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First off. ginkies, dandy44, Dean's Sassy Seductress, Lucy Colt, Jannine90, sam and dean crazy ass wrench, Sparkly Blue Eyes: THANK you so much girls for the awesome reviews, you all rock, I hope you'll like this chapter as well.

Second off. I'll try to make this as short as possible – good luck with that. ;P I just can't get over the fact this is ch50 :O yes, and its more than half the way to the end. I only want to thank you all, who kept this story going since it started - one and half years ago, till this moment. Everyone who ever read and supported me, thank you, some are here from the start, some joined us later, and some I don't hear from anymore, still, I want to thank each and everyone of you. Being so grateful to this story for getting me to know such awesome people, being friends with many of you too, I would love to thank you one by one, but I don't want to forget anyone, so, thank you, I mean every word. I hope you will like the rest of what's coming up in this story and that you will stick with me till the end, supporting me and keeping me going. Thank you and I love you all :)

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Is this the whole picture or is it just the start?

Is this the way you love me? You're capturing my heart.

I used to try and walk alone. But I've begun to grow

And when you tell me just to rest, I'm finally letting go, I let go.

And I'm here to stay, nothing can separate us,

And I know I'm okay,

You cradle me gently, wrapped in your arms I'm home.

Wrapped in Your Arms, by Firelfight.

...

Eve's P.O.V

"No Sam, you aren't." I replied to Sam's question moving away from Arial, sitting back on the kitchen table. Sam looked at me suspiciously walking into the kitchen. "Good morning." I said innocently smiling at him, but Sam was no longer looking at me, he was glaring at Arial. And I knew the Winchester protective gene was going to kick in.

"Morning Eve." Sam said with a smile. "Arial." He said to the angel who gave him a small smile, still standing next to me.

That was a first, Sam and Arial didn't connect much. I knew what Arial and Dean felt toward each other, Castiel too. And of course the friendship between the Winchesters and Cas. But when it came to Arial and Sam, I had no clue, they didn't speak much, it wasn't necessary. So, it was a little confusing for me.

"I better go now," Arial told me putting his head on my shoulder catching my attention making me look up at him, nodding. "Call me if you need anything." He said and he didn't wait for me to replay, he vanished.

"There is a lot of food in the fridge, and I made coffee too." I told Sam who was standing there staring at me. "Want a bite?" I teased showing him my sandwich.

"No thanks." Sam said laughing a little and went to pour himself a cup of coffee. "You know," He started turning around.

"I know what you are gonna say Winchester." I interrupted. "I know that look; your brother gave it to me a zillion times." I told him rolling my eyes.

"Well, you of all people know better, about Arial I mean." Sam said giving me the guilt trip version of the puppy eyes. Did he say 'about Arial' and gave me that look? Yeah, he did. And that made me look at him in confusion. "Oh, you were out then." He mumbled talking to himself.

"Dude, what is going on?" I asked Sam, snapping a little, he was being mysterious and I hated it, I hated to believe Sam knew more than he was supposed to.

"You missed some good action when you were in that evil coma." Sam teased looking amused, he walked and sat across the table. "Well, at some point, Dean and Arial got into a fight because the two of them were not listening to Cas. And to break that fight, Cas threaten Arial that if he didn't stop, he will snitch him out for being in love with you." Sam told me and I felt my mouth drop.

"Shit!" That was all I could say. "That's just peachy. Not only Dean is one hundred percent sure about Arial but the whole world knows, even Castiel." I said, I was muttering to myself. Knowing that not only Cas knew about Arial but Dean, Sam and Bobby too, which wasn't good. I mean, I knew and still believe that Arial's emotion will get us all screwed one day, mostly me, but I was counting on hiding it, now, it was more dangerous, and awkward with Dean. My guardian angel and my human boyfriend. That was awesome, just peachy.

"Eve, it doesn't matter," Sam said making me snap out of my thoughts. "Dean already had his suspensions, he knew. And Castiel, come on, it's Castiel. Me and Bobby on the other hand, we didn't know, and I don't think it matters, Dean is your boyfriend, who you should be careful around after this little incident," Sam said air quoting incident. "If it was him walking in the kitchen with you and Arial like that," Sam paused giving me the 'you know better' look. And I knew better, he was right. "And Cas, he knew the whole time, but he said nothing, only blackmailed Arial when he was going to hurt himself and Dean, so its fine." He finished giving me a tiny shrug drinking from his coffee.

"Logical." I said sounding convinced. Sam smiled at me smugly.

"It's me; of course it's logical!" Sam teased, and I made a face at him. "Anyway, I need to go now." Sam said standing up; I glanced up at him confused. "Bobby wants me in a hunt or something, he called me saying two words 'downtown eejit' so," Sam told me and I couldn't help but chuckle.

"Gotta love the man's accuracy," I said and Sam just sighed looking at me sarcastically.

"I better go before eejit turns into something worse." Sam said in a hurry. "When Dean wakes up call us." He asked and I nodded at him.

"Sure thing." I smiled seeing him walking out. "Tell Bobby morning for me." I shouted after Sam, he mumbled something that I couldn't hear. "Right back at you." I muttered getting up off the table, I was done with my food and coffee now, washing the only dish and two cups me and Sam drank in. I was done with homework, and I thought I would make some food for us from the stuff Arial brought. Sam and Bobby were probably going to be home late if it was a hunt like Sam said and they probably will be hungry, even if they ate something during the day, I knew them better. And Dean, he needs food, after all the blood he lost last night, and knowing that he wasn't eating much when I was out, I owe him that. Although I wouldn't count much on my food, putting random stuff in all together then add some sauce and cook them for twenty minutes doesn't make me Martha Stewart, so. But I meant to do my best, if not, it would be another night with crappy greasy pizza.

I decided to make us some pasta and grilled chicken for launch, it was still early and I had nothing else to do, Dean was asleep, Sam and Bobby were out, and it being early was sure better than being late, mostly with my awesome cooking skills. No one knew if the food was going to be good or I would simply start over. I also decided to make us some pie, which was risky. No pies, lets stick with the normal simple cookies. Cooking is so overrated. And for someone who hates cooking, I was starting to enjoy it a little bit, I wasn't in a hurry, I was making the food I love, for people I love, maybe that was the reason. But I didn't think much about it starting to sing and cook at the same time.

"*If I die young bury me in satin. Lay me down on a bed of roses. Sink me in the river at dawn. Send me away with the words of a love song. Oh, oh, oh, oh," I started to sing this song, it was stuck in my head, I didn't even remember where I heard it, but it was good and I didn't complain, even though it was kind of sad.

"The sharp knife of a short life, well. I've had just enough time." I kept singing this sad song; I thought it was fitting my situation. Maybe that was why it was stuck in my mind? "And I'll be wearing white when I come into your kingdom. I'm as green as the ring on my little cold finger." I wasn't that green, but it still worked for me.

"I've never known the lovin' of a man, but it sure felt nice when he was holding my hand." Well Dean loves me, but it was still fitting. I was young, and I was probably going to die young too, my bet was it would be before I hit thirty. I knew that and I wasn't cool with it, no one would, I was only twenty seven. "The sharp knife of a short life, well. I've had just enough time." I didn't really have enough time, I lost seven years of my life, and now I was wasting the rest, so no, I didn't have enough time, that part didn't suit me.

"A penny for my thoughts, oh no I'll sell them for a dollar. They're worth so much more after I'm a goner." I kept singing. I wasn't much fan of country music, but that song was awesome. "And maybe then you'll hear the words I've been singin'. Funny when you're dead how people start listenin'." I sighed, I wasn't really sure of that thought. But who cares? When I'm dead, I'm dead. I would be missed, or thought of, or even remembered, all that didn't matter, because I won't be there to know. Damn that song.

"Gather up your tears; keep 'em in your pocket. Save them for a time when your really gonna need 'em, oh." I was still singing, and for a simple song, that one made me think a lot, I hated it, it was worse than a Breaking Benjamin song, and those made me think, quests of life, hard times and getting over your fears, all these deals. That made me hate the song I was in love with in a few moments. "The sharp knife of a short life, well. I've had just enough time." I finished the song as the world started to get a little bit blurry, seriously, I hated that song now.

"What? Is that it, no more songs?" I heard Dean's voice saying. My heart started to race, turning around I saw him standing by the door smiling at me. I stared at him for a few seconds, I wanted to run to him and hug him to heaven, but I just couldn't move, just looking at him, I was frozen. "No hugs for me?" He pouted walking into the kitchen.

"Hugs? Hugs will be only the start Dean." I said and hurried throwing myself into his arms, hugging him tight and hard, as much as I could. Last night was a nightmare, thinking that I'd lose Dean. Oh God, I was going to die. Losing Dean? That would be it for me, I'd crash and burn in a matter of seconds if that happened. "Don't you ever do that again," I said into his chest, still hugging him like he was going to run away or something. Dean kissed my head, hugging me tighter to him, making me feel safe just by being there. Something I never felt but with Dean, in his arms.

"See what it feels like when you go all coma on me?" Dean joked kissing my head again, feeling his hand brushing my hair away from my face, as he backed away a little making me pull back.

"Don't joke about this Dean; it wasn't funny seeing you dying while I had nothing to do." I told him getting emotional remembering what happened last night. He looked down at me with his piercing green eyes, making me stare into them.

"I don't even know what happened Eve, all I remember is that we were talking, and bam, the next thing I was coughing and things faded into black." Dean told me, he looked confused, and it was clear from the look in his eyes and upon his face. "What happened?" He asked. My eyes moved from looking into his eyes to look at his lips, and, I didn't want to talk now.

"Dean, I have to do this." I said, and not giving him a chance to ask, I leaned up and pressed my lips to his. I didn't want to talk about what happened last night, eventually I was going to tell Dean, or Sam, or even Bobby, but now, all I knew was that I wanted to be in Dean's arms kissing him. I almost lost him, and if it was up to me, I'd stay there for days, not making him move or do anything but being with me, and as selfish – and sorta creepy – as that might sound I wanted it. I didn't care; I almost lose Dean, which was and still a big deal. So, being with him all I wanted and I won't say sorry for it.

"Well, I wouldn't complain, it's better than talking." Dean said kissing me back. The soft eager kiss turned into a passionate eager one, as Dean pressed me harder against him, I was enjoying this, so much, but something clicked in my head.

"Dean," I called softly pulling back from one great kiss, and Dean looked at me confused. I licked my lips biting on them a little. "Sam, we have to call Sam, and Bobby, they are worried." Dean nodded at me.

"Yes, but can we make out a little bit longer?" He pouted leaning again to kiss me, and I didn't need to answer his question, because anything could wait. We kissed a little bit more, and that time things heated faster.

"Dean," I pulled back breathless. "No tongue till you call your brother, come on, it wont take a minute."

Dean grunted glaring at me. "You sure know how to live in the moment." He said mocking me.

"Douche, your brother was up all night, and Bobby, you didn't see how they were like. Least you can do after cursing your stupid self is to call them and tell them you're still breathing." I said shouted at him, ending my sentence with a slap on his shoulder. "Douche."

"We were just kissing, what the hell?" He whined rubbing his shoulder.

"Don't be a baby, call your brother and then we can do whatever." I told him. I pulled my phone out of my pocket and handed it to him. "Here, Sam is out with Bobby, you can call either."

"Fine!" Dean said snatching the phone from me. "Can I text them?" He asked making me glare at him. "Fine, don't pull something. Jeez." He mumbled. "I don't like that song you were singing by the way." Dean said randomly as he was checking out my contacts list on phone for Sam's number. "And I can't find Sam's number here."

"First, I didn't expect you to like the song," I rolled my eyes at him. "Katy Perry lover." I mocked as Dean looked at me with a raised eyebrow. "Give me that," I snatched my phone back. "Sam is number two on speed dial, smartpants." I told him pressing the button already for him.

"Who is number one?" He asked smirking at me.

"Not you." I teased seeing the look on his face, "Just dial the number." I shouted.

"And I don't like that chick's music, I like her," Dean started to explain but I had to cut him off, if he wanted his day to pass without him being bloody and beaten again, he had to stop right there.

"Seriously?" I said and he stopped. "No more talking about music with me please, or other chicks, and call your brother!"

"You knew what I meant from not liking that song," He added, and now I wanted to kick him. "Too bad, you always pick the worst songs." Dean told me making me glare at him.

"Dean, Dean, for the love of God, call your brother." I sighed, I knew Sam was eager to know how his brother was doing, and so was Bobby. What I didn't know, why Dean was staling?

"Why don't we call him later?" Dean asked checking me out, and I knew then what was it all about.

"Dude, you really don't get it, do you?" I huffed. "Okay, call Sam, and tell him to be late Dean, his feelings won't be hurt, he knows you."

"Well forgive me for wanting to spend time with my lovely girlfriend," He said trying to sound nice. I gave him 'come on' look, staring at him with a sarcastic smile on my face. "Eve, I don't even remember we were alone in one place, like never." Dean said looking around the place.

"Really?" I exclaimed and thought about it, the man was right, we were never alone like alone, in one big place all by ourselves, which was a first. I sighed, "But you gotta call Sammy, I think him and Bobby are working on something," I said and Dean looked at me disappointed. "What now?"

"They might ask for help, I don't want to do." He said whining like a three year old.

"Man, I don't feel like spending time with you now Dean, whining isn't sexy." I said teasing him.

"Okay, I got this." He said all determined dialing the number. I shook my head laughing at him, as I walked back to the food that was still on the stove, turning the heat off, I knew I won't be cooking it now, important things to do. Food could wait.

"... And Sam, you can take as much time as you want, you and Bobby have fun all day out." Dean told his brother, making me laugh. I bet Bobby was cursing Dean now, that was his house and Dean was asking him to stay out, no one would have liked that, and that was Bobby, so.

I stood there waiting for Dean to finish his phone call, he smiled at me still talking to Bobby, Dean's face was red, I took that Bobby was probably yelling at him for last night. The whole curse thing and I made a mental note to thank Bobby for that later. I meant to do it too, but he did it first.

"Alright Bobby, I'm sorry, I won't do that again, happy now?" Dean said rolling his eyes at the phone; he looked like a kid who just showed his dad the results of the final exams, promising him he'd study harder next time. Seeing him like that made me laugh, and when he saw that he glared at me. "Bobby, I get it, I do. Can we finish this when you get back home?" He said and paused, Bobby wouldn't stop yelling.

"Give me that." I said asking Dean to hand me the phone. He handed it to me right away. "Hey Bob, look, I'll kick Dean's ass for you till you come, promise." I said into the phone smirking at Dean. "Yes Bobby, and you can yell as much as you can, believe me, I won't stop you. But Dean is still kinda woozy," I told Bobby listening to what he was saying, he was calmer now. "Yeah, alright. See you tonight Bobby, I'm cooking, don't bring food..., alright.. Okay, take care." I said and hung up the phone looking at Dean proudly. "And that's how you do it." I smirked.

"I'm sorry, in case you wanted to yell too." Dean sighed. I looked up at him; putting my phone down on the table and walked over to him.

"I want to yell, yes, you hurt yourself and did something very, very stupid, and," I started but he cut me off.

"Eve, I said I'm sorry. For now, please don't yell. Bobby was very passionate and colorful about it on phone, please." Dean asked me.

"Fine, for now, I won't." I huffed. "But I swear to God, next time you pull such a crappy deal, I'll kill you myself."

"You can't, you love me too much." Dean teased smirking at me. I smiled at him sweetly.

"True, I ask Arial to do it then." I told him with the same sweet smile, seeing the frown that replaced the smug look he used to have.

"Not funny." He pouted like a baby.

"It kinda is." I teased walking to the fridge. "Do you need some food, you lost a lot of blood last night, and you need food." I said and already opened looking for something for Dean to eat. But then I felt his hands wrapping around my waist. "Dude," that was all I said before he pulled me back away from the fridge closing it, pinning me against it.

"I don't need food," Dean said looking down at me, his eyes locked with mine.

"Are you sure?" I said, more like whispered. He nodded leaning down to kiss me softly on the lips. "I didn't get that," he smiled giving me another kiss.

"What about this?" Dean asked pressing himself harder against me. I shook my head, and that time our lips met for a one hell of a passionate kiss, but that was how it started. Dean managed to make it even hotter, heating the kiss even more adding his tongue to the deal.

"Now I get it." I gasped breathless. Dean smiled at me giving me a soft quick kiss, before he backed away. "But why don't we take that upstairs?"

Dean smiled at me. "Sure, I was counting on it." He said making me giggle. "But one thing first," Dean said searching his pockets for something. He was only wearing sweat pants and a plain white t-shirt, looked like he grabbed them fast after he showered, actually his hair was still kind of wet and messy, he looked adorable. "Give me a second, it had a box but I lost it."

"Dean, what had a box?" I asked getting worried, "Dean!"

"Don't worry," He said waving me off. "It's not what you think."

"Huh!" I said sounding disappointed, I had to play with him. And Dean looked up at me in confusion.

"What?" He asked.

"Nothing, I thought you will, you know." I paused sighing. "Never mind."

"Eve, I'm, I-I," He stuttered looking and acting nervous. I kept on my poker face watching him, but couldn't hold longer, as I started to laugh. "That wasn't funny," Dean said making me laugh harder.

"Dude, if you proposed to me, you'll freak me out. Won't be pretty." I teased.

"If I wanted to marry you, I'd marry you." Dean said back.

"Right, and who said I'd say yes?" I said, and I saw the look he gave me. "We dated for less than a year, hell, its not even six months yet."

"So?" Dean said raising an eyebrow. "You saw me in your head for five years, you know what to expect." He smirked smugly that I had to roll my eyes.

"Right, that's exactly why I know that whatever you have now, is not a ring, 'cause I know you too well." Snap.

"You're annoying." He said taking out a necklace from his pocket, finally. He held it in front of me like he was holding a rabbit from its ears. "I got you this last week, after we came back from California. I saw that you took off your family charm, and I thought that one will look good on you," Dean said smiling at me, showing me the necklace, which was beautiful. It was a lock and it's key, silver and just pretty, simple, and gorgeous.

"It's beautiful." I said with a big smile, I couldn't believe how sweet Dean was. I turned around so he'd put the necklace around my neck.

"Looks even better on you than my ex girlfriend," Dean teased when I turned around showing him the necklace. "Yeah, you're hotter than her." He smirked.

"Funny." I smiled leaning up to kiss him. "Thank you, it looks way better than that rusty old thing I was wearing."

"Yeah, the chick at the store said it means something, but I really don't remember, so I will make up a legend and tell it to you later," Dean said and I laughed slapping him playfully on his arm.

"Doesn't matter Dean, it means a lot, and no story needed." I said with a smile, seeing how he was looking at me. God, I love that man. No one and I mean no one ever looked at me like that, I could read him; see right through him, and that look he was giving me... I felt so lucky to have him, he loved me. Those green eyes would never lie, they weren't made to lie. "I love you." I sighed and hugged Dean.

"I love you too." He said hugging me back. We hugged there for a while before I pulled back looking Dean in the eye.

"Let's go to our room."

...

I'm seeing so much clearer, looking through your eyes,

I could never find a safer place, even if I tried.

All the times I've needed you. You've never left my side

I'm clinging to your every word. Don't ever let me go, don't let go.

And I'm here to stay

Nothing can separate us

And I know I'm okay

You cradle me gently

Wrapped in Your arms I'm home, I'm home

I'm wrapped in your arms

...

When we got upstairs, I excused Dean to change, it was unnecessary but I wanted to look good for him, only changing into something nicer than a pair of jeans and a top. I changed into a white lace baby-doll. It was good enough, not that it was going to stay on me for a long time anyway. And I tried to fix my hair, ending up messing it even more, I was very nervous and I didn't know why. Maybe because every time me and Dean get a chance to be alone something bad happens? Probably that was the reason. I tried to care less about what happened, and focus on what I was doing, and considering my great talent as a stylist, it was hard. I was terrible, and it made me stop right away, before ending up with a disaster that would make Dean break up with me instead. I only tried to fix what I made to my hair. I ended up leaving it the way it was. As for the rest, I only applied a lip gloss and wore my favorite perfume. That was it, I was ready to roll. Kinda.

I opened the door walking out of the bathroom and into my room, seeing that Dean was sat there looking at the floor, but when he heard me, his head shot up and he was staring at me then, with a smirk curling on his lips. I smiled back, blushing, I felt myself blushing, burning up now. That was the effect of Dean's look; no guy did that to me, with one look. Only one man did, and he was sitting right in front of me. The man I love, and the only one who could make me swooning with no effort, only a look, and a smirk.

"Like what you see?" I teased walking to him. His smirk turned into a grin and he nodded at me.

"You have no idea how much I like what I'm seeing." Dean said standing up walking to me. "You know you didn't need to do anything, right?" He said looking into my eyes.

"Yeah, I only wanted to try it, I can take it off if you want!" I teased taking a step back from him as I was going back to the bathroom.

"Oh sweetheart," Dean said holding my arm. "You will take it off for sure." He told me, and with one move I found myself in his arms, his green eyes staring down into my hazel ones. "But I will help you doing it."

"I'd appreciate that." I said softly, whispering. I smiled looking into his eyes, and seeing that spark in them, a shiver ran down my spine, feeling my breath caught inside of me, it was like seeing him for the first time. I leaned up and pressed my lips to his, Dean didn't hesitate kissing me back, holding me against him tighter, yet tenderly that he was making sure I was safe.

And that was what I always felt with Dean, safe, I was always safe with him; even when times were dark or dangerous, being around him made me feel safe, in peace, and free. Nothing could hold me back, or taint me; I felt pure with him, always, and that no evil could come between us; that I was sure of. Our love saved me once and I knew that having Dean in my life saved it, it saved my soul. I knew that if I was alone or away from him, I wasn't going to be the same and maybe all the bad things everyone said would happen to me were going to happen. I remembered when we broke up how awful I felt, and how dark my powers made me be, how it got to me, to my core making me feel like I was going to do terrible things, and the dreams I had. After all, if it wasn't for Dean, I was probably going to be like, not like, I was going to be soulless. Dean was my home, and the only thing made me still have faith in anything. He was the only reason I pray, thanking god that I have him.

"Eve," I heard Dean calling me as he pulled back from our kiss. I opened my blurry eyes and looked at him. "Are you crying?" he asked in concern, brushing my cheek with his thumb, wiping a tear that rolled down.

"No, no I'm not." I sniffed. "Just getting emotional. I'm happy to be with you Dean," I admitted pressing a kiss to his lips.

Dean smiled at me. "Well, happy people shouldn't cry." He teased. "You know I love you, right?" Dean asked me and I nodded. "I do love you. Something I never thought I would feel toward anyone, you're the only woman I love Eve, and," He paused. "And the only woman I will ever love," He told me, "You're the only woman I feel happy being around, to be with, and I want you to know that I don't care about anything or anyone or whatever happened or might happen, I only care that we are together, in love, you're my family now, my home."

I was speechless, I didn't know what to say or to do, I was standing there staring into Dean's honest eyes, and a few tears ran down my cheeks. "I love you; I love you more than anything." I told him, my low voice whispered it to him. I took a deep breath wiping my tears, "I was never good with words, and, I don't know what else to say, I love you Dean Winchester. I love you." I repeated hugging him tight.

"I love you too Eve." Dean said stroking my hair holding me. "And I will not let anything come between us, I promise you that."

I pulled back from the hug, and Dean met me with a kiss, a passionate, no, the most passionate kiss we ever shared. "And I promise I will love you forever," I gasped not breaking our locked lips. "As long as I live, my heart will be yours and yours only, my heart, my soul, and my body, only yours Dean."

Dean smiled at me and stared into my eyes, giving me a look I would never forget, a look that said everything, no words needed when he looked at me like that. The look matched a thousand words, and it was enough for me. I smiled back at him as we kissed again, our kisses becoming more passionate and heated. And we started to walk towards our bed, when Dean sat there and I straddled his lap. We kissed more; my hand was on Dean's shoulder holding onto him, while the other hand was on his neck keeping his lips locked with mine. Dean's hands were on my waist, keeping me still.

"Time for some clothes to go," I told Dean, panting. He smirked at me and let me help him take off his shirt, slowly so he won't drop me on the floor. "Better," I said and didn't wait for any reaction from him, starting to kiss his neck my hands stroking his chest. Dean leaned back and laid on the bed making me now on the top of him, I stopped kissing him backing off seeing the pout he gave me. "You have no problem letting me be in charge, huh?" I teased running my hand down his chest, racking with my nails a little feeling him tense under my touch.

"Nope," He smirked at me. "I know I'm in good hands." Dean said and winked, making me laugh.

"Don't be so sure," I teased again. "I might hurt you, or tease you,"

"I can endure pain," He cut me off, saying that with a smug smile.

"That so?" I asked and he nodded proudly. "How about this?" I asked and took off my baby-doll off throwing it away.

"Holy crap!" He exclaimed giving me the reaction I wanted it, and since I was on the top of him, I felt it too.

Dean reached for me with his hands but I pulled away. "I said I'm going to tease you. Didn't I?"

"Eve," He grunted, his eyes fixed on my breasts, reaching them with his hands again. I smirked at him and let his touch me this time, enjoying it, making him hear it so he'd know how good he was. But Dean was starting to be less patient. Suddenly and smoothly, I found myself underneath him; he was on the top now. "What about, we do it my way now?" He asked me leaning down to press his lips mine, brushing his tongue against them making me let out a soft moan that made him smile against my lips, before his tongue slipped into my mouth stroking mine.

But that wasn't it; Dean's hands were working on my body as well, not stopping. He was driving me crazy, and I was sure starting to show that with my moves and my moans. My patience was starting to slip away from me, I couldn't take it anymore. I reached for Dean's pants trying to take them off, but his hand stopped me. His eyes met mind as he shook his head.

"Not yet baby." He told me with his husky hot voice. I pouted.

"Dean," I whined still pouting, but Dean just smirked at me. He was teasing, but I didn't give him a chance, slipping my hand into his pants, teasing him. "What about now?" I smirked with a raised eyebrow.

"I take it all back!" Dean gasped making me giggle biting on my lips.

"Good boy!" I said giving him a kiss. "Take it off big boy." I demanded. And Dean listened to me this time, taking off his pants, "Damn."

"Like what you see?" Dean teased smirking at me.

"You have no idea how much I like what I'm seeing." I teased back saying the same thing he said to me earlier. Dean smiled leaning down to kiss me once more, soft quick kiss, pulling back, his cheeky smirk was back on his face, it made my heart skip a few beats, I'd never get tired of that look, even if I rolled my eyes or huffed when he pulls it off, I will always love it, stopping my heart every time.

"Your turn," Dean said reaching for my panties, the only cloth that remained on my almost naked body, and I gladly let him take it off. It was about time. Dean looked up at me, he was frozen, he made me sigh knowing what he was going to ask.

"Don't you dare ask that question," I said firmly. I knew he was going to ask me again if I was sure I wanted to do that with him, "I hate when you make yourself look like you're unworthy Dean, we both know you're, you proved it, so many times." I said seriously, well as serious as a naked girl can be.

"You're hot when you're mad!" Dean said winking at me.

"That wink just killed me Dean." I told him biting on my lips; he chuckled. "Dean," I called making him look at me in the eyes. "Less talking, more action, I'm too hot to wait, I waited long enough."

"Your wishes," Dean said slowly, leaning closer to me, pressing his body against mine, "Are my commands," He trailed off, kissing my lips, passionately, while his hands working on my body driving me crazy.

"Dean," I moaned, in pleasure, feeling Dean's hands on my body, his kisses on my neck.

"I hope you liked that Eve," Dean said glancing up at me with an eye filled with lust. "Because it's only the start." He promised.

And Dean paid of his promise, every word he said.

I never felt like that in my whole life. Of course after we forget about the pain at first, that son of a bitch of a pain that shot through my whole body, and even though I knew that was a must, I didn't know it was going to hurt that bad. But I was grateful to Dean, and what he did to ease it on me, turning such a painful moment into a moment of pure pleasure, wiping the few tears that ran down my cheek, kissing me softly as he stroke my body till I was better.

And minutes later, we were holding into each others, our bodies and lips were locked. We forgot about everything that was out there, there was nothing but us, and now, that was all we cared about. I could feel Dean, his thoughts, his emotions, and his love for me, that was all obvious from the way he kissed and touched me, from the looks he gave me the whole time, it wasn't just sex, it was a proof of love, and there are no words to describe it, how it all felt. How I felt Dean inside of me, his hot heavy breath burning my skin, as waves of pure ecstasy started to shoot through my body making me moan in pleasure, holding tighter to Dean, my hands keeping him closer to me while my screams telling him that I was getting close. Dean's moves were more confident now knowing I was enjoying what he was doing to me.

Dean buried his face into the crock of my neck kissing me there softly, but my body was on fire, that move made a loud scream escape my lips. He looked up at me with a heavy lustful look, making sure I was alright. And I showed him I was, pulling him into a kiss; it was a quick kiss as both of us were already panting. And as it was the key, that kiss showed us that we both were ready, now, our bodies were on the same wave, starting to move together in harmony, while Dean's forehead pressed against mine, his eyes locked with mine the whole time, his hands holding me tight, while my hands gripping on him.

One soft kiss, one more touch, and one last look.

Our breaths got heavy, heavier, while both of our bodies tensed. I bit on my lips so I wouldn't scream but that wasn't an option anymore, I did scream, screamed Dean's name, feeling my own climax rushing through me. And that was it for Dean, I felt him, I heard him, as he grunted pressing his forehead against mine again, we came at the same time.

Dean kissed me softly on the forehead as he was still panting, we stayed in that position for a few minutes, and then he rolled over next to me on bed.

"I love you." He whispered in my ear, brushing my hair off my face as he watched me.

I was speechless; I couldn't talk just laying there collecting my breath. But a minute later I opened my eyes turning around to look at Dean smiling at him. "I love you too." I whispered wrapping my arms around him, giving him a quick kiss.

"That took a while!" Dean teased smirking at me; he said and kissed me back.

I laughed a little resting back on the bed. "Well, you're lucky I still can talk." I told him pulling the covers over my body. Dean smiled and hurried helping me to cover myself.

"Oh, don't worry, I feel lucky, very!" He told me, resting on his side wrapping his arms around me. I snuggled closer to him, giving him my back.

I laid there in silence for a while, nothing but the sound of our breath. I was holding Dean's hand with both of my hands, as he was rubbing my arm with the other hand, softly. I sighed pressing myself harder against Dean. I felt so peaceful, like the time stopped and there were nothing or no one but us, it couldn't be more perfect.

"I wish this moment last forever." I said softly. Dean pulled me closer to him.

"Well, we can make it last as long as we want." He told me kissing my head, resting his on mine. "Making the best of what we have."

"Who thought you are that sweet?" I teased him holding his hands to my heart.

"What can I say? I'm full of surprises." He teased back. "Let's just enjoy this, while it lasts, we don't get much time together, alone." Dean said and I nodded. That was exactly what I had in mind, he was right, plus, no one knew what might happen next.

"Yes," I sighed. "Let's enjoy this." I said turning around to face him, seeing he was smiling at me with an eyebrow raised. "What? I just want to look at you."

"Okay, okay, and I didn't say anything?" Dean said still smiling. I stared into his beautiful eyes for a minute before I closed the gap between us kissing him.

"Would it be much if I asked for another round?" I asked trying to look innocent. Dean gave me a cheeky grin, getting up and flipped me under him again, pinning me to the bed as he looked down at me, grinning.

"I wouldn't dream of it!" Dean said making me laugh, as he leaned down to kiss me.

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And I'm here to stay. Nothing can separate us,

And I know I'm okay, you cradle me gently,

Wrapped in Your arms. I'm home, I'm home.

*The song's I've used are. 'If I Die Young' by 'The Band Perry' – at least that's the version I heard. And the rest was from the same song I mentioned earlier. 'Wrapped in Your Arms' by 'Fireflight'.

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*Biting my nails* I really hope you liked that chapter, I meant to make this as emotional as possible and in a nice non-smutty way, it was a SOB of a chap lol. I'm dying to hear what you guys think of it. So, please *on my knees* review.

**And, 6 review or more – MORE lol, I'll post next time a full hunt chapter, a classic Supernatural hunt, no angels, no powers, only the guys taking a break from Adam and the whole thing, whatever it takes, if I got my reviews, I'll give you the whole thing all in one chapter.