author's note - I finally got someone who reviewed my story and I am damn proud of it. Thank you very much! :D

Erm, I forgot to mention the disclaimer in the last couple of chapters - because I am an idiot. :P

Dean and Sam Winchester belongs to Eric Kripke, who is my god...

Katie Wilson is my character, so don't steal her..:P

Enjoy!

"BLOODY HELL!" I yelled as the wind from Dean's window went by my face and pushed all my muscles just felt so numb. Dean laughed loudly and moved towards me and took control of the wheel, even I sat onto the driver's seat. "DEAN! When this is over – I am so going to kill you afterwards, okay?" I shouted and the windows from the car were all opened and the cold but rushed air came into the car, especially my face.

"Alright, baby." Dean laughed and kissed me on the cheek, but it was short-lived as he straight looked up towards the road. "We're out of the woods now! Let's pick up Sam and then, we will kill the remaining vampires." He smirked and I sighed.

"Do we have to do that again? Next time, there is no freaking way that I am going to be the bait. Let Sam be the bait…he is….girlish." I took a glance at Dean, who just raised his eyebrow at me and then, looked at the mirror from the top of the car seats.

"I suppose. But, you're prettier. Hell, no. You're hot." He grinned and I rolled my eyes. "Well, it is true." He stuck his tongue out in his teeth and smiled like a little child.

"Shut up." I scoffed, but my cheeks were getting hotter and redder, thank god that it was night. "I feel shattered. I want to go home and sleep in a nice bed." I sighed and Dean scoffed and took a look at me again. "You drive, let me have some sleep." I muttered and I pulled Dean towards my place and I lifted myself up and Dean slid underneath me and our bodies were touching and I just kept blushing so badly and feeling warm in my stomach.

I sat in the still warm seat and Dean just relaxed on the seat and groaned happily. "I feel happily sitting in the seat…it is so perfect for me." He sighed happily and I giggled. He took a glance at me as he put an arm on the seat and just looked at the road once again. "Well, I got another place to be, right now." He smiled.

"What is that, then? Where is your place?" I asked and flipped over and tried to get myself comfy, but I just needed to stretch my legs. "Excuse me." I muttered as I put my foot onto his lap and put his jacket under my head and just closed my eyes. I felt sleepy, and a hand stroked my ankles.

"In a bed. Don't you know me that well?" he said and I hummed and turned the stereo on and it ended on Eye of the Tiger. "Yeah, my favourite song!" we both said at the same time and I giggled.

"Apparently, no. Anyway, let me sleep." I said, while humming the beat of the song and I just fell asleep.

"Good night, Katie." Dean sighed and stroked my legs as the speed of the car slowed down.

"Night." I muttered.

I looked at Dean in the bed. He was wearing a grey t-shirt as he was asleep and he just looked so…innocent when he was asleep. And sexy as well. I bit my bottom lip as he just moved a little as he was facing the ceiling and I felt some movement on my hand. I was on the bed with him, and he was holding my hand – our fingers were entwined. But, I realized that there was a white gold ring on his ring finger and he was holding my left hand and it had a white gold ring on my ring finger as well.

I quietly gasped, but it woke him up. He blinked his eyes and winced as the light from the window hurt his eyes. I smiled and got closer to him and let go of his big, but warm hand and got into his chest as he put an arm around me and he just turned around to face me and kissed my head.

"God, it is morning…what time is it?" he asked and went on his elbow to look at something behind me – my alarm clock on the dresser – just on cue, it just beeped loudly. I winced and crawled towards it and hit it.

"It is…7:00am." I groaned and sat up onto my bottom. I was wearing a white tank top and pink with monkeys covered underpants on. "What is the date?" I grumbled and I looked at the alarm clock again and it was Monday 17th July 2016.

"Monday…time for me to go to work and take the kid to school as you got university study. Alright…you wake Will up and make some breakfast as I will have the shower, alright?" he asked and I nodded slowly as the thought of having a kid with Dean just…looked brilliant. It was just amazing and it would make me so happy to have a kid with Dean. Who was finally all mine, that hot body, that protective feeling and…that fantastic mouth…ooohhh…

"Hey! Wake up…come on, I really need to get to work. And Will needs to go to school." Dean said and I nodded.

"Fine, grumpyhead." I scoffed and got out of the bed and went to the closest door and I opened the door and a broom just fell down on my foot. It didn't hurt – I was just…numb.

"Um, sweetie? You do realize that is the broom cupboard?" Dean asked as he just took his t-shirt off when he got off the bed and went to another door on his side and it leaded to a bathroom.

"…Shut up." I scoffed and went to the door in the middle of the room and it leaded to a white corridor and looked at the picture in the front of the door – it was a huge picture. A huge one. It was a picture of me, Dean and a little boy about 4 were all huggy and close. It was a black and white picture, it looked like we were in a kitchen, Dean was laughing, truly laughing and looking at the camera as he had his arms around my waist as I was laughing, but didn't look at the camera, I was looking up at the ceiling as I was laughing so loudly. The little boy was laughing as well, but he was sat on the kitchen counter and he was looking at me.

I really liked the picture; it seemed to be the perfect picture for a perfect family. I smiled at it, but I felt a little warm hand on my leg. I looked down and it was a little boy about 4. He had blue eyes, just like me but his hair were the same colour as Dean's. His face seemed to be the same as Dean's, but this boy had baby fat on his cheeks and his hands and arms were still a bit chubby, but he looked fit for his age.

"Mommy?" he asked as his voice just melted me down. "I want to eat some pancakes." He said and I smiled and nodded.

"Alright, kid. Come on, then." I smiled and held a hand out for him and he held it. His hand was so warm, but small. He was just a little mini Dean, my baby. He stopped me and lifted his arms up and I nodded and lifted him up. He put his head on my shoulder and we both went downstairs and I made pancakes in the big kitchen.

"Katie? Can you sort my tie out, please?" Dean asked as he winced at the terrible-looking tie. I sighed and put the small pancake on Will's plate and began to pour the remaining mixture for Dean. I smiled at Will, then went up to Dean, who was waiting impatiently.

"Are you sure that I can touch you…?" I asked and Dean just pulled his eyebrow up.

"Um, yeah. You're my wife. This is your job to look after me and that kind of thing…" he said like I was so stupid and I nodded and began to blush as I began to loose the tie and did it properly and Dean just smirked at me when I looked up at him and he wrapped his arms around me and leaned close to my lips.

"KATIE! GET YOUR ASS OUT OF MY LAP!" Dean's voice boomed into my ear and I jerked and looked up at Dean, who was asleep in his bed. We were back at the motel; in Dean's bed as I was sleeping on his body. Well, my bum was on his legs and my arms were all across Dean's chest and he was clearly annoyed and angry about me sleeping on him.

"Sorry, man. I was sleeping and you know, that you just sleep, you just are completely useless with your body…just calm down, man…" I grumbled and sat up as I was wearing my underwear with one of Dean's t-shirts. I looked at my fingers and they were all naked, no ring or whatever. "Dean…" I stood up and turned around and put my hands on my hips and he groaned as he sat up and leaned on the bed frame.

"What?" he groaned and crossed his arms. He was bare at the top half of his body, but he was wearing his black boxers.

"Did you take my clothes off?" I asked and he just went from angry and annoyed to completely embarrassed. "Dean. Did you?" I asked again and he just went red. I then crossed my arms as Dean stood up, after getting off the bed and then he looked down to his boxers and he grabbed a pillow from the bed and covered it.

"Well…let me explain…" he raised his eyebrows and tried to use his puppy-dog eyes, but it wasn't good as Sam.