Dean woke up in an unfamiliar surrounding and it took him a couple minutes to realize that he was holding onto CJ. She was sleeping soundly with her head on his chest, arm draped across his stomach, their legs tangled together, and she had a smile on her face. He liked seeing that smile on her face. It seemed genuine to him.
"CJ." He felt bad for waking her up, but he needed to know what the game plan for today was.
"Hm?"
"What time do we need to get out of bed?"
"Whenever. I don't have physical therapy on Wednesdays so I just do little knee work outs at home and help Beth with Lyric and the dogs." Her explanation was barely audible since she was mumbling into his skin, but he caught the gist and rubbed her back.
"When do you want to head over there?" Dean asked, his question catching CJ off guard and causing the blonde to sit up to look at him.
"We don't have to-"
"I want to, if that's fine with you." He cut her off with a small smile, gently pushing her hair out of her face.
"You're sure?" CJ asked as she dragged her index finger along his jawline, her nails lightly scratching through his stubble. Her nails had gotten longer and Dean loved how they felt digging into his back the night before. She might have broken into his skin last night, and he didn't know how to tell her that he loved it like that.
"Why wouldn't I? Beth is cool, Lyric is pretty cute, and the dogs are great."
"We can shower, eat breakfast, and then go. If that's what you want, Dean."
"That's fine with me. What time is it?" Dean mumbled, blindly searching the nightstand for his phone.
"I think it's in your pants."
"That's not an hour in the day." Dean joked and CJ shook her head with a smile as she leaned to her side of the bed to fish her phone out of her coat pocket.
"It's noon, jerk."
"I needed all that sleep. The sex was really good for me too, honeybee."
"I've got to come up with some cute name for you." CJ mumbled as she got out of bed and Dean watched her walk to the bathroom. "You're welcome to join me."
Not needing any further motivation to get out of bed, Dean all but jumped out of bed to follow her to the bathroom. She was examining the shower controls when he reached passed her and turned it on for her. She looked back at him, confusion evident in her face, and he could only kiss her lips.
"This is like the shower at my place." Dean explained as they stepped into the shower and CJ nodded.
"It's a little space age for me." She admitted with a sheepish smile, closing her eyes when he started massaging her scalp underneath the warm stream of water.
"It was for me, too, at first. You'll get used to it the more you use it." He assured, continuing to massage her scalp. "Something tells me you like this."
"More than I'd like to admit."
After a heated game of rock-paper-scissors, Dean won the right to drive while CJ was forced to play navigator for him. He knew that she didn't really mind, but she pouted anyways and that was one cute pout. Once they got in the car her pout turned into a small smile and he felt a smile settle onto his face as he started her little custom BMW M6 Convertible.
He wasn't at all surprised that she didn't have a flashier car. She liked laying low, which is why her jackets almost always had hoods and if they didn't she looked as inconspicuous as possible. When it came to her talents she could be the most narcissistic bitch you ever met, but she didn't like being recognized in public unless she was scheduled to do a signing. She didn't like drawing unnecessary attention to herself, so she went to what she could to stay out of the spotlight if she wasn't putting another woman in The Liontamer.
"Can I start calling you pookie?" CJ asked with a small smile, leaning on the center console and looking at him.
"I draw the line at pookie." Dean chuckled, taking her hand in his free one as he stopped at a red light. He wasn't sure if holding hands was in the deal, but she was going to have to deal with it because he didn't want to let go.
"What about honeybuns?"
"Why honeybuns?" He asked, looking down at her while she smirked up at him.
"Because you have a sweet ass."
"No." The over exaggerated, highly exasperated, sigh that escaped the blonde made him wink down at her before the arrow turned green and he made the left turn. "But thank you. I put a lot of work into my ass."
"Watch the sass, sugar lips."
"Sounds like something you'd hear in a porno from the seventies."
"So you're saying you'd be the sexy pool boy to my naughty housewife?" CJ asked, looking up at Dean with curiosity evident in those bright blue eyes.
"I'd prefer being the bad cop who pulls you over for speeding and then fucks you on the side of the road instead of giving you a ticket." Dean mused, keeping his eyes on the road while CJ bit her lip as an image of Dean in a police like uniform popped into her head. She didn't come up with the traditional traffic cop getup and instead pictured him in his Shield gear.
"Would you get a cheesy cop costume or would you wear your ring stuff?"
"Whichever you wanted. The all black thing turns you on, doesn't it?"
"You know it, sugar tits."
"If anything I should be calling you sugar tits, honeybee. Not the other way around." Dean corrected, making the left turn into Adam and Beth's neighborhood.
"Why do you call me honeybee?" CJ asked, meeting Dean's gaze momentarily. He only gave her hand a gentle squeeze and it was quiet in the car for the next couple minutes.
"I'm not ready to tell you that just yet, CJ." Dean murmured as he parked in the driveway and she nodded, watching him carefully as he let go of her hand so he could turn the key to shut off the engine.
"When?"
"In time, I promise. Just be patient, honeybee."
"Alright, tiger." Her playful wink was enough to bring the serious atmosphere into a lighter one as the two started to laugh together. CJ liked how easy things were with Dean and hoped nothing complicated their current relationship-like thing that they had going on.
Beth wanted the big dogs and the baby out of the house so she could have a few moments of time to herself while she had the ultimate babysitting service, so CJ happily got Lyric dressed and Dean put Tundra and Shine on their leashes before they went on a walk. Dean insisted that CJ push the large stroller so that she had something to lean on and keep as much weight off her knee as possible, so he held the leashes while they walked to the nearby leash-free dog park. Although Dean wasn't sure how well leash-free would work with Shine being deaf, but CJ looked like she knew what she was doing, so he just rolled with it and unclipped the leashes with CJ told him to and followed her to a bench.
Dean watched as CJ carefully took Lyric out of the stroller and the way she held the baby. He knew that CJ would make an amazing mother should she ever have kids. If she did, it probably would be with Seth because he wasn't sure that he wanted the ultimate commitment that came with kids. Having kids means that he'd have to deal with that woman forever, regardless of whether or not he stayed with that woman. Never mind the fact that bad patenting was probably a genetic trait so he'd probably be the shittiest father ever and run like his father did. He didn't want to run from CJ.
"What are you thinking about, Dean?" CJ asked, looking over at her lover in slight confusion. He only shrugged, draping his arm across the back of the bench behind her shoulders. He saw in her eyes that she wasn't going to let it go and sighed, scooting closer to her.
"How good of a mother you'd be. The way you take care of the squirt that had me impressed." He answered, figuring that giving half of the full story was better than nothing. She seemed to accept his answer and nodded, checking Lyric's diaper before she started rocking the baby to sleep.
"Well, honey badger, I do what I've been taught to do."
"Honey badger?" Dean asked, leaning in closer to look at the sleeping baby.
"I like that one." CJ stated simply, glancing up at him briefly. "Don't you?"
"I don't even know what a honey badger is."
"It's you. Don't worry about it."
"CJ, I think she just threw up on me." Dean called from the living took, making both women in the kitchen laugh quietly amongst themselves. Dean had been reluctant to be alone in the same room as Lyric, but they could only assume that he picked her up sometime after they left him alone in there so they could make lunch. "Beth, what do I do?"
"Go help your boyfriend, Chrissie. We could use a shirtless man walking around the house." Beth instructed, looking over at CJ who was looking in the direction of the living room.
"Elizabeth Kocianski." CJ gasped in mock horror. "You are so right. I'll be right back." Beth only chuckled as CJ walked out of the kitchen, almost walking to the living room with purpose. "And he's not my boyfriend."
What she saw was probably the cutest position Dean had ever been in. Holding Lyric above his head, shirt kind of messed up, but he was smiling up at Lyric and started making airplane noises as he started slowly moving her in the air. CJ couldn't help but smile and take a picture of the scene, even though she wasn't going to put it online. Adam and Beth didn't want pictures of Lyric all over the internet and she was going to respect that, regardless of how cute Dean was.
"I don't need help anymore, CJ, we've settled our differences." Dean assured when he saw CJ, but she still took Lyric out of his hands and held her close. Dean playfully glared up at CJ as he sat up and she chuckled.
"I'll give her back. Just take your shirt off so I can throw it in the washing machine."
"Beth is alright with me not having a shirt on?"
"She suggested it. Take off your shirt." CJ requested a second time, biting her lip when he started to pull his shirt up slowly. She always enjoyed the view of a shirtless Dean Ambrose, regardless of how appropriate the situation was.
"Can I have my friend back now?"
"Of course. Lunch will be ready soon." CJ said as she handed Lyric back to Dean and he smiled at the baby.
"Thanks, honeybee."
"Anytime, honey badger." CJ called as she walked out of the living room and down to the laundry room, holding Dean's shirt so that she wouldn't get spit up on her hands while she took care of his shirt. Her phone vibrated in her pocket and she looked to see that she had gotten a couple picture messages from Beth, and they were pictures of her and Dean with Lyric in the mix. To anybody that didn't know better, they'd think that Lyric was CJ and Dean's baby.
"You cannot tell me that you don't think you and Dean would be good parents." Beth said as soon as CJ walked into the kitchen. CJ took one look at the spoon being pointed at her and shook her head, going back to slicing the carrots.
"I can, though. Other people's children are different than children of your own. Way different. I can hardly take care of myself, how the hell am I going to take care of a family?"
"You wouldn't be alone."
"It's a bit soon for me to be talking kids, Beth." CJ dismissed, smiling when Tundra came to sit at her feet.
"You and Dean would be the best babysitters, then." Beth decided, knowing that CJ would be thinking about what she wanted now that seeds had been planted in her head.
Beth and Adam had a plan. They knew that CJ was obviously feeling some deep things for Dean, but she wasn't going to do anything about those feelings until she realized herself that she didn't want to live a lonely life. The older couple knew that CJ needed somebody she could relate to, and she had that in Dean. So, they'd be planting things for her to think about in her head whenever possible as their own way of helping her think about what she wanted. They only wanted CJ to be happy, and they'd do anything to make sure that she achieved her happiness and wasn't alone for the rest of her life.
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