"Well, look at you, miss thang. You've got a normal life now. You're a high school English teacher, you're married to a gorgeous guy, and you have a stable place to leave. I'm impressed, Death. I'm impressed," Sadie said as I turned around to see her when she walked into my classroom. Wow, two visitors in one day.

"Hey, Sadie. Um... yeah life's pretty normal. I'm hunting every now and then but not as often because Dean hasn't been. We're uh, trying to spend some time together just he and I without hunting. He and his brother are taking a break," I replied.

"How come?" Sadie asked, curiously, oblivious to the fact that that was opening a sore wound.

"Um, you know, we're hunters. We don't really know how much time we'll have left and we just got married," I lied. I had no idea why but for some reason I was very reluctant to tell Sadie about Dean and his deal.

"Huh. Well tonight's my last night here. I leave tomorrow so I thought that you and I could have one last adventure," Sadie said, changing the subject.

"How?" I asked, raising an eyebrow suspiciously.

"Oh... you know, the usual way. I found a club out here and yes, before you ask, you can bring the husband. It'll be fun, he can get drunk, we can dance, I can have mind blowing no strings attached sex with a hot stranger, and your husband can see your wild side," Sadie smirked.

"Wow, you really know how to sell an idea," I replied, sarcastically.

"Come on, Death. You said it yourself. We're hunters! We never know when life is going to end for us! One night? Please?" Sadie begged.

I sighed, "Alright fine." What could one little night hurt?

I got home and asked Dean to come along and he gladly obliged. Now, I was changing into my clubbing attire which I still wasn't sure about.

"Hey, babe, you almost done in there?" Dean called from the bedroom.

"One second," I replied, closing the cap to my mascara bottle. I looked over my reflection one more time. I hadn't dressed like this in a very long time. I had to admit, I looked pretty hot. I wore a pair of dark skinny jeans with high heeled ankle boots and a flirty, flowy-like, dark blue tank top. I let my hair fall along my shoulders in a toussled, sexy mess. "Alright, I'm done."

I came out of the bathroom and for a moment, Dean just stared at me, "Wow."

"You don't think it's too much?" I asked, shyly.

"Not at all. Damn, I'm kind of sad that I missed the adventures of Death and Die because if I knew you looked this hot... damn..." Dean trailed off, looking me up and down.

I chuckled and rolled my eyes, "Okay, okay, can we just go out and meet Sadie now?"

"Hey, I'm trying to give you a compliment," Dean defended playfully, pulling me into his arms by my hips. I laughed as I stumbled closer to him, into his arms.

"I love you," was all I could say.

"I love you too," he replied. I kissed him lightly once and then we were off.

The loud music blared from the speakers and the bass pounded beneath us as we walked into the club. Sadie was over at the bar and Dean and I headed straight there. Dean ordered a beer for me and him and Sadie smiled over at us.

"Glad you two could make it. Dean, you're going to get a whole other look at your wife tonight," Sadie teased.

"Sadie!" I warned.

"I'm just saying. He never knew your wild side," she replied.

"Mm, what wild side?" Dean asked, smirking at me.

"I don't have a wild side! I hate you both," I protested. I shook my head, taking a sip of my beer and ignoring the both of them. We sat and talked at the bar for a little bit until an upbeat, fun song by Gwen Stefani came on.

"Oh my God, I love this song! Death, come dance with me," Sadie said, grabbing my hand and practically ripping me out of my chair.

"Um," I started.

"Nope, I'm not letting you out of this one. Come on, one little dance won't hurt anyone," she persuaded.

"Dean, if I have to, you have to," I reasoned.

"Death, you used to love to dance!" Sadie exclaimed.

"I don't dance, sweetheart. This is all you," Dean replied, thoroughly amused by the fact that I was being forced to dance.

But I remembered how much fun Sadie and I used to have dancing together in clubs, seducing boys, pretending to be people we weren't, and just plain having a great time. I smiled and then followed her out on the floor. She began to sway her body to the music and I did too. The both of us were pretty sensual about the way we danced. "I think we're giving your husband a little show." Sadie nodded over towards Dean and I looked to see him staring at Sadie and I, a beer in his hand. I smirked.

"He seems to be having a good time, huh?" I asked, Sadie.

"What're you still doing here with me? Go get your man!" she encouraged, pushing me towards him and slapping my butt on the way there. "Oh, and by the way, while you seduce the husband, someone's been eyeing me for a while. I'm going to go talk to him so I'll come over to say goodbye tomorrow. Love you, Death, and uh, have fun with the hubby." I laughed at her before approaching Dean.

"Hey, can I buy you a drink?" I asked, teasingly.

He smiled, "Well, maybe afterwards. I thought we could dance."

"I thought you said you didn't dance," I teased.

"Well there's a first time for everything," Dean shrugged, a smirk playing on his lips. Ugh, those lips. I just wanted to kiss him now and jump his bones but I knew I couldn't do that, especially in public.

"You got that right," I replied, taking his hand and leading him onto the dance floor.

The R&B beats were perfect for this kind of dancing. Dean stood there, awkwardly, not knowing what to do so I took matters into my own hands. I took his hands in mine and slid them around my waist before backing myself up against him. He held my hips in my hands as I grinded against him to the music. I heard Dean groan. He started to get really into the music, moving his hips against me.

Dean held me tightly against him and I could tell he definitely wasn't complaining about the dancing. Another sensual R&B song came on and Dean's left hand trailed from my hip down to my thigh and then back up again the side. I bit my lip. We were so caught up in the moment. I could feel the sparks at his touch and didn't know how much longer I could take it.

A slow song came on and I turned around, placing my arms around Dean's neck and looking him straight in the eye. His eyes were filled with lust and need and so were mine. He pressed his forehead against mine, needed to kiss me but I smirked and pulled away.

"Not too bad for your first time," I teased.

"Yeah well, maybe this dancing thing isn't so bad after all," Dean replied. He then let out an overwhelmed sigh out. "I don't think I even want to know where you learned how to dance like that."

"I guess that's one of my many secrets," I replied, jokingly.

"Meredith Winchester, you really do have a wild side," Dean said.

"No more talking," I demanded, crashing my lips against his and kissing him. "Follow me."

"Okay," Dean smiled. I took Dean's hand and led him to the club bathroom. I knew this was probably gross and unsanitary but ever couple had to do it in a public place at least once!

I locked the door only to find Dean pushing me up against the wall. I wrapped my legs around his waist and our breathing became heavier and heavier by the second. Dean leaned in and closed the gap between us and crashing his lips against mine in a passionate urgency. He practically fumbled with the button on my jeans and undid the zipper, helping me out of them. He dropped his pants and thrust into me as I cried out in pleasure.

His hands were all over me and our mouths danced together in rhythm in a lust-filled kiss. He pressed me up against the wall as we made love to each other. Dean moved faster and I knew I was losing control.

"Oh fuck!" I yelled out, throwing my head back as it hit against the wall.

"You're so fucking sexy. I love you, baby," Dean growled as he came as well.

"I love you too," I said. The two of us came down from our high, breathing heavily. I pressed my forehead to his and gave him one last kiss. "Wow."

"I think I like this side of you," Dean smirked.

"I'm sure you do," I replied, rolling my eyes a little. Dean helped me down and we got dressed.

"Come on, let's head home. I think Sadie was talking to some guy and uh, I think I'd like to find out a little more about who you used to be, preferable without our clothes on," Dean suggested.

I giggled, "Sounds good to me."

Later that night, Dean and I just lay in bed together. I had one of his button downs on – something that I usually wore after sex. It had become something regular actually but that could also be because he always wore those plaid button downs.

"I'm going to get a glass of water. Do you want anything?" I asked, getting out of bed. I missed the warmth of the bed as opposed to the cool temperature in my room.

"No, I'm fine," Dean replied.

I nodded and then went into the kitchen. I got a glass out of my kitchen cabinets and then filled up the glass with water. I went back into the bedroom and climbed back into bed with Dean.

"Hi," I smiled.

"Hi," he smiled back, just staring at me from his lying position on the bed. I sat down and crossed my legs Indian style.

"What?" I asked, blushing.

"Nothing, nothing," Dean said.

"No, you're giving me… that look," I pointed out.

"What look?" Dean asked innocently.

"The one that makes me feel all uncomfortable and everything because you're staring!" I defended myself.

"I can't help it!" Dean replied.

I giggled and took a sip from my water glass, "So was tonight enough for you because my 'wild side' is put to rest now."

"Yeah about that…" Dean trailed off.

"Yeah?" I asked.

"Mer, I'm sorry for being weird earlier today. I just, uh, I don't know, there's just been something that's been bothering me lately," Dean sighed.

"What do you mean?" I asked, worriedly.

"Well, first the open mic night thing and now this… I've just started to realize that I've missed out on a lot of your life and I just feel like I don't know anything about you anymore," Dean confessed.

"Dean," I sighed, scooting over towards him and taking one of his hands in both of mine. "Tons of couples don't even meet until now! They've missed out on a ton of each others' lives."

"I know but I'm used to knowing everything about you! We grew up together," Dean answered.

"I know but we also spend time apart. I mean, the last time I saw you, you were a virgin and then to find out that you practically fucked every girl that talked to you… people change but we still work," I reassured.

"It just feels like there's so much I don't know about you," Dean said.

I nodded, "You really want to hear those stories don't you?"

Dean nodded, "God, yes!"

I chuckled, "Alright, but you have to promise not to tell anyone. I'm done with 'Death'."

"I pinky promise," Dean said, offering up his pinky. He's so cute. I hooked my pinky around his, sealing the deal.

"So, the reason Sadie calls me Death is partially because of the second syllable of my name. The other part of it… well kind of pulled a you and Sam and ran around hunting right and left. And at the time, I was very sarcastic, pessimistic, angsty… well you get the jist so Death just kind of seemed appropriate," I started.

"Ah, see that's not too bad," Dean replied.

"I know but it's weird because I'm not used to being that person around you. You make me happy and then I was… happy only when I was drunk," I said.

"Drunk? You got drunk?" Dean asked.

"Loads of times. After hunts, Sadie and I would hit up a bar, get drunk, then go home with men and then reconvene the next day. Kind of like you. Sadie and I were a team hunting and in bars. We lived by the philosophy of 'we could die any day. Why not live it up?' I was… reckless, Dean and I'm not really proud of it. Molly couldn't stand Sadie because at the time, I was so vulnerable that Sadie'd come visit and I'd just take off in chase of a good time.

I guess that's why I was reluctant to tell you in the first place.

So the last couple of months we aimlessly ran around Europe together meeting boys, getting drunk, and the occasional hunt. We were just… two girls… having fun I guess. But towards the end of the summer, I came to my senses and realized that no matter how hard I tried, nothing would numb the pain. I told Sadie that I needed to go back to school and she kind of blew up at me, something about abandonment and all that. But I went back to school and I think about halfway through the year Sadie came back and apologized and we were friends again… just not the way that we used to be." I explained.

"So you and me have a lot more in common than I thought we did, huh?" Dean asked.

I nodded, "Yep. I figured you wouldn't want me to go into details."

"You're right," Dean said.

"So do you still love me?" I asked.

Dean chuckled, "Of course I do, baby. Don't be ridiculous. You sound like me before I had you. How could I not love you?"

"I'm being facetious again aren't I?" I asked.

"Sure, I guess. I don't know what that means," Dean replied.

"It means I'm being silly," I said back, giggling.

"Well you could've just said that in the first place," Dean pouted.

I smiled and then kissed him, "Next time. So was that enough for you? Now that you know all my deepest, darkest secrets?"

Dean chuckled, "You're full of surprises, Mer. I guess I'll just have fun getting to know them."

"I guess so," I answered. Wow, I had a great husband. He was right. What we didn't know about each other would only strengthen our relationship. We'd have fun getting to know each other and knowing Dean, I'd never get bored.

The next morning, early, there was knock on the door. Dean groaned and turned over, pressing a pillow over his head. I got out of bed and ran my fingers through my hair before opening the door. It was Sadie.

"Hey," I said.

"Hi," she said back.

"How was your night last night?" I asked.

"Ah. I should be asking you the same thing," Sadie replied. The two of us exchanged laughter. "So uh, I'm leaving today. I should actually really get back on the road. I've stayed in one place for too long."

"Oh. Okay well, um, I guess I'll see you then?" I replied, almost as if it was a question.

"Yeah. You've got a good thing going for Death. Don't ever forget that," Sadie replied.

I nodded, "Thank you. Hey, take care of yourself okay? And don't be a stranger."

She smiled, "I won't. Alright, goodbye, Death."

"Goodbye, Die," I replied. She hugged me tightly before pulling away and walking to her car. I watched as she drove off. Sadie was still stuck on her nomadic life. Was it normal that I was settling down already? I didn't care though. I was happy with Dean and I wanted to keep it that way. I went back into my apartment and locked the door. I climbed into bed with Dean and closed my eyes.

"Who was it?" Dean asked.

"Sadie. She came to say goodbye," I replied.

"You okay?" Dean asked.

"Yeah," I answered. "Go back to sleep, babe."

And Dean didn't have to argue with me over that. I smiled to myself. Sadie was right. I had a great thing going for me here. I was building a life for myself and I was starting to think that I'd do anything to keep it. I was going to try everything to get Dean out of this deal without hurting Sam.