Holly braced herself, took a deep breath and stepped through the door. Her heart was racing as she descended the stairs. It was the first time in a month that she had been back to the bunker. Two week previous Dean had stayed at her apartment for the night. After that he tried to mend things one more time and she allowed him to stay one more night after Sam called her to say that Dean was drinking a lot. To say things didn't end well was an understatement. With Holly screaming at Dean she showered him in angry words and profanities and he just stood there, letting her get it all out. When silence finally fell around them she had slumped onto the couch and waited for Dean to say something, but he didn't and instead he left without a word. Holly called him two days later to apologise, she hadn't meant any of the stuff she had screamed at him.

It had been a week since she had last seen or spoken to Dean. Sometimes he didn't answer her calls and sometimes he would say so little Holly would end the call. It wasn't like a movie, they didn't get back together a week later, it had taken a month to get this far and it wasn't easy. Holly walked through the bunker, there was no sign of anyone around. She came to a stop outside of Dean's door, knocked on the door and waited but there was no answer. A few moments passed before she opened the door.

"Dean!" she gasped to herself, finding it hard to believe what she was seeing. Empty bottles of alcohol were everywhere, takeaway food containers were stacked high on the desk, it was more than what Sam had described. Dean was laying on his bed, no doubt with a very severe hangover, if he wasn't still intoxicated, and in an alcohol induced sleep if he was. Holly made her way over to the bed and gingerly reached out to touch Dean's shoulder. He didn't stir at all and she put her fingers near his mouth to make sure he was breathing. She was about to leave when she noticed Dean had something in his hand. Quietly she reached down and pried the photo from his fingers. A couple and two young children all sat together, smiling. Holly took in everything from the picture. The way the man's arm was draped protectively around the woman's shoulders. A little boy sat on his lap, brilliant green eyes glistening. The woman held a baby wrapped snugly in a blanket. Holly flipped the picture over to see writing in the top left corner. Me, John, Dean and Sam. Our beautiful family. She bit her lip and placed the picture next to Dean before leaving the room.

Dean reached blindly for his ringing phone, still half asleep. He answered and listened to Sam giving details about the hunt he was on. Bleary eyed he made his way out of the bedroom and headed for the kitchen, he needed a drink. He turned the corner, looked up and stopped. He stared at Holly for a moment as his heart skipped a beat. He wasn't expecting her and she had not rung him, he felt like a child being busted for stealing. He must have been silent long enough for Sam to realise something was up.

"Dean?" Sam asked down the line.

"Yeah, I've gotta go Sammy," Dean ended the call and walked over to the table. He let his phone drop onto the wooden surface.

"Hi Dean," Holly said softly.

"Hi..." Dean was still shocked to see her. He pulled out a chair and sat beside her. "What are you doing here?'

"I came to see you," she replied unfolding her arms.

"You did? You should have called...I would have cleaned up a bit..." Dean started.

"Do you mean clean up the bottles in your room?" Holly came straight out with complete honesty. She knew it would sting but it had to be done. "What are you thinking? Drinking that much will kill you,"

"I..It's...It's the only way I know how to deal," Dean admitted, lowering his head.

"Christ! You need to stop," Holly tried to stay calm but the thought of Dean drinking himself to death scared her too much. She may have been angry with a lot of things Dean did but it didn't mean she wanted anything to happen to him. "You're no good to me drunk...Or dead,"

"What?" Dean didn't want to get his hopes up, he wanted to make sure they were both on the same page.

"I think...Well, what I want to say first is... I want to be able to trust you again and I hope you can see why I hesitated...But I think I've started to come to terms with everything that has happened, I think I'm ready to give us another shot," Holly said, her hand moving out to touch Dean's arm. "But slowly,"

"You're sure?" Dean was treading carefully. Remembering a few of the conversations he and Sam had over the past month he knew he had to be patient. In a way he couldn't believe he was taking relationship advice from his little brother.

"I'm sure," Holly said and for the first time she smiled. It wasn't a forced smile, it was as natural and as beautiful as Dean remembered. He didn't think as he propelled himself towards Holly, cupping her face in his hands and crashing their lips together. It was a fierce but meaningful kiss, something that he didn't want to end. When he finally broke away he couldn't read the expression in her eyes. He waited for her to say something but she didn't. He watched as she stood up and for a moment he feared she might walk away but instead she smiled again.

"Slowly," Holly grinned.

"Oh...Right..." Dean stepped back and begun to look around the bunker. He hadn't left his room much, only to get more alcohol or food.

"Ok then...I think maybe you should have a shower," Holly suggested. "While you do that I'm going to clean up your room,"

"I can do it," Dean replied quickly.

"Dean...Let me do it, unless you've got a naked girl in that mess I'm sure there's nothing in there I haven't seen before," Holly's tone was firm. Dean just nodded and walked away. Holly walked back to Dean's room with a garbage bag and began to tidy up. She knew that getting things back on track would be no walk in the park but after having the time to think things out she had decided she wanted to take that leap. A small smile appeared on her face at the prospect of having their lives get back to normal...Well, as normal as a life with Dean Winchester could be.

Well, that wraps up Beautiful Lies. Thank you to everybody who read it. It was fun to write and I loved hearing what you thought. I have another idea ready to put down but I would like to know if anyone would like to see more of Dean and Holly? xx