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Brooklyn and Dean begin to reconnect after the Nashville incident….

Brooklyn snuggled tighter into Dean's body refusing to get up. She must have been a glutton for punishment when it came to Dean Winchester but she didn't care, Brooklyn had seen through the lies and deceit and was willing to forgive him again and again. She had been able to look deep within his soul and see the hurt and remorse raging within him. For the hunter that was all she needed to see. Sure it was painful that she had learned of what happened in Hell and when Dean went behind her back in Vegas. But for the young hunter she just couldn't and wouldn't hate him for it. She shuddered wrapping her arms tighter still around him.

Dean awakened to find her wrapped tightly around his body. He looked over to see that they had been asleep for only 30 minutes. He wanted to stay like this all night but he knew they had to get up and moving as Sam probably had found their next case. He gently woke Brooklyn up seeing her stir and look up into those bright green eyes. Dean pulled her up kissing her softly and holding her chin up and gazing deep within those sharp grey depths. He knew she had forgiven him once again but next time there would no next time. She would be gone from his life for good. No, no Dean couldn't have that happen. He loved her so much it would kill him if she walked out of his life.

"Let's go get cleaned up," Brooklyn whispered kissing him once more before rising from his embrace and gently taking him by the hand and leading towards the shower. The hot water rushed over them as their lips crashed hard against one another's while their hands roamed and caressed. Dean broke the kiss cupping her face in his hands as he gazed deep within her grey depths.

"Brook, I love you and I never should have kept all of that hidden from you. I can't take back what happened in Hell but I know that I can carry on and try to make things better starting now. Please, don't go. Stay" Dean pleaded with her as they remained there still holding onto one another. Brooklyn hoped she was doing the right thing.

"I won't leave you, Dean. I'm still here am I not?" She smiled softly at her hunter. Dean merely nodded his head as he stroked her face. The water continued falling over them as he leaned in taking her mouth within his. The taste of her sweet swollen lips made Dean realize how close he was to losing her again. He had to stop hurting her so much. Brooklyn gently pulled back turning to grab the body wash and sponge. Twirling her finger around Dean turned around as she gently washed his back and shoulders. The swift tender motions of the sponge and the brushing of her fingers brought a soft sigh to his lips.

Dean could feel her working her way lower down his body feeling Brooklyn pull his legs apart followed by the soft soapy sensation of the sponge cleansing his body. She was gentle around certain areas treating them with the most gentlest of touches.

"Turn," she gentle ordered grinning as he obeyed her. She ran the sponge along his strong tight arms and chest slowly running down his chest and sides. The smell of Japanese cherry blossom filled his nose. Sure it was a chick scent but it was her scent. Dean watched as she continued lathering his strong legs and abs running the sponge around and over ensuring every inch of skin was washed. She stood back up pulling him lips against her own replacing the sponge with her hand as she gently washed and lathered around and underneath.

She broke away turning him around allowing him to rinse the soap away leaving a clean wet body behind. Pleased with her work, she paid attention to her own body as she started lathering her arms only to have Dean reach out and stop her. She looked up at him as he took the sponge away and whispered in her ear, "My turn." She grinned at him as he lifted her arms over her head and tenderly bathed her in soft soapy suds. Brooklyn tilted her head back and closed her eyes taking in the sensations of his strong yet surprisingly tender hands pay attention to every curve and inch of her body. He kissed her neck while he ran his hands and sponge over her back and stomach.

She gasped when his fingers caressed her clit causing her to gasp. Dean grinned seeing the passion and pleasure etched on her face. He continued running his hand along her sensitive zone. He took her lips in a deep passionate kiss as she cried out in his mouth. He felt himself growing hard at her cries and body reacting to her swift deliberate strokes. Sam could wait! Dean lifted her up pinning her between his body and the wall pressing her tightly in place. Brooklyn wrapped her legs around his waist drawing him deeper as they made love in the shower. He knew she was fondling and teasing him on purpose, the way her fingers traced across the underside along with the soft soap on her skin against his was enough to drive Dean over the edge.

Tongues and teeth ran alongside one another the closer they got closer towards orgasm. Brooklyn whimpered as she felt her body tightening up around him as he ran over the sensitive spot that lay deep inside her. Brooklyn tilted her head back screaming out her lover's name as her body relented to fire within. Dean could feel his own climax nearing the harder he thrusted and slammed inside her. Dean tightened up burying his head within her shoulder as he felt his body explode deep within hers. Brooklyn cried out as he filled her with his release and ran her nails along his back.

He looked up at her seeing her bright grey depths glazed over with love and a sense of release. Her heart was racing as she struggled to control her labored breathing. Dean grinned at her seeing the sexual satisfaction lining her beautiful face. Brooklyn could see the same reaction in his own eyes as he gently lowered her to the floor. Dean grabbed the sponge and washed her body finishing what he had started. They took turns drying one another off patting damp skin exchange soft gentle kisses on one another's body. Dean saw the way her body moved against his touch, the way the toned muscles moved beneath her soft perfect skin. He couldn't believe he was about let this slip through his fingers.

Brooklyn ran her hands over his still hot body feeling dry skin against her fingertips. Content with her work, Brooklyn kissed Dean quickly before leaving the bathroom to change. The steam bellowed out of the bathroom as Brooklyn exited and rummaged through her bag for a clean set of clothes. Dean stayed in the bathroom a little longer taking a deep breath before stepping out.

Brooklyn turned seeing Dean finally emerging from the bathroom fully naked. She got quite the eyeful as he crossed the room retrieving the last of his clean clothes. She shook her head as she found herself ogling him like a horny schoolgirl causing her to laugh softly to herself. Dean turned see her laughing.

"Care to share?" He asked as she waved her hand at him shaking her head.

"Don't ask," she snorted unable to quit laughing. Dean pounced her pinning her on the bed pressing his forehead to hers kissing her hard before getting back up and getting dressed. Finding a way to distract her mind, Brooklyn opened her laptop and began looking for the next case. Dean came up behind her firmly placing both hands upon her shoulders rubbing them sensing the tension in her shoulders easing up. She attempted to find any information on the Seals, something anything to help them. A small rush of wind and flap of wings announced the arrival of a familiar face.

"Brook, Dean," Castiel said as he looked out the window.

"Cas, is everything alright?" She asked the angel approaching him. She held Dean's hand in hers which did not go unnoticed by the angel.

"No it's not. We need to talk Brooklyn. Alone," Brooklyn squeezed Dean's hand at the angel's blunt words. She looked up at Dean seeing him nodding at her as he leaned in kissing her before he headed up to Sam's room. He looked at her then the angel before leaving the hunter and seraph alone. Brooklyn raced after him opening the door to see him standing there as if he knew she would run to him.

"I'll be in Sam's room seeing if he has a case for us. You gonna be okay with the holy tax accountant?" She nodded her head as she smiled up at him. He leaned down kissing her once more as he stroked her face and headed down the Sam's room. She watched him leave as she turned to shut the door. She turned to face her angel, who was now seated on bed where an only hour ago was the scene of some seriously angry sex.

Samael was pouring over the computer. Nothing as of yet but he noticed something was going on in Salt Lake City that would fill the time. All he needed to do was get his pawns into place. He knew it would take some deception on his part but he could get Dean to do anything. After all, he was his Sammy or so he thought. Samael continued scouring the internet until a knock on the door snapped him out of his trance. He knew it was Dean probably fresh from another romp with the bitch. The thought made the demon shudder as he opened the door and plastered a fake smile.

"Hiya Sammy! Find anything good?" Dean asked as he entered his room.

"Well there have been reports of some strange activity in Salt Lake City. Seems a family is being terrorized by something in their home," Sam closed the door letting the smile fall. Good, it was only Dean, he thought as the hunter turned around to face the thing posing as his brother.

"Sounds good to me, Sammy, I'll go get Brooklyn and meet you at the car," he half smiled at his brother stepping out the door. Samael rolled his eyes as he gathered up Sam's things. He was certain the whole fiasco with the nightclub would've driven Dean and Brooklyn apart but it didn't! No, she forgave him yet again and took him to bed. Samael slammed his fist into the wall leaving a hole where knuckle met sheetrock.

Dean opened the door to find Brooklyn alone in the room. The angel had left his charge. Secretly Dean was relieved Castiel was gone as he had the nagging feeling the angel may have had more than just feelings of a charge and guardian level. Brooklyn sat there looking up at him with bright grey eyes smiling gently at him.

"You feel like heading out to Mormon country?" Brooklyn shrugged her shoulders casually as he sat down next to his lover. Dean frowned at her reaction taking her hands in his.

"Brook, is everything alright?" Brooklyn nodded her head still smiling at him. Dean felt a small pang of fear cross his mind. What if Brooklyn was rethinking her decision? No, no he couldn't and wouldn't think such things. Brooklyn tilted her head looking at the worried hunter.

"Dean, I know what you're thinking and no I am not rethinking my decision. I am staying with you. I love you."

Dean shook away the doubt and suspicion focusing on what was in front of him rather whom was in front of him. Kissing her passionately, Dean cupped her face in his hand. The love and devotion she harbored for the hunter was felt in the searing heat of her lips. Dean deepened their kiss feeling a familiar twinge within him beginning to rise. Sam could wait a few more minutes, he told himself snaking a hand up her shirt.

"Dean…" Brooklyn whimpered in his mouth.

"Sam can wait…" he growled gently pushing her down on the bed. She grinned as Dean hastily removed her clothes followed by his own. He nuzzled in her neck kissing and nipping her skin sending shivers down her spine. Strong hands ran down her waist and hips stopping a top her thighs. Dean gently parted her slender legs gently stroking her around her clit. Brooklyn softly cried out as the pressure on her created a powerful surge through her body as it trembled and shook in a powerful orgasm. Dean gently retracted his fingers shifting his body.

Brooklyn arched her back and hips up as Dean filled her with his hard erection. The wet hot velvet walls enclosed around him as he closed his eyes slowly thrusting in and out of her. Brooklyn wrapped her legs around his tight waist pushing him in deeper with her heels.

"I love you Brook," Dean whispered linking his fingers with hers. She could only respond with a deep low growl slamming her hips hard against his. Dean moaned as the slight shift her body rubbed hard against his underside.

He reached out grabbing her waist flipping them both over until she was on top of him grinding her body against his. Dean grabbed her hips pulling her hard towards him. Brooklyn released her grip on his body and grabbed the headboard of the bed. She felt her body nearing its climax as she began to feel lightheaded and the familiar tightening simmered before turning into a raging fire of lust, passion and love expressed as her cries as she came on her lover. Dean grinned slamming himself deeper inside her as he felt his inner thighs and cock becoming coated with her release.

Brooklyn began crying as the intense and overwhelming feelings gripped her tight. Dean reached up grabbing her arms and pulling her flush with his body. He slammed up inside her feeling his body bursting as he filled Brooklyn with his hot sticky release. Dean encircled her body with his arms as he came over and over inside her. Their sexual raptures slowly began to cease as they lay there interlocked together. Brooklyn was sprawled across his body with her head on his chest and arms draped across his waist. Dean ran his fingers through her auburn tresses kissing the top of her head. Brooklyn looked up at him resting her chin on his chest as he continued carding his hand through her hair. He loved the reddish hues that seemed to glisten when the sun hit them just right. The colors brought out the sharpness in her grey eyes.

Dean sat up pulling Brooklyn with him firmly holding her flush with him. She shifted her body straddling his hips facing him so she could gaze deep within those gorgeous emerald depths. Dean sighed with a slight moan escaping his lips. Brooklyn smiled at him as he pulled her in for one more kiss before getting cleaned up. She traced her fingertips along his jaw line feeling as if they were getting back on track again.

"Okay, now we better get moving," Brooklyn said regretfully hopping off Dean and sauntering towards the shower.

"You coming or you gonna drive to Salt Lake City smelling like sex?" Brooklyn hollered from the bathroom. Dean hurried up and off the bed quickly joining his partner and lover in the hot steamy shower.

Samael checked the watch on his host's wrist shaking his head impatiently. He knew they were at it again, screwing like rabbits. Brooklyn Ravenwood needed to go! She was creating a kink in his plans. No matter as once his plan is carried out, Brooklyn will no longer be a problem. The door opened as Brooklyn and Dean stepped out acting like a couple of love struck teenagers. Samael was certain he was gonna hurl on the spot but fought the urge to do so. The couple approached Sam as they walked hand in hand. Without saying a word, the hunters loaded their bags and the trio got in the Impala.

Two days later the Impala pulled in the city limits of Salt Lake City. The rain was coming down in sheets making driving damn near impossible for Dean. He had to slow down as he couldn't see the taillights of the cars ahead. Brooklyn was looking out the window as lightning streaked across the sky in web like formations. The way it flashed and crawled across the nighttime sky gave her a rather uneasy feeling. It was as if evil itself knew they were here. She shuddered and turned her head to see Dean locked frustration and concentration as they were now crawling down the interstate.

"We're almost there, Dean. I looked up all the hotels near the house and the Holiday Inn Express is off the next exit. Thankfully," Brooklyn added seeing Dean nodding in agreement as the rain continued pounding against the hood and roof of the Impala. They continued crawling down the road until finally Dean saw the welcoming sight of green and white indicating their exit had finally appeared. The blue yellow and white sign of the hotel glowed brightly to their right as they rolled down the off ramp.

Brooklyn hurried in to grab the rooms leaving Sam and Dean in the car to wait. Dean looked over the bench seat to find Sam still sleeping. He had been passed out since Salina, Kansas waking only to use the bathroom and eat. Dean turned around to see Brooklyn hurrying out the door and in the car. She nodded as he drove finding a parking space close to the door. By now the rain began to lighten up to a gentle steady rainfall. Sam woke up to see they were stopped for the night.

"Here ya go, Sam," Dean passed a keycard over to Sam as the hunter graciously took it getting out and grabbing his bags. Brooklyn watched Sam heading towards the doors then looked over at Dean.

"What's his deal?" She asked. Dean shrugged his shoulders grabbing their bags. "With Samantha who knows anymore. When Princess gets his panties in a wad they stay that way for a while. Don't worry, Brook, he'll be fine after a good night's sleep and shower. "

Brooklyn shrugged her slender shoulders as she led the way to their own room.

She collapsed on the bed ready for sleep to take her away. The trip was long and hard on their bodies and a hot shower or bath sounded good right about now. Dean kicked off his boots and lowered his body beside her. Brooklyn opened her eyes smiling at him. Dean smiled back as he had found her smile to be beautiful and contagious.

"I don't know about you, but I think a hot bath is in order," Dean sighed stroking her face. Brooklyn nodded in agreement as she pushed herself up and off the bed stripping her clothes off as she waltzed towards the bathroom. Dean watched her little strip show before he rose to join her.

Brooklyn sat on Dean's legs letting her own sprawl out alongside his. His strong arms collapsed around her arms and chest as she ran her hand along his arms. They sat there content and relaxed just taking in one another's presence. For Brooklyn this was a start in reconnecting with Dean and getting their relationship back on track as she had much to think about.

Dean realized he needed to make his move soon but wanted to do it when they were in Phoenix so he could talk with Markus concerning his future with Brooklyn. He never thought he would even be considering what he was now but yet he was. They needed to get back to Phoenix and soon. But first they needed to take care of business here in Salt Lake City.

Ok next chapter up soon! Let's say Samael is using delay tactics to ensure his plan works as he wants it to. But I am getting close to the end! And believe me it will be a heartbreaker… But in the mean time the trio has an angry spirit to contend with!

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