A month had passed since the birth of their son. Dean was rocking him in his room. Isabelle watched him from the doorway.
"Then daddy put the fire out, saving this family's home. Are you going to be a firefighter like daddy? I can train you, you know.", Dean said.
He kissed his son's forehead.
"You are so good with our kids", Isabelle said smiling.
Dean smirked.
"I had great practice with Abel, Malia, and Mia.", Dean said.
Isabelle walked in and gently touched her son's head.
"You go back to work tomorrow", Isabelle said.
"Don't remind me. I don't want to leave this little guy yet", Dean said.
Isabelle smiled.
"I remember how terrified you were of having kids and falling in love with me. Now it just comes so easy to you", she said.
"Because I can't live without you or them. You are my world", Dean said.
Isabelle smiled and leaned over to kiss him.
"Then hold him as long as you want", Isabelle said, before walking out of the room.
Dean looked down at his son.
"I don't plan on putting you down anytime soon, so get comfy little man", Dean said.
Isabelle was getting lunch ready for Abel and Malia. She cut up apple pieces for her daughter and handed her one.
"Can I have peanut butter mommy?", Malia asked.
"You sure can baby", Isabelle said.
Her daughter's bright smile and dimples made her so adorable. Her pigtails swaying every time she moved her little head. Isabelle pulled out the peanut butter jar and placed some on a paper plate for her.
"Thank you Mama", Malia said.
"You are so welcome", Isabelle said.
Dean came down a few minutes later.
"I thought you would be holding him for another hour", Isabelle said.
"He kept wiggling. I don't think he was comfortable in my arms", Dean said.
"Probably wanted to stretch", Isabelle said.
Dean kissed his daughter's cheek and she giggled. She held out a piece of apple to him and he took a bite.
"You are too beautiful kid, stop.", Dean said.
Malia laughed and Dean kissed her nose. He lifted her off the counter and placed her on the floor. She went to the living room to watch cartoons, taking her apples and peanut butter. Dean walked over to Isabelle and wrapped his arms around her.
"Daddy's hungry too", he whispered in her ear.
Isabelle laughed and shook her head at him.
"Well, mommy can't feed you for another few weeks, sorry", Isabelle said.
"I wasn't talking about sex, I really am hungry", Dean said.
Isabelle raised a brow at him and he smirked.
"Ok, yes, I was talking about sex and I'm hungry", Dean said.
Isabelle couldn't help but laugh.
"How long will you be gone?", Isabelle asked as she made him a sandwich.
"Two weeks", he sighed.
Abel came in and dropped his backpack on the floor.
"Hey, what have we told you about that. Put it away Abel", Dean said.
"Sorry", Abel called back, before going over to his bag and putting it in the closet.
"Hungry Ab?", Isabelle asked.
"Yes", Abel said, grabbing a drink from the fridge.
Malia ran in and hugged her brother's legs.
"Ab, you're home", she squealed excitedly.
He lifted his little sister onto his shoulders and walked into the living room. Isabelle set down Dean's sandwich and then Abel's across from Dean.
"Ab, come and eat", Isabelle called.
Abel sat across from Dean.
"How was school kid?", Dean asked.
"We have a field trip to the aquarium in two weeks. I have the slip in my bag. Can I go?", Abel said.
"I say yes. Babe?", Dean said, looking at Isabelle.
"I don't see why not", she said.
She looked into the living room and changed it from cartoons to the news. Malia was busy eating with her dad and brother. Isabelle was making her own sandwich when she saw the headline at the bottom of the reporter.
"Marines found alive after five years of being captured and tortured"
Isabelle stopped what she was doing and went to the living room. She turned up the volume. Dean noticed and joined her.
"We do not have a list of the Marines yet, but they will be releasing them soon. I was just told. They want to call the families first before releasing them to the public"
The news woman said.
"What are you thinking baby?", Dean asked.
She looked at Dean.
"Give me my phone please", she said.
Dean did. Before she could call Baron, he called her.
"B", she said.
"Did you see the news. They named the region from where these men were taken. Spencer", Baron said.
"The explosion", Isabelle said.
"They never found his body Izzy. No traces of him", Baron said.
"We don't say anything to Abel until they either call or release the names", Isabelle said.
"Agreed", Baron said.
"I love you B. We're here for you", Isabelle said.
"Love you too Izzy", Baron said.
She hung up with him and looked down at her phone.
"Do I get a say in this?", Dean asked.
"No", Isabelle said quickly.
"No?", Dean said.
She looked at him and saw the hurt look on his face. She stood and placed her arms around his waist.
"I'm sorry, it's a reflex. When it comes to Spencer and Baron, you know. I'm sorry", she said.
He nodded.
"He's my son too, Iz. I agree with you though. Don't say anything to him till you know for sure that Spencer could be one of those men. You don't want to get his hopes up", Dean said.
Isabelle nodded.
"I love you", she said.
"More or less than Baron?", Dean asked.
"What?", she asked.
"You told Baron you loved him", Dean said.
She hadn't realized it.
"He's been in my life a long time, you know this. I don't love him in the way you think. He's the father of my son, my best friend.", Isabelle said.
"I know, doesn't mean I like hearing it. Just remember, I'm the father of your kids too and you're my best friend", Dean said.
"Yes, of course baby. I could never forget that and if, god forbid something happens between us, I will always love you and care for you. I would want nothing but the best for you", she said.
He nodded.
"Same, although I don't see myself ever letting you go", he said.
She smiled.
"You aren't going to tell me you love me?", she asked.
"Woman, you know damn well how much I love you.", he said.
She smiled and kissed him.
"I just like hearing you say it. Who knows, you might suddenly stop", she said.
"I learned from my mistakes beautiful. Never again will I leave your side without saying it", he said.
She kissed him again. He pulled away.
"Lets get married. Pick any month you want, any day, any year. No, not year. Within the next few months.", Dean said.
"You didn't even ask me", she said pouting.
He bit her bottom lip.
"Love of my life, will you marry me?", he asked.
She smiled and nudged her nose against his.
"Yes", she said.
He kissed her.
"Wait here", he said.
He ran upstairs and then came down a few minutes later. He opened the box and showed her the ring.
"Roman and Nikki helped me", he said.
"Its beautiful", she said.
He took it out of the box and placed it on her finger. She smiled while looking at it.
"Nikki did such a good job", Isabelle said.
"How did you know she picked it?", he asked.
"Its big and shiny", she said.
He chuckled. She kissed him.
"I love it baby", she said.
"I'm glad, doll face", he replied.
They were going to kiss again, but her phone started ringing. They both looked at it.
"Answer it", Dean said.
She reached for it and answered.
"Hello", she said.