#thread 001: dean & isabel ( she has your eyes ).

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a closed starter for my beautiful fiancée, @blushdrunks, for dean & isabel.

it had been a long day at the shop and dean was exhausted by the time he got home. three very long sessions under his belt and he wanted nothing more than to get back to his apartment and settle in. lizzie was picked up from school by dianna earlier and he knew he would see her the next day, but dean wanted nothing more than to get home to see isabel. when he walked in the front door and saw her seated on the couch, he smiled gently at her and shut the door behind him. "hey, beautiful." steps were taken to sit beside her and he didn't hesitate to lift her into his lap. the two of them had gotten back to a better place again and he was glad, enough so that his hands trailed up her sides to cup her cheeks before he brushed a kiss to her lips.

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everything felt so wrong right now and dean didn't know how to fix it, but he also knew he didn't have to. or that she would tell him he didn't have to and he just needed to be here for her and hold her. inhaling a deep breath, he leaned closer to nuzzle against the back of her neck before he slowly let out heavy sigh. "baby, it's okay. they'll be okay." he could feel her panicking all over again and dean shifted her over in the bed to face him while making sure he didn't hurt her in the process. hands lifted to cup her cheeks and he held her gaze, looking directly at her to see the worry and fear all over her face. "look at me, babygirl..." his voice was low and soft. "he didn't do this to get to lizzie and you know that. he just did this because he's a piece of shit. he's not gonna go after our daughter. she is fine with my mom, isabel. you don't need to worry about that." dean leaned closer to brush a soft kiss against her forehead, then he pulled her frame flush against his. "what do you need, baby? what can i do?"

she was wearing this clothing like her armor. like a shield to protect her, honestly. wearing the dresses made her feel good, but she didn't feel good right now. she had never felt so awful before and that was even when she left, pregnant. she couldn't believe this had happened to her. that this was her life right now. he wrapped his arms around her even tighter, but not enough to hurt her. she swallowed thickly and she smiled through her tears when he spoke against her lips. she couldn't breathe again, for a few moments. tears continued to roll down her cheeks, but they were silent tears now. no more loud, sobbing, choking. she just needed to be quiet. she needed to feel safe and dean made her feel safe. "you don't think whoever told him where you live, that he could find where your mom lives and bother her and lizzie, right? call your mom. tell her to lock her door and don't answer for anyone and i mean anyone. i don't care if she knows them or not..." she choked out and covered her forehead for a moment, trying not to think the worst.

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dean could feel her shaking against him and that only caused his arms to wrap around her and hold her close. he couldn't believe this happened, couldn't believe he had come home to this. things were better and the two of them were good again, but then he came home to find her covered in bruises and it felt like his head broke all over again. "it won't happen again." because he had every intention of finding andrew and making sure it didn't. he knew she was scared of what might happen if he went looking for the guy, but dean didn't care. he would never let this happening to her again. "i love you, babygirl. you and that little girl are everything to me," he whispered against her lips. a hand lifted to brush the hair back from her forehead before his head ducked down and he pressed a kiss to her shoulder, right over the hoodie she was still wearing to keep herself shielded and comforted a little more. "you always call me when something happens, but i promise you that it will never be something like this." dean lost her once and he wasn't so sure he could keep going if he lost isabel again.

more tears rolled down her cheeks, staining them. she trembled a little bit and she inhaled sharply. when he got closer to her, he wrapped his fingers around her chin to force her gaze. deep brown eyes watched him closely, and it broke her heart when she saw tears in his own eyes. she sniffled and then he couldn't finish his sentence and honestly, she couldn't deal with it if he did finish it. when he pulled his hands away, she gasped and covered her face with both of her hands. her insides felt like she was trembling and maybe she was. she bit into her lower lip to try and muffle her sobs, but it was just too hard. she swallowed the lump in her throat and moved to turn over so she had her back to him and had it pressed up against his chest. "i'm sorry for not calling you. the pain meds are starting to work. and...i hope this doesn't happen again, so i don't have to say - next time i'll call you." isabel looked over her shoulder at him and she chewed on the inside of her good cheek before leaning in and pressing a gentle kiss to his lips. "i love you, baby...so fucking much."

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dean saw the tears in her eyes as she spoke and he understood why she didn't call because he would have done the same thing, but he hated knowing she went through this on her own. she stayed there on the ground for an hour, unable to get up so easily after it happened. he should have been there with her. shaking his head, he knew he should have and hated that he wasn't. "i don't give a fuck, is..." words trailed off and he inched closer to wrap his fingers around her chin, forcing her gaze on him and he tilted his head down. "you call me, isabel. you do not go through this on your own." tears were in his eyes and he blinked to let them roll down his cheeks. "what if he did something worse? what if i came home and you were..—" his head shook because dean couldn't speak the rest of his thought. instead, hands pulled back to rub them over his face as he inhaled a deep breath and held it for a moment. his gaze was back on her in seconds and he let out a shaky breath. "i swear, i'm gonna fucking kill him. i'll figure out how he found out where i live and i'll find him and i will strangle him."

more tears glistened in her eyes as he looked over at her and asked why she didn't call him. "because he threatened to hurt you if i called you. like right after he left. he said he'd sit and wait." her tears rolled down her cheeks and a violent shiver ran through her. she covered her head with the hood before pulling the blankets up over her head now. "i was so fucking relieved that lizzie wasn't here at the same time. i'm...fuck. i would have fucking murdered him. but it was like my body had no energy. no fight. it's been hours. i laid on the floor for about an hour and then i went and took a shower and then i knew you would be home soon enough, so i didn't think about it." she shrugged and bit into her lower lip again. "i couldn't risk you getting hurt, too, baby. i would die. i didn't know if he might have had a gun or any other sort of weapon to injure or even kill you with. if i lost you...fuck, i would lose myself and then lizzie wouldn't have either one of us."

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the moment she disappear, dean inhaled a sharp breath and held it for a moment, trying to keep himself calm while his hands shook. his chest was so tight that it was like he couldn't breathe and it took everything to slowly exhale enough to calm himself down just barely. when she returned, his gaze trailed over to see her bundled up in so many clothes that it felt wrong. it wasn't isabel in a cute little dress that brightened his day; it was isabel bundled up in armor to protect herself. tears were in his eyes again and he blinked them away, but a few slipped down his cheeks and he shook his head. "why didn't you call me?" his voice cracked with the question as he met her gaze. "i mean...fuck, is. how long have you just been sitting here after he left? minutes? hours?" the thought of her sitting there on her own for hours after she was attacked made him sick to his stomach.

she took a deep breath and she bit into her lower lip. she knew he was hesitant to touch her and honestly she didn't know where he should touch her so he didn't hurt her. she nudged her nose against his cheek and she leaned into his touch as he pulled the side of her face that wasn't bruised. "i haven't taken anything yet..." she breathed and nodded her head before moving into the bathroom. she grabbed a couple of pain killers before she downed them with some water from the small glass they kept in the bathroom for lizzie to rinse her mouth out with. she walked over into the bedroom again and changed into one of dean's hoodies. she was freezing and couldn't seem to get warm, so she pulled on a pair of socks and one of the very few pairs of sweatpants she's ever owned, honestly. "can you come get in with me?" she asked and bit into her lower lip once more, thankful he didn't bust her lip open.

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the moment her dress was slipped from her body, dean's gaze trailed down to see the bruising along her side and it made him sick to his stomach. the second he saw andrew, he'd wrap his hands around the guy's throat to strangle him for doing this to her. for even thinking of doing this to her. tears glistened in his eyes and he felt her cup his cheeks, but his eyes remained on the bruising a moment longer before slowly pulling up to look at her. "i'll fucking kill him," he whispered. dean let out a shaky breath while standing there a moment. he didn't know where or how to touch her right now without hurting her and dean hated it. he pulled back a little and cupped the side of her face that wasn't bruised. "did you take anything yet? i've got pain killers in the bathroom. you should take some and lie down, baby."

she watched him leave the room and sighed. when he returned, he was carrying and ice pack and she gave him a gentle smile. she whined when it was pressed against the bruising on her cheek and she closed her eyes for a few moments. it hurt to breathe, honestly, so she knew the bruising inside was probably rough. she swallowed thickly when he said he needed to see it. she sighed and shifted to put the ice pack down. "when he hit me, i fell and he landed a couple of kicks in." she slowly peeled her dress off, wincing over the pain in her side. she couldn't even look at it or she'd get sick to her stomach. she looked up at dean and cupped his face between her hands, "i love you. i don't want you blaming yourself for this, either. i know you don't want me blaming myself, so you're not allowed to, either." she shook her head and she wrapped her arms around his midsection because she couldn't reach around his neck or she'd hurt herself even more.

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she apologized for this happening and that somehow made dean even more angry. isabel would somehow take the blame for this when she was the one who got hurt. frustration was clear on his features and he rubbed his hands over his face before inhaling a deep breath. eyes were on her as she sat on the edge of the bed and he could see the way she flinched at the pain. not saying a word, dean walked out of the room and moved towards the kitchen, then he returned seconds later with an ice pack. "here." his voice was a little softer as he gingerly pressed the ice pack to her cheek. his gaze dropped to her side and he was glad he couldn't see what was beneath her dress just yet, but he knew that wouldn't and couldn't last. "i need to see it, baby. you gotta show me."

she froze as he stood up and started pacing. she knew he was beyond angry right now and she inhaled sharply. "i'm sorry. i'm sorry for not trying to keep him out harder, baby," she whispered as tears rolled down her cheeks. when he asked for his full name, she took a deep breath, "andrew warren." she nodded her head and rubbed at her forehead before running her fingers through her hair and slowly sat down on the edge of the bed and shrugged gently, "who knows? that i'm actually here? why would they tell him this?" she rasped and she bit down on her lower lip. "because i never told him where you were." she tried to wrack her brain for possibilities. "i haven't done anything to anyone. why would they send him here?" she gasped and her hands were trembling. "what if he does this again?" she ran her hands over her face and flinched over the pain in her cheek. "fuck. i hurt all over right now..."

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confusion and worry was clear on his features before she finally told him what happened and he froze. he felt her get up and eyes trailed along to see the way she rubbed the makeup away to show him the bruising and dean slowly pushed himself up. eyes trailed down to her side when she said there was some there, too. "he was here?" his voice was low before dean inhaled a deep breath. his lips tugged into a frown and anger laced his features. "he was in my fucking apartment?" letting out a shaky breath, his hands balled into fists over and over again before he was pacing around. "i'm gonna fucking kill him," he muttered and rubbed his hands over his face in frustration. who would tell andrew where she was staying? he couldn't even think about that right now. turning back to look at isabel, he inched a few steps back towards her. "what's his name, isabel? i want his full fucking name."

tears gathered in her eyes and she shook her head, "i'm not lying," she whispered and tried to look away from him when he asked what had just happened to them...to her. he tried to touch her and she flinched again - he couldn't touch her cheek. he really couldn't. she sniffled and then he was asking what had happened. tears rolled down her cheeks and it marked up the makeup and she shook her head. "s-someone told andrew i was staying here. h-he came here and attacked me. i couldn't call you and i was so relieved lizzie wasn't here." she choked out her words and she couldn't breathe. she shifted to grab a washrag and gently rubbed away the makeup to show him the bruising. "there's some on my side and he pulled on my hair. he just...who would tell him this? who would tell him i lived here? and probably knowing his intentions."

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the moment he reached out for her and she flinched, nearly enough to fall out of his lap, dean's brows pulled together in confusion. something was wrong and he pulled his hands back for a second with a tilt of his head. "you're lying," he whispered because he knew isabel well enough to know it was true. "what was that?" did she not want him touching her? did something change since he'd seen her earlier that morning? dean inhaled a deep breath before reaching a hand out. "hey. what's..." words trailed off and he saw her flinch against, just before he even touched her cheek this time. then he really looked at her and saw something was very wrong. the forced smile on her lips was all wrong and he could see more make up on her cheeks than should have been there. "what happened, isabel?"

she had finally calmed down about a half hour before dean had gotten home. her ex...well, he wasn't even her ex. andrew had visited there...someone had told him where she was staying and he attacked her. she was all bruised and she quickly covered up the bruising on her cheek as much as she could. when dean came home, she almost jumped out of her skin. she plastered on a smile as he pulled her into his lap and then he cupped her cheeks and before he could kiss her, she suddenly hissed and flinched away, almost falling out of his lap. "fuck. i'm sorry. you must have had a lot of static electricity or something." her cheek was throbbing right now.