(Thanks everyone for the voting I definitely got lots of opinions on this one so according to the one with most votes I've written the end. This is the 1st part of the last two chp. hope you like it. Alicexxx)
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Nyssa lay quietly on her side, eyes trained on the sun light streaming in through the bedroom window... feeling completely emotionally bankrupt. On her waist she felt the arm that held her close shift and a palm flatten itself against her stomach. She sighed. It had been a mistake to come here. She knew that now. It hadn't solved anything... but she'd needed to be away from Dean... and Luke had offered her warmth and acceptance...and in the end she had let him down.
After carrying her to the bedroom, they had stood beside the bed, kissing and touching - soft kisses, soft touches... nothing like what she had experienced with Dean. Even now she remembered how Luke had lowered her gently onto the bed, hands gliding over her still clothed body, tracing the dips and curves... it had felt nice, but again, not like the mind blowing pleasure she had felt wit Dean.
When his hand began creeping up beneath her t-shirt she had frozen on the spot for a second, breathing hard - her mind a complete mess and then she'd burst into tears, effectively ruining any seduction scene about to happen. Luke, sweetheart that he was had just held her, told her it was alright and that they didn't have to do anything... and that's the way they had fallen asleep. His arms around her as she had hiccupped away to sleep.
"Good morning." Luke's voice, rough with sleep interrupted her thoughts.
Nyssa turned her head to look back at him and fixed him with sombre hazel eyes. "Hi." She whispered - at the same time that someone started banging on the door. Her eyes flew wide open as she saw Luke's own eyes narrow with determination.
"Stay here." He said shortly, rolling out of the bed and pulling on his jeans... but his chest remained bare. Then without another look at her he started out the room.
"Luke! Luke wait! Don't!" She scrambled out of bed and nearly tripped over herself as she ran after him - only to skid to a stop as she heard a door slam.
"Where is she?"
Her heart skipped a beat at the sound of Dean's voice. He sounded worse then he had in the car. He sounded violent.
"Get out, when she wants to see you she will." Was the equally vicious response.
Shaking her head, she moved quickly into the hall and walked in just as Dean was striding purposefully towards Luke.
Catching sight of her he froze mid step and stood staring at her, green eyes burning fiercely as he took in Luke's t-shirt on her - the sweats having been disposed of for sleep. A murderous glint came into his eyes and before anyone could react Luke went sprawling as Dean slammed a well aimed fist into his jaw.
"Luke!" But even as she cried out in panic Luke threw himself at Dean and they went crashing into the dinner table. "Don't!" There was a sickening sound as Luke's fist connected and Nyssa went running over and caught him around the waist trying to drag him off Dean.
"Stop! Please stop!" He just shoved her back. Nyssa tripped and fell. Luke stumbled back as Dean kneed him in the stomach.
"Son of a bitch! You'll never touch her again! I'll kill you! Do you understand?" Dean looked wild as he stared down at Luke and then viciously kicked Luke in the ribs. "I told you I'd kill you if you touched her, you should've listened!" He hissed and lifted his foot again.
"No! Dean! NO!" She ran to them and wrapped her arms around Luke, shielding him with her body even as she turned tearful eyes to her brother. "Dean," her voice trembled, "nothing happened I swear! I didn't sleep with him!" She saw the wild look in his eyes and tried to gulp down her fear. "We just shared the bed, that's all, I swear - just stop this okay? Please! Don't fight anymore." Her voice broke and she looked away as tears started pouring down her face.
Dean stood there, she could hear his heavy breathing in the dead silence of the room, Luke was moaning slightly in pain, hands clutching his ribs.
"You left me for him." His tone was calm, as if his outburst of violence had never been... but it was ice cold.
"That's not how it was." She sobbed.
"Isn't it? We slept together and then you leave without speaking to me and come to him? What is that? Explain that to me Nyssa."
She couldn't answer, she shook her head wordlessly, crying softly, her arms still around Luke.
"You have to know what it is you want Nyssa. So this is what you're going to do. You're going to make a choice. You understand? And do it soon before I change my fucking mind and don't give you the chance to choose." He hissed, then, flicking one last look of brimming violence at Luke he turned and left, slamming out of the house.
Nyssa felt Luke's arm slide around her waist and all she could was rest her head on his shoulder and cry.
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It was on the fourth day of the new year that Nyssa stood on Luke's porch and knocked.
After what had happened, she had left Luke's house despite his asking for her to stay. The fight between him and Dean had just shown her just what a mistake it had been to go there in the first place, so she had left. She'd gone to stay with a friend as she hadn't been particularly keen on seeing Dean either.
She'd needed time to think and she had taken it. Choose. That was what Dean had said. Well, she had thought long and hard about it... and she had chosen. And she had made the best choice she could under the circumstances.
The door opened and she gasped in dismay as she saw the blue purple bruise that had bloomed on Luke's jaw. He was standing awkwardly as well, his right arm wrapped around his ribs. He was grimacing a bit.
"Dean! Have you seen a Doctor?" She asked in alarm.
He shrugged and started to shrug only to wince in pain. He stepped back to let her in and then closed the door before leaning on the wall and watching her with his quiet blue eyes.
"Are you okay?"
