Title:Carly Richelle Winchester

Disclaimer:I do not own anything you recognize…

Warnings: Nope.

Notes:Nope.

Enjoy!

"Mommy," Austin ran in the house, his sister attempting to catch up, "we got you something!"

Megan, being the more politically correct one, smiled like normal and said, "Happy Mom Day!"

Carly put the book that she was reading down as Dean entered the living room – way behind his children. She tossed him a smile before helping her kids onto the couch. "How was your sleepover?"

"Good," Austin jumbled out. "Can you open your present now?"

Carly laughed. "Sure, baby."

The boy jumped off the couch and over to his father who had just sat down in the recliner. "Where did you put it, dad? She's going to open it!"

Rolling his eyes at the overly excited Winchester, Dean reached inside the pocket of his leather jacket (which was lying over the arm of the chair he was in) and pulled out the box.

Austin took it and ran over to his sister. "It's from Megan and Daddy and me."

"Thank you, Austin and Megan and Daddy," Carly said smiling as she began to open the gift slowly.

Okay, Dean wanted to tell her to hurry the hell up now. She was taking too long opening this little present… and then…

She gasped. "Oh, wow," she whispered.

"What? You don't like it," Austin asked his mom, noticing the look that was definitely not a smile.

"No, no, I love it, Austin."

His smile returned and Megan added, "Me pick."

Carly finally smiled, hugging Megan first then Austin. "You both did a great job. I love it. Why don't you go play and let Mommy talk to Daddy?"

Megan was the first to climb off the couch. "Bye-bye," she said as she left the room to her own room (the previous Daddy's room). Austin followed.

"Dean, this is," Carly said after the two children were in the other room, "really nice."

He smiled. "I thought you'd like it."

"I love it." Carly gave him a true smile. "Thank you so much."

Dean shrugged, standing up and putting on his jacket. Carly got up and went over to him. He had just finished putting his jacket on when she hugged him.

It was… wow. Dean hadn't realized how much he missed her touch. This was the first intentional touching they had had in a year. Dean's heart skipped a beat and he relaxed into her arms, wrapping his own around her.

"Thank you," she whispered, realizing, also, that this was their first touch in a long time.

"My pleasure," he replied as they both savored the moment.