I couldn't sleep that night.

I sighed as I turned over yet again, hearing the distant wailing of sirens. I smiled as I remembered hearing Sam sneak from the spare room into Angela's room.

I growled in frustration and hauled my self out of bed. It was a cool night but even though I was

only wearing baggy blue pj bottoms and a small vest,I was warm.

I left my room and crept down the hall towards the living room where I stepped out on to the balcony, running my fingers through my long tousled hair as I leant on the railings.

'Hey'

I turned around at the sound of Deans voice. He was standing in the doorway in a pair of jeans and a light grey t-shirt. Jas's amulet still hung around his neck.

'Couldn't sleep' I said with a smile.

'Me neither. And Dad's snoring is friggin' terrible. The man sounds like a freight train'

I giggled and gestured for him to come out. He leant on the railings beside me and I took in his scent and the way his muscular arms touched mine ever so slightly, sending shivers up my spine.

'You OK?' he asked after a few minutes silence.

'Yeah...just...I guess I'm just glad that everyone's alive' I laughed 'God,our lives are so wierd'

'Tell me about it. At least we'll have something to tell our shrinks someday when we're old and crazy'

He laughed and looked at me with those blue green eyes that made me feel weak.

We stood in a comfortable silence for a while when he spoke.

'I meant what I said, you know. I mean...I figured maybe you hadn't heard me, but I'm pretty sure you did. I just...you haven't mentioned it so I thought...I don't know what I thought...'

I looked at him in shock, trying to find the words.

He continued, his voice quieter. 'If I...embaressed you, or made you feel...wierd...I'm sorry. I guess I thought I wouldn't get another chance to tell you. And I wanted you to know. But if you don't...I mean, you can tell me...I won't say it again...I just...I love you. For a long time now and I didn't know how to tell you until I thought it was too late' his voice was husky.

Still I stared at him.

'Dean...'

He turned to look at me, his eyes bright in the reflected city lights.

'I love you too'

Finally. I had said it. And he was conscious this time.

'You...you do?' he sounded shocked, as if it was the last thing he had expected me to say.

'Of course I do...Also for a long time...'

He stared at me incredulously for a second and then slid his hands around my waist, pulling me too him.

'You're so beautiful' he murmered. I looked away, embaressed, but he moved his head and pressed his lips to mine, gently at first and then with more force.

I was frozen for a second but then kissed him back passionately, winding my arms around his neck and touching the back of his neck gently. I felt like I was on fire when he touched me. I had never experianced anything like it before.

When we broke apart he kissed me again softly, tugging gently on a strand of my hair.

'Wow...' he muttered, an irresistable grin crossing his face.

I laughed, pulling my self into his chest. I shivered. It was getting cold.

'You want to go inside?' he asked softly, trailing his fingers across my back.

'Definitely' I answered, tugging him by the hand back inside and toward my bedroom.