It had been one week since Layla and Dean had their talk and things weren't going the way Layla thought they would. Sure Dean would call but it was to talk to Abby or ask about Abby. That was fine with Layla but she kind of though he would have made a move and asked or out or something but he didn't. Maybe he didn't want to start things back up with her.

It was Friday night and it was Dean's weekend. Layla was sitting on the couch folding clothes when she heard the door bell. She put Abby's clothes in her little suitcase and went to the door and saw Dean through the peep hole. She rolled her eyes and opened the door. "You're a little early." She said. It was only three in the after noon and Dean usually didn't get here until six.

"I thought I would come early today. Is that ok with you?" he asked.

"Sure but Abby is still sleeping so you have to wait." Layla said and stepped aside to let him in.

"That's fine. I have all day." He smiled at her. Layla closed the door and walked into the kitchen without giving Dean a second look. "What's wrong with you?" he asked and followed her.

"Nothing is wrong with me." Layla said and started putting up the dishes."

"You seem pissed about something."

"I have no reason to be pissed." She said and walked around him so she could put the glasses up in the cabinet.

"Well it looked that way." Dean said. "Did I do something?"

Layla huffed and smiled at him, "I can honestly say you have done nothing, Dean."

"Ok, was I supposed to do something?" he asked.

"I guess not." Layla said and was going to walk passed him again and he grabbed her arms to stop her. "Dean, I have stuff I need to do."

"Do then later. It seem like we need to talk."

"No we don't. Everything is fine."

"I don't think it is so let's cut the chit chat and you just skip to the part where you tell me what's wrong with you." Dean said.

Layla looked up at him and said, "Ok fine. I though this was going somewhere?" she said and motioned between them.

"What are you talking about?"

"Us, Dean!" I though we were going to try and work thing out but I guess I was wrong."

"We are working things out. I talk to you everyday and I even came over here earlier. What more do you want? You want to keep us from Abby so that's what I am doing."

"I know that but I thought you would have at least called and talked to me or something."

"Maybe I didn't want to call and talk to you." Dean smiled.

Layla frowned at him, "Well fine! I didn't want to talk to you either you jerk!"

"Do you want to know why?" he asked and moved even closer to her. "Because I can't do this over the phone. "He said and leaned down and kissed her deeply.

The kiss quickly became heated and Dean had Layla pressed again the fridge and he legs wrapped around him lightly. Layla moaned softly into his mouth. God how she missed his perfect lips attacking hers, teeth scraping and tongues battling. It was just the way they liked it.

Dean moved from her mouth and began attacking her neck, "D-Dean…we should s-stop." Layla breathed out.

Dean just looked up at her. "I don't want to stop. We've got time." He said and placed her feet back on the floor. He started kissing down her chest and got on his knees in front of her and began to unzip her jeans.

"Daddy." They heard and both of them turned their heads and saw Abby standing there with bunny, rubbing her eyes. Dean quickly got up and Layla fixed her jeans. "What are you doing?"

"Umm well Daddy was fixing mommy pants." Layla said and looked at Dean, "Thank you." She said and snapped back the button. "I think they are all fixed now."

"Good. I'm glad I could help." Dean said and walked over to Abby and picked her up. "How would you like to go to the park today?" he asked her and her face lit up. "I take that as a yes." He smiled.

"Mommy come with us?" she asked.

Dean turned and looked at Layla, "If mommy wants to go then I would love for her to come with us." He smiled at Layla. "So…do you want to go?"

"Uh, sure I'll go. Let me just get my jacket." Layla said.

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When they got to the park, Layla was sitting on the bench next to a few other mothers reading while Dean pushed Abby on the swing. "Isn't he just the best looking thing you have ever seen?" One of the mothers said.

"Oh I know and he's a good father. You don't see many of those." The other said. "What I wouldn't give to have that man." She said as she bit on her lip.

Layla smiled at looked over at Dean and Abby. He was a good father. She closed her book and got up from bench and the ladies looked at her. "Are you going over there to put the moves on him?"

Layla thought for a minute and said, "Yeah. I bet you twenty buck I can leave with him.

"You're on and if it doesn't work out I'm next." One of the ladies said.

"You got it." Layla smiled and headed over to Dean and Abby. "Hey."

"Hey." Dean said as he pushed Abby. "Looks like you made a few friends over there." Dean said and both the ladies waved at him.

"Actually I think you have a few fan Mr. Dad of the Year." Layla said and looked over at them, "So…I made a bet."

"A bet? What could you possibly bet on?"

"You?" she smiled, "Yeah I bet them twenty bucks I was going home with you."

"Really?" Dean asked. "Huh? Well I think you may lose that one." He said.

"Is that so?" Layla asked with her hands on her hips.

"Yeah….we have two different home." He said and looked at her. "So I guess you really aren't going home with me."

Layla knew he had a point, "Well I guess now is as good of a time as any. I have been thinking and well…..I have an extra bedroom and I was wondering if you and Sam would like to move in. It would save us both money and plus Abby likes having you guys around."

Dean smirked, "So you are doing this for Abby?"

"Yeah…I mean I wouldn't hate it either. You know just so we can both be there for her." Layla said.

"I think I like that idea." Dean smiled and continues to push Abby, "Plus late at night I can sneak into your room." He whispered.

"You think? Well don't think I am that easy."

"You are that easy. Why do you think we have Abby?" Dean said.

Layla laughed and slapped him on the arms, "Just for that I am holding out until I get a real date from you Mr. Winchester."

"Alright…how about Friday?" he asked and Layla was a little shocked. "That's if you want to go out."

"I would like that." Layla said. Things were finally working out for her. Who knows, maybe her and Dean would fall in love again. Only time would tell.

Once Abby was done playing, the all headed back to the car but not before Layla went and got her bag from the bench. "I'll see you girls later."

"Are you seriously leaving with him?" One asked her, "Lucky girl. I guess I owe you."

"Nah.." Layla said and looked over at Dean and Abby. "I have all I need."

*A little short but it has been a long time since I updated so I wanted to give you something. Hope you liked. Date night is next. Please review!