Late that night Dean was staring at the ceiling, trying not to fall asleep. He wasn't sure if Kayla was even awake anymore; her parents had gone to bed later than everyone else and she wouldn't risk them hearing her. The house had been silent awhile now, it was kind of nice. No traffic noise, no screaming neighbors, just silence. Of course he didn't mind when the silence was broken by the soft click of his doorknob as it turned. Suddenly he wasn't so tired and he sat up.
She let her eyes focus and smiled before crossing the room to kiss him softly. Dean pulled her into his lap and tucked her hair behind her ear.
"I'm glad we did this. The family thing is kind of cool, I don't want you to think I'm miserable."
The fact that it was true surprised her; the fact that he admitted it surprised her even more. Dean wasn't exactly the sharing type. "Yeah?"
"Yeah. I mean, you've been stuck with my family for so long, it's only fair right?" He kissed her lightly on the shoulder.
"I was kind of hoping to be stuck with your family for awhile."
"I think we can work that out."
::the following morning::
Kayla yawned as she went into the kitchen. Her mom must have heard everyone moving around and she was working on breakfast.
"Good morning!" She greeted her cheerfully.
"Good morning. Sam's not up yet?"
"I think he's still by the pool, he was up pretty early. Where's Dean?"
"In the shower." Kayla looked out the window and saw Sam sitting down by the pool with his feet treading the water. He looked pretty deep in thought. She went out the sliding doors and down the stairs to the pool, Sam looked up as she approached.
"Hey."
"Good morning." She sat next to him and rolled her pants up so she could put her feet in.
"The water's warm, it's nice."
She watched his face as he looked absently at the water. "You about ready to get back to ghosts and demons?"
"No." He answered quickly and laughed. "Wanna trade?"
Back inside, Dean was headed into the kitchen. "Hey Mrs. Michelson."
"You can call me Kathy. Kayla and Sam are down by the pool and breakfast is almost ready, have a seat."
He took a quick look out the window and smiled to himself before sitting at the table. He liked that they talked, he liked that they were close. It made things easier.
"So Dean."
Ah shit. He should have gone outside.
"How long have you been seeing Kayla now?"
He rubbed his neck nervously. "Um…a year and a half, maybe?"
"That's a long time, considering."
"Yeah we've definitely beat out most Hollywood couples."
"Well I…"
Sam and Kayla came through the sliding glass door. Saved.
"Hey." Kayla leaned in and kissed him on the cheek before pulling up a chair next to him. "How'd you sleep?"
"Oh I think you'd know." Her mother said over her shoulder. "What time did you get back to your own room Kayla, around five, six this morning?"
Sam busted out laughing. "So incredibly busted."
As Kayla's jaw dropped Dean suddenly looked very deer in the headlights and glanced over his shoulder, convinced he would see her father standing there. Her mom set a plate in front of him and patted his shoulder.
"He's in the study, he can't hear you."
"I'm sorry." He said quickly, he didn't know what else to say.
Kayla covered her mouth to keep from laughing at his reaction, but felt her own cheeks flush. Sam apparently thought it was hilarious because he was still chuckling quietly in his chair.
