Hello all!

Welcome to Chapter Two of "Tethered Love." ***Disclaimer*** I do not own Dean... or any other character besides Amy at this point although I would like to own the others...

Please reveiw! I would love to hear your thoughts and any suggestions! Thanks!

~Dean'sGirl555


TETHERED LOVE

Chapter Two

Dean sat next to Amy in the dark night air with the silvery moon beams dancing across their skin. Amy had her head rested against his shoulder and was humming to herself in contentment. Both of them wished that this night would never end... they always did.

Taking a deep breathe of air, Dean lifted Amy's chin up with two fingers and looked her in the eyes, "I wanted to ask you something."

"Anything," Amy answered folding her hands nervously into the folds of her dress.

Dean cleared his throat and ran his fingers through his hair, "Sam and I will be heading back to the Bunker tomorrow since we finished up the case we were working on this morning. So I just thought..." He bit the inside of his cheek and fought back the nerves that were bubbling up through his throat, "You haven't met Sammy yet... so I was thinking... I was..."

Amy grinned at his stumbling, "Yes?"

Dean stuck his bottom lip out, "What?!"

"Come here Big Boy," she stood up and pulled him from the cement bench, "I am wearing a dress tonight, so why don't you dance with me?"

He was greatful for the distraction momentairily while he was pulling his thoughts together. Amy meanwhile pulled her phone out from her bra and pushed a few buttons before placing it back alllowing for the notes of the song to lull into the air. As soon as Dean heard it, he knew what it was. Their song. It was the song playing at the bar the night they had met. Dean laced his fingers through hers and pulled her in close. They listened to the words and simply swayed back and forth in the dark.

Dean burried his face in her gold curls and took in the smell of her perfume-vanilla and strawberries.

"It's a yes, you know."

He looked up startled into her sparkling eyes, "What's a yes?"

"I'll go with you tomorrow. It's about time I met this Sammy of yours."

Dean grinned, "Good, good," he paused before adding, "It's not just wanting you to come meet him... I was hoping we could make this official?"

Her lips danced happily in surprise, "You mean?"

"Yeah... me! Dean Winchester tying himself down to a woman! What do you say babe?"

Amy merely grinned before kissing him lightly, and then more ferociously while running her slender fingers through his hair. She spoke between frantic kisses, "Of course."

Dean was happier than he could have imagined because of her response, "I can't wait to see the look on Sam's face when he finds out I have you wrapped around my finger!"

"Do you think he'll like me?"

"Oh babe! Of course he will!" Dean held up his fingers, "One you're a huntress with a rocking body, and two..."

"What's two?"

"Gotta save the best for last don't I?"

Dean pulled her up into his arms and began running down the street.

"Dean what are you doing?" Amy laughed, showing the dimples he loved on her cheeks.

"You'll see sweetheart."


Dean opened the back door to the Impala and allowed Amy to slide in. She took a look glance at the interior of Baby before looking sheepishly back at Dean.

"What's wrong Am?"

"Nothing... it's nothing."

Dean slid in beside her and tucked his arm over her shoulder, "You're thinking about other women aren't you?"

She peered up at him with wondering eyes "How'd you-"

He chuckled, "Woman are my specialty sweety."

She waited for him to continue.

Dean kissed her cheek lightly, "Yes, I have brought other women in here. But none of them were you."

Amy smiled at his reply and pulled him down ontop of her. They began kissing more passionately, letting emotions consume them. They had a few hours before dawn and they were going to make the most of it.

Dean Winchester liked women. He loved Amy. There was a big difference. Dean Winchester had sex. He made love to Amy. There was a big difference.

They melded together in one until and kissed and touched in ways that none of them had expirienced before. Soon the clothes were gone and they were a tangled beautiful mess of skin and sweat and sweet love. Amy ran her fingers down Dean's back and breathed heavily as he kissed her breasts and whispered devious thoughts into her ear. She reciprocated everything back, and he fell even harder for her because of it.

The night went one and they were both the more blissful for it. It was a night that they would never forget, and Dean didn't doubt that the Impala would either.


Sorry it's kind of short, but I wanted to do this scene before moving into the story and more important matters. So tell me what you think? Do you like it?

I will post Chapter 3 tomorrow!