Nyssa Asher would never forget her night with John Winchester. It was, probably the most memorable night of her life. He was older, and great in bed. It was the best sex she ever had, of course she'd never forget him. Nyssa never thought she'd see his face again after that night, and it bothered her to no end. Nyssa totally felt something when they kissed, when he touched her, the way he was with her. Yes, she'd never forget him, as much as she wanted to.

There was a knocking at my door. I wasn't expecting anyone today. No packages or anything like that, so why was someone there? I got up and went to the front door. I couldn't stop myself from gasping when I saw the man standing there.

"John?" I said in shock. "What are you doing here?"

"Honestly?" he said, wanting to know if I wanted to hear the truth.

"Yes, tell me," I demanded.

"I couldn't get you off my mind and I was close by. Nyssa I haven't stopped thinking about you since that night," he said to me.

"You remembered my name," I said with a smile.

"As many times as I said it that night, of course I'd remember your name gorgeous," he said with a sexy smile. I couldn't help myself, I was blushing.

"Come in," I said eagerly.

"From the look on your face, you've been thinking about me too," he observed.

"I mean…well…yeah," I said nervously.

"Oh sweetheart don't be shy," he said as he closed in the space between us.

"What are you doing here John?" I asked.

"I've come back for you," he said with a smile. "I want you to come with me."

"Seriously?" I said in shock.

"As a heart attack," he replied.

"Are you sure that's safe for me?" I asked nervously. I knew what John did for a living. His hunting monsters and demons and shit scared me, but it also intrigued me. I wanted to know more, to be a part of that world. Now, John was here offering me everything I had been dreaming about. Him and a life on the road.

John laughed, "You've got me, you'll be safe."

"I really want to take you up on this offer," I said. "I want to know where that would put us, though."

"You'd be my girlfriend of course," he said with a cool smile. "If you'll have me, that is, he grinned ever bigger.

"I wouldn't want anything else," I said with a smile as I closed in on the final bit of space between us. Our lips met hungrily. Our kiss was passionate to say the least. I had been wanting this for months. Everything suddenly felt right. I was happy.

"So you'll go with me?" he asked.

"Yes!" I said excitedly. "I'll go."

That day was months ago. I remember it like it was yesterday. John and I had been together for a few months. He was taking me on his cross country monster hunt. He was teaching me the ways. I was actually pretty good. John was impressed with me from the minute he started teaching me.

John and I were getting pretty serious. I learned of his life, his wife dying due to a demon, and his two sons who were now on the road too. It was pretty tragic.

John had finally decided he wanted me to meet his boys. They were both older than me. Hell, I was only 28. John was old enough to be my dad, really. Age meant nothing to the both of us, though. I was worried what the boys would think of me. Some young, hot piece of ass? I didn't know, but I was so nervous.

We were driving to a diner in Kansas, where John and his family used to live. That's the place where we'd meet up with the boys. As I said, I was nervous. Unbelievably nervous.

"Hey," John said as he looked over at me, "You look like you're a bout to open the door and jump out."

"Sorry," I said, "I'm just so nervous. What if they don't like me. I mean, come on, are they going to even approve of me?"

"Knowing Dean, he'd probably try to steal you away from me," John said with a laugh.

"Really John?" I said flatly. "Come on! I want your boys to like me."

"They will!" John assured me.

"How can you be oh so sure?" I questioned. "I mean come on John, you're old enough to be my dad."

John chuckled, "Is that why you love to call me daddy almost every night in bed?"

"John!" I shrieked. John just laughed. "I'm going to hit you!"

"Oh come on baby, you don't have to do that," he said with his dazzling smile. "You know I love you Nyssa."

"I love you too, John, but you need to try to see things from my point of view here," I said in frustration.

"Nyssa, seriously, it's going to be fine," John assured me again.

"Whatever you say John," I said with a sigh. Hopefully he was right.

About thirty minutes later, we pulled up to the diner. John's boys weren't here yet, so John and I went inside to sit down and order something to drink while we waited on them. About ten minutes later two guys walked in. They both were rather tall, one way taller than the other. From the way they were dressed, I knew it was them.

"Dad," the shorter one with shorter hair said.

"Son," he said with a smile as they embraced.

"Hey dad," the taller one with longer hair said.

"Hey Sam," John smiled and hugged his other boy. "Boys, this is Nyssa."

"Hi," I said, looking both of them in the eye. I smiled and hoped they'd smile back.

"Hi," Sam said.

'Hi," Dean said soon after.

Dean was staring at me, looking me up and down. It made me nervous. What was he thinking?

"Okay, son, you can stop staring at my girlfriend now," John said with an all-knowing smile.

"Sorry, you're beautiful," Dean said to me.

I blushed, "Thanks."

"You really are," Sam said with a smile.

"Thanks," I said again.

"Hey dad, you see that GTO out there?" Dean asked.

"Oh that's mine," I spoke up.

"No way!" Dean said.

"Yes," I giggled. "All mine."

Then Dean and I spent a few minutes going on about cars. Dean was impressed by me. I made an impression on him, at least. With Sam, I didn't know yet.

"Nyssa has some nice cars," John said to Dean.

"What you got?" Dean asked me.

"Well, I have a Lamborghini Aventador, a Ferrari California and 488 GTB, I've got a Bentley Continental GT and a Bentayga, a Maserati Gran Turismo, and a Audi R8 and Q7." I said.

"Holy shit you must be loaded," Dean said in shock. I laughed, and John scolded Dean.

"I'm the baby of a very hefty trust fund," I said to him, "I don't really have much family left, unfortunately. Then again, I got all the money that would go to them."

"You never sold your soul, have you?" Dean asked lowly.

"Um, no," I said, shaking my head. "Just lucky."

"So, Dean said, "what did you do for a living before you got into this world."

"I was training to be a WWE superstar," I said.

"Seriously? You wrestle?" Dean asked in shock.

"Yeah," I smiled. "An unfortunate run in with a vampire and a rescue from John changed my perspective on things. Then, John showed up on my doorstep months later and asked me to come with him. I couldn't resist. Your whole family business is fascinating to me."

"You have any kills?" Dean asked.

"Quite a few now," I replied "I think vamps are my favorite."

Dean chuckled, "She is interesting."

"Strong too," John said.

"I like her," Dean said, nodding his head in approval. A big grin broke out on my face.

"I like her too," Sam said, a smile breaking out on his face. I didn't think my grin could get bigger.

"Ya'll aren't creeped out by my age?" I asked daringly.

"Nah," Dean said. "Hell, I think dad's pretty damn lucky if I do say so myself."

"Yeah, you're beautiful Nyssa," Sam said in agreement.

"Thanks guys," I smiled. "You two have no idea how nervous I was to meet the two of you."

"I told you that you had nothing to worry about" John said to me.

"Yeah," I said, rolling my eyes, "I know."

We finished up eating and gathered together out by our cars. I checked out Dean's car, a 67' Impala. She was a beaut. I loved it. It was a nice car in great condition.

After I checked Dean's car out, he came and checked mine out. He was impressed by the rebuild.

"Yeah, I kinda changed the interior," I said shrugging as he looked inside. "I wanted it a bit more customized."

"It's nice," Dean said.

"Thanks, I oversaw everything," I replied.

"So, since you two like her, mind inviting us to stay at the bunker for a few days?" John asked.

"Definitely, she's family now, isn't she?" Dean said.

John smiled, "Yes, for sure."

"Awesome!" I squeaked. "Thanks for welcoming me."

We drove to the bunker, the boys welcomed me in. John showed me to his room that he usually slept in. The bed wasn't all that big, but he begged me to stay with him at night. I couldn't resist him, so I agreed.

"This place is pretty impressive," I said as we sat around the living area of the bunker.

"Tell me about it, hidden away here where no one knows where it is," John said.

"Do you want a beer or something?" Dean asked.

"Nyssa doesn't drink beer," John said. "She prefers Southern Comfort and Malibu Coconut rum."

"Sorry we don't have any of that around here," Dean said. "But I could go make a run for some."

"Mind if I go with you?" I asked, then I looked at John. "If that's okay with you?"

"Yeah, go ahead, a little bonding time for the two of you," John said with a smile.

"Cool, see you when we get back," I said as I kissed John goodbye.

Dean and I went out to his car. Then, we set of for the nearest liquor store. Dean was blasting some classic rock. I see like father like son there. I could tolerate most of it, but I preferred more modern music, especially K-Pop.

"So, Nyssa, be honest with me here," Dean said to me. "Where do you see your relationship going with my dad."

"Honestly?" I asked.

"Yeah, just between the two of us," he said.

"I kinda think he's the one," I said honestly. "I mean, I never have been able to shake him from the moment we met. I feel like I'm addicted to him. I just can't get enough. I want him all, just for myself. I'm madly in love with him."

"At first, I'll admit I was doubtful," Dean began, "I thought he was just infatuated with you, but I see differently now. He's in love with you, just as much as you are with him. Dad's been to hell and back. I know how much he loved my mom, and I truly thought they were soul mates, but now I believe you can have two if your first soul mate dies."

"So you're saying your dad thinks I'm the one too?" I asked hopefully.

"From what I can tell? Hell yeah," Dean said.

"Well if anything ever happens, I promise I won't try to make you call me mom," I said with a laugh.

Dean laughed too. "Having a hot step mom who's younger than me, not what I expected, but I'll take it. My dad has changed since he's been with you."

"A good change or a bad one?" I asked.

"A good one," Dean said with a smile. "I was skeptical at first, but I like you. If you want to marry my dad, I approve."

"Thanks Dean," I said with a bright smile, "You have no idea how much that means to me."

"I know Sam's been quiet, don't let it make you think that he doesn't like you too. Because I know he does. He's still having trouble processing this whole situation. I was like that at first. It's weird seeing my dad in love with someone other than my mom."

"I'm not trying to replace her, just so you know. I'm trying to make a whole new space for myself in his heart. I think it's working."

"It is," Dean said with a smile, "trust me."

"I really do love your dad, though, Dean," I said to him honestly.

"Oh I know you do," Dean smiled, "He loves you too."

Dean and I talked about hunting most of the time we took going to the liquor store. Dean insisted on buying me a few bottles of my favorite liquors. I thanked him, and he told me to think of it as a present welcoming me to the family. It was a sweet gesture and I was thankful for it.

When we got back to the bunker, John and Sam were in the library doing some research or something. I made my way over and sat in Johns lap. He just smiled and put an arm around my waist.

"You get what you want?" John asked me.

"Yes," I said with a smile, "Dean bought it for me as a nice gesture."

"That was nice of him," John said with a smile.

"It was," I agreed. "So, what are you two doing?"

"Looking a few things up, nothing too important," John said.

"I see," I said as I observed them. "Any idea where we're going next?"

"Not yet, not exactly, but I'll let you know if we find something," John said.

"Okay cool," I nodded.

"You know," John said as he observed me, "You can go to our room and change. You've impressed my boys enough. You can get comfortable now." I was wearing a cute outfit and a pair of heels.

"Will do," I said with a smile. As I kissed him and then set off for our room.

I ruffled through my bag trying to find something to wear. I settled on a pair of short cheer shorts and an oversized Seth Rollins t-shirt. I threw my hair up in a bun on the top of my head and wandered around the bunker for a bit before I returned to the library where John and the boys were sitting.

"Better?" John asked with a smile as he looked me up and down.

"Way better," I said with a happy sigh.

"Nice legs," Dean said as he came into the room.

I giggled, "Thanks." John just gave Dean an 'I'll kill you' look which made me bust out laughing.

"Damn, dad it was just a compliment," Dean said.

"Quit checking her out, my baby's loyal. She doesn't want you," John said. I laughed.

"Well, he is right," I said with a shrug.

"Get your sexy ass over there with them legs and sit in my lap," John said. I could tell it took everything in him to not say 'sit in daddy's lap'. It made me giggle, but I obeyed him and went to sit back in his lap.

"I'm gonna go get a beer, anybody else want one, or something for the lady?" Dean said.

"I'll take one," John said.

"Me too," Sam added.

"A nice glass of Southern Comfort please," I said with a smile.

"Coming right up," Dean said with a smile and wink.

"I think Dean's got a thing for you, just as I expected he would," John whispered in my ear.

I laughed, "He can look, but he can't touch."

"You've been watching way too much wrestling," John said getting the reference to Nikki Bella's entrance music.

"Shut up," I said as I stuck my tongue out at him. "It is a healthy amount of wrestling each week."

"You know, to be honest, sometimes I wish you'd leave this life and go back to training," John said.

"You don't want me around?" I asked with a pout, almost crying.

"No baby, not like that," John said. "You just deserve better."

"How many times do I have to tell you I'm happy with this life because I have you," I said to him then I kissed him. "Seriously John, I want to be here."

"Do you miss it, though?" Sam spoke up and asked. "Not that I mean to get in your conversation, I'm just curious."

"Sometimes," I said honestly. "But then I go on this great hunt and I'm reminded of why I'm dong what I'm doing now."

"You should see her in action Sam," John said. "She's very impressive."

"Find a vampire hunt," I said with a smile. "You know I love nothing more than cutting off a vampire's head with my katana."

"Yes, she loves that damn thing," John said with a smile, "It's an authentic Japanese sword."

"That thing's my baby," I said with a smile. "You're forgetting my gold colt."

"Your lucky gun," John said with a laugh as he rolled his eyes.

"She hasn't failed me yet," I said.

"You a good shot?" Sam asked.

"Excellent shot," John said.

"I got it from my dad," I said with a smile. "He's gone now, as are most of my family."

"Well, you've got us now, baby," John said to me.

"I know," I said with a smile before I kissed him.

"Alright, a glass of Southern Comfort for the lady," Dean said as he returned to the room and put my glass in front of me. "And a beer for the rest of us," he said as he gave Sam and John a beer.

"Thanks Dean," I said with a warm smile.

"Don't mention it," Dean said with a smile back.

The guys and I spent the rest of the day getting to know each other a little better. John seemed happy that I was getting along with his boys. He couldn't stop smiling. It was cute, really. I enjoyed being around them. They were great.

Later that night, the boys went out to a bar and left John and me back home at the bunker. John and I went to our room where he locked the door and pinned me up against the wall.

"I've been dying to have you all to myself all day," John said as he kissed down my neck, leaving little love bites and hickeys that I would have to cover later.

"Well you have me," I said with a tantalizing voice. "What are you going to do about it?"

"First we're going to get you out of those clothes," John said as he pulled my shirt over my head. I took a little charge and stripped him of his shirt too. Then, he quickly got me out of my shorts before he picked me up and slung me on the bed.

"Pants off," I said before he got on the bed and crawled over to me. "Now come get it."

"Gladly sexy," John said with a wink as he dove into my heat. He was licking me over my panties which were soaking wet. Then, he took the liberty of stripping me out of them with his teeth. Then he went back to work licking me and sucking on my clit.

I gasped loudly, "Fuck! John!"

"You like that baby?" he asked.

"Yes!" I hissed. "As much as I love your mouth on me, I want you inside me."

"Baby girl wants daddy's dick?" John asked.

"Yes daddy!" I moaned.

"Beg for it baby girl," John said.

"John," I began, but John slapped my thigh hard. "I mean daddy," I said with a smile. "Please take me! Make me yours like you always do. Please fuck me daddy."

"You want daddy to fuck you baby girl?" John asked with a grin, knowing he was just egging me on.

"Yes! Damn it yes! Fuck me please!" I demanded.

John slowly entered me and starting at this tantalizing pace. It left me begging for more. He was enjoying himself teasing me. He hooked one of my legs around his waist and went a little deeper. It started to get better than. Then, I don't think John could take the teasing anymore. He started fucking me hard and fast. I was moaning his name like my life depended on it and calling him daddy too.

"That's it baby, let em know who you belong to, let em hear it far and wide," John said with a sexy smile as he continued to fuck me. He was moaning and grunting and I was so turned on.

"I'm gonna cum," I moaned out. "John baby, please let me cum."

"Go for it sweetheart," John said with a wink as he sent a hand down to massage my clit.

So, I let go, and I came hard. My climax triggered John's. He was moaning my name over and over. When it was over he crashed down beside me and pulled me to rest on his chest.

"Fuck!" John hissed. "As loud as you were I'm sure the boys heard us."

"Shut the fuck up asshole," I said with a big grin before I reached up with my head and kissed him.

"I love you too," John said with a laugh.

"I do love you, you know that," I said to him.

"Oh I know," he said with a dazzling grin. "You know, I've been thinking, and I wanna take you on a little vacation."

"What? Where? Why?" I asked in confusion.

"I really wanna take you to Korea," John said, speaking of my favorite place where I've been meaning to visit. "I know how much you love their culture."

"John how are you gonna afford that?" I asked.

"Doesn't matter," John said. "Would you go if I took you?"

"Yes!" I said excitedly. "I mean come on, you've presented me with an offer I can't refuse!"

"I'm glad you said yes, because I've already booked everything. We leave tomorrow, as a family," John said.

"Sam and Dean are going too?" I asked in surprise.

"Yes, I want you to be able to bond with them, you mean so much to me, and I want you and my sons to get along." John said.

I hugged John tightly and kissed him, "This will be the best trip ever1 I love you so much, thanks for thinking of me."

"I love you too baby girl," John said. "I know this probably means the world to you."

"Oh it definitely does," I said with a nod. "When do we leave?"

"Tomorrow morning," John said.

"Excellent," I said with a big smile. I couldn't wait to go to Korea with John and the boys.