Author's Notes

This is a stand-alone teaser to an upcoming original called No Good Deed Goes Unpunished which will showcase an early relationship hunt for Dean and Beth a month after they get together. The whole story won't be completed for a while and I thought you might enjoy this little fun romantic piece.

I'll never settle down,
That's what I always thought
Yeah, I was that kind of man,
just ask anyone

I don't dance, But here I am
Spinning you round and round in circles
It ain't my style, but I don't care
I'd do anything with you anywhere
Yes, you got me in the palm of your hand
Cause, I don't dance

Love's never come my way,
I've never been this far
Cause you took these two left feet
And waltzed away with my heart

SPINNING IN CIRCLES

Dean's POV

I smiled across at Beth, admiring the soft swell of her breasts in the dress she was wearing, and the way she'd piled her hair on top of her head, keeping her neck and shoulders bare, teasing me with their creamy softness: all I could think about was lavishing them with attention later on. I'd taken her on our first date two nights ago, and even though it had been a wonderful night, there had been a couple of hints from her about what she'd really like to do, something I rarely did. No, get your mind out of the gutter; I'm pretty sure she wasn't hinting at that.

Not that I wouldn't be opposed to that either, but we'd been taking things slow. For a start Dad was with us pretty much the entire time, the rest of the time we'd been recovering from various injuries from poltergeists and water spirits trying to kill us. Trust me when I say that as much as you'd like to, broken ribs just kind of kill any kind of romantic notions you might have. Of course that hadn't stopped me from teasing her to a silent orgasm later that night, all the while Dad was asleep in the bed next to us, it was thrilling and an incredible torture at the same time, and my mind had definitely been on it ever since.

Regardless of how shit we were feeling, I wasn't about to let tonight pass us by, and yeah, all right so it was a little corny – especially for me, when I have a reputation to uphold - but you have to remember, I have been waiting a good five years for Beth to figure out that she could get over Dad's orders and act on her feelings for me. Now that she was, I wanted to keep it that way; I wanted to make her happy because seeing her smile was the best drug in the world.

"You ready?" I asked as she looked up at me from across the dinner table.

"What for?" She asked, confused.

"Your surprise," I said, tossing her one of my disarming Mr Charming smiles that I knew melted hearts of women everywhere I went.

"Surprise? What's the special occasion?" She asked, and I almost fell for it, but then I saw the slight twitch at the side of her eyebrow. She was bluffing; she wanted to hear me say it. I grinned, playing along.

"No reason, just want to spoil my girl," I said nonchalantly, shrugging and tossing her another smile. She almost looked disappointed, and I let it slide, she wouldn't be giving me that kind of look shortly enough. One thing about Beth, she was getting better with the poker face, but the student definitely hadn't surpassed the master yet.

I stood up, looking down at her long legs peeking out from a short skirt which I'd insisted she wear. She was in a red halter neck dress which was driving me insane. I loved Beth in red, and anything that showed as much skin as she was tonight was even better. Loosening the collar of my shirt a little, I tossed a couple hundred dollar bills on the table, and then taking her coat, I held it out for her to slip into.

Beth didn't wear dresses as a rule. Occasionally when we were undercover, or on holidays, but they weren't very conducive to hunting. I was finding that I wanted to make more and more excuses to change that. As she slipped into her leather jacket, it was lucky to hit her ass which meant her legs were completely exposed to the weather outside, which was cool, but not freezing.

We stepped out of the restaurant and I slipped my arm around Beth's waist and smiled down at her, thinking there wasn't a more beautiful woman in the world, and tonight I got her all to myself. There was a part of me in the back of my mind that was rolling its eyes at me and calling me names, but I shoved him way back where I didn't have to listen to it. I was happy, for once in my life.

Two blocks down we came to the club that a girl at the expensive dress shop had recommended when I'd been buying the red dress Beth was currently wearing.

"What's this?" Beth asked as I pushed us through to the front of the line. I'd already bribed the bouncer to let us in when we got there and he winked at me as he moved the rope blocking the door from the lines of people waiting to get in.

"You'll see," I said, pulling her through the door and into the club. The bottom level was the usual wild and crazy rave type club, the top floor was more a social area for people go and have some quiet time to talk and chat without the music blaring in your ears. The second floor, which is where we were going, was exactly what I had been looking for.

Checking our coats, and then taking the elevator, I lamented the fact that it was only going up one level, no time to play at all, and those milky white shoulders were driving me to distraction. I settled for trailing my fingers lightly along her right shoulder and then across the back of her neck, drawing a shiver out of her while I placed a single kiss against her left shoulder blade. She smiled and leaned back into me with a soft moan, wrapping her arm loosely around my waist. Oh yeah, this was going to be fun.

The doors to the lift opened and I took her left hand in my right, and pulled her into the club. Unlike the space downstairs where there was a mixed crowd of kids our age gyrating to a mix of upbeat techno and dance, this level was for the more romantic interlude. Lighting was low and soft, low lying tables surrounded by soft couches were positioned throughout the open area.

In the middle was a smattering of dining tables, and a kitchen set to the side where you could order food. I probably should have brought her here for dinner, but had wanted what came next to be a surprise, and you can't surprise someone if they're sitting and eating a meal right next to what you have planned.

A DJ was set up at the very back of a dance floor and Beth's eyes widened as she realised I was pulling her through the tables toward it. She stopped short, looking incredulously at me as we hit the edge of the dance floor.

"You okay?" I asked, looking at her and I felt my heart skip a beat when I saw the little raised eyebrow indicating she was loving it, but didn't believe where we were standing.

"Are you?" She asked and I chuckled, shaking my head a little. That was a fair question. For as long as she'd known me, Beth had never really seen me dance, only having gotten me up on the floor for our first dance on her 21st birthday, also the same day we'd finally confessed and acted upon our feelings for each other.

So I was probably setting her up for a big fall by going all out in the first month of us getting together, God knows I wasn't likely to keep this up, but I was keen to keep things moving along as well as they already had been: as uncool as it sounded, I'd been waiting a long time for this. Who knew, maybe I'd find that Beth was the one I wanted to keep on doing this for, dancing and all.

I smiled at her, holding my left hand out to her and she took it, flashing me a shy smile of her own as I guided her out into the already very crowded floor.

"Thought you didn't dance?" Beth said softly as I pulled her into my arms, sliding my right hand around her hip to the small of her back, resting it against the part where her dress stopped and her bare back was exposed.

"It's not really my thing," I said to her, leaning down to kiss her lips softly. "But you like it, and I want to give you whatever makes you happy."

Beth's eyes took on that chocolatey soft swirling look that I loved, and she smiled broadly. Now, I'm not really into this kind of music, but Beth is and admittedly, some of it is good to dance to. When Savage Garden's 'I want you' came on, I grinned, not missing the look of surprise in her eyes as I pulled away, spinning her quickly until I had wrapped my arms around her waist, grinding my hips against her curvy ass and the soft red dress flowing around her creamy white thighs.

I felt myself getting hard just at the thought of taking that dress off her later tonight, we'd have to take it easy because I was already feeling the pinch on the ribs from the last few days, but then again, a first time together should be slow and easy anyway. My thoughts drifted as I danced, thinking about how long I had desired the woman in my arms.

She'd been just fifteen when she joined us, and by the time she was sixteen I had realised there was something special about her. By seventeen I was dreaming about her but unable to act because Dad had made us promise to never get involved; to treat each other as siblings and watch out for Sam about all else.

I'd wasted a lot of time screwing around with a lot of different women in the effort to get her out of my system, but it had always come back to the one thing; regardless of where we were and what we were doing, Beth was my best friend, my sister and the woman I was head over heels in love with. Looking at her now, how easily we fit into each other's' embrace, you'd think we'd been doing this for a long time, and in a way we had, but we could act on it now.

We danced for a good hour, and even I had to admit I was enjoying myself. I pulled away when the song I currently had Beth wrapped up in finished, nodding toward the bar.

"Let's get a drink," I said and she smiled.

"One more," she said with a pout and I rolled my eyes at her.

"We're coming back out here," I promised and she smiled, her eyes widening.

True to my word, we had a couple of drinks and it gave me the opportunity to explore her neck a little more, placing hot kisses along her skin. Beth moaned softly and rubbed her thigh against my groin. My cock was rock hard and pressing insistently against my trousers; once I might have skipped anything else and dragged her back to the motel room with me, but I was in no hurry tonight. There was no denying how amazing Beth looked in that dress, every man in this room had paused to look at least once. Knowing I was taking her home was the only thing keeping me from jumping her right now.

Beth was more than in a good mood, she was playful. She winked at me, skipping up to the DJ and having a quick conversation with him during which he nodded and she slipped him a twenty and placed a kiss on his cheek. I watched with a smile on my face, leaning casually on one of the taller tables, waiting to discover what she was up to.

"Hey handsome," a voice said from beside me and I turned to see a pretty little blonde had come up beside me and was eyeing me off. "Damn you look fine," she said, and I noted that a year or so ago I would have hit on her and then taken her back to the nearest motel, or her place, and taken my frustrations out on her all night long. Now though…

"Thanks, you're looking mighty fine yourself," I said to her. No point in giving her a blow to the ego, I wasn't lying.

Her eyes were sultry and full of lust as she looked down to my bulging crotch, licking her lips. "So, maybe I can show you some moves on the dance floor? Or you know, we could just get out of here and you could let me unwrap that package."

I smiled at her and then looked over at Beth who was still leaning over the DJ's table. I licked my lips and turned back to the woman next to me.

"Look, it's a very tempting offer, you are…damn fine, let me tell you… but I'm here with my girlfriend," I said, nodding toward Beth and it just sounded weird coming out of my mouth… girlfriend. I shook my head at myself a little, I was definitely getting soft. The blonde turned to survey the competition, taking in the red dress and how Beth's long legs tapered down to a pair of matching red heels, and her soft brown hair tied on top of her head in soft curls.

"Oh," she said, pausing. "Well… that's too bad, you don't know what you're missing out on." I nodded.

"I'm sure."

"Well if you change your mind…" she slipped a business card into my hand, winking and then turning on her heel to sashay away from me. Beth had finished up her discussions with the DJ and caught the last interaction between my would-be lover.

"Making friends?" Beth asked with a slightly cocked eyebrow.

"She wishes…" I said, holding up the card. "Told her I had a totally hot girl who I was going home with."

"Same," Beth said with a laugh, and to my surprise held up the DJ's business card. I looked over at the table and the guy was still eyeing off Beth in her dress: he saw me looking and made a gesture to indicate she was sizzling hot and then winked, giving me the thumbs up. I grinned, shaking my head.

"Hmmm, how many numbers do you think you could get tonight, if you were trying?" Beth asked, her eyes surveying the room we were in. "This room only."

I laughed and cast an appraising look around. This floor wasn't known for the pick-ups, it was downstairs that was supposed to take place, but as I eyeballed all the women, many of them were checking me out even as they sat at tables or danced with their partners.

I did have to admit, this blue shirt Beth had bought me a month ago left little to the imagination, it fit firmly across my broad chest, and tapered down around my hips, and the blue brought out my eyes according to her, which she loved. Topping the look off with a pair of black slacks, as opposed to jeans, and we made a very fine looking couple – not that the women watching us wanted to admit that.

"Oh I'm guessing a half dozen at least," I said with a grin. "You?"

"Eh, three or four," she said with a shrug, but she was being modest, I knew for a fact that she'd be able to get a lot more numbers than that – Beth just didn't like going on the prowl.

"I think you know you could get a lot more than that, sugarpie," I said, kissing her lips softly.

"Want to find out?" She asked, raising her eyebrow.

"What? Like a competition?" I questioned and she nodded with a cheeky little smile. I laughed, now this was a side to Beth I found intriguing.

"You never fail to amaze me," I said kissing her again, this time a little firmer. "But not tonight, I want to spend all my time with you."

"Good answer," she said with a smile, kissing her way down to my neck and sucking softly on the skin between my neck and shoulder. "Come on," she added, taking my hand in hers and pulling me toward the dance floor as the latest song drew to a close. She nodded over at the DJ who tossed her a smile, and when the next song came on she started to sway her hips suggestively in front of me.

The latest Metallica song Until it sleeps had come over the speakers, and I raised my eyebrow at her. Here was a woman who knew what I liked. Beth giggled and ran her hands down her side, stroking along her breasts and over her hips, her eyes closing softly as she moved to the beat. I groaned just watching her. She prowled around me, her eyes dark and seductive as she trailed a hand over my chest and down my back.

I reached up and pulled on her hair, releasing it from the clips holding it up and she shook her head, her rich brown locks falling in waves around her face as she giggled and circled back around behind me.

Her pelvis ground into my ass as her hands slid under my arms, running up my chest and teasing my left nipple through the fabric of my shirt. I leaned back into her, letting her support my weight as she breathed into my ear, sighing softly with pleasure.

The cheeky side to Beth started coming out as to my surprise she shimmied down my back, bending her knees and running her hands down the backs of my thighs and over my knees. She reached up, stroking along my inner thigh and I groaned, my sounds covered by the music as she brushed against my already burgeoning erection.

Turning, I pulled her up by her shoulders and kissed her, pulling her in tightly to me.

"Don't tease…" I warned her and she chuckled.

"I'm just dancing…" she said with a grin.

"Yeah, sure you are," I grinned and that earned a little laugh from her perfect pouty lips.

Beth giggled again and pulled away further on to the dance floor, looked at me with eyes full of fun and desire. She raised her arms above her head, swinging her hips in circles against as she ran her hands through her hair, flipping it up and over her shoulders ago. I licked my lips, watching as she spun in a couple of circles to the beat, the red dress flipping up to reveal soft white thighs.

I slid in behind her and gripped her hips, pressing my groin to her ass again and grinding against her, kissing her shoulder and neck as she moaned softly. Her arms came back to hold my neck and I sighed with pleasure as her hands ran through my hair. She turned her head to the side and smiled, I quickly caught her lips with my mouth, sliding my tongue in to meet hers in a lingering kiss.

The beat to the music slowed and I held her tight, kissing and nibbling on her lip as she sighed softly into my mouth, dropping her arms to hold them against mine which were wrapped tightly around her waist.

When the song finished she took my hand and started to pull me toward the edge of the dance floor, but the slow, romantic tones of one of the cheesiest damn songs in the world came over the speakers in stark contrast to the heavy rock that had been Beth's request. I stopped, tugging on her hand and she looked at me confused.

I hooked my finger in the air, gesturing for her to come back to me and she smiled taking a couple of steps toward me.

I love the way you look tonight, with your hair hangin' down on your shoulders…. Man this was the silliest romantic song to come out in the history of music, and here I was looking at Beth and thinking, damn, this guy has it right.

Beth looked a little nervously at me and I slipped my arms around her, leaning down to plant a soft kiss into her neck as I pulled her into my body. She wrapped her arms around my neck and I sighed softly, holding her as I moved us to the music.

"Let's make a night…to remember…January… to December…" I crooned the words into her ear softly and felt her shiver a little in my arms.

I thought about that empty motel room waiting for us, and how good she felt in my arms right now and fought with myself not to drag her back there right now. Beth was humming to the song and it caused me to smile, she was a hopeless romantic at the end of the day and I knew she was soaking this up.

I couldn't remember the last time I felt so good, relaxing and enjoying the moment. I knew it was everything to do with having her with me, finally after all these years, and not having to continue with the stalemate we had inevitably found ourselves in repeatedly. When we'd been much younger I'd managed to get through it with a string of girls and the numbing company of JD. In the last year when I'd realised she felt the exact same way I did, I'd pushed her a little harder, trying to take it to the next level. But she would also come back to Dad's rules and it had been devastating for both of us.

Taking Beth's face in my hands I kissed her again. Her lips were soft and giving, parting to welcome my tongue and I quickly seized the invitation, licking along her upper lip before darting in to meet her own. Beth let out a soft little moan, almost a whimper as I teased her with light caresses and licks. That moan was the best sound in the world and I deepened the kiss, sliding my hands up through her soft hair to hold her head still.

We'd stopped moving other than swaying slightly side to side and I became aware that people were staring as I ravished her mouth. Beth's hands were holding on to my waist and I could feel her trembling softly with desire. Pulling back I threw her my best charming smile and then nodded toward the exit.

"Let's get out of here," I said breathlessly and she nodded, as if not trusting herself to speak.

The trip back to the motel took all of ten minutes and by the time we hit the door I was wondering just how I was going to slow things down because the only thing I could think about was getting her undressed and in our bed.

Beth struggled with the key to the door as I stood behind her, peppering the back of her neck with little kisses and nips, my hands sliding up along her thighs and hiking her dress up, my hands caressing her skin as I ground my hips into her ass.

"God Dean, at least let us get inside," Beth laughed as she finally got the key in the lock and opened the door. In answer, I pushed her forward and she stumbled forward with a little shriek as I kicked the door shut. She would have fallen, but I caught her around the waist again, pulling her back into me, my arms wrapping tightly around her under her breasts. She turned her head to look at me and I kissed her hard, moaning at how good she felt.

Spinning her to face me while not breaking the kiss, I ran my hands along her bare arms, her muscles tensed under my touch and not for the first time did I marvel at how she looked so soft and feminine, but underneath it all was a toned fighting machine from years of training.

Beth broke the kiss and started to unbutton my shirt, her fingers unsteady as she focused her attention solely on what she was doing. She was nervous. I licked my lips and felt a little thrill go through me at that thought, at the same time there wasn't a thing I wouldn't do to make her feel more at ease.

My breathing started to pick up as she worked her way down the shirt, flicking the buttons apart one at a time and as she reached the last button I swallowed, taking a long deep breath. The feel of her hands on my stomach was electric as she trailed her fingers lightly across my abs and then with a firmer touch, slid them up my chest to my shoulders, pushing the shirt back and letting it drop to the floor.

I had closed my eyes, taking in the whole sensory feeling of those touches but now I looked at her, starting to feel just as nervous as she was. Nervous? Since when did I have any issue with performing in the bedroom? It wasn't that, I told myself, it was that I suspected she'd never done this before and that made me excited but incredibly apprehensive at the same time.

My cock twitched at the thought of what was going to happen and I took her face in my hands, kissing her softly on the forehead then each eye, finally placing a chaste kiss on her lips.

"You're beautiful," I whispered and she smiled in response with that shy, modest little twitch of her lips.

"So are you," she said, and with a more determined look in her eyes she pulled me down to her, claiming my mouth with her own. Our lips brushed against each other and elicited another small moan from the one woman I had never been able to get with a simple wink and smile.

I reached up behind Beth's neck, untying the strap that was holding up her dress, and letting it fall to the floor. She wasn't wearing a bra and I groaned, looking down as I saw her struggling not to cover up her firm, perfect breasts. With a sharp intake of breath I slid my palms down her sides, my thumbs brushing lightly across the tops of her breasts and then over her erect nipples. She gasped with pleasure, moaning into my kiss and pressing herself against me.

Leaning down I drew her left nipple into my mouth, flicking my tongue across it and revelled in the groan I got in response. Beth tangled her hands in my hair, pulling my face closer and I pushed her back toward the bed, holding her around the waist as I sucked and nibbled on her breast.

As we hit the bed, she slid back against the pillow and pulled the sheet over her, smiling back at me. I stood at the end of the bed with a smirk on my face, shaking my head at her modesty even in the heat of the moment. My amusement soon disappeared as she raised her knees up and then lay back a little, sliding her red lace panties off and tossing them at me. They caught me square in the face and I could smell the desire there, my already rock hard cock twitched again.

"Tease," I said with a grin and she pulled the sheet up under her armpits, shaking her head with a smile.

I yanked my pants to the floor, leaving the boxers on for now, and came around the side of the bed, slipping under the sheet and sliding in next to her. My lips found the crook in her neck immediately and I started kissing the soft skin there as she slid her naked body against mine, her thigh pressing between my legs and rubbing against my arousal.

With a moan, I rolled Beth on to her back and positioned myself between her knees. I trailed my eyes down along her body, she was breathing faster and looking up at me with cautious but completely trusting eyes. I leaned down to kiss her again, my boxers rubbing against her groin and I moaned when I felt, even through the fabric I had on, how wet she was.

She raised her hips up to grind against mine and I groaned again, kissing her as we rubbed against each other, hands and legs tangled around each other, holding the other close.

"You in a hurry or something?" I teased and she laughed softly, shaking her head.

"Good." I said softly. I planned on taking my time, all night long.

Beth let out a long, shuddering sigh of contentment, closing her eyes for a moment and then ran her hands up over my shoulders, stroking along my neck. She smiled cheekily at me and I held my breath as her hand trailed down my chest and then started to rub against my erection.

"God…." I moaned, involuntarily bucking again her touch. "Oh yeah that's nice."

"Yeah?" She asked, and I looked down at her as she slipped her hand into my boxers and grasped my head, stroking along the tip and then down the shaft.

"Oh yeah, really…really nice." I moaned again, struggling to not thrust into her hand and to just let her take control.

I sunk down beside her as she continued to stroke me, and with an almost urgent touch which I was trying to push back, I slid my left hand between her legs, finding that tight little nub and circling it slowly. Beth gasped, pausing for a split second before regaining her senses and resuming the stroking she had been doing, only this time it was a little firmer, as slow and delicious as I was doing to her.

Beth's legs trembled a little and I eased off, sliding my fingers down through her folds to her hot and willing centre, slipping a finger inside. Beth gasped again, arching up to meet me and buried her face into my shoulder, biting down softly as she moaned.

"Oh Dean…" She whispered and I smiled. We were so used to having to be quiet with any affection, she almost seemed nervous to say anything out loud. I thought back to two nights ago when I'd brought her to orgasm while Dad was asleep in the bed over and remembered how quiet she'd managed to keep things, I was amazed, but then Beth didn't strike me as a screamer.

Her grip on me slackened and I reached down to pull her hand away, sliding her arm around my waist as I continued up along her body, pausing to brush the hair out of her eyes.

I stared down at her, unable to form words to tell her how I felt right now. I was so elated to have her in my arms. I'd never told anyone how I felt before, it was hard enough getting I love you out the couple of times I had said it to Beth, but my heart was beating so hard she had to feel it through my chest. I swallowed, looking down at her and smiling.

She smiled back and then leaned up to catch my lips with her own, kissing me again and drawing out a moan. I started to kiss her a little harder, my tongue swirling around her mouth as I sought to learn every little part of her. I was just starting to trail my hand down over her stomach again when I heard the click in the lock and froze.

Without further warning the door swung open and I pulled the sheet up over us, rolling for the side of the bed and the gun I knew was under my pillow.

"Dad?" Beth asked suddenly and I froze, cursing under my breath. Seriously?

"Hey Bethie, hey Dean," Dad said with slurred speech, tottering in the doorway.

"Dad?" I asked, shaking my head and turning on the bed. "Aren't you supposed to be with Caleb?" I said, giving him a stern look which he completely missed.

"Huh?" Dad said, and I watched as he took a few steps to sit down on the other bed, looking up at us all bleary eyed. "Oh yeah, well… we kind of got into an argument."

"What else is new?" I muttered and I sighed, rubbing my face with my hand and looking down at Beth who had the sheet pulled up over her entire body and tucked under her chin, she looked so damn cute, I cursed again at Dad's impeccable timing.

"Dude, what the hell? Have you been drinking?" I asked shortly, feeling with some confusion, not to mention frustration that even with Dad in the damn room, I was pressed up against a hot, naked body and little Dean hadn't caught up to the fact that fun time was over.

"A little," Dad said with a nod and I paused, normally he would have cursed me out and told me to mind my own business. Something wasn't right with him, and Beth sensed it too.

"What's wrong?" Beth asked. She looked at me and then over at the red dress and panties scattered across the floor, not to mention her shoes which I was amazed Dad hadn't tripped over on his way to the bed. He hadn't even noticed, he was completely oblivious to the position we'd been in and our current state of undress.

"Oh nothing,' Dad said with a heavy sigh and I rolled my eyes. Freaking emo, just like Sam.

"Yeah, right," I said, rolling on to my back with a sigh.

Dad took a look at us, his eyes suddenly taking in the fact that the TV was off and I was only half dressed.

"Did I interrupt something?" He asked, his eyebrow raising up to look at me. I rolled my eyes at him, tossing the sheet back and getting to my feet now that other extremities weren't standing at attention. I was suddenly glad that we hadn't gotten to the undressing Dean part because it looked less obvious as I climbed out of bed still in my boxers, acting like I didn't know what he was talking about.

"Yeah, it's called sleep. Maybe you should try it," I snapped.

I crossed over to the fridge and pulled out a bottle of water, making my way back to the bed and handing it to Beth. As I'd walked past her dress and panties on my way to the fridge, I'd kicked them to the edge of the bed and on my way back I nudged them under and out of sight. I started to rummage through Beth's duffel and came out with one of my t-shirts, shaking my head at the little stash that she had of my clothing.

"Sleep?" Dad asked and I nodded.

"Yeah, it is after midnight," I pointed out. I sighed playfully at Beth and rolling my eyes I walked back to the bed and slipped the t-shirt under the sheet to her.

Dad had dropped his head down into his hands so she took the opportunity to pull the t-shirt over her head, letting the sheet fall back into her lap.

"I got a call from Cole," Dad said finally, and I rolled my eyes. Yeah, right, Cole. Maybe it was just me but those two seemed to have gotten really chummy lately, Beth was remaining tight lipped about it though so I wasn't pushing – I guess both Dad and Cole were on the outs with Bobby right now, so maybe they were bitching to each other about it, trying to figure out what to do.

"What did she say?" Beth asked, leaning toward Dad now that she had some clothes on up top.

"Sam's off to Stanford tomorrow," Dad said and a little sob left his mouth. Oh for Christ's sake! Seriously?

"You're joking, right?" I asked shortly, feeling the frustration mount in me.

"What?" Dad asked.

"Dean!" Beth snapped and I frowned at her.

"What?" I asked. "You told him to go, he went. He's made his choice. Good riddance." Dad grumbled, and I wasn't really convinced by what I'd just said, Beth and I had agreed to disagree on this one. She felt it was good that he was going away to college, to get away from the hunting. Her and I on the other hand, we were here, stuck with Dad, we didn't get a choice; we never had.

"He should be here with us, I should never have pushed him away," Dad said.

"Dad, Sam was always going to do what he wanted, you can't change that," Beth said softly.

Dad nodded, but continued to look sadly down at his hands. Beth climbed out of bed, careful not to flash him as she pulled the t-shirt down over her thighs. She sat down beside him on the bed and sighed softly, her eyes full of compassion. I was, understandably, feeling a lot less compassionate.

"Sam will be just fine, this will be good for him," Beth said. I rolled my eyes because not even a month ago Dad had been on my side with this one. Something had changed, and I had no idea what. Sam was a spoiled rotten child who everyone pandered to, it occurred to me that maybe Beth was right on one thing – maybe Sam would grow up a little without us to constantly bail him out.

Dad hadn't answered Beth, and I could see him falling into that silent angry stupor that happened when he had consumed more than he should. With gentle hands Beth lay him back on the bed, pulling off his boots and then pulling the covers up over him.

"Get some sleep Dad, you'll feel better in the morning," she said softly and he nodded, rolling over on his side.

I sighed and our eyes locked as she turned back toward our bed.

"Story of our life," I muttered, shaking my head and fighting back the disappointment of yet again Dad ruining something that was important to us. I smiled as she walked around the bed to me, slipping her arms around my waist.

"Raincheck?" She asked softly and I nodded silently, letting her see through my eyes just how much I needed and wanted her. The corner of her mouth twitched up in a sad little smile as she stared up at me.

Dad groaned and rolled back to the centre of his bed before reaching out to grab the remote to the TV from the nightstand between the two beds. He clicked it on and the stark white light lit up the room. I shook my head again, yep, long night indeed, just not the type I had planned.

"I'm gonna grab a shower," I said, kissing Beth on the cheek. She nodded and turned back to the bed, climbing across to her side. I caught a glimpse of her perfect white ass peeking out from under the t-shirt and almost groaned, oh this was torture. Crossing back to her duffel I rummaged around again and when Dad wasn't looking I pulled out a pair of plain white cotton panties, moving back to the bed and slipping them to her.

"You might need these," I said softly, kissing her again and she raised an eyebrow at me, I thought about cuddling up to her, my cock pressed in against her ass, completely bare and felt myself harden.

"Actually… there is no might, you really really need to put these on," I said with a chuckle and rolled my eyes as Dad burst into laughter at some joke being told on the screen. Saturday Night Live, I shook my head. This so wasn't cool.

"Do you have to shower?" Beth asked and I shrugged. I suppose I didn't, but I didn't know how I was going to last tucked into that bed with her without first taking a long cold shower. I decided to tease myself a little longer and slipped back into bed beside her. She rolled on to her side and I slipped my arm around her waist, kissing the back of her neck as we turned to watch the TV.

"Hmmmm, well…. Happy one month anniversary," I said softly into her ear so Dad couldn't overhear. She turned to look at me surprised.

"You remembered?"

"Of course I remembered," I said with a grin, kissing her softly as I saw her eyes get all watery. "You made me the happiest man alive a month ago."

Beth smiled and turned so she could slide her arm under my shoulder, wrapping her other arm around my waist.

"Wasn't really what I had planned," I said in the same quiet tone.

"Well that much is obvious," Beth commented with a small giggle as I started getting hard again just from being pressed against her.

"This is driving me crazy," I said with a sigh. "Sorry baby."

"It's okay," Beth replied. "I had a wonderful time tonight Dean, and any night that finishes with me in your arms is a good one."

"Mmmm, can't fault you that one," I said with a smile, kissing her again.

She yawned and shook her head, looking over at Dad who was still chuckling away at the television. The man had incredibly lousy timing, but I wasn't going to bitch him out, if he figured out what we'd been up to in here we'd never hear the end of it, and Beth would be mortified. Best to just take it in stride, surely we'd get an opportunity to take things further soon enough, until then we could delight in the comfort of each other's arms.

I snuggled in beside her as she rested her head on my chest and we tuned in to the TV show, laughing at some of the antics. I had to admit, even given the disappointment of what had just happened, Beth was right, the best part was just having her in my arms and not having to hide it, everything else was just icing.

Author's Notes

The song for this chapter is I Don't Dance by Lee Brice, suggested by CD96. I loved it as soon as I heard it and instantly thought, awwwwww, I can see Dean and Beth dancing to this. Unfortunately it wasn't released during the timeframe of this piece, so they're not dancing to it in the story; however, this is what inspired this whole teaser.

If you have a song you would like me to do a one-piece to, please suggest away, I love a challenge. Can't make any promises, but always fun to do what I can.

At the risk of sounding like a cry baby….I'm also wondering where everyone is at with the series and current storyline. Are you enjoying it? Are you not? If not, why not? Would you prefer to see more originals? Or continue on with the series only? When I write little one-shot things like this do you want me to post them right away?

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Updates have been a little slow because I've been working in partnership with my dear friend and sister on a publication as well, which has tied up a lot of my spare time, and we're in the final couple of hours countdown to getting the book printed for a major event where we are presenting the weekend after next. I'll also be moving (finally!) back into my own place the first week of April so all things considered, I should HOPEFULLY be back to faster updates after that.

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