Title: Trail Of Honey: Covered With Scabs
Main Character: Dean
Rating: NC-17
Categories: Romance

Trail Of Honey: Covered With Scabs
Chapter 11

Dean sighed to himself as he sat on the porch, alone. He didn't want to be home alone but knew Alex had to get back to work. There was nothing for him to do. His car didn't need messed with, the house was clean and the yard looked great.

Dean got up from his seat and walked out back to the pond. He stood looking over the calm water with a smile across his face. This house was one of the few things he could be proud of. On the short list of things he had to be proud of though, it was the last thing. His wife, his marriage to Alex was solidly number one on the list. Second on that list was both his precious black 1967 Chevy Impala and his wives cherry red 1970 Plymouth Roadrunner. He knew the Roadrunner wasn't his car, but he still loved that car.

There was a brown wooden bench sitting near the pond, Alex had insisted on putting at least a bench by the pond. During warm summer nights they would spend hours sitting by the pond, it was those nights Dean loved the most.

Every time they spent a night together by the pond it made Dean smile and remember the night he proposed to Alex. It had been weeks since Dean had seen Alex, she had been busy with things but finally got a chance to meet up with Dean at a motel. Dean took full advantage of it too. Dean had bought the ring two months before hand but wanted to think it over and make sure it was the right time. They took a little car ride to a little secret spot. They spent their time together in the backseat of the Impala, then spent some time sitting on the hood, watching the night sky. Dean pulled the ring from his pocket and asked her, it couldn't have need any more perfect as far as Dean seen it.

"She's at work, huh?" Sam asked as he walked up behind the bench.

Dean turned and looked at his brother. "Yeah, why?"

"You're normally not alone." Sam laughed. "So, are you ready for a hunt?"

"How long is it going to take?"

"Not sure."

"I'll go gather my things up and give Ally a call." Dean smiled as he got up from the bench. "Are you ready?"

"Yep."

Dean tossed Sam the keys. "You can put your stuff in the trunk."

Dean held his phone up to his ear as he shoved clothes into a bag. "Hey Ally baby, I'm going to head out with Sam for a hunt. I don't know how long it's going to take or anything like that. I'll call you back later tonight if I haven't heard from you by then. I love you." Dean clicked his phone off and slipped it back into his pocket.

"You get a hold of her?" Sam asked as he stood beside the car, watching Dean as he shoved his bag into the trunk.

"No." Dean sighed as she shut the trunk, taking the keys from the keyhole. "I told her that I'd call her back later if I don't hear from her."

"Well lets hit the road." Sam said as he got into the car.

Alex sat in the drivers seat of her car, she pulled her phone from her purse and held it up to her ear. It had been a long day, maybe a little too long. The only break she was able to get in was a twenty minute break to eat lunch.

"Hello." Dean's voice came across the phone with a hint of excitement.

"Hey, sorry I didn't call you back sooner. I'm just now on my way home."

"Long day?"

"Yeah. I'm just a little sad that you won't be home to rub my feet."

"I know. I'm sorry that I won't be home for other reasons."

"Pervert."

"Can't help it Ally. Taking a shower tonight just won't be the same."

"Tell me about it." Alex laughed. "How about I surprise you?"

"What kind of surprise?"

"Well put it this way, I'm finally home. Walking up to the bedroom. I'm taking my jeans off, now I'm just standing here in my pink panties and blue t-shirt."

"Sounds like I need to come home and give you some help."

"Keep your phone handy."

"Sounds great, but you're leaving me, huh?"

"Yes I am. I'm sorry, I want to get a bath and relax for a little bit. Are you going to be working tonight?"

"Well I'm sitting in the car waiting for Sammy. So I don't know."

"How about I call you later and if you're busy just call me back."

"Sounds good to me Ally."

"I love you."

"I love you too."

Alex clicked her phone off and laid it on the stand next to the bathtub as she turned the water on. She stripped what little clothing she had on off, and sat down in the water. As she picked her phone back up and clicked it on to do something more then a picture this time.

It did made her sad that Dean wasn't home with her considering the long day she had. All she thought about during the day was coming home to Dean and spending the night together. She did feel bad that she missed his phone call earlier in the day, but it made her feel a little better since she did get to talk to him.

Alex slipped into a pair of shorts and a t-shirt, crawling under the brown and white comforter. She clicked the TV and laid watching the bright screen in front of her. This was the last thing she thought she'd be doing tonight. She knew though that Dean did after all have a job to do and he had to be there when Sam asked him to help.

She picked her phone up from where she had laid it on the nightstand after getting her bath. Clicking through the phone book she found Dean's number and dialed it.

"Hey Ally bug."

Alex giggled. "Hey, are you good for a talk?"

"Sammy is sound asleep."

"So then that's a yes, huh?"

"Yep."

"Good. Did you get your surprise?"

"Oh yes I did Ally. I already put it to good use too."

"Now who's the bad one now?"

"Well you still are because you're the one that sent me the video. A very naughty video."

"You loved it though."

"Yes I did Ally. This motel bed is lonely."

"I know. I'm laying here with the TV on."

"What do you have on?'

"Seriously?"

"Well it'd help me to image you laying watching TV."

"Why don't you ever send me pictures?"

"Because you're better at doing that kind of thing."

"You're just no fun."

"That's not what you said in the video."

"I lied." Alex laughed. "I'm going to go to bed, okay?"

"Are you going to work tomorrow or stay home?"

"I don't know, call me or I'll call you in the morning."

"I will Ally. Good night."

"Night night."

Alex laid her phone on the nightstand and stared into the TV.

Dean sighed to himself as he laid on the uncomfortable bed, looking at the ceiling above him. He turned his head, seeing Sam laying on the other bed asleep. This was the first hunt that it actually hurt him to be away from Alex.