Author's Note: Just watched the "Like A Virgin" episode and in a word….AMAZING! I laughed, I cried, I nearly pissed myself. Anyway, I'm glad to see everyone is back on track now for the most part. And Hello? We got Puppy Face within like the first twenty seconds of Sammy being back! Loved it! Okay, I know you are dying to know what happens with Andie and Dean…so here goes. Sorry it's so short.

Disclaimer: Can I just say that this shit is getting old. You know the drill. They own everyone but Andie and Matt.

Comin' Home

Chapter Thirteen

Dean held Andie as she slept. She had spent the better part of an hour just crying until, completely drained she fell asleep. He watched as her breathing hitched a little and silently kicked himself for being such an idiot. He had almost lost one of the most important people in his life again. His mind drifted to Jo. He had seen the look on her face when he walked past her with Andie. He knew that she was hurting and he felt bad. He had loved her for a long time and never told her. And if he had never met Andie, he knew that he would have jumped at the chance to be with Jo. But the truth was, Andie was meant for him and he was meant for her. He sighed deeply and felt Andie stir in her sleep. Instinctively his hand reached up and gently stroked her arm. At his touch, she opened her slightly swollen eyes and rolled over to face him.

"Hey." She whispered, her throat raw from screaming and crying earlier.

"Hey yourself there slugger."

Andie draped her arm around Dean's waist and laid her head on his chest. She listened to his heartbeat and silently thanked God that he had tackled her and prevented her from leaving.

"How's your nose?"

Dean smiled and hugged her close. "Little sore, but I think I deserved it."

"Damn straight you did."

"Did your dad teach you how to throw a punch like that?"

Andie chuckled. "No, took a self defense class back at school. Girl can't be too careful, ya know." She sighed, "Dean, look…I'm so…"

"Babe, don't. Okay? You had every right to be pissed off at me. I should have been honest from the get go." He kissed the top of her head and rubbed her back.

"True." She sighed. "But I'm still sorry."

"No apologies necessary from you. Jo on the other hand…"

Andie groaned. She knew that she was going to have to swallow her pride and go apologize to the woman. It wasn't her fault after all. And she really couldn't blame the girl for making a move on Dean.

"Yeah, I know…" she finally said. "God, all those awful things I said to her."

"Jo might surprise you." Dean lifted her face up so he could look her in the eyes. "She really is a sweet kid once you get to know her. And once you stop…ya know…trying to kill her."

"I suppose." Andie knew that this wasn't going to be easy but she made the decision to do the right thing. She rolled over and started to climb out of bed. Dean instantly protested.

"Where are you going?"

"I need a shower. I'm covered in dirt and I feel like I've been hit by an eighteen wheeler." She leaned over and kissed Dean softly on the lips. "I'll be back in a few."

As she turned to walk to the bathroom, Dean grabbed her hand and spun her around. He smirked at her and wiggled his eyebrows.

"By the way, and don't pop me for saying this, but watching you and Jo go at it…was pretty hot."

Andie slapped him on the back of the head and turned around. "You perv." She said over her shoulder and walked into the bathroom giggling slightly. She shut the door and turned on the shower. As she let the water warm up, she looked at herself in the mirror. She was a mess. Her neck had scratches on it, she had an angry bruise on her cheek and her hair looked as if it had gone through a wind tunnel.

"Oh yeah, that's sexy." She said to her reflection.

After she stripped off her clothes, she climbed in and sighed as the hot water washed over her body. The tension and soreness began to melt away. As she was standing there with her back to the curtain, she felt Dean's strong arms slide around her waist. Turning towards him, she was met by his soft, full lips. They tenderly kissed hers as he ran his tongue over her bottom lip. She opened her mouth to allow him access and sighed as the kiss deepened.

Dean's hands slid down her wet back onto her hips, pulling her body closer to his. She felt his hardening cock pressing on her thigh. Andie ran her nails up and down his chest and he hissed in pleasure at the sensation she was causing him. He left her mouth and began kissing her neck, nibbling at her skin. His tongue traced along her collarbone and he could feel the goose bumps rise up on her body despite the hot water washing over them both. His hand found her breast and began kneading it slowly. His fingers rolled her hardened nipple between them. Andie moaned in response. He pinched it slightly the released it and moved to the other side as his mouth moved down and began to suck on the side he had just left. Her hands moved up over her head as she clung to the top ledge of the shower wall, lost in the feeling of what he was doing.

Dean looked up and smiled. He pulled away from her breast and she whimpered at the loss of contact.

"You're so beautiful baby." He said as he kneeled down and put her right leg over his shoulder.

Andie's breath caught in her throat as she felt his tongue dip inside of her. She felt her clit begin to swell as he drew slow, languid circles over it. Just when she thought she was about to explode, Dean slowly slid two fingers inside her and began to work them in and out.

"So tight…" he said huskily.

He continued his ministrations, his fingers mirroring the slow movement of his tongue. Andie's hips began moving in time with him. Her breath coming out in short gasps. Dean curved his fingers upward, finding her G-spot easily.

"Oh…God…Dean…" she panted, "I'm…I'm…gonna…"

"Cum for me baby…I want to taste you.."

Andie couldn't form a single coherent thought as her whole body exploded in pleasure. Dean continued to lap at her center as he worked his fingers faster, determined to help her ride out the wave of her orgasm. As she finally started to come down, he kissed her inner thigh and worked his way back up her body to her lips.

"I love you Andie." He whispered in her ear.

"I love you too." She replied as she reached down and grabbed his rock hard shaft. "I want you inside me Dean."

Dean Winchester didn't have to be asked twice.

Turning her around, he ran his hand down her back and positioned himself at her entrance. He entered her achingly slow at first afraid that if he moved to fast he would cum right then. Her muscles tightened around his cock as he slid deeper into her until he was all the way in. He stilled his movement for a moment to let her adjust to his size. He was amazed every time they made love at how tight she was. Like it was the first time all over again.

Finally satisfied that he would blow his load too soon, he began working himself in and out. Andie matched his thrust with her own movements. They were like a well oiled machine. Instinctively knowing each other's movements.

"You feel so good…" Andie sighed

"Oh…Jesus…Andie…" Dean grunted.

Andie's breathing became ragged again as another orgasm built up inside of her. How one man could make her feel so complete was beyond her. Dean felt like he was built perfectly for her. She had felt that way since the first time they were together.

Dean started thrusting harder and faster as the friction between them brought his own orgasm closer. Reaching down the front of her, he began rubbing Andie already sensitive button.

"So close baby… he said as he felt his cock swell up.

"Oh…Dean! Don't stop…I'm almost there…Please…Please don't stop!"

"Come on Andie…cum with me"

Dean felt her walls tighten around his shaft and he knew she was exactly where he was. As she began pulsating around him, he exploded with a loud moan. She gripped him tighter and tighter as her body exploded once again in mind numbing pleasure.

As they both came down, Dean continued to place little kisses on her skin. He whispered over and over how much he loved her and she did the same. For what seemed like forever, they stayed that way. Locked in a lover's embrace, nothing else mattered. It was just Andie and Dean, two people that had been to hell and still found each other in their own private heaven.