A/N: don't own don't sue

Full Summary: Returning from studying in England, Jessica's sister doesn't buy the story she's fed about her sister's death and she tracks down Sam to find out what really happened. Sam welcomes the help but she's not the kind of girl Dean's used to….

Pairings: DeanOFC SamJess

Rating: M for language and eventual sex scenes

Lyrics at the beginning from 'Hate That I Love You' by Rihanna & Ne-Yo.

This is the last chapter of this fic BUT a sequel is being written as we speak.

Hell Hath No Fury

Chapter Nineteen – Hate That I Love You

That's how much I love you
That's how much I need you
And I can't stand ya
Most everything you do
Make me wanna smile
Can I not like you for awhile
But you won't let me
You upset me girl
and then you kiss my lips
All of a sudden I forget
that I was upset
Can't remember what you did
But I hate it
You know exactly what to do
So that I can't stay mad at you
For too long, that's wrong
But, I hate it
You know exactly how to touch
So that I don't wanna fuss and fight no more
Said I despise that I adore you
And I hate how much I love you boy
I can't stand how much I need you
And I hate how much I love you boy
But I just can't let you go
And I hate that I love you so
And you completely know the power that you have
The only one that makes me laugh
Said and it's not fair how you take advantage of the fact that I
Love you beyond a reason why
And it just ain't right
And I hate how much I love you girl
I can't stand how much I need you
And I hate how much I love you girl
But I just can't let you go
And I hate that I love you so
One of these days maybe your magic won't affect me
And your kiss won't make me weak
But no one in this world knows me the way you know me
So you'll probably always have a spell on me

"Come on, we're sisters… that's what we do."

Maddy rolled her eyes and shook her head at Jessica, hugging her knees and playing with the loose ponytail her long hair was in.

"I'm not giving you details on my sex life." She said firmly, a smile tweaking the corners of her mouth nonetheless.

"Oh come on! I gave you details about Sam after the first time." Jessica wailed, running a hand back through her hair and leaning against the arm of the sofa behind her back sulkily.

"Yes… I remember… vividly." Maddy said pointedly and Jessica stuck her tongue out at her.

Before they could continue the conversation the phone rang and Jessica twisted in her seat, grabbing the receiver and holding it to her ear.

"Hey Sam… we were just talking about you…nah it was all good things… what's the matter, you don't trust your girlfriend?"

Maddy smiled sadly and got to her feet, quietly leaving the room and heading towards the kitchen. She poured herself a drink and was on her way towards the stairs when she paused just outside the doorway of the living room where Jessica was still on the phone.

"Yeah I miss you too… it's only Christmas break though so a couple of weeks and you'll have me all to yourself again."

Maddy felt a twinge in her chest and she sighed, turning away and heading up the stairs slowly.

"Is she alright?"

Maddy heard Sam's lowered voice pierce through her dream and she screwed up her eyes as her body caught up with her consciousness. She could feel her body aching, the bruises still too new and tender for her to consider rolling over.

"I don't know… I don't think she's going to stay."

Maddy slowly opened her eyes at the sound of Dean's voice, listening to the two of them with a heavy heart. Sam didn't ask Dean how he knew she wanted to leave but he discretely excused himself when he saw Maddy moving on the bed.

Maddy lay perfectly still on the motel bed, listening to Dean moving around the room until he came and crouched before her. She reached out to him, resting her hand on the side of his face.

"You look like hell." He finally said, eyeing her bruises with a guilty look at the back of his eyes.

She had a nasty gash on the side of her head, a bruise under her left eye and a cut on her bottom lip. Her right arm was bandaged and he could see the tail-end of a vivid bruise on her side, peeking out from under her t-shirt.

"I feel like hell." She said quietly, offering him a weak smile.

He cocked his head to the side, the ghost of a smirk tweaking his lips as he edged closer towards the bed.

"No sarcastic comment? You must be in worse shape than I thought."

She rolled her eyes, grimacing a little at him. They stared at each other for a long moment, until she sighed and lowered her gaze.

"You're scared." He said, staring at her lowered lashes.

She nodded, eventually looking him in the eye again with a heavy sigh. A tear rolled down her bruised cheek and she brushed it away with her bandaged arm.

"It's not just that. Yes I'm scared… but I'm also a liability. I'm not going to be much help, this is way over my head."

He didn't say anything, he didn't trust himself to say anything to her. He usually pushed people he cared about away from him, but not this time.

"We can protect you."

She smiled and shook her head, trying to manoeuvre herself into a sitting position with one arm. He stood up to help her as she gingerly sat up to look at him. Her hair was tangled and slightly wild since she'd gone straight to sleep after her shower without drying it.

"I know you can. But why you're busy protecting me… he's killing you."

She reached out and took hold of his hands, pulling them into her lap. He continued to stare at her for a long moment, his mind rolling over the things he should say to keep her safe with them.

"He could get to you wherever you are, you know."

She nodded, leaning forward to lean her forehead against his briefly.

"I know, but it's not me I'm worried about."

She smiled and pulled back, getting to her feet as he did. She swayed a little on the spot and he caught her by the elbow, making her wince when he pinched her bruise.

"You're not exactly in a condition to go anywhere."

She grinned at him, shoving his shoulder and leaning against him as she caught her balance properly.

"Where would you go?" He finally asked as he walked her over to sit at the desk where Sam's laptop was.

"Where I'm meant to be right now… England, I think. I should finish my degree."

He stared at her for a long moment as she logged into her account to check her emails.

"You're going to fly?" He asked, watching her bruised profile carefully as she tapped away at the keyboard.

She nodded and he fell silent for a while, his hand on the back of her chair grazing her back every once in a while when she moved in her seat.

"We'll fly you back." He said, getting to his feet and moving over to pack their things up.

Maddy froze with her typing, turning to stare at him as he threw their books into a bag haphazardly with their weapons.

"You hate flying." She said, catching one of Dean's rather shabby shirts that she loved as he flung it over his shoulder at her.

"I don't hate you." He said to the unmade bed as he dug around under it for a book that had fallen.

"Is that the closest I'll ever get to you telling me that you love me?" She said quietly.

He paused for the slightest of moments before continuing to pack up as quickly as he could without answering her.

"Here's your ticket." Sam said, handing Maddy her ticket for her flight. "One way." He added pointlessly.

She nodded and smiled, taking it from him and tucking it into the back pocket of her jeans.

"You're really going?" He asked, cocking his head to the side to look at her from under his fringe.

She nodded, reaching out and putting her hand on his shoulder lightly.


He continued to look at her for a moment until she finally smiled and reached out to him. She enveloped him in a hug, smelling his clothes and skin sadly. His smell reminded her of Jess, she'd always smelt the same sweet almost musky way. Thinking about it now she realised Sam was why Jess smelt that way.

"If you're going to hit on a girl it might not be a good idea to do it when her boyfriend is standing right here and can totally kick your ass."

Maddy and Sam froze, slowly turning to face Dean who was standing to one side with his hands in his pockets.

"Boyfriend?!" Sam repeated incredulously.

Dean looked affronted at the expressions on their faces as they gaped at him, Sam in amazement and Maddy with a smug smirk on her face.

"What? I have a vocabulary." He snapped, grabbing Maddy's wrist and pulling her away from Sam and towards him. "Take a walk."

Sam rolled his eyes and wandered off into the crowds passing around them.

"You're going." He finally said, eyeing her carefully.

She nodded, wrapping her arms around his neck and nuzzling her face into the crook of his neck. She felt his arms around her waist, his hand sneaking under her t-shirt just enough for her skin to tingle. They were still standing there when the announcement for Maddy's plane echoed around the small airport. Maddy felt Sam's hand on her shoulder and she pulled away from Dean reluctantly.

"That's me."

She turned to Sam and kissed his cheek, running her hand down the side of his face with a strange grin.

"Stop with the brooding… you're not as sexy as David Boreanaz in those leather trousers." She said, winking at him as he frowned at her.

"Could you pick a whimpier character?" He pouted, grinning when she shoved him as hard as she could in the shoulder.

"I like Angel, he's hot. Although Spike… damn."

Dean cleared his throat loudly behind her and she rolled her eyes at Sam, ruffling his hair and turning to face him as another announcement over their heads made people begin to shove past the three of them.

She leant up and kissed him lingeringly, nuzzling against his nose slightly with a strange look on her face, almost as if she was trying to memorize every freckle on his nose. She pulled back, slinging her bag over her shoulder with a slight wince. She cupped Dean's face for a second before taking a step back from the brothers.

"Don't forget to have my bike sent to me." She said, backing away into the crowd. "Behave yourselves boys, and try not to get your asses killed while I'm gone."

Ghostwriter – thanks hope you like this one and the up-coming sequel

mmmsizzle – thanks a lot glad you like it

EmSyd – thanks

Alexei Winchester – he's a demon and he always seems to know these things so I took a bit of a liberty with that one. Glad you like the chapter the next one will be in the form of a sequel

SilverStorm06 – nothing really he's just a creepy demon thing and it sounded like something he'd say

Gert49 – thanks very much this is the last chapter of this one but there's a sequel being written as we speak

maggie – it's finished now