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The sun peaked up over the Rockies once again, bringing a new dawn to the city. It was that same sunlight that seeped its way in through the cracks of Emma's window shades that woke her from the best night of sleep she'd had since she could ever remember. She was so caught up in Euphoria, she couldn't see straight. Dean was back in her life; well at least for the moment. But she wasn't going to let that ruin anything right now. She had already jumped in the pool… might as well swim. Right now, all she wanted to do was never leave bed as long as Dean was in it with her.
The hole that had been in her heart… the ugly aching hole… was gone; she was completely content again. She felt like she could take on anything, as long as he was by her side. She hoped that maybe now, he could feel the same about her.
His arms were still wrapped around her protectively when she awoke. Nuzzling her face into his bare chest a little more, she felt him stir from beneath her. She looked up to see him gazing at her, a sleepy smile on his face. She could feel herself glowing as she smiled back at him, reaching a hand up and gently running it through his messy short hair. He closed his eyes, obviously enjoying her touch. She laughed lightly.
"What?" He asked, cracking open one eye.
"You are so easily tamed, Dean Winchester."
"I so am not!" He pouted. "But you can keep doing that…" He mentioned quickly, closing his eyes once again, melting into her touch. "It feels nice."
"Uh, huh… that's what I thought." She laughed, trying to soak in the perfection of the moment. "I missed you so much." She told him seriously then.
He opened both eyes this time to look at her. "I missed you too, Em." He replied, touching his lips to hers, letting the kiss linger for a moment or two before pulling away.
She continued to absently run her fingertips over his scalp as she thought. "We have a lot to do today…" She sighed heavily. "But I really don't want to get out of bed."
"Who says we have to?" Dean asked with a smirk. "A phantom horse can wait for a day… or two, right?"
"Don't tempt me…" She warned playfully. It was quiet then for a moment. "Do you think Sam found anything?" She asked him.
"Of course… he's my trusty, geeky sidekick." He smiled. "He probably did all the research out of boredom."
"Do you think he's wondering where you are?" She asked him with a coy smile.
"He's a big boy, I'm sure he figured it out." He replied quickly.
Emma sighed, resting her head back on his chest, listening to the sound of his heart pumping, absorbing the warmth from his body. Dean began to lightly rub her back in circles, resting his chin on top of her head. "Do you want some coffee?" Emma mumbled, not really wanting to move, but feeling like they needed to get to work.
"Do I want some coffee?" He asked sarcastically. "Is that a trick question?"
She laughed. "No… I just thought I would offer anyways… you know sometimes people don't always want coffee." She teased.
"Yes, I want coffee." He smiled.
She slowly pulled away from his arms, grabbing her silk robe at the end of the bed and pulling it on before getting out of bed. She sleepily headed to the kitchen and started a pot of coffee. She tidied up around the kitchen while it brewed, and as soon as it was finished, she took two mugs out of the cabinet and poured a cup for herself, and one for Dean. She was starting to take them back to the bed, when Dean emerged from the bedroom, dressed only in his jeans, with no t-shirt. She smiled, handing him his cup, taking a small sip of her own. "I'm going to get dressed. Then we should probably go see what Sam found out." She told him.
Dean nodded, leaning down to kiss her. "Thanks for the coffee." He told her warmly. "Hurry and go get ready, and I might give you a ride back to the motel." He joked.
She made a face at him, pinching him hard the arm. "Ow!" He protested, smiling.
"Just for that, I'm going to take my time." She teased, flipping her dark chocolate hair over her shoulder, heading for her bedroom. She didn't take overly long to get dressed, picking out a black long-sleeved knit shirt and a pair of jeans. She finished her makeup and pinned up her bangs, letting the rest of her straight hair fall over her shoulders. She walked out and found Dean chatting on his phone, leaning against the counter in the kitchen. She brushed past him, grabbing her coat, watching him intently as he hung up.
"Who was that?" She questioned, slipping on her boots.
"Sam." He replied. "He possibly found something?" He stated, giving Emma a once over with his eyes.
"What?" She questioned him blankly.
"You look nice." He told her with a smile.
She rolled her eyes, but couldn't help but blush at his comment. "Thanks." She smiled, straightening up. "You ready to go?"
He nodded, grabbing his coat from the back of the kitchen chair and slipping it on. They headed downstairs and out to the Impala. Emma had a flash of déjà vu when she walked up to the passenger side door and opened the heavy black door and in doing so, it squeaked in protest. She slid into the seat easily, closing the door again and taking in the once familiar sent of the car. Dean started the engine, resting an arm over Emma's shoulders as he pulled out of the parking lot, heading towards the motel.
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Dean and Emma walked into Sam and Dean's motel room about fifteen minutes later. Sam was sitting at the kitchen table, in front of his laptop with a cup of coffee at his side, still steaming. He looked frustrated and glared at Dean when he walked in the door.
"You know, your face can get stuck like that." Dean joked. "I wouldn't be able to be seen in public with you anymore…"
"I've been up all night, and I haven't found a damn thing on the internet." He sighed.
"No luck huh?" Emma questioned, going to stand behind Sam looking at the screen he was currently scrolling though. Sam sighed, softening his features with Emma, knowing she was only trying to help, unlike Dean who was just trying to be annoying on purpose.
"Nope." He sighed.
"So why did you say you had found something?" Dean questioned, going over to the pot of coffee Sam had made and pouring himself a mug.
"Well, I thought maybe we could watch the ranch tonight and see if the thing comes back… maybe we can get a look at it?" He suggested. "Because I really have no idea what the hell I'm even looking for anymore. I'm starting to think the BLM missed a Palomino horse in the registry of wild horses."
"A palomino with red eyes?" Emma questioned, with a raised eyebrow. "I don't think they would have missed that one… but I'm all for the steak out idea. I don't have work tonight so that works for me."
"Alright, it's better than anything so far." Dean admitted. "Steak out then. It's a plan. We better get some pie… it might be a long night."
Sam rolled his eyes, and Emma laughed, shaking her head. Dean would never change.
"Speaking of which, can we go grab some food?" Sam asked them. "I'm starving because someone didn't bring food back last night, and took the car." Emma and Dean looked at each other and smiled. Sam caught it and couldn't help but smile too. "So are you two back together now or something?"
Emma looked at Dean for her answer, because truthfully she wasn't quite sure what was going on between them. Her heart began to pound again, and she had a hard time breathing suddenly. Every bone in her body was aching for him to say they were back together, but her head was trying to caution her.
"Yeah, I'm hungry too… you guys up for some quality diner food? I could really go for some pigs in a blanket." He said, completely ignoring Sam's question all together. *Damn* It would never be that simple with Dean, and Emma knew that. She blew out a breath, trying to breathe normally again.
"I could always eat some French toast." Emma chimed in, happily finding that her voice was in check.
"Well let's do that first, and then we can work out the details of the steak out." Dean nodded, emptying his coffee cup in the small kitchen motel sink and grabbing his keys out of his pocket.
"Shotgun!" Emma called, with a smile, as they headed back outside.
Sam just laughed and rolled his eyes, reluctantly climbing into the back seat. "Don't think I'm not just as good at calling shotgun… now I'll be on guard." He smiled.
"Dream on!" She teased, victoriously getting into the front seat, next to Dean. She could totally get used to being around the Winchester boys. She hoped that it would become her future reality. Now if only she could convince Dean… which would take some doing; but she wasn't about to lose him again.
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