as it's going to get, and Ben knows that even after pushing himself like this, Dean will step up, ready and eager to take on whatever hurt Sam. "Love you," Ben says without thinking, unsure if it's for his benefit or Dean's that he says it. Dean is more than Sam's big brother, more than a hunter, and Ben doesn't know how else to express that.

And he doesn't know if Dean is ready for it this time or if he's simply too intent on Sam to worry about what tumbles out of his mouth. All he knows is that Dean's voice is quiet when he says, "Love you."

*

His apartment looks unfamiliar when he walks in, like all the colors have changed or he's looking at a mirror image instead of the real thing. The casual mess he remembers creating feels completely foreign.

He wanders about for a little while, picking things up and putting them back down, not really cleaning. His stomach growls and he dumps a packet of noodles into a pot on the stove, stirring it while a sitcom plays in the background. Sorting through a fistful of bills, he chokes the food down.

It occurs to him that he's doing what he prays Dean isn't - just the bare minimum to keep going - but this state of limbo, waiting for the phone to ring, is tying him up into knots.

***

Dean calls as he's walking into Bobby's spare room; Ben can hear Bobby's gruff voice saying something about food and rest and Dean says, "It's Ben," and Bobby says hello loud enough for him to hear.

He hears the warning in Bobby's voice, and he's glad beyond measure that Dean's with someone who'll take care of him without worrying about pride or boundaries, utterly relieved that Dean stopped at all.

"Too tired to sleep," Dean sighs into the phone once Bobby's voice fades away.

"You need it, though. At least lie down."

"Lemme just take off my boots, or Bobby'll kill me for messing up Molly's quilt." That's it, no jokes about playing doctor; Ben had no idea he'd miss them this much. Dean sounds more rational, though, like he recognizes that his body needs sustenance and rest if he doesn't want to collapse the moment he sees Sam, or maybe even before.

Ben waits, hearing Dean's quiet breaths, his deep groan when he finally stretches out. There's a pause, and then Dean says, "Sam's still not picking up. I don't know . . . I don't know what could have happened." He hears Dean roll over, the bedding rustle as he shifts onto his side. "I haven't heard from him since he got on the bus to California. Not one word. Figured he was making a go of it."

Here at least he can help. "He was. He was doing great. I promise."

"Yeah?" There's a painful degree of hope in Dean's voice.

"Yeah." He makes his own voice as warm as he can. "Go to sleep. Tomorrow you'll see Sam." Dean hums sleepily in agreement. "Night, Dean."

*

He's dreaming of Dean, soft and avid eyes shining down at him as he moves his mouth, Dean's thighs heavy in his hands and downy against his tongue. Dean's hands are clutching at him, head tipping back as his eyes slowly close; Dean is saying everything he's ever said all over again, the words spilling out of him, transparent and substantial and real, and Ben smiles against his skin, holds him closer, and feels himself give way.

***

At the clinic the next morning, he keeps his cell phone on him, checks it as he jogs from one patient to the next. He listens to stories of injury and illness, diagnoses and treats, but always with half his mind on Dean. It's only when he's writing up the paperwork that he realizes how much he must have missed with his diminished attention, and is disgusted with himself.

There is nothing he can do right now, and if he's honest, nothing he would do to keep Dean from Sam; Dean wouldn't be Dean if he could ignore a call for help.

It's time to stop behaving like the world has ended. Dean shouldn't have to come home to a maudlin mess. He pulls the folder of residency applications out of his locker and starts filling out the ones for East Coast hospitals, those in the area under Dean's watch, places where he could make a difference.

*

He's in the ER, stitching up a jagged tear in an older man's side and wondering if the guy's a hunter, someone Dean and his dad know, when his phone buzzes. He finishes up, explains when the guy should come back for a checkup, and scrubs his hands clean. There's a text from Dean unspooling across the screen. Got him. Safe. Not good. Home late.

If Dean's texting rather than calling, there's a reason for it, and he's on the ER clock anyway. He desperately wants to hear Dean's voice, but he contents himself with a text message in return: Anytime.



scene nine
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Sweeeeeet boys. I love them so.

*FLAIL, NOISES* omg. omg. I SEE WHAT YOU ARE DOING HERE.

god, this is so AWESOME, and the awesome is only multiplied by the knowledge of HOW MUCH MORE AWESOME YET IT WILL BE. i think this line got me the most--

Here at least he can help. "He was. He was doing great. I promise."

because it's just so--man, i'm too sleepy to explain why that is SO HUGE and makes my chest go all funny, but TRUST ME IT IS OMG. *want moooore*

Heeeee! What exactly is it that you think I'm doing, miss?

I really needed Ben to be able to give Dean some comfort, so that line was huge for me too.

Thanks!

Ben! Dean! *flails happily*

It's always a time to drop everything when you post a new scene with these guys. And this was so tense, with Dean gone after Sam and Ben not knowing what's going on. I love how strong and supportive Ben is for Dean, even long-distance. I have a feeling Dean's gonna need a lot of that support now...

Can't wait to see what happens next!

Dean *is* going to need lots of love and strength, and Ben has them for him.

Thank you so much for the lovely words!

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You know what I love? That these boys call forth that sort of reaction - we just want them to be happy.

Thanks so much!

*hugs story* OMG How much do I love this? There's just no telling. I flailed and squealed like a crazy person when I saw you posted and I'm glad no one was around to hear me (god knows people think I'm crazy enough as it is). This scene was perfect. Loved Ben and how torn he was, but still knowing exactly what Dean needed to do, and loving him for it. Only now I'm all anxious anticipating what happened with Sam. I honestly can't stop smiling, this was so good.

That makes me so happy to hear!

I'm almost overwhelmed by the undercurrent of tension running through this. These two worlds finally colliding is going to run a great tear through everything.

My heart is breaking and hoping for what is yet to come.

Dude, I was so tense writing this! It only came stuttering out.

Thanks for reading!

so happy to see this up!
love how supportive ben is of dean--exactly what dean needs and deserves
hope sam doesnt miss it all up
!

Ben and Dean deserve each other. Sam's appearance will certainly change things, but hopefully not mess them up.

Thanks for reading!

Sweet! *does a wee dance* I can't wait to see what happens next. I like that Ben helped Dean get out to California to look for Sam.

(today has been a Monday of Mondays, so to come back to a new part of this helped cheer me up. Thanks.)

Ben is too lovely a boyfriend not to help Dean, even if it's to get to Sam.

Thank you!

Oh man, I really do love it when you play with these boys. You do the outside POV so well, this little ode to Dean in its own way, like Lacuna. It's just so nice to see him happy, "well loved" like you said in one of the earlier parts. Is it bad that with the singing sister and the monkey nickname getting thrown around that I keep thinking of Jarmila Singer? Can't wait for more.

Playing with these boys is a sheer joy. I'm so glad this reminds you of "Lacuna" because I think of them as a pair, what with Dean being loved and in love and happy.

I have no idea who Jarmila Singer is, and Google failed me. Tell me more, please?

And thanks for the sweet words!

*gibbers incoherently for thirty seconds*

Tease! Tease!

Ben's family! His sister teasing him and not saying horrible things about Sam for his sake.

Dean killing himself getting there! And Ben knowing not to say anything about it.

Dean staying with Mark. (Can we have an outtake from Mark's PoV? PLEASE?? How much did Ben tell him? What did he think of getting a call out of the blue to put up Ben's boyfriend? Did he know Ben was in love again? Did Angie alert him when she found out, or did he only find out when Ben called? If Ben told him he's Sam's brother, OMG what is Mark thinking now? How did he handle having Dean there? (Um. Cough. I may have, kind of, a Mark. Thing. You know. I think partially because I treat people my friends are in love with who I can't trust in the exact same way.) But I'm sooooooo curious.)

I forgot to say, last time, but the fact that Dean recognises Sam from the way he sobs just...ow and wow both.

And Ben telling him Sam was doing okay...oh, *heart*

And those texts...especially Ben's...oh...

Okay, of all the phrases I thought I'd never read, I may have, kind of, a Mark. Thing. You know. was right there at the top. A MARK thing? Because when I started SS, Mark was supposed to be an asshole who maybe reminded Sam of Dean a little with his devotion to his car. It was only later that I realized why Mark had been so prickly with Sam, that Ben called forth that kind of protective affection, and wrote that in. I'm just dumsquizzled.

I'm glad Jaya's protectiveness shone through for you, because she is Ben's best confidante. His parents know that he dated a boy named Sam, but not the connection between Sam and Dean; only J knew that.

And, yeah, Dean recognizing Sam from the sob is just heartbreaking. So too is Ben's reassurance that Sam was doing well in his new life.

As for Dean and Mark and Angie: Angie and Mark are not really friends. Nothing against either of them. The first person Ben met at Stanford was Angie and they clicked immediately. He's the one who introduced her to his roommate Sam Jones, her future husband. Ben became friends with Mark while they were rooming together their freshman year. But there's no separate bond between Angie and Mark. As for what Mark thought, it might be interesting to try to play with that in an outtake, but I think he'd be fine with it, say something about how long it's been since he's seen Ben and what's all this about proxies, and not give Ben any more grief than that. Because Mark is a truly good friend and he recognizes when Ben really needs something. And Ben will try to ake up for his previous silence by calling Mark later and telling him about Dean.

I'm so pleased these scenes work for you!

I'm so happy you've posted another part. Ben is just awesome, and I can't wait to see what happened to Sam and what will happen when Dean gets back to Ben.

Dean agrees: Ben is awesome!

Glad you're enjoying!

Oh, you are too wonderful! Just some time ago I see scene 7 and now 8! :D *HAPPY PLACE*

I'm crazy curious as to what happened to Sam and how Dean got to him. I hope that will all be answered in the next scene? I'm also curious about how Sam's entrance will change everything. He left Ben because of his resemblance to his brother, but I'm still unsure if that means he's ashamed to be rather in love with him or just disgusted.

I can't get enough of Ben because the man has so much love to give and just doesn't stop. No matter what happens, he's so incredibly accepting and giving that I can do nothing but love him. The way he's so careful with Dean's boundaries because he doesn't want to screw up a good thing speaks volumes about how he's changed from his time with Sam and the extent to which he's in love with Dean, given that he seems so determined to be the best possible partner and not let anything get in their way. Even with Sam in the picture, I fervently hope Ben and Dean stay together. Excellent writing as always and I hope for another update soon! :)

Honestly, I don't think Sam knows what exactly his love for Ben meant, and I'm absolutely certain that he hasn't let himself think about it since he walked out.

Ben is definitely very good for Dean, and Dean is good for Ben too, though Dean might have a hard time buying that.

Thanks for reading!

I just love Ben and Dean...*sighs* I also can't wait to see what happens next. ;)

*hugs*
-C-

Thanks! And if I knew, I'd tell you.

Eeee, yay! I love Ben and Dean, and this is a great look at them--apart for most of the story, but Ben hlping Dean and Dean accepting it, which seems like aminor miracle.

Dean can accept help because he's been secure in Ben's love for him. This Dean isn't exactly the same as our canon Dean. I'm so pleased you're enjoying these scenes still!

I love what you do with this pair.

won't become someone Dean has to fight against. ::wibble::

My god, Dean. Marry him and don't let him get away.

Well, marriage is not in the cards, but they will definitely stay together.

Thank you so very much!

LOVE LOVE LOVELOVELOVELOVELOVELOVE! OMG, so much love!

Oh, I love it when you write Ben and Dean. I keep waiting to see Ben on the show, he feels so canon. *g* I'm so excited to read the next part, where we'll have Ben and Sam and Dean. *grins madly*

Aww, that's so sweet! I only *wish* that Dean in canon had Ben to love him.

Ooooooh, oh oh oh.
You are *still evol* because we get *nuthin'* we get Ben sad and worried and Dean not being able to talk and...and...and...
*flails*


*okay, i luff anyway but...*
*flails*

I know, this wasn't a happy scene, was it? But I promise that Ben and Dean will stay happy and together. Not even a temporary break-up, I swear.

I love where this is going, and god, how rich with background and detail it is. I'll second the commenter above who said that Ben feels like canon. I'm so, so psyched you're sharing this with us.

That is lovely to hear! I'm so glad their lives feel lived-in, you know? I want them to have that fullness, even if I can only sketch it in quick little bursts. Thank you very much!

Dean accepting Ben's credit card seems to be the largest step he's taken in terms of trusting Ben. It hit me as a tremendously important thing, and I love that it's really not, in the moment itself.

Dean is more than Sam's big brother, more than a hunter, and Ben doesn't know how else to express that.

Oh, BEN.

Aaa! Dean just SAID IT. N'awww.

This is lovely (but now I am so worried about Sam!)

The credit card scene was supposed to be more about Ben scrambling to help in some way, any way, than anything else; I think Dean's trust in Ben was deep and profound from the moment Ben accepted Dean's explanation of his broken nose and torn arm.

I really love these two together, and it thrills me that you do too.

Yey Dean/Ben! this series is like my comfort fic and I'm so happy to see new parts : )
I hope you'll forgive me my lame feedbacking skills I just figured I'd tell you I really like your style (I find it clear and compelling and you know ♥) because I do and I've friended you and I hope you don't mind that, um.

Aww, it's my happy place too! Welcome!

Feel free to friend and defriend as the mood strikes. And thanks for the kind words.

Other people have said that Ben seems like he should be a canon character, but this:

It's only when he's writing up the paperwork that he realizes how much he must have missed with his diminished attention, and is disgusted with himself.

makes him seem real even beyond that. Terrific characterization.

We've all had moments like that, right? Where we can't believe what we've done. And Ben has been trying so hard to be whatever Dean needs, and I wish he'd just give himself a break. But at the same time, he's right that his own problems shouldn't blind him to anyone else's. I love him so.

Thank you so very much for these lovely words!

There are no words. God, I love this.

I love them tooooooooooo! Yay!

I squeaked with joy when I realized there was more to the story. I only got 2 weird looks from the other library patrons, so I guess my self-control isn't too bad.

Terrible thing is that I missed the last scene, but the great thing is that I had 2 scenes to read at once. The more I read, the better I know Ben and the more I love what he means to Dean and how's he there for Dean.

My particular favorite passages are the ones where Ben is alone in his apartment and the one where he dreams about Dean. He felt so real and it made me want to hug him.

Well done. Keep up the great work!

P.S. Do you think this will get an overall title? It's become a real story in its own right, after all. :-)

Oh, I'm so pleased these scenes are working for you! Thank you very much for saying so!

And, no, there won't be a title. I like the freedom of not having one for my only WiP, and I honestly can't think of one that would say everything I'd want to say about these boys.

They're so HURT and SAD and . . . COMPLETELY IN LOVE.

I am such an incoherent mess after every single freaking one of these scenes. Dang it. There's so much fantastic tension in this scene, and I love how Ben is so completely worried about Dean that he can't even take care of himself properly. And this bit reads so true to Ben's character:

It's only when he's writing up the paperwork that he realizes how much he must have missed with his diminished attention, and is disgusted with himself.

Awesome.

Aww, thank you, honey! I was a little worried about how emotional the boys were going to get, but I guess I needn't have. The boys will steer me right.

Glad you're still enjoying these scenes!

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