"So, do you still want Dean to open up his new shop or not? It still sounds like you're unsure."

Renee had called Pam a little before Dean got home to vent to her about how she still felt about Dean opening his shop. It was best to do it before he got home and overheard Renee talking.

"To be honest, I am still unsure just a little. However, if I tell Dean that he'll blow a fuse. Sometimes I don't know if I can tell him some things because he might take it the wrong way and think I'm trying to stop him…which I'm not. I just want him to have a plan to fall back on is all." Renee laid down on her bed in her room, let out a deep sigh, and closed her eyes.

"I know he does. I just think you worry a little too much is all."

"Yeah…I know…sometimes I feel bad for thinking negative about anything pertaining to Dean. I also hate arguing with him…especially in front of the kids."

"You two have had some nasty fights in the past and it wasn't pretty. If you and Dean can't see eye to eye on some things, maybe you guys need to seek help about anything that's wrong in your relationship. You guys have been married a long time and have had your ups and downs…just don't have too many fights and negative moments."

"I know. But I don't know if I should tell him I'm still unsure about the shop because I don't know how he'll take it. I'm not unsure because I don't believe in him, I just want him to make the right decision. I don't want him to fail."

"You know, if Dean's business fails, he'll learn from it and build himself up again. He's very resilient. I've seen him have many dark days only to bounce back. Just talk to him Renee."

Bright headlights flashed through Renee's window which signaled Dean's arrival from work. It was time to end the conversation.

"He's here now. I'll talk to him tomorrow when I go with him to his shop."

"Okay. Good luck and I love you. Tell me how it goes."

"I will. Love you, too."


Renee hated the stare that Dean gave her as she knew that they were going to argue in some way and it was beginning to irritate her. All she wanted to do was share her thoughts, not berate him or bring him down, and yet here he was about fly off the handle. But to her surprise he was relatively calm albeit irritated. Renee herself wanted to throw Dean out of his office and onto his face because she wasn't in the mood for arguing today but Dean of course had little patience and become irritated quickly himself. But since she brought up the topic of the shop, she would just have to suck it up and deal with the consequences.

"I thought you were okay with this, Renee."

"I am, Dean. But-"

"But what?" Dean placed his hands on hips and watched as Renee rubbed her temples as she collected herself.

"I just want to talk to you about this. No arguing okay? I know I said that I was okay with this…but a little part of me is still unsure. Maybe when you get your business running I'll feel better? I don't know. And sometimes I honestly feel like you bully me into agreeing with you on certain things so you can win arguments."

"Bully you so I can win arguments? What kind of shit is that, Renee?"

"Case in point: I ask you to put the kids to sleep at 9'clock, no later than that. Maybe 9:30 is okay but 10 o'clock and beyond? That's pushing it, Dean. One time D.J. was up until like midnight just playing in his room on a SCHOOL night as if nothing was wrong."

"So I lost track of time. What's the damn big deal? And that was ONE time."

"Okay, it was one time but it's like you always want to override what I say!"

"Because I bully you." Dean rolled his eyes and continued setting up his office.

"It sure feels like. And if I don't agree with you, you make me out to be the bad guy. Yes, I know sometimes I overreact but you know I don't mean any harm."

"I know, Renee, but what you need to realize is that I'm going to open up this shop whether you like it or not. And it doesn't matter if you care or not. I told you I have everything taken care of so I won't be telling you that again. I'm sorry if you feel unsure about this but I'm sure about this, Renee. I can make my own hours for once and be more comfortable."

"You sure don't sound sorry."

Dean slammed one of the drawers to his desk shut and continued to work.

"Maybe I'm not."

"Why are you like this?"

"Why are you the way you are? Did you come here to complain to me?"

"Dean, I just came to talk to you to tell you the truth about how I still feel about everything. I'm not always going to agree with you on everything and the problem is that you want me to all the time."

"So, we have differing opinions. Now if you'll excuse me, I have work to do."

"We do have differing opinions. And you don't have to be an asshole when it comes to your opinions, Dean. I still love you and I do support you. I just want to know that you're going to be alright. So, I'll let you get back to your work."

Dean had looked up as he heard Renee's crack and saw her crying as she exited his office and walked briskly to the front door.

"Shit," he muttered to himself. "Renee!"

"Don't talk to me, goddammit!" Renee reached for the door knob but Dean gently took her hand off of it and pulled her towards him. "Get off of me!" She hit his chest with her hands as hard as she can and tried to break free from him but she soon gave up as Dean hugged her instead.

"I'm sorry," Dean said quietly.

"I mean no harm, Dean. I just care about you…"

"I know. I know…I'm sorry…" He let out a small sigh and kissed the top of Renee's head. He was indeed being a jerk to his wife for no reason and regretted it as she did nothing but simply talk to him. He caressed her back as he took his index finger and lifted her chin up slowly. "I'm sorry. I'm an asshole because I don't know how to not act like one whenever we have discussions like this. And I'll make sure D.J. gets to bed on time."

Renee nodded her head then smiled.

"Apology accepted. And D.J. will get to bed on time because he's not going to be up late again like that one time."

"No, he won't. I don't need you kicking my ass."

"Well, I should right now!"

"I know, I know." Dean gave Renee a few pecks on the lips and continued holding onto her as if she was going to fly away.

She would if he didn't start acting right.

"Renee…"

"Yes?"

"Remember the time you brought me food to work…and we ended up having sex behind a building?"

"How can I forget? You want me to bring you lunch when you close your shop for your lunch hour and want to have sex then?"

"Yes!"

"If you keep being mean to me, then no."

"I promise you I won't be mean to you when you talk to me about important stuff or if something is bothering you."

"Promise?"

"I promise."

"Good. Now, I'll help you finish setting up your office."

"Thanks. I just need you to straighten out the office supplies because I have no damn idea where I want to put everything."

"If it wasn't for me, your head would be in your ass!"

"Maybe."

Renee walked back into the office and started to help Dean organize his desk. Pens, paper clips, highlighters, markers, sticky notes, and anything else went into the drawers and the pen and pencil holders. She even labeled all of his folders so that he'd know where everything was as she knew Dean was quite forgetful at times. There had been one time when Dean was in a hurry to pick Renee up from work early and he had accidentally forgotten Daisy in her crib. He was already in the car and bolted out and into the house to go and get her. He told Renee about it and how bad he felt but she reassured him and told him it's okay. She had told him she accidentally forgot D.J. and Destinee in their cribs too at certain points in time so there was no need to feel bad.

She had finally finished organizing his desk when she felt his hands clasp her breasts and squeeze them gently. Boy was she happy she was wearing a tank top on this warm day because she immediately pulled it down so that her bra could be exposed. Dean wasted no time in unhooking it and tossing it to the ground so he could get his hands on her breasts again.

"I know I've been an asshole but you have to let me make it up to you," Dean whispered in Renee's year.

"Of course."

Dean propped Renee on top of the desk, took her shoes off then her pants, then proceeded to quickly slide her panties off. Dean knelt down on his knees and begin to perform oral sex on Renee while holding onto her legs so that she wouldn't squeeze his head like she's done plenty of times before. When she felt herself about to climax grabbed Dean's head with both of her hands which prompted him to then get up and unbuckle his pants and pull them down along with his boxers. Renee then got down, turned around, then laid forward as she relaxed and let Dean take over. Pretty soon he was fucking the daylights out of her and she surely enjoyed it even though they were arguing not too long ago. Sometimes make up sex is the best sex even if it is a quickie.

Dean thrusted into Renee a couple of more times while holding onto her waist tightly and came inside of her. He leaned forward and kissed Renee's shoulder and her neck then helped her clean up and get dressed again but made out for another twenty minutes before finally getting their stuff and leaving.

"If you ever act like an asshole to me like that ever again, I'll chop your dick off."

"I'm sure you will."