Title: Trail Of Honey: All Becoming Clear
Main Character: Dean
Rating: NC-17
Categories: Romance

Trail Of Honey: All Becoming Clear
Chapter 01

Dean sat in the old wooden chair smiling as he watched a woman strolling towards him on the front porch of his cabin. She was about five foot, with brown hair that stopped a couple inches below her shoulders. He never thought for a second that he'd be in the place he is now. Married. Not Dean Winchester , the womanizer. The guy who could have a different woman every night and sometimes even more than one during that night. Things turned around and changed for him when he met Alex, the small-framed bakery owner with the most beautiful baby blue eyes he thought he had ever seen. She was all Dean wanted since the first time they met.

"Hi honey." Alex bent down and gave Dean a kiss. "Hi Sam." Alex said as she gave Sam a hug. He tried to see his brother and sister-in-law at least once a day. Most of the time during his visits, Dean and himself ended up sitting on the porch drinking a few beers. "Where's Violet at?" Alex asked as she sat down in a chair beside Dean.

"She had to work tonight." Sam looked down at his old scuffed boots. Being home alone was something that he hated more than anything else in the world. It brought back too many bad memories. He wanted Violet to stop volunteering for late shifts, but she loved working at the hospital.

Alex smiled at Sam, she already knew the answer to her question before she asked. "You're going to be here for dinner?"

"Yes he is." Dean sat in the chair watching Alex. He would much rather be in the house alone with her, but spending time with his brother wasn't so bad sometimes. "I told Sam a while ago that if Violet has to work and he doesn't want to eat dinner alone that he can always come over here."

Sam looked up at Alex with a half smile. "If that's okay with you too." Eating dinner alone just made him feel like he was totally alone in the world, it wasn't a nice feeling.

Alex smiled as she watched Sam sitting on the banister of the porch. That seemed to be his favorite place to sit, even if there was a chair open. He had already fallen off his spot once because him and his brother thought it would be a great idea for him to sit there when he had a little too much to drink. The only good thing about that was the fact that the bush along the side of the porch broke his fall. He was a little scraped up but he didn't break anything.

"Sam you can come over whenever you want to, you're family. Plus it's Dean's turn to cook dinner tonight." Alex glanced at Dean and laughed. Dean wasn't the best cook in the world but he at least tried. Years of getting fast food had finally caught up to him when him and Alex got married. Sam had joked about getting him cooking lessons for a wedding gift, and Alex wished he did.

"I'd rather eat here when you're cooking Alex, Dean isn't too good in the kitchen." Sam laughed at Dean.

"Well Sam, since you're eating here I'll cut Dean a break and I'll cook." Alex said as she got up from her seat. She didn't really want to cook, but since Sam was going to be there she'd do it. Dean would just owe her one. "I'll get to work on dinner."

Dean gave Alex a tap on her ass as she walked into the house. He wanted it to be time to go to bed already. Since he was old enough to figured out what sex was, he couldn't help the fact that he liked it…he liked it a lot. At least now he had one woman and wasn't picking people up he didn't know.

"Sammy, why are you here all day again?" Dean looked at his brother knowing what he had been saying wasn't the truth, it was part of the truth but not all of it. He could still read Sam like no one else could. Alex was getting pretty good at being able to read Sam too though.

Sam sat down in the chair that Alex had sat in just moments before. "I just don't understand."

"Understand what?" Heart to heart conversations is something Dean had never been too good at, even Sam knew it. Dean was sure that other than Alex he was the only person Sam had to talk to.

"How is it that the guy who said he would never get married, ended up doing that. The woman I'm with, I can't even get her to talk about getting married or kids." Sam thought that Violet was the one, but he was starting to realize that she wasn't the one.

"If she isn't turning out to be on the same page you are then you're just going to have to leave her Sammy. You need to do that before you give way too much."

"I can't believe I'm about to take advice from you…and it's advice on relationships." Sam looked at Dean.

"Sammy boy, I think it's your turn to be wild and crazy like I was. Go out there and find some nice ones." Dean gave Sam a smile he knew all too well. It was the smile that usually meant "Sam, leave."

"Here boys, I brought you a couple drinks." Alex smiled as she handed Dean and Sam each a tall brown glass bottle.

"Thanks Alex." Sam said, looking down at the wood of the porch, not sure if he should do what his brother was telling him to. Maybe it was time for Sam to start trusting Dean when it came to advice, he was married and in such a great spot in his life.

"Thank you baby." Dean gave Alex a kiss. "You'll get a longer thank you later tonight." Dean smiled at Alex as she walked back into the house.

Sam looked up at Dean. "The only problem with leaving her though, where am I going to live Dean? It's not my house and I can't stay there if I leave her."

Dean leaned forward in his chair, resting his elbows on his knees. "Sammy, we have a guest room. You can stay there however long you need to." Dean leaned back in his chair, taking a drink from his glass bottle. "Plus it'll be like old times." Dean smiled.

Sam looked at Dean. "Dean, it won't be like old times. You're married."

"Well it'll be like old times if I were you. I'll be the one staying home all the time. You'll be the one out, doing what I used to do best." Dean had fond memories of his partying ways, but he won't change his life now for anything in the world.

Sam looked at Dean with unsure eyes. "Do you really think it's what I should do?"

"Sam if you're not happy, get out now." Dean gave Sam a quick smile.

"Well I'm not. Do you think Violet talks to Alex?"

"I really don't know Sam, you'd have to ask her."

"Ask her what?" Alex said as she stood in the doorway smiling at them both.

Sam looked at Dean and Dean motioned him to ask. "Does Violet talk to you?"

Alex sat down on Dean's lap. "She called a couple days ago. She was just saying that her schedule was being screwed with again. Why Sam?"

"He's thinking about leaving her." Dean said.

"Dean." Sam gave Dean an unhappy look. "Yes, I'm thinking about leaving her. We're just not on the same page with things. We can't work it out, I've tried." Sam put his head in his hands. "I thought she was the one and now it's all turning to hell."

"Sam, if that's what your heart is telling you to do, then do it." Alex hated seeing Sam like this. It wasn't the first time either. He had a bad habit lately of jumping into a relationship without thinking. Violet was the longest relationship he had for months.

"And like I told you Sammy, come move in here until you get back on your feet and everything." Dean added.

"He's right Sam, you can come stay here. It'll be fine." Alex gave Sam a warm smile.

Sam looked at Alex and Dean and smiled. "Thanks guys. I'll help you guys out with whatever in return for helping me out."

"Sammy, you don't have to do that. Family is supposed to help family." Dean knew that during all the years of them hunting that Sam helped him out and it was time for him to act more like a big brother.

Sam rubbed his hands over his face. "Hey, can I stay here tonight?" Staying in a house that he'd be leaving tomorrow just didn't sound like a great idea for him. He just wanted to get as far away as fast as he can.

"Sure, it's no problem." Alex knew that Sam really wasn't happy. It makes since as to why he was hanging out there as much as he had been. Violet had called more than once hunting him during the last two weeks.

"Okay, I'll be back. I'm going to go get a few things." Sam said as he stood up from his seat.

"And don't forget, I made enough food for both of you so you better come back. When I'm feeding both of you, it's like I'm making enough for a school or something." Alex laughed.

Sam smiled at Alex. "I will be back."

As Sam drove away Alex looked at Dean. "He isn't happy at all."

"I know he's not." Dean gave Alex a kiss on her soft red lips. "But I am."

"And you're still a horn dog." Alex leaned her forehead against Dean's, looking into his eyes. So many times she'd lay in bed just staring into his eyes. That was the only time Dean would be quiet too, even when he's sleeping his mouth is still moving.

"How can I not be?" Dean gave Alex a smirk.

Alex laughed. "When we have kids and your son turns out to be anything like you, you'll have your hands full buddy. I'm kinda hoping when we have kids and we have a son, there's a little of Sam hidden in him and he acts more like his uncle."

"That's not nice." Dean kissed Alex, biting her bottom lip as he pulled away.

"No Dean. Your brother is coming back.." Alex knew which direction Dean was heading in and it wasn't the time or the place for that.

"I've been good." Dean smiled, trying to talk Alex into doing whatever he wanted. Most of the time Dean was good with talking Alex into doing what he wanted.

"Compared to what?" Alex gave Dean a smirk.

"Bitch."

"Asshole." Alex gave Dean a smile back.

"Ha ha, very funny." Dean placed his right hand under the back of Alex's t-shirt and began to gently rub her back.

"That feels good though." Alex leaned down and kissed Dean.

"I know it does. You know what would feel better than that?" Dean smiled and licked his lips.

Suddenly they heard the high pitch beeping of a timer.

"Ugh." Dean said and laid his head back.

Alex stood up from where she had been sitting and smiled at Dean. "Sorry." Alex said as she walked into the house.

While she was tending to dinner, Sam made his way back to the house. The house Violet had wasn't too far from Dean's if you knew the right roads to take. Dean always had wanted a family and a house, but when Alex and him found this cabin he knew it had to be his. They had no neighbors and a pond, what more could he want in a house.

"Bring everything you own?" Dean asked as he watched Sam take a bag from the backseat and two from the trunk.

"No Dean." Sam said as he placed the bags on the porch. Sam sat down in the chair he was in before he left. "Look what I found though while I was throwing stuff in the bags." Sam said as he pulled out an old brown notebook.

"Ah, burn this." Dean grabbed the book from Sam and flipped though a couple pages. "A lot of memories right here, but the wrong ones. You better hope you get rid of it before Alex sees it." Dean said as he handed it back to Sam. "You should dial some of those numbers though, I'm sure a few of them wouldn't mind getting to know you."

"I'll pass on your sloppy seconds Dean. One of these bags is all my hunting stuff, I figured it needed to be here more than anything else I own."

"Well there's room in the closet in the room for you to keep that bag."

"Okay. Where's Alex?"

"A timer went off and she went in the house to do whatever she needed to do for dinner." Dean said as he stood up, grabbing a couple bags Sam had set down.

Sam followed Dean up the stairs to the guestroom. Dean laid the bags down on the bed.

"There's the bathroom, if you need towels, soap or anything let us know." Dean said as he pointed through an open door.

"Thanks Dean." Sam grabbed Dean in a hug. "It means a lot."

"Hey, it's nothing. You're my little brother. Through everything I've watched out for you and taken care of you. I'm not going to stop doing it now."

"You boys ready to eat?" Alex asked as she stood in the doorway of the room rubbing lotion on her long legs while she stood there in shorts and a t-shirt.

"Yeah." Sam said as he looked at Alex and started to blush.

Alex laughed at Sam, for her he was always easy to embarrass for some reason. "Sammy, I'm just putting some lotion on."

"I'm jealous." Dean gave Alex a large grin.

"Dean!" Alex walked out of the room.

"It's the truth." Dean said as he looked at Sam who shrugged his shoulders.

"You're horrible."

After spending time together eating, Dean helped Alex clean up the kitchen. Sam went into the living room to watch TV. Once the kitchen was cleaned up Dean joined Sam in the living room. Alex had gone upstairs to get a shower.

"You realize that Violet is going to show up at some point and ask you what's going on, right?" Dean looked at Sam.

"I know. I'm just going to tell her that I don't think it's working out." Sam looked up at his older brother.

"She not good all the way around?" Dean had a smile come across his face.

"What are you talking about Dean?"

"She not good in bed either?"

"Just say I've had better."

"Wow, and you've slept with like what three people?" Dean laughed.

"Yes Dean."

"Well boys, I'm going to bed. I want both of you to be good." Alex bent down and gave Sam a hug and a kiss on the cheek. "If you need anything else let us know."

"Thanks Alex."

Alex had done more than any sister-in-law should. That's what Sam thought. She was starting to be that mother figure in his life, but he knew that wasn't her job.

"Hey, what about me?" Dean asked as he smiled at Alex.

"What about you?" Alex turned around looking at Dean.

"I don't even get a kiss?"

"I guess so." Alex smiled and gave Dean a kiss.

Sam knew what he was doing was the right thing but he didn't want to think about having to talk to Violet about it. He knew it was going to hurt him to break her heart, but he was at the point in his life where he wants to find someone who wants the same things out of life that he wants. Ever since Dean became a husband he was jealous of him, he wanted to be a husband too.

"Alex hasn't been getting a lot of sleep so I've been trying to let her sleep in and everything. She's been having a few nightmares lately."

"If she isn't sleeping well then that's what you need to do for her."

"Oh and if you want us here tomorrow night, we won't go on our date. We can stay home with you and play cards or something."

"You two both need your date night still. What are you two going to be doing tomorrow night?" Sam asked Dean

Since Dean and Alex got married they always went out one night a week for their date night. Just a night to spend with each other and no one else. Surprisingly it was Dean's idea to start the ritual and Alex was fine with it. When they were dating they never really had a date and Dean felt bad for it, so it was his way to make up for it.

"Well we were going to go out to dinner, then to a movie. I was going to talk her into going to a motel afterwards."

"So it'll be like old times?" Sam laughed.

"Yeah. I have to do something to get her really back into sex. I guess she thinks she's fat now, I've been telling her she's not. If anything else she's hotter now."

"Well I can't help you with that. That's something you have to talk to her about not me." Sam rubbed his hands over his tired eyes. "I think I'm going to go get a shower and go to bed."

"Okay. I might be able to talk her into doing something of some kind."

Sam rolled his eyes at Dean. Even thought he was married he was still the same guy. The only difference is he has the same woman every night.

Dean smiled as he crawled onto the bed where Alex was laying reading a book. "Sam is getting a shower and going to bed." He gently placed his soft lips on her neck and began kissing.

Alex laughed at how hard he was trying. "What do you want?" Alex placed her bookmark in her book and laid it on her nightstand. She turned onto her back and looked at Dean.

"Please?" Dean placed his hands on her small waist as she lay under the blanket and he gave her a smile.

"You're still the same guy I'd have to meet in motels." Alex placed her arms around Dean's neck. She leaned up and gave him a kiss. Alex always thought Dean had the perfect lips and she knew he could use them in the right ways.

"Would you want it any other way?" Dean moved his right hand to the strap of her nightgown. He slowly slid it from her shoulder and placed kisses along the area it had been.

"Nope. But do you really want to see all my fat?"

Dean looked up at Alex with a disappointed look on his face. "You're not fat. You're hot." Dean smiled. "I think when you gained that little bit of weight it made you hotter."

Alex laughed at Dean. "You're just weird."

Dean heard something hit the floor in the hallway and got up from where he was on the bed. "Don't move, please don't move." Dean said as he left the room, feeling his erection rub against his pants.

He walked into the hallway, figure of someone picking things up from the floor. The person turned to look at Dean.

"Hey, sorry. I just went down to get something to drink and forgot about the stand you have here." Sam said as he stood holding a can of soda in one hand and one of the small figures that sat on the stand.

"I just wanted to check and make sure it was you there."

"Yes it's me. You can go back to whatever you were doing Dean, I'm going to bed."

"If you say so Sam."

"Go, have fun." Sam smiled at Dean.

Dean smiled at Sam and went back to the master bedroom.

"That was fast." Alex said as she lay on the bed covered up by a thin blanket.

"Sam tripped over that stand in the hall." Dean explained as he stripped his clothes off. "Can we continue?" Dean asked as he slid onto the bed under the blanket with Alex. He placed his hands on her stomach and felt hot flesh. "Oh, so then it's a yes." Dean smiled as he kissed his wife.

Alex shook her head yes as she looked up into her husband's eyes. His hands moving to her breasts, massaging her nipples as his lips were planted on her neck, moving between biting and sucking. She smiled to herself as he hands wondered down his nude scarred back, gently dragging her fingernails as she moved her hands to his ass.

Dean could hear small whimpers and moans coming from Alex's mouth as he moved his hands down to her crotch. He laughed to himself as he gave her a hard kiss on the lips and entered her.

When Dean asked Alex to marry him she wondered if his craving for sex would slow down and it didn't. Getting married just made his craving worse. And since they had started trying to get pregnant again that was the main reason he was wanting it as much as he was these past few weeks.

"You're too much." Alex said as she went into the bathroom wrapped in a robe.

"Is that a bad thing?" Dean asked as he laid back on the bed.

Alex laughed as she got back into bed. "No." She placed a kiss on Dean's forehead.

"Good."

"Do you think Sam is feeling a little better about things?"

"I think he's just really thinking about what all happened. He knows what he's doing right now is the right thing to do but he doesn't like the fact that we all know she's going to call him and he'll have to explain. He's never been good with breaking up with girls." Dean placed an arm around Alex.

"I could have told you it wasn't going to work out." Alex looked at Dean.

"Why do you say that?"

"Well she was never home because she worked so much. And when she was home Sam was doing a job. They could never meet in the middle."

"Oh, like us?" Dean smiled. "You going to whatever motel I was in, no matter where it was. Having some of the best sex ever, then you leaving."

"Dean that's not what I meant. Plus I never wanted to leave. You're the one that told me it wasn't safe for me to just stay with you."

"It's the truth." Dean placed a kiss on her forehead and smiled.

"No, I need sleep." Alex smiled back.

"Alright." Dean kissed Alex's soft lips. "I love you."

"I love you too."