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Travelling Solider
Chapter 8
Her first thought was that she was dreaming and Dean Winchester wasn't really standing in her living room, claiming that angel's had brought him back from the dead.
Because shit that just didn't happen...did it?
But the more she thought about it, she didn't care because nothing else matter other than the fact that he was actually standing in her living room.
It took her a moment to recover before she was across the room and holding him like her life depended on it.
She cried, told him that she loved him, and that she never wanted him to go away again.
A single tear fell down his cheek as he repeated her words to her, telling her that he'll do his best.
They stood there, just holding each other for a good half hour before either of them moved, and when they did, it was so they could go into the bedroom and make love like it was the first time all over again.
It was almost as if they had never been away from each other. He still remembered all sensitive places, the best spots to nibble and suck, and the way she loved it when he did that thing with his tongue.
She remembered the way he would make that little noise in the back of his throat when she rode him at just the right pace, and how he really liked it when she slipped her hand between her legs, giving him a show.
In some ways, they had never really been apart because they were always in each others thoughts and hearts. They knew that somehow, no matter what, they would always end up in each others arms because it was simply where they belonged.
Once they were finished with their love making, they laid there and talked. She told him about what she had learned and as much as he hated it, he couldn't help but be impressed.
Some of the things she had learnt, he didn't even know and he'd been hunting since he could remember.
"Just promise me somethin'," He said to her, reaching up and tucking her hair behind her ear as they laid in bed, naked and facing each other on their sides.
She stared into his green eyes, thankful that after everything, she had the pleasure of seeing them again. "Anything." She whispered in reply, knowing that it was true because, honestly, she would do anything for him in that moment.
He smiled softly at her response and rested his hand against her cheek. "Don't ever put yourself in danger with what you know," He told her seriously. "Don't become a hunter; just stick with the books."
She nodded. "Okay," She breathed.
"The safe books," He quickly added. "No goin' near the ones with spells in. Never know what you're gonna unleash."
She couldn't help but laugh. "Alright, Mom."
"And one more thing..."
"What's that?" She questioned curiously.
"You know you're coming with me, right?" He told her with a smirk.
A grin few on her face and she nodded. "Was already plannin' on it." She admitted. "Whether you liked it or not."
It wasn't going to be perfect. They were gonna go through a lot. The apocalypse, Sam losing his soul, Leviathans and a whole lot more but at least they would be going through it together and that was what was important.
Also, she couldn't help but be smug. Everyone told her that she needed to let Dean go and move on; she was just wasting her time waiting for a travelling solider to return home. It turns out, they were wrong. Very wrong.
Not a bad story to tell the Grand kids, huh?
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