Two Years Later-
Diana turned as best she could, fixing the pillow underneath her six month belly. Their bedroom door opened and an eleven year old Noah walked in. Climbing into his parents bed.
"Oh come on, its Christmas", he said.
Roman smiled with his eyes closed and Diana chuckled.
"Your son sir", she mumbled.
"Alright, we're up", Roman yawned and stretched.
"No, you two are up", Diana corrected.
She felt Noah's hand on her belly and smiled.
"Check to see if your uncle is here yet", Roman said.
Noah nodded and jumped off the bed, running downstairs. Roman slapped his wife's ass.
"Ro", she whined.
He leaned over and kissed her cheek.
"Dean's not here yet, we would have heard him by now. Sleep in till he gets here", he whispered.
"Thank you", she whispered.
He bent down a bit and kissed her belly.
"Sleep my princess", he whispered.
He stood and made his way down. Noah was looking out the window waiting for Dean to arrive.
"Is Seth coming too?", he asked.
"He said he was going to try buddy. He's really busy with the tour", Roman said.
Noah nodded. Seth had stayed in rehab the recommended time. They noticed a big difference in him slowly. He looked healthier and happy.
He had written a lot of songs while there. Diana and Brie helped him find a good sized house for himself and for when Noah was allowed to stay with him.
"You don't need a house with fifteen rooms. Its just you and Noah", Brie had told him.
Seth had agreed and admitted that Dolph had talked him into buying a huge house in L.A. The basement was big enough to turn into a studio. The less he had to pay an actual studio, the better.
After he dropped his new album in the summer, the fans had backed him like Roman said they would. Taking on a small tour, with smaller venues.
"Breakfast?", Roman asked.
Noah nodded.
"Aunt Brie is here with Leah and Luis", he said excited, jumping off the couch and opening the door for them.
"Hey, Merry Christmas, Noah", Brie said happily.
He hugged her and helped her with the gifts. She made her way to the kitchen and hugged Roman.
"Merry Christmas", he said.
"Merry Christmas", she replied.
She helped him with breakfast.
"Where's Diana?", she asked.
"Still sleeping, she had a tough time finding her spot", he replied.
"I remember those, my back was killing me", she said.
He nodded. The front door opened again.
"Hey", she froze when Dean's voice came from the living room.
Roman rubbed her back before leaving the kitchen to see his friend. She could hear them telling each other Merry Christmas.
She moved the eggs around.
"Merry Christmas", she bit her lip and turned.
Dean smiled.
"Hey, yeah, Merry Christmas", she replied, moving over to him and hugging him.
"So I thought you were going to your parents for Christmas", he said, pulling away.
"I was, but the kids wanted to be here with Noah and their grandparents.", she said.
He nodded.
"Food", Diana said, ignoring the fact that Brie and Dean were staring at each other.
"We need to talk Brie", Dean whispered.
She brushed her hair behind her ear. She knew what he wanted to talk about. He walked past her and to Diana.
"How's my little lady in there?", he asked, rubbing her bump and smiling.
"Active. I just need a nice long nap without your friend and my son interrupting me", she whined.
"I got you, I can take them fishing later.", Dean said.
"Can you also carry her for me?", Diana asked.
Dean chuckled. Brie noticed the way his dimples formed when he smiled, the way his blue eyes twinkled when he was really happy.
Damn those blue eyes had been the reason she couldn't hold back anymore. One moment of weakness, and she caved.
Brie was wiping down the tables after closing. Diana was suppose to do it, but she found out she was pregnant and wanted to tell Roman.
"You go, I can close. Congratulations D", Brie said, hugging her sister in law.
"I owe you one Brie", Diana said, grabbing her jacket before leaving.
Brie was almost done when the bar doors opened.
"Sorry, we are closed", she shouted.
"Oh, I thought Diana was closing tonight", she stopped and turned to see Dean.
"She was but, she had an emergency at home", Brie said.
"Is everything okay?", he asked worried.
He had just been with Roman a few minutes ago and he didn't say anything.
"Yeah, you should just wait till Roman tells you", she said.
He nodded. He pointed to the kitchen.
"I'm going to go clean up", he said.
She nodded. After she finished the main area, she made her way to the back. Dean was done as well.
"Well, I'm heading out", Brie said.
Dean nodded.
"Yeah, thanks Brie", he said softly.
She grabbed her purse and jacket. Making her way to the door. She stopped, she didn't want things to be awkward between them anymore. She wanted her friend back. She left her purse on the counter and walked to the office.
Dean was leaning back in his chair with a drink in his hand. He looked up at her as she leaned against the door.
"What's wrong with us, Dean?", she asked.
"Nothing", he replied.
She moved closer and sat down, reaching for a cup and pouring herself some whiskey.
"I am not leaving here till we fix this. Something is wrong, we both know it. I want my friend back", she said.
He swallowed.
"Brie", he said softly.
"Fine, then lets make this a game. If I guess it wrong, I take a drink, but if I get it right, you take a shot", she said.
He raised a brow.
"You do realize I can drink you under the table. I also don't like your game.", Dean said.
She grabbed her drink and tossed it back in one gulp. Slamming the cup on his desk.
"Lets find out", she said, challenging him.
He chuckled.
"Tequila pong. One cup. You make it into my cup, I will answer any one question. Vise versa", he said.
She nodded and held out her hand, he took it and shook it.
"Deal", she said.
They stood and he grabbed a bottle of tequila and two glasses. He filled each one a bit.
"Ladies first", he said, handing her the small white ball.
She threw it and it landed in his cup. He chuckled.
"Drink up", she said.
He tossed it back.
"Why have you been avoiding me?", she asked.
He met her eyes.
"You asked me too, remember.", he said.
"Only for a short while, not a whole freaking two years D", she said.
He nodded. He shot the ball and made it.
"What did I do that was so bad, that you asked for the space, from me?", he asked.
She swallowed.
"I was told something, and I didn't know how to process it. Not then", she said.
"What?", he asked.
She lifted the ball.
"Not your turn", she said.
She made the second one.
"Do you miss me?", she asked.
"Of course I do. You are one of my best friends.", he replied.
She smiled. He shot it and missed.
"Really?", he said.
She giggled. She grabbed the ball and made hers.
"My sister Nikki, she introduced me to someone", she said.
Dean stiffened.
"He asked me out. What should I say?", she asked.
He licked his lips.
"I don't know if I'm ready, if I will ever be ready. Vic was the love of my life, and I'm scared that if I do start dating that…", she stopped.
"No one can replace Victor. Ever. It's a second chance at love and happiness, not a replacement.", Dean mumbled.
"You didn't answer my question", she said.
He looked away from her.
"They told you didn't they?", he said softly.
She moved around the table and placed her hand against his cheek. Gently guiding his eyes back to hers.
"What?", she asked.
"That I love you", he whispered.
She could feel herself shake gently.
"I've been in love with you since High school, but you were my best friend's girl and I am not Seth. Besides, you were better off with him", he said.
"Why would you think that?", she asked.
"Come on B, you knew who I was and where I came from back then.", he said, moving away from her.
She grabbed his arm, stopping him.
"But you aren't that person anymore.", she said.
He looked at her.
"I don't want to betray my best friend", he said softly.
"And I don't want to betray my husband, but…", she stopped.
He raised a brow. She connected their lips. He lifted her onto the table. Her hands finding their way under his shirt and lifting it over his head.
"Did I mention how much I like your haircut", she panted against his lips.
He smiled. He kissed down her neck as she removed her jeans and underwear.
"You're just as beautiful as I imagined", he whispered against her stomach.
She laid back as he buried his face between her legs. She gripped the table.
"Oh Dean", she gasped.
Feeling his fingers enter her. Her body had missed the touch of another. Her breathing heavier as his fingers moved faster.
"Dean please", she moaned.
He removed his hand so he could take his pants off. She sat up and helped him.
Victor had been only the second guy she's seen naked. The second guy to make love to her. He was suppose to be the last. Now here she was, staring at Dean's hard long erection. His hand running over himself.
He pulled her hips towards him. She looked down between them.
"I love you", he whispered.
She looked up into his eyes. He meant those words, she could tell. She connected their lips as he connected their hips. She moaned into his mouth. Dean was gentle and loving. The way he touched her made her skin warm.
His arms strong around her as they made love.
"Baby, you feel so good", he whispered.
"Dean", she moaned her release.
He followed next, panting against her chest. Her legs loosened around his waist. His grip on her thighs as he looked between them.
He pulled away.
"B", he said softly.
She bit her lip and sat up, grabbing her clothes and dressing.
"I fucked up, B, I…", he didn't get a chance to apologize, she was out the door.
He stood shirtless, his eyes on the door to the bar. He swallowed. His heart that was suddenly full, broke into a million little pieces. At least it felt that way.
"Brie", Diana said.
Brie cleared her throat and looked at Diana.
"Yeah?", she asked.
"Breakfast? Want some?", Diana asked.
Brie exhaled and nodded.
"Yeah", she replied.
Brie hadn't told Diana what happened between her and Dean. She was sure Dean hadn't said anything to Roman or else Diana would know.
Things had definitely changed between their group of friends.
A/N: Yes there will be a sequel. Not as long as this one though.
Delicate is the title. Should be up in a few.