"Your brother talked to me today," Dean told me over the phone.

"How did that go?" I asked, nervously.

"He told me he wanted to bury the hatchet and he was sorry for what he said to me. He said if there's anything you need, he'll be there for you."

"Good," was all I managed to say.

"How are you doing?"

"I'm doing great. About to cook dinner."

"Whatcha makin'?"

"Steak, potatoes, and salad."

"Please send some of that here, you're man is starving."

"You didn't eat anything?"

"Only a whopper and fries from Burger King. I miss you so much," Dean said.

"I miss you too baby," I said.

"How's Dave doing?"

"He's doing good."

"Can I speak to him?"

"Dave! Dean wants to talk to you!"

Dave ran into the kitchen and ran smack into my leg.

"Dave!" I said, handing him the phone. Good thing I didn't have the salad bowl in my hands.

"Hey Dean! Wassup?" Dave said.

Dean made sure to check up on me and Dave as much as he could despite being on the road. Luckily Dean would be returning home tomorrow in time for Christmas. Dave was more than excited to see Dean again. I was glad he was coming back home, too.

The next morning I awoke to someone kissing my lips.

"Huh?"

"Mmmm," someone said. "Tasty."

I finally managed to open my eyes. I saw Dean looking down at me.

"Good morning, babe."

"Dean!" I said, hugging him.

"What time did you get in?" I said.

"Like twelve minutes ago," Dean said. "Luckily, it's only five more minutes until Christmas."

Me and Dean went to the living room where Dave was, looking anxiously at the clock.

"Only two more minutes!"

I grabbed Dave's presents and handed them to him.

"Alrighty, you can open them now!"

Dave tore through his presents.

"Yeeaaaah! More wrestling action figures and a ring set!"

"Aaaannnd," Dean said, grabbing another present hidden behind the tree. He gave it to Dave.

"What is it?"

"Open it," Dean said.

Dave ripped the wrapping off of the present.

"Legos!"

"Dean!" I said.

"Now, babe," Dean said, joining me on the couch. "He'll keep everything in his room, mkay? Trust me."

"I'm kicking your ass if I see even a SINGLE lego in the hallway, you hear?" I said, through slightly gritted teeth.

"I promise you won't babe," Dean said.

After me and Dean put Dave to bed for the night, we retreated back to our room.

Dean was getting undressed and I couldn't help but admire his body.

"Sleep in your boxers tonight," I said.

"Babe, I want to wear my sweats," Dean protested.

I pushed him down on the bed. I sat on top of him, with a leg on each side of him. He placed his hands on my hips. Dean had shaven his beard and looked pretty sexy with a clean cut.

I kissed him along his jawline.

"You taste good, babe. I need you now," I said, lustfully.

"Well shit, you don't have to tell me twice! I'll sleep naked with you!" Dean said, flipping me over.

I believe the whole entire neighborhood heard what was going on in our bedroom later that night.