Title: Trail Of Honey: Found My Home
Main Character: Dean
Rating: NC-17
Categories: Romance

Trail Of Honey: Found My Home
Chapter 38

"This was a great hunt for me to come on." Alex smirked at Dean as she walked beside him, she kept glancing at him as he wore a dark blue suit.

"Agent Jett, that s sexual harassment." Dean smirked at Alex as she wore a dark blue pencil skirt, white blouse and matching jacket.

"You like it though Agent Perry." She smiled as she opened the door to the lobby of the hospital.

"Yes," Dean smiled. "Just wait until we get some spare time alone."

When they walked out of the hospital Alex gave Dean a smirk as she began to walk down the sidewalk.

"Where are you going?" Dean asked as he pulled the car keys from his pocket.

"I'm going to gather some information." She smirked.

"Oh," Dean smiled. I got you. "Well call me when you figure something out."

"Where are you going?"

"I'm going to gather some information my way."

"You do that." Alex smiled as she stood looking at Dean she unbuttoned her blouse one button. "Are you withholding any information Agent Perry?"

Dean swallowed hard. "Uh, wow. Are you really going to gather any information?"

"Yes." Alex laughed as she began walking again.

As Dean walked into the small bar he grinned as he spotted Alex sitting at a small table alone. He walked up to her. "So, get anything?"

Alex smirked as she turned to Dean, crossing her legs. She reached into the pocket of her jacket and laid a paper on the table.

Dean sat down at the table. "Good girl." He smiled as he picked the paper up, reading it over. "Oh and you look amazing."

Alex softly rested her hand on Dean's left thigh. "You do too."

"Just let me know when you want me to help you get out of those clothes."

"How about now?"

"Oh really?" Dean smirked.

Alex stood up from her seat, smiling at Dean as she walked toward the door.

"You in that suit has me all wet." Alex whispered in Dean's ear as they sat in the car.

"Really?" Dean smirked as he kissed Alex's neck.

"Yes." Alex sat back on the seat, making eye contact with Dean as she slowly began to unbutton her blouse.

"You're so hot."

"Agent Perry," Alex smirked. "You shouldn't talk to your coworkers like that."

"Oh but I have to when it's you." Dean kissed Alex. "Let's get back to the room, take a little break then get back to work."

"Sounds good to me." Alex smirked.

"We don't have too long." Dean said as she slammed the motel room door shut and began quickly stripping his clothes off.

"I know." Alex smiled as she walked toward the bed, discarding clothes along the way.

Dean smiled down at Alex as she lay on the bed. He began kissing her body. "Your body is amazing Ally."

"Yours too." She smiled.

Dean smiled at Alex as she stood in a pair of jeans and a t-shirt, covered by a black jacket. "Mama ready to go kick some ass?"

Alex laughed. "I am, you're not." She said as she stepped closer to Dean, zipping his jeans. "Now you are."

"Let's get this over with so we can head home, we can see our son and mama can get some stuff done." Dean smirked.

"Whore."

Alex sat in the passengers seat of the car with the right side of her shirt pulled up, pressing a white blood stained cloth against her body.

"We'll get back to the hotel and I'll stitch you up." Dean said as he got into the car, looking at Alex.

Alex smiled at Dean. "Okay. Aside from that, it was fun." She laughed.

"Well I loved seeing mama kicking ass." Dean smiled. "You looked hot."

"You're such a whore." Alex smiled.

"You like it." Dean smirked.

Dean opened the motel room door, letting Alex walk into the room.

"Are you sure you're okay?" Dean stood turned toward Alex as he watched her sit down on the bed at the motel room, taking her shirt off. He seen the large gash across her right side, blood dripping onto the bed.

Alex laid down on the bed, on her left side. "Stitch me up."

"You sure bug?"

"Yes." Alex laughed. "Come on so we can get home to Johnny."

Dean softly wiped Alex s skin clean of leftover blood. "Good as new, bug."

"It hurts."

"I told you it would."

"Wouldn't have happened it you were watching." Alex smirked as she put her shirt back on.

"Hey, I already feel bad." He said as he kissed Alex.

"Good." She smiled. "Now let's get home to our son."

"yes."

Sam opened the door, seeing Alex standing with a black jacket on with a hole on the right side. "What happened to you?"

"You don't want to know." Alex laughed as she stepped into the house.

"Mama!" Johnathan dropped his crayons when he spotted Alex walk into the living room.

Alex bent down to him, giving him a kiss. "Hi baby, let s go home and have dinner."

"Yeah mama." Johnathan reached to give Alex a hug.

"No, you can t give me a hug."

"Why?"

"Mama has a boo-boo." She smiled at Johnathan. "Let's go make daddy stop talking and get home."

Dean stood in the doorway of the living room, watching Alex as she lay on the couch in pajama pants and a baggy t-shirt. Johnathan laid in her arms and they watched cartoons.

"You stay in there with mama." Dean told Johnathan

"Are you sure you don't want me to help?" Alex asked as she looked at Dean.

"I'm sure bug, Relax with some cartoons." Dean smiled.

"Sorry for not helping you get his bath or put him to bed." Alex sighed as she laid on the bed, watching Dean.

"It's okay." Dean gave Alex a smile. "You had a hard day mama."

"Not really." Alex smiled. "There's a lot I want to do tonight, but I don t want to take a chance of your stitch job screwing up."

"Baby, I'm willing to do whatever you need." Dean smirked as he got onto the bed, leaning down and softly kissing Alex s lips. "What does mama want done?"

"Well." Alex smiled as she lay on the bed. "I want to feel you."

"Yes mama." Dean said as he placed his hands on her waist.

"Ouch! Ouch!"

Dean's eyes grew large as he took his hands away from her body. "Sorry."

Alex sighed. "Let's wait and try it tomorrow night, huh?"

"Sure bug." Dean smiled and gave Alex a kiss.

"You can go get a shower." Alex looked at Dean, knowing he wanted to continue.

"I'm good, just as long as you're okay with going to bed with my stinky ass." Dean smirked.

"I smell too." Alex laughed.

"But you still smell like a mama."

"You're sick."