Disclaimer: I don't own Supernatural. I'm thankful for a certain review, and am continuing the story! So, here it goes, and I have ideas for sequels, so This is how it's going people. We just finished our amazing love scene between John Winchester and Sidney Winchester, so if you have any ideas on romantic things to write about please let me know in a PM. I am going to write another story about Dean and Sam on the road when they are grown up, and there will be a story for each character in my series. I have decided that the next story will be about Dean Winchester and an OC. Enjoy! These stories are not sequels but just a bunch of stories with the same plots lines, etc, just a little different.
Chapter 5:
I woke up to the sun shinning on my face, and I was in the arms of my husband. I smiled and got into the shower. When I got out, John was just waking up.
I smiled at him and crawled onto the bed next to him. He turned to me. How did you sleep? He asked. I giggled. "Sleep, what's that?" I asked. John smiled.
"Well, we should probably get going, it's been three days." he said. I nodded. Everything should be fine now.
We got into the car and headed home. After picking the kids up and taking them to school, we drove to our home to see that the lawyer was waiting outside.
We got out of the car and the lawyer smiled at us. "So, where were you two, we had an appointment." he said. John smiled and pulled me into his arms. "We were on a mini honeymoon." he replied and I smiled and curled into his grasp.
The lawyer looked in between the two of us and smiled. "Ok then, I will be on my way then." he said. And soon, he was gone.
John let go of me and turned to me. "I promise that I won't touch you again, unless you want me to." he said. And then dashed inside. I was surprised and shocked. I knew that John had slept with me to save me, but was that really all it was? I sighed and followed John into the house.
Over the next couple of weeks, John stayed away from me as much as he could. I started doing his research for him and watching the kids. It became a regular event. I decided one day to go out.
I was sitting on the porch, waiting for John when I heard a noise. I got up and slowly walked to the edge of the porch. The grass was moving and something was coming towards me. I gasped and ran inside and locked the door. I looked to the grass, through the door and saw a werewolf coming at me. I sighed. Why was this thing still after me? I wasn't a virgin anymore. I picked up the phone and dialed John's number.
"Hello?" was the reply.
"John, the werewolf pack is back. Why are they after me?" I asked. John sighed. "I don't know, look in the werewolf and demon book and see what the connection is." he said. I kept John on the phone and looked through the book.
I could hear the werewolf walking on my porch, as it's claws scraped against the wood.
I felt chills down my spine. I quickly scanned the book and then found it.
There was a picture of Crowley and I knew this is what I needed to read.
I gasped as I read.
"What! What is it?" yelled John into the phone. "John you need to come home now!" These werewolves are here to kill me." I said.
"Who sent them? Why? You're not a virgin anymore, we deffinatley took care of that good if you know what I mean." he said and I could hear his cocky grin.
"Now is not the time for that." I snapped into the phone. "It says here that if the werewolf does not get the blood of the virgin, then he must kill her, to keep his honor, and if the werewolf who tried to kill the virgin dies, the pack chooses another to kill here, even if she is not a virgin anymore, but if the virgin is a woman and with child they can't touch an innocent child." I finished.
"Any chance your pregnant?" asked John.
I felt the anger rise. "Would I be calling you if I was?" I asked. John chuckled. "Good point!" He said. "Look, the house is warded, so the werewolves can't get in this time." he said. I nodded.
"Just stay inside with the blinds closed and keep the kids on the upstairs floor." he said. I nodded. "Ok." was all I said.
"I'm on my way, don't do anything without asking me first." he said. "Ok, hurry please, I really don't feel like being a dog's chew toy." I said.
I hung up the phone, and heard the children upstairs. I looked at the T.V. And knew what I had to do. I set the kids up in Dean's room, put all their beds in one room, and set up a little hang out for them. "That should keep them busy and happy." I thought to myself.
I ran to the first floor to get them some food and heard the front door open. I quickly turned my head to see John walking towards me. I ran into his arms and cried. "Oh John, I was so afraid." I said. John hugged me and told me it was going to be ok.
Suddenly, a thought went to me. "John, was it just sex for you?" I asked. John looked down at me with troubled eyes. "No...Why would you say that. It wasn't just sex. It was me making love to my wife." he replied. "Why did you assume I didn't want you to touch me again!" I said.
John studied me, his gruff features studying me. Suddenly, He was kissing me. I felt him picking me up and carrying me up the stairs. He carried me to our room and shut the door with his foot. "How's this for touching you." he said in between kisses. I laughed into his kisses as he caressed me with his hands in all the right places.
I felt him itching to pull my clothes off. I pulled his jacket off, and his shirt in two quick movements, and he backed up and smiled. "I'm guessing you missed me." he said. I smiled and pulled him to me. He continued to kiss me, and I felt the fire begin.
I moaned into his kisses, and felt him pulling at the edges of my shirt. I lifted my arms as he pulled it off and helped him to kick off my shorts. All that was left was a bra and underwear.
John smiled and pulled away. "Give me a minuet, will you?" he asked. I nodded almost out of breath and waited as he inched back and kicked off his pants and boxers.
I sighed. He was a man in all the right places.
He crawled up to me and slid my underwear down, and then took my bra off. There was nothing in between us, just us and passion.
Soon, the headboard was banging against the wall at a fast pace, and sounds of pleasure will filling the room.
When we finished, John pulled down the blankets and we crawled under them to sleep. We drifted off to sleep without a care in the world.
Later, we heard Jo fussing, and John got up to check on the her and the kids. Everything was fine, they were all sleeping in their beds, and he came back to join me.
Once again, clothes were shed and the love filled the room.
I could not get enough of him.
I was happy for the first time in my life.