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Secretwrittenword: I am glad you liked Sam and his actions in this chapter, he was so awesome. Julia's dad was so protective, but it is only natural, as Sam thought a hunter plus a daughter... It is hard. He handled it well. Sam is finally getting a little happiness for himself, well deserved I believe. Thanks for the review.

Blondie20000: I just tried to imagine Tom Cruise as Julia's dad. Considering how short he is, standing next to Sam... LMAO. Gibbs was awesome, I love that man. Sam was a real badass in the chapter, knowing what would be a demon's worst punishment. But ultimately, Julia chose wisely. She showed she was so ready to close that book and move on. Thanks for the review and you should definitely use demon cure in RedRose and write that Anael story, cuz it is an awesome idea.

NCsupnatfan: I am glad that you too liked what I decided to do. Now it is time we see how Dean handles that Sarah has angel blood in her system. Thanks for reviewing.

Summer: I laughed so hard at Bertie. Even though I already nicknamed Albert as Al (was considering of making him tell Sam "You can call me Al."), but I like your idea better. Lol. Thanks to you, a lot of us are eagerly expecting a It's all in the blood update. And thanks for the suggestion on the name, I actually like Rae. Of course, thanks for leaving a review too. ❤️

SilverDragonflymoon: Albert was tough, glad you liked the protectiveness. Thanks for the review.

Aisha: It isn't a story about the future, it is a story YOUR FRIEND asked for (a disfigured Dean meeting a girl), the story I PLAN on writing sometime in the future. So Mackenzie or Aisha, I will see. And LOL, you got me there, nothing really stays dead in this fandom. Thanks or the review.

A/N: You guys know the saying "save the best for last"? Well, this is the last chapter, so... Enjoy!

Warning: Not suitable for persons under the age of 18. 😏


Bonus chapter 3: The way you make me feel

Dean and Sarah left Ezekiel and Anael with promises they will visit, and to call if they needed anything. Dean wasn't thrilled about Anael, but seeing that look in her eyes, that gratitude and that regret for ever thinking of crossing them over was good enough to make Dean let the past stay in the past.

When they sat in the car to go back to the bunker, Dean pondered over what he was going to do, this blood thing was a new territory for him and while he knew what angels could do, and could have done before they fell, some things were different about Sarah. Still Dean found himself not worrying too much about it. In fact, he was more relieved to learn she didn't have demon blood.

He knew his feelings about it were... Hypocritical, but he couldn't help it. He knew angels weren't what they thought, and that they weren't always the good guys, but there were exceptions to that. Like Cas. Like Gabriel.

Speaking of the trickster, he could almost see a few similarities between him and Sarah. She does love candy. And she has that teasing note to her sometimes, something Dean loves about her. But he does have to wonder if her powers and their extent. With a little practice, she could put someone to sleep and dreamwalk. She could definitely heal and smite, a few things the angels nowadays have trouble doing. Can she teleport, fly? There was one other thing Dean noticed, but he had no idea how that relates to her having angelic blood in her system.

There was a theory he wanted to test.

"Why don't you put on some music ?" He asked, 'allowing' Sarah to choose the station. If Sam was here, Dean would never hear the end of it. He could already imagine it in his head, Sam asking "Whatever happened to 'driver picks the music, shotgun shuts his cakehole'?"

Of course, she would play one of those stations with music that was just a bit too cheery for Dean's taste, but he was curious. She left it on some hair dye commercial and after, the song started. Dean frowned. What is this, the Adam's family? Cuz the beginning of the song surely sounded like it.

But then he heard that familiar "whoo" and he knew it was another of Sarah's favourites - Michael Jackson. Just another Michael to haunt him. However, as hip as Michael Jackson was, Dean couldn't help his slight astonishment. On top of everything, Sarah was an empath, meaning she could pick up on other people's feelings, but how the heck could she so easily find a song that so well for what the people around her felt?

Yes, Dean knew he was head over heals for her, he didn't need a song to tell him that. But somehow, hearing it like that, made everything just a bit more sweeter.

"I never felt so in love before
Promise baby, you'll love me forevermore
I swear I'm keepin' you satisfied
'Cause you're the one for me..."

Yeah, Sarah was the one for him. Strong and bold, smart and funny, and Oh, My, God!, the pies she makes. And on top of it all, she was his own personal guardian angel. She saved him so many times and helped him find his brother and... She was just there. Not allowing him to fall apart,to feel bad and alone.

"The way you make me feel
You really turn me on
You knock me off of my feet
Now baby
My lonely days are gone"

Dean choked on thin air. Yes, it was true, she knocked him off his feet, and he doesn't feel as lonely as he did, but... Dean coughed and then blushed. There was a physical attraction there present, he couldn't deny it. But he also couldn't just... Act upon it. He didn't know how.

Of course he knew how! He was Dean Winchester after all. But she... She wasn't just some chick at the bar, she was someone he cared about. Profusely. He couldn't just use a sleezy pick-up line and relay on his charms to do the rest. She was far too important to him to do that.

Dean glanced her way, only now noticing she was a bit quiet. Usually she would have at least hum to a song like this.

"Sarah? You ok?" He asked just as they entered Lebanon.

"Yeah." She responded and after a pause she continued with something seemingly unrelated. "Dean? Did you know angels can just... Touch your forehead and... Do something to your mind?"

Dean frowned at this question, wondering what would set her to ask it. Did Ezekiel do something to her? Did he try and make her forget? He certainly didn't have the juice to teleport her out of there so that was out of the question. "Yes?" He said in a form of a question, urging her to keep going.

"Dad... Ezekiel told me that back when he was at full power he could make someone forget or transfer memories, like download them. He also told me he could put someone to sleep." Sarah said biting her lower lip. When Dean just nodded, Sarah frowned and finally said, a guilty sad look on her face. "Did I... I did that to you, didn't I? Back at the hotel? I..." It was obvious she was feeling sorry about it, worried what Dean might say. Dean had to cut her off.

"Hey, hey... It's ok. I know... I know you didn't mean to. It's ok. You... You also saved me, saved us a few times, so I couldn't hold anything against you." Yeah, she is useful. Like that is what she wants to hear. Damn it, Dean! He tried to picture what he would say to Sam if it was him in this situation, but it was Sam once, and Dean didn't handle that well at all. Maybe he could do better this time around.

"Look. - He said in a soft voice - You had these powers all your life, right? Only now you know where they come from, and... It should make things easier. I... We will be here to help, every step of the way and you'll learn to control them and to focus, and sure, you might make some mistakes along the way, but... We will fix them. Together. Ok?" Dean finished just as they arrived to the bunker garage door. He stopped the car there and turned to Sarah. He looked down on her hand, took it in his and sighed before raising his eyes to her.

"We got this." was all he said. He wanted to tell her so much more, but he just couldn't find the words. Or courage to tell her yet. To tell her that she has been his rock this whole time, that she took care of him the way he used to do to everyone around him and that he would be happy to be allowed to support her through this and to be her rock too. But this was Dean Winchester and he might say he doesn't do chick-flick moments, but the truth was, he was always afraid to open up his heart to anyone.

Sarah seemed to pick up on all those emotions cursing through his mind, and he didn't have to say it, she knew. She smiled at him, her eyes tearing up just a bit and finally took a deep breath as she asked "What did I do to deserve you?" Dean blinked in slight shock. Did he really have that much worth to somebody? He ducked his head and tried to regain his thoughts for a moment. He could ask her the same.

It never occurred to him that she has been viewed as different, as strange her whole life and the way he just accepted her and viewed her as a human being that needed a kind word here and there... The way he smiled at her and didn't see her as some freak, not even after she... And she felt like an ever bigger freak now, because before she could sense things and now she can... Heal. Put to sleep. Smite. Hurt and kill... And it is just... It's a lot.

"You did the same as I... To deserve you." Dean said and now even more tears prickled in her eyes and she leaned in and kiss him. Her lips were so soft against his, the smell of lilac instantly filled the air and it all made Dean dizzy for only a second. He still stayed leaning in for a moment longer after she pulled away and then blinked back to reality while Sarah giggled silently at the look on his face. He squinted his eyes at her in a fake pout and through a smile said "Do that again."

Sarah saw it as a dare and she slowly, extremely slowly leaned in, coming so close to his lips and just... Hovering there. He could feel her breath, the warmth of her lips right there. But she wouldn't move past that. And each time Dean would try ti inch forward, she would move back as if she knew the exact moment he would move. She knew he would snap eventually and pull her in, but she expected another deep kiss, and not just a peck that he ended up giving her, smirking back at her. Two can play that game.

Dean got out of the car and opened the garage door to drive the Impala in. Coming back he could see Sarah watching him and he winked at her before sitting back in the car and driving them inside. She didn't move as the car stopped, instead she pulled him back when the tried to get out of the car to close the garage door. There was a one-sided smile as she pulled him for another long dizzying kiss before pulling back and bolting out of the car when she felt him surrender into the kiss. She went and closed the door and ran back to the car too peek inside. Dean was just sitting there, his eyes closed, a bit flushed.

"How about dinner?" She asked and Dean peeled his eyes open and looked at her. He actually planned to stop in town and get a take-out for them, he just... Got sidetracked.

"I'll go get us something."

"No, I can whip something up." Sarah countered. Dean still remained seated in the car and just leaned on the passenger seat to get a better look at her.

"You don't have to do that, you know. You don't have to cook and clean and..." He said but she just waved him off.

"I want to. I love to do that, it... Relaxes me. Come with me, got something to show you." Sarah said and turned to walk to the kitchen, her ponytail bouncing after her and Dean just had to huff a laugh. She was just... Amazing. So he got out of the car and followed Sarah to the kitchen, but noticed she was lingering in front of a door next to the kitchen. It was actually a giant freezer with 10 shelves to store food in and they mostly kept it empty unless Dean bought some extra meat for his barbecue. And now, when Sarah opened it...

"When... How... Wha..." Dean tried looking back and forth between the full freezer and her.

"While you slept. I went out and got a few things and..." up to that point she had a smile on her face, but it faded a bit when she said "... I have trouble sleeping, I... I have insomnia..."

Dean reached and set his hand on her upper arm and smiled at her. "That's the thing about angels. They don't need to sleep at all." Sarah's face instantly brightened at that fact. All her life she slept very little and when she became aware of it, she looked it up and learned all about insomnia, but it was different. People suffering from insomnia usually were Irritable, depressed, filled with anxiety. They had trouble focusing, feeling tired and not rested, but not Sarah. An hour of sleep a day and she could go the next 72 hours without sleep. Sure, she slept when she wanted to, but it wasn't a necessity. And it always bugged her, like everything else it made her feel different and like a freak.

But knowing the reason why it was like that... It made her feel a bit lighter. It was normal for angels to be like that, and by some standards, she was normal, even though she wasn't technically an angel. It was messed up, but it made her feel better. The gratified smile lingered on her face as she looked from Dean to the freezer and than back.

"So, what do you feel like eating? I got frozen pizzas, burgers, lasagna..." She started and Dean interrupted.

"I'm gonna marry you, you know that?" He said, making it sound like a joke, his eyes bright as he glanced at the full freezer. Sarah started laughing and he followed, a thought sneaking into his mind. A thought that even if he said it as a joke, a great part of him meant it. Maybe not marry her on paper, considering he was declared dead... A few times... But, the thought of settling down with her someday... He would even give up hunting, not that she would ever want him to and that was just one of those things about her he lov... he really likes.

"Pizza it is." Sarah finally said like she read his mind. "Pepperoni and extra cheese, right?" She picked up a wrapper and Dean was slightly confused to see it was just wrapped in plastic, no box, no... OMG, she kneaded the dough herself. She made the whole damn pizza. Damn, could she be any more perfect? Dean followed her as she went to the kitchen and washed her hands at the sink before unwrapping the pizza and shoving it in the oven. She took out the plates and the cutlery to set the table, but Dean stopped her. He took the plates and placed them on two trays and when the pizza was done he placed slices on the plates and motioned for her to follow him.

"Oh, this is awesome! Wait... Is this like a man cave?" Sarah asked, eyes filed with wonder as Dean brought her to a room he indeed considered his man cave. In fact, Sarah was the first girl to step in it.

"I thought we could watch a movie. Sam texted to say they were on the way back, which means they should be back tomorrow and..." Dean trailed off, just realizing what he was saying.

"...And tonight we have the bunker to ourselves?" Sarah supplied wiggling an eyebrow and smirking, and then started laughing as Dean cleared his throat, slightly blushing. They set in a different lazy chair each and Dean flipped through Netflix to find something they could both watch. Netflix had Final Destination listed as the top viewed and Dean laughed imagining Billie trailing a group of kids and killing them because they escaped death. The new Halloween was also listed, but Dean had no desire to watch another Michael roaming the neighborhood trying to kill everyone.

Strangely, Sarah liked horror. She liked every title he read, Conjuring 2, Bird box, A quiet place... But Dean didn't. All of these new-age horrors were... Too weird for him. He liked the old plain slice-'n'-dice-'em, with a hot girl getting slashed and the cute guy getting gutted and only one survives. But there wasn't anything like that on, so Dean finally settled on a movie Sarah suggested - Escape room. He had to hand it to them, they made some pretty interesting scenes. But the fact that this was just some sicko playing with those people hit a little too close to home. Give him a monster movie any day of the week.

Sarah was excited for the first part of the movie, loving how a simple girl figured things out, but as the movie came closer to the ending, it became evident Dean wasn't enjoying it much. Even worse, his thoughts were elsewhere, like the whole storyline reminded him of something bad and when the movie ended the way it did... It seemed to have left him in a pool of anger and depression. Someone must have manipulated him once, Sarah thought.

Still, when the end credits began to roll, he smiled at Sarah and picked up the plates, telling her he will go and wash the dishes while she could relax and watch some more TV if she wanted to. She let him take the dishes, but didn't stay, deciding on following him to the kitchen and lingering in the back, quietly. Dean realized she must have sensed his feelings and was probably worried so he tried to focus on something else. Anything else.

Dean gasped immediately feeling embarrassed about the sound he let out when he felt arms wrapped around his stomach and a body leaned into his, giving him a warm, soothing hug. But then he smiled, a genuine smile because she just radiated this warmth and it felt like sunshine after a rainy day, and she probably didn't even know she did that.

Slowly, he turned around to face her and she watched him with those bright blue eyes of hers and he felt like she could see straight into his soul. Heck, maybe she could. But those blue sapphires were just too damn mesmerizing for him to be able to form a question. His heart pounded hard as her lips neared his and damn, he could smell that lilac in again.

But the real surprising thing was the taste of her kiss, the feel of carnival and the taste of cotton candy. It was just like reliving a happy memory, so soothing and exhilarating and just... Blissful. And too short.

Sarah pulled away smiling at him and asked "I'm sorry about the movie, I should have let you choose. You ok?" There was a bit of concern and guilt in her eyes that beamed at him when he smiled widely, pulled her closer and set another slow kiss on her lips.

"Am now..." He teased a bit between kisses he just couldn't seem to get enough. His hand came to her jawline, his thumb brushing over her cheek for a moment before it traveled down her neck and settled on her shoulder and as he did, her lips started tasting less like cotton candy and more like that cinnamon apple pie Dean loved so much, the same kind that reminded him of the old times. It felt good, it felt a bit nostalgic. It felt like home.

Sarah giggled when his hand came up to her waist to hold her steady and close, his lips unable to part hers, not even for a moment. Her mere presence filled him with tranquility and peace, and he knew. His life changed the moment she came into it, and he wouldn't have it any other way. Maybe finally he could be happy, maybe finally he could allow himself to be. He gripped her waist just a bit tighter, like he wanted to make sure she wasn't going anywhere. To that, Sarah hummed.

Her hand came up to his shoulder and then slowly moved down to his upper arm, feeling the hard muscles under the flannel shirt and she squeezed it just a bit. He let out a hum of his own and all of the sudden he could taste chocolate and... Cherries? No, make that candied cherries. Huh. That was... Unexpected. And quite thrilling. Sarah's kisses became a bit more deeper, a bit more lustful and Dean followed slowly getting lost in her closeness. He felt himself getting excited and could feel Sarah smile into the kiss. Oh, of course, she could probably feel that too. But it didn't matter, not when she drew closer and leaned into him, and his tush coming up to hit the counter behind him. The taste of chocolate intensified and it sent a jolt down to his stomach as their kiss deepened, becoming something much more... Becoming filled with desire.

"Uh... Um... I need to..." Dean said as he pulled away and practically ran down the hall. He was positive she felt that and he didn't know why he was feeling so embarrassed about it. Dean, the ladies man, blushed like a little girl before the prom kiss, Jesus! Dean had no idea why he was acting like this, but it must have had something to do with his growing feelings for her. She wasn't just some random girl he picked up a bar, no she was... Special... To him. She meant something to him, and maybe this reaction was his mind telling him he should take it slow and not just make this about... sex.

He reached his room, but stopped at the door, only then realizing Sarah was following him. She was probably concerned and confused by his behavior and still, he didn't know what to tell her. Because he wanted her. Oh, God, did he want her. But he didn't want to rush it and break them before there was a them. He could almost feel the worry seeping out of Sarah, but he heard her suck in a deep breath and he felt her inch closer, almost leaning on his back. He closed his eyes heavily, feeling her breath on his neck, so warm and tingling.

"So was that a gun or were you just happy to be kissing me?"

"Oh! My! God!" Dean exclaimed laughing so hard and turning to Sarah. It was the worst pick up line he heard, and he has heard and delivered plenty, it was so cheesy, but it had him laughing six ways to Sunday because it was so perfect. So Sarah. Leave it up to her to make him laugh at any given moment.

She laughed too, slowly toning the laughter down as she watched him. The warm smile lingered as she spoke "I really liked where this was going. But if you don't feel up to it... That's ok too." She said as she glanced down in his chest, playing with a shirt button and then looked up at him again. "It is getting late, I should probably head back to my room and try and catch some sleep." Sarah added and turned around.

A hand grabbed hers and she smiled devilishly before she was forced to turn back and kiss those soft full lips again, slowly melting away in those strong arms. Ok, so revered psychology worked on Dean, good to know.

Dean was lost in that intoxicating taste of her lips once again, too distracted to tell if he was pulling them into his room, or was she pushing them in, not like it mattered. She wanted this as much as he did and that's all that was of any importance right now. He was too lost in those sweet lips of hers, tasting like the most wonderful chocolate he has ever tasted, too lost to notice he took of his shirt while she did the same. Did he even have any shoes on?

He most certainly did notice when she ran her hands down his chest, sending multiple shivers down his spine, and came down to trace his lower stomach, lingering there for a moment before tugging at his belt. His hands were all over her soft skin, skimming up her waist line and going around her back,all the while not separating their lips. But when she tugged at his belt, he pulled away to give her room and only then noticed the pink laced bra that hid away her breasts. And as much as he liked it, it had to go.

Just as Sarah undid his belt he leaned in and kiss her again, more hungrily this time and she reciprocated feeling the butterflies in her stomach flap vigorously. She felt his warm hands move slowly up, almost massaging her back until it came to her bra. She huffed a smile into the kiss as Dean unclasped it with ease, and immediately she pressed herself closer. Dean gasped at the feeling of her breasts against his chest, they were so warm. The kissing continued passionately, Dean's hands caressing her bare back as her hands traveled from his shoulders back to his chest and down his not-so-firm-anymore abs. He felt her fingers tracing his skin just on the outline of his jeans and just as they became too tight for him Sarah managed to undo that button, and the zipper undid itself as Dean's erection sprung free along with not so confining boxers with hearts on them.

Sarah glanced down and started giggling. "Oh, is my underwear that funny?" Dean asked falsely offended as he tried to remove Sarah's jeans. Damn girls and their tight jeans, they look amazing in them, but they are a real pain to remove. Still, makes Dean appreciate a bit more the trouble woman go through to look that good.

"No, they're adorable." Sarah giggled some more, he face buried in Dean's shoulder. She had no idea why, but he smelled like pines and forest and it felt so good so... Calming. She could feel him shiver whenever she let out a breath, clearly affected, so she purposely leaned in and let out a warm breath in the crook of his neck and she could feel Dean pause his movement, and let out a small sound, something between a grunt and a moan. She was driving him crazy. Just as he seemed to have collected himself, Sarah took a step further and pressed her lips against his skin, and this time, no matter how much he tried to contain it, a moan escaped Dean's throat.

Dean was slowly getting dizzy. He has been with women so many times before, but this was... This was different. He didn't know if it had something to do with the angel blood, maybe Sarah letting out some pheromones or something, if that was the case, he didn't care. It was just too damn good. There was a small chance that this had more to do with his own feelings for her, or maybe that they just went so well together and he liked that idea. Maybe this was the universe saying he deserved to be happy. Maybe she was made for him.

Dean snapped out of it when he noticed Sarah came to his aid and slid her own jeans over her hips, letting the gravity do the rest and curiosity got the best o him and he just had to glance down. If he wasn't so turned on by her kisses he would have laughed at the pink laced panties that matched that pink laced bra, but he had to admit it all added to the amazing moment and this... He didn't want it to end.

Apparently, neither did Sarah.

He was getting to lost in the feel of her lips, in the smell of her soft skin, he needed to do something, he needed to feel her even closer, he needed to taste her. Her lips still tasted of chocolate and cherry syrup, but he moved away from her lips, around her jaw line and down her neck and he saw her let her head fall back, allowing him more access. Seemed like she liked it, if her heavy breathing was any indication. So he kept kissing leaving little red marks down her neck all the way to her shoulder and down her collar bone and he could feel her heart pounding and her breath coming out short.

"D... Dean... I..." She tried, her words slurry and lost between each breath, and then Dean felt himself being pushed away. Maybe he went to far too fast, maybe she wasn't enjoying it as much. Or maybe she was just trying to get him down to that bed that was behind him, the same one he fell on once she pushed him again. He sat on it, letting his hands fall back to stop him from falling all the way down and he pulled himself forward, setting his hand on her hips and pulling her closer to trace more kisses on her stomach. He felt her hands in his hair, coming down to his cheek and he slowly hooked her panties with his finger and puled them down. He looked up at her, his eyes sparkling with lust and she looked down on him and smiled between those hot breaths. She was so beautiful like this, flustered, her lips a bit swollen from his kisses, her breasts rising up and down trying to catch air into her lungs.

Sarah leaned down and let their lips meet again, savoring his taste as she pushed him to lay on the bed and Dean watched her remove his jeans all the way before her fingers came up to the rim of his boxers and he felt some strange burning in his cheeks as she slowly pulled them down, her face only inches away from his pulsing member. He swallowed hard watching her lick her lips before biting down on the lower one as her hand traveled from his knee up his thigh. He sucked in a sharp breath as her fingers traced around his crotch, coming up so near and then brushing past it, going up his stomach. Her teasing smile filled Dean's chest with affection, but the next second he was gasping again as she crawled up to him, his member brushing between her breasts as she moved up. When she reached him,she set more kisses on his lips, making them part open to allow her tongue to slip in and caress his.

Without even looking, Dean reached to his nightstand and pulled out a few condoms from the drawer, ripping one from the others and the fumbling blindly with it, trying to opened it. Sarah broke the kiss and took it from him, opening it up and then carefully pulling it over Dean's... Body part.

Slowly, she moved into position and Dean held his breath watching her straighten up, her body curling to the sides to settle and then slowly moving down, gently taking him in. He watched her, breath held as she closed her eyes and bit down in her lower lip, feeling her all around his hard member, feeling the warmth and the incredible tightness. He heard her breath out gingerly, her breath hitching up just a bit, a slight pained frown crossing her face only for a split second. Dean almost missed it.

"You... - he stopped to clear his dry throat - You ok?"

"Ahm." Sarah confirmed with a not, just sitting there and breathing for a moment before she spoke again, her eyes still closed tight. "It's just... It's just a little bit big." Oh, God he was hurting her, and he never wanted to do that. In his worry, he tried to move, the motion only hurting her more and having her let out a small grunt.

"Oh, I... I'm so sorry.. I..." Dean tried, suddenly starting to panic, not knowing what to do. Maybe she should get up, and get off and they should stop and...

"Shh... Stop. Don't... Move." She said breathing in and out, pausing for another moment before speaking again, her voice quiet, almost a whisper. "Just... Stay. There... Just... Just give me... A second." And Dean fell still, perfectly still, almost not breathing, concern written on his face as he watched her breath in and out. He was so worried that he hurt her, even if she was the one that was on top, she pulled all the moves. He did the only thing he could, letting his hands caress her hips, offering a bit of a comfort or a bit of a distraction, either way, she didn't seem to mind that.

Finally, she opened her eyes, and looked down on him, and he swore she could see the entire galaxy in those bright blues. He stared at them, mesmerized, his mouth hanging slightly open, looking much like a little kid. Sarah carefully leaned in and kissed him much more tenderly, Dean feeling each movement she made as he moved with her, within her. She pulled away after a minute or so, and he almost followed after her elusive lips but stopped himself and opened his eyes to see her smile a bit devilishly at him. And then she started moving, ever so slowly at first, rocking back and forth and dear Lord! he could feel it all, his member moving inside of her, brushing against everything and being so tight, it felt incredibly good.

She moved and moved, back and forth, and Dean's hand gripped her hips anchoring her, their eyes still locked on each other. Their breaths increased up to small pants, both getting lost in that amazing feeling of being connected. Dean watched her and she licked her dry lips before leaning in to steal more kisses, both feeling the thrill clouding their minds. He reached and cupped her cheeks, then slowly moving his lips to kiss he neck again. He must have kissed the right spot because he could feel her shiver and he could hear her hum between the panting, so he pressed on to tease that same spot.

Sarah's movements slowed to a still and then she raised up, letting him out, but not all the way. She leaned a bit into him and he seized the opportunity to trace his kisses down her collarbone, his hand coming up to cup her breast. She drew in a shaky breath as his soft lips brushed against her nipple and unknowingly, she started to sink back down on him, making him moan. But as she sat back down, she was too far out of reach and apparently she liked what he was doing, because she was rising up again, leading her breasts to his warm mouth. She sat down and rose again, sat and rose, and after a while, the feel of his big hard cock going inside of her and then back out, hitting that special spot over and over again made her get lost in the pure bliss of it and she straightened herself up, arching her back and sliding down Dean in a bit of a different angle making them both moan.

Dean's hands gripped her hips tight again and he helped her move up and down as he stared back at her, she was so damn beautiful like this. All he could focus on was her and even that was slowly slipping away as he felt himself nearing the edge, engulfed in that intoxicating feeling of her body, of how good she felt around him, of how it all was slowly driving him mad. She sat back down, a bit harder, and grunted again, but then laid on him, burring her head in his neck. She started kissing him, leaving small bites down his neck and spoke up between kisses.

"D... Dean... That's... I need... You..."

"I'm right here." He said panting harder and harder.

"No... I need you... I... Need you to... I can't..." Slight worry washed over him, but she kept moving and he kept letting her, her closeness clouding his mind completely. God he was so close, he felt like he was falling apart underneath her. "D... Dean.. I need... I can't... Move... I need you to... to move... F... Fa... Faster." A strong jolt shook his entire system at her words and his eyes went wide for only a moment before he griped her hips hard, steadied her and thrusted up into her. "Oh! Yes, Dean! F... Faster... Faster..." Her words alone would be enough to make him explode for the ecstasy, but she wasn't there yet, not quite yet and he thrusted up again and she screamed his name and immediately yelled "Ha... Harder..." as if she was assuring him it was a scream of pleasure and Dean obliged hanging on barely. He thrusted once more, and she screamed his name once again, falling apart, clenching all around his rock hard member making him gasp at the feeling. Thrusting two more times left him a moaning shouting mess too. And then. Then he saw the stars.

Or were those her eyes?

He wasn't sure, all he knew is that she was in his arms as he came down from that high, both panting hard trying to regain their breath. He pulled her a bit up and slipped out of her, and she gave out a disgruntled sound, not moving to get off of him. And he actually liked it. She felt like a warm blanket wrapped around him, but he reached to a side of his bed and pulled a real blanket to throw over them both. To that, Sarah hummed pleasingly and he huffed a smile.

He could feel her chest rising with every breath she took and he could feel her heart beating, feeling like it was beating in sync with his own. This. Felt good. Felt perfect. God, I hope this is real. Dean thought to himself, it wasn't real, he she was never really their, Dean knew it would be the last straw and that he would finally break.

As if she heard his thoughts Sarah lifted her head from where it was resting on his chest and looked him in the eyes. "You're really one of a kind, you know that?" She meant it too. She had relations before, but the way Dean seemed to understand everything about her just from a single touch, move, kiss... It was amazing. "Just so you know, I am not letting you go. Like ever."

What she said made him smile as he looked back at her with warmth in his eyes. "Yeah... Yeah... - he said in a teasing matter - I don't believe you."

"Why not?" She asked, lifting her head up even more to look at him properly, a slightly confused expression on her face.

"Well... Cuz... Sooner or later... One of us is going to have to pee.." Dean started with a serious expression and as Sarah rolled her eyes at him, while her lips quirked into a smile, he continued "... Or to eat something, maybe drink some water... Take a shower..."

"Yeah, no. Nope. Not happening." Sarah said laying back on him, her arms hugging him tightly and her legs intertwining with his. He smiled gently looking down at her as she settled back and he raised his hand to caress her hair. He hadn't even noticed when she lost the scrunchie and the , but as her lavishing hair was spread around his torso, he realized he liked it just a bit better that way. And whist this was the first time he was seeing her with her hair down, he liked to think it was for his eyes only. Maybe he was the first and the only one to see her like that, with her hair and her guard down. Remembering her words from before, maybe he really was.

Maybe she was really made just for him.


Dean woke up so well rested and with a smile. He must have fell asleep thinking about Sarah and realized that some time during the night she moved off of him and was now hugging him from behind, acting like a big spoon. Meaning he was the little spoon. He moved away, got up into a sitting position and smiled feeling slightly embarrassed as he ran his hands over his face.

He glanced back at her, all that hair covering up her face and he leaned in to move it away. She hummed in response but didn't wake up, a satisfying smile flashing upon her face. Dean lingered a bit, just watching her sleep and enjoying the quiet moment. His thoughts were once again directed at her and of what happened last night.

And then he remembered. "Oh... Eh..." Looking down on himself, he pinched the used condom between two fingers, and finally took the damn thing off, tossing it into a bin. Yeah, he really needed that shower. But then as he tried to get up, he felt her hand on his, and he allowed her to intertwine their fingers together. She seemed to still be asleep so he was suprised when she spoke up. Or rather mumbled.

"Wh'r ya goin'?"

"Shower." He replied.

"Nu-huh."

"Why not?" He asked with a slight frown.

"N't let'n' ya go." She simply replied and Dean started laughing at that.

"Alright... How about you join me then?" He teased back and couldn't hold another laugh as her eyes shot wide open at his insinuation. Smiling, she rose rose up and leaned to peck him on the lips, not wanting him to feel her morning breath and then answered his question.

"Now, that... I can do."


"Something smells amazing!" Julia said as they entered the hallway that lead from the garage to the kitchen. It was almost evening when they arrived, and Juls kept complaining she was hungry, but Sam said that Sarah was making dinner and Dean told them not to stop to eat. She was a little sceptical about Sarah, but remembered the last meal she made and it made her mouth water.

"Sure does." Sam replied carting in her luggage. He glanced over on her bike as they came in, only then realizing she left it behind on purpose, to have a reason to come back if her father insisted she stayed with him. The thought made him smile.

"Hey, guys." Sarah said in what Julia would describe as a over-cheery voice. "Ok, go wash up, dinner is almost ready."

"What smells so good?" Sam asked nodding as to say hello.

"Oh, this? This is... It is a Slovakian traditional dish. It is beef goulash with champignons stuffed inside a potato pancake." Sarah explained and both just gaped at her.

"Has beer in it too." Dean added with a wide smile as he popped in.

"Ok, let me get this straight. It has meat, pancake AND beer inside?" Julia asked staring at what Sarah was doing. The blond was just putting on finishing touches on the dish serving it with lettuce and she replied without even looking back.

"A-huh."

"Awesome!" Julia replied as she ran towards the bathrooms to wash up, leaving Sam to huff a smile and carry the rest of the luggage.

The very first bite Julia and Dean took made them moan loudly in delight while both Sam and Sarah flushed in slight embarrassment at the sounds their partners were making. Sam tried it and hummed, nodding at Sarah, saying it tasted amazing, while Juls and Dean just stuffed their faces in it. The rest of the evening went on in small talk, Sam and Juls telling about their encounter with a demon. A demon. A random demon. Juls wasn't ready to talk about her past, and the only one that remained clueless was Dean. Sarah naturally sensed some deeper issues, but decided to say nothing on the matter.

The evening pasted and dinner was done, Julia going to Sam's room to unpack a few things she knew she will be needing that night and Sarah went back to the kitchen to do the dishes. Dean offered to help, but she waved him off, telling him she's got it and that he could take a moment or two to talk to Sam. They both smiled watching her blond ponytail bouncing as she left the room.

"So..." Dean said.

"So..." Sam repeated and Dean smiled at him.

"We're really doing this, huh?" Dean asked reffering to the girls and Sam huffed a smile.

"Yup."

They both looked at one another, words completely irrelevant as they both knew what the other one was thinking. Even though Dean was a bit surprised by Julia's character, he would still support his brother and try to be friends with her, despite them butting heads from the start. Sam was actually intrigued by Sarah and the possibility she might have demon blood in her. That is until Dean informed him otherwise.

"She has angel blood in her system, not demon blood." Dean started and Sam frowned in surprise at him. Dean told him all about the encounter with Ezekiel and ended the story with the possibility that Sarah might have Gabriel's blood in her system which would account for the extent of her powers. Sam was actually intrigued by all of it, and just like Dean, not at all taken aback by the fact that she was different. Heck, ten years ago he was considered a freak himself.

When Sarah came back into the room, Sam looked up at her with some spark of acceptance in his eyes and Sarah noticed. "You told him, didn't you?" She asked Dean, not a smidge of anger or resentment in her voice. She just took a deep breath and smiled at Sam as he told her he was completely ok with it and that he was even interested to learn what her exact powers were. She could only describe the glace at a person's soul she was able to do, and occasionally sense other people's emotions, but other than that, she wasn't sure.

It was Dean who said she could smite and heal, having done so when she was driven by emotions, that she could make someone fall asleep and that she could probably dreamwalk. That was when Sarah learned that the beach and ocean dream she had back at the hospital was in fact real on Dean's part. They both shared a look, both remembering the kids in that dream, but decided not to bring it up. Yet.

"I would like to help you learn how to use those other powers." Sam said and could see some indecisiveness in Sarah's eyes.

"You don't have to if you don't want to." Dean said and she smiled at him, saying she will think it over.

Julia came in, and immediately all three could tell something's wrong. "Juls, what is it?" Sam asked getting up from the table.

"A friend of mine from Baltimore is in trouble. I am not sure if it is supernatural trouble, but it certainly is weird and I need to go help her." Julia explained and Sam immediately responded.

"I'll come with you."

Dean glanced back at Sarah and she looked at him, sensing he too wanted to go, but knew if she asked him to, he would stay behind. "Can... Can we come too?" Sarah asked, not just because she thought it would make Dean happy, but also feeling like they were supposed to come along too.

"Oh, yeah! Roadtrip!" Dean exclaimed, feeling excited about their very first joint hunt. That might not even be a hunt, but what the heck. Both Sam and Sarah huffed a smile at his antics and Julia huffed in annoyance at his cheeky attitude while her friend was in trouble. But she guessed an extra set of eyes and ears couldn't hurt. And she wouldn't admit it, but she was curious about Sarah too and this might be a good opportunity to see what the girl can do.

So, since it was a 20 hour drive to Baltimore, they agreed to get a few hours of shut eye and then head out in the dead of night, so that, with pit stops and all, they could make it there first thing Monday morning. They would take the Impala and switch drivers not stopping for a night anywhere and Julia could fill them in along the way.

And just like that, a new case was on a horisont and each of them had some different expectations and fears that kept them up for most of the night. Time to see how well would they function as a group. As a family.


A/N: That's it folks!

Tell me how much you liked it, especially this last chapter. Lol. Seriously thought, be honest, on a scale of one to ten, how would you rate it? It is my very first romance kinda fic and I wish to know if it was a success.

Still that won't stop me from making a sequel. Haven't you all wondered where Cas was this entire time? Maybe we should go and see? Keep a lookout for a new story called "Curious Case of Castiel"

Toddle-oo.