He'd softened; God he loved this woman…
"Dean? What do you think you're doing?" Jo said stressing every individual word and not even bothering to open her eyes.
"Well," Dean said kissing her neck, moving his hand across her stomach, "Ashley's asleep," he continued, moving to kiss her chest, "so I'm trying it on."
"Dean. She could wake up any minute. You know what she's like."
"You'd better stop interrupting me then." he said stopping momentarily to look up at her.
"But Dean, I'm tired." she said rolling away from him onto her side.
"Oh come on Jo!" he whined, rolling her onto her back again, "We haven't done this for…forever!…We might not get another chance for ages." The he softened again, giving her 'puppy dog eyes' – something he never usually had to resort to, because she was normally easy. That thought made him chuckle – He began to kiss her playfully, quickly here and there; lips; jaw; neck; as he moved on top of her. She surrendered. When Dean Winchester wanted you, you didn't say no.
She placed her hands in his hair, which made him move his head up. She brought him down to her lips to kiss him, gently at first then more passionately. As she lifted her head off the pillow to kiss him deeper he moaned and tilted his head to do the same. Then…
"Daddy! Daddy!"
There was a smacking sound as Dean broke the kiss. Jo still had her hands around his face when he rolled off her to her left. He banged his head against her shoulder in frustration. She laughed silently and then wiped a hand down his cheek to comfort him. 'Poor baby' she thought smiling again.
Then Ashley came in. They both later thanked God that she'd shouted as soon as she'd woken up, not when she came in, so that they had had time to make sure they didn't scar her for life. In she ran with her pink bunny rabbit – one Dean had won her in a shooting game at some fair they went to – 'Flopsy' she called it.
"Daddy! There's something in my room!"
Dean shot up and as quickly as that Jo had reached a hand out and pushed him back down. She turned and glared at him 'til he understood that she meant for him to stay there. Then she turned to Ashley, smiled, and got out of bed to kneel down on the floor in front of her. Jo held onto Ashley's shoulders softly.
"Now Ashley. You know how your dad gets." she said turning and looking at Dean blankly. He was laid on the bed with his arm across his face. He huffed a laugh.
"Daddy gets angry and upset when something's in your room, and we've talked about real and imaginary, so I want you to tell me…Is there really something in your room? Or was it a nightmare?"
Ashley stalled for a few seconds before replying. "It was a nightmare."
Dean didn't even flinch now; this was typical.
"Good girl." said Jo, rewarding her daughter's honesty. "So its time you went back to bed." she continued standing up and putting a hand on Ashley's back to encourage her.
"Mommy? Can I stay with you and daddy tonight?"
Jo paused, then nodded and heard Dean laugh. He was never getting lucky again. He was convinced of that now. He might as well just give up trying and cut his losses. 'Here lies Dean Winchester's manhood. Taken before its time.'
"Dean." Jo said sternly as if she could tell what he was thinking about, and to let him know to stop the sulking in front of their daughter.
He huffed and sat up. "Come here Princess." he said, arms open. Ashley was a daddy's girl and she always liked to sleep in Dean's arms. She climbed on top of him awkwardly and he did a partially fake groan of discomfort as she squirmed. Finally she lay on his chest sucking her thumb and almost fell asleep instantly.
Jo pulled the covers back and got in the bed. She laid facing them. Dean turned his head and glared at her. She mouthed an 'I'm sorry' and then he turned away again to sleep.
When Jo was sure Ashley was asleep she leaned over and placed a kiss on Dean's lips. "And you wanted to have another one of these." was all she said.
In the morning Jo woke to see Dean laid out, mouth open, hugging his little girl tight, his fingers in her hair. She felt so warm inside, so complete at seeing this. Then Ashley opened her eyes.
"Hi." Jo whispered.
"Hi." Ashley said, doing that cherub smile that plumped out her cheeks.
"Is daddy still asleep?" Ashley asked and Jo nodded playfully.
"Daddy!" Ashley screamed.
Jo had to laugh when Dean shot up again making a snatched choking sound and shook his head. "I'm up!" he declared before relaxing.
Ashley sat on her knees facing Dean, giggling and Jo pulled her backwards to tickle her tummy. "Go get dressed sweetie. Okay?" Jo asked smiling.
"Okay." Ashley said as Jo kissed her nose and said "Okay." again.
When she left Jo crawled closer to Dean on her hands and knees, but Dean had his hand over his eyes again so didn't see.
"Is it too late to give her back?" he joked.
"Probably." she said smiling and climbing on top of him.
Dean took his arm away when he heard how close her voice was and looked surprised for a second.
"I'm sorry about last night," she said, "but I'll make it up to you."
"When?" Dean asked, not actually asking, more stating what he had thought about last night, that he'd probably never have sex with Jo again.
"Well; how about today?" she said running her tongue over his bottom lip before kissing him. He groaned and brought a hand up to sweep over her hair, then he put them both on her ass and pushed her hips down onto him. Now it was Jo's turn to groan. She gave him another quick kiss and collapsed on top of him. Both knew they couldn't continue this just yet.
"Ashley?" Jo shouted, "How would you like to go to your Uncle Sam and Aunt Sarah's today?"
Ashley squealed with excitement and Dean smiled at Jo. 'God I love this woman' he thought as he kissed her and hugged her body close to him.
"I'll get her ready; you call Sam." Jo suggested.
"Deal." Dean said kissing her again.
After a while Jo pulled away, reluctantly and went to pack a bag for Ashley.
"Dean I'd love to, but it's a bit short notice." Sam said.
"Come on, man; it'll be good practice for you and Sarah."
"But, Dean I…"
"Thanks Sam. See you in half an hour!" Dean said hanging up the phone and almost running into Ashley's room. Ashley wasn't there, but Jo was. She was bent down, trying to find a colouring book Ashley could take with her. Dean leant against the doorframe. THUD God he still thought she had a nice ass after all this time.
Dean smiled evilly and walked up behind her. He placed two hands on her hips and accidentally startled her.
Jo jumped when she felt something grab her. With one fluid motion she stood up straight, turned round and lifted a hand. Dean grabbed it, bringing it down gently and then slid his hands to the small of her back.
"God, Dean. You scared me." she said.
"Really?" he replied.
"Yeah. I nearly screamed the place down."
"We have later for that." He whispered, smiling and leaning in to kiss her.
"Gross dad!" Ashley said coming into the room and reacting to her parents kissing.
Dean looked back at her, then at Jo and kissed her, more appropriately than he had planned to before. Ashley walked out of her room again anyway and went downstairs.
"Uncle Sam!" Ashley shouted at the top of her lungs. She ran into him with a thud. Sam had bent down just in time to catch her in his arms, but it meant his chest caught the brunt of her assault. He picked her up, bobbing her a little so she settled.
"Thanks for this Sam." Jo said, her tired face giving him a small insight into what he was letting himself in for.
"Yeah. Seriously Sam, thanks." Dean said coming up behind Jo.
Sam just grumbled a bit in response as Jo swung the door open a little bit further so Dean could lean over to give Ashley a kiss. Sam turned his shoulder forwards so Ashley moved that direction and Dean could reach her better. Once Jo and Sarah had exchanged smiles the couple headed off with Ashley.
"Don't forget to have her back before 7." Jo called as Sam dropped Ashley gently onto the ground and Dean slowly closed the door shut and brushed the hair away from Jo's neck so that he could kiss it, teasingly. When she moaned he growled playfully and hugged her by the stomach, lifting her backwards off the ground a bit and then dropping her back down again.
Jo squealed, so in retaliation Dean lifted her again, but this time all the way, off the floor, sweeping her off her feet, shoving the backs of her knees with one hand and then continued by carrying her up the stairs.
"You should be sainted." Sarah said outside, realising that in her condition Sam was going to be doing most of the work today. Sam leaned in to kiss her, but they stopped when they heard.
"Oh! Uncle Sam! Not you too!"
Sarah smiled and Sam bent down to Ashley's level.
"What?" he asked her.
"Daddy is always doing that to Mommy," she answered, "and its gross."
Sam laughed and looked back at Sarah. "We've got all this to come." he said to her, and out of instinct she rubbed her rounded stomach and smiled again.