AUTHOR'S NOTE:

This chapter has some fluffy smut in the beginning, but it also gives a little more focus on the witch that brought them all together, and has a cliffhanger with the demon. Lucky for you guys though, that tomorrow I will post up the chapter with the demon because I'm on a roll again and I'm loving it.

WARNINGS: Language, Blood, Sex, Violence, Dark Themes

ENJOY!

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"Marry me," Dean told Lana with a smile.

Lana looked at him and then the open jewelry box, taking the ring out and putting it on her finger. Dean felt a tension release in his heart as he watched her slip the simple ring right where he wanted it and then as he leaned in he realized she was being chatty and it made him chuckle. There was nothing that Alana Meckenzie liked more than a little bit of a game with Dean Winchester and he was more than ready to play along.

"You really suck at baby steps," Lana said, scrunching up her nose playfully.

He shrugged at her. "I don't want to waste any time."

"So even though I am your worst enemies combined…you want to marry me?" Lana asked him honestly, turning so that she was facing him on the bed. "I mean, I'm the kind of thing that you hunt, am I not?"

"No, you're not," Dean replied shaking his head. "A long time ago, yeah, I would have wanted to hunt you, but you and Sam are my family. Lily is my family. I don't care what happens from here on out as long as the four of us face it together, do you hear me?"

"I'm hearing you," Lana responded, closing her eyes and nodding as Dean cupped her cheeks and wiped the tears away with his thumbs. "I also suck at baby steps…for the record. Just being around you makes me crazy in all the good ways."

Grinning from ear to ear at her words, Dean pulled her close, letting his lips press against hers, moaning loudly and simultaneously sighing in relief. The way that she was kissing him back sent sparks through his whole body, all the way to his toes. It was the first real kiss between them since being back 'together' because he didn't count the passionate kiss after learning what Florence really was—this wasn't about making her realize she was still Lana…this was about them finally being an 'us' again and she was kissing him back like she couldn't live without him.

"Classy, I know, but take your clothes off," Lana managed as they kissed each other, hands straying along each other. "I've been wishing you could just bury yourself inside of me since I saw you again…"

Dean pulled back, actually blushing a little bit, but he smirked and wiggled his eyebrows. "Jesus, that was forward, Lanni."

"Don't you want to?" Lana asked him, her face red now.

"Be buried to the hilt inside of you?" Dean asked her, smiling when her body shivered pleasantly at the thought of it, in his arms. "More than anything…"

"Thank God," Lana muttered, pulling off her shirt. "Then prove it…"

Dean wiggled his eyebrows at that and then pinned her to the bed, letting his mouth explore her entire body, taking her clothes off as he went. She made him strip down too—it was only fair—and soon it was flesh on flesh, both of them giving each other little bites and squeezes, playing with each other and just reveling in the touch for a little bit before Dean made a sound Lana had missed far too much, and set to sucking and nibbling at her neck, a hand kneading her breast as she stroked his member up and down with her hand.

"God, I've missed you," Dean murmured against her ear.

Lana smiled and nodded. "Sex with meaning is the best sex there is."

"I have to whole heartedly agree," Dean responded, kissing her mouth and then looking her in the eye. "I believe we had agreed on the whole buried to the hilt thing, though…"

As much as he liked being stroked and tugged, Dean pressed his mouth to Lana's as he gently pushed her hand away, positioning himself just so before pulling back. He looked her in the eye as he pushed in slowly, both moaning, Lana gripping his shoulders really hard as he in fact buried himself to the hilt, moving only to get comfortable, Dean stroking her hair without moving for the moment. Lana smiled at him and then bit her bottom lip as she moaned, Dean moving ever so slowly.

"This is killing me," Dean admitted, kissing her neck and moving slowly. "I just want to take you hard, but at the same time, I just want to be inside."

Lana ran her nails along him. "Hard is always good, you know…"

"You want it hard, baby?" Dean asked her, nipping at her earlobe as she arched under him, making him withdraw and then enter again a little harder than before. "Oh, like that?"

"I just want you," Lana responded quickly.

Dean smiled at her and nodded, moving at a set pace, keeping his mouth and hands all over, bringing her over the edge before he let himself have the same pleasure. Because he was ready to take on any challenge that came his way, he let himself spill over right inside of her, holding her close to him, both of them showering each other with affection, Lana letting out a small disappointed sound as Dean slipped out. Still, he gathered her up in his arms and pulled her close, running his fingers through her hair and enjoying the feel of it against his fingers.

"Wait, wait…" Dean said suddenly as he caught his breath, kissing Lana's damp forehead. "…where did we end up on the subject of you marrying me?"

Lana laughed and looked him in the eye. "Telling me to marry you is supposed to leave me without a choice, Dean, but for the record? There's no choice other than 'yes'. Will you stay though, Dean? I mean will you actually and truly stay?"

Dean smiled and pressed his lips to hers firmly. "If you say 'stay', Lanni…I will stay. I think it's pretty obvious that with you there is no choice but to be with you and I wouldn't make a choice other than that. I won't push you away ever again."

"Right answer," Lana told him nodding. "Now…I still have enough energy for another round…"

Giggling, Lana kissed Dean back as he crawled on top of her, wrapping her arms and legs around him.

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"I walked past their room and heard a moaning plead and now I'm scarred for life," Sam explained as he came into the living room.

Lily looked up from her research on her laptop and laughed loudly, nodding as Sam took a seat next to her and then shrugged a little bit. She was glad that Lana and Dean were upstairs having at each other because that meant that they were well on their way to being patched up and Lana might stop being so bitter about Lily and Sam's relationship. Lana had even told Lily that in order for her and Dean to make it through this, sex had to happen and then during post coital bliss they would talk things out and that's what they needed to do: talk things out.

Even though she didn't know that the talking had happened first, Lily knew that the relationship between Lana and Dean was complex and truly emotional. Dean wasn't one to say 'I love you' and often commented on how he 'didn't really do love' but it was because the love of a woman wasn't something that he understood. He was used to flings and emotionally detached sexual situations and the only love he ever experienced was familiar love and that of the friends he had—most of which he regarded as family. Dean knew how to die for his family and friends, but Lana was more than that and she had been more than that at the beginning.

Sure, their attraction had been physical and they had always been the kind of people to banter, but Dean let her into his heart and it had been completely unintentional. In fact, Dean had gone out of his way to try and just consider her family and to try and squash all truly deep connections, but he had let his guard down one time too many and Lana had gotten right in there. When he didn't have anyone else to turn to, he knew he could count on Lana. When he was feeling like a serial killer or like a horrible monster, he knew that she was there for him and believed him to be a truly good person. It didn't matter what he did, really…Lana would always love him.

"They kind of need it," Lily said as she turned the laptop to Sam. "This is the witch we are looking for. Bobby called me and said that he had heard that she was in a town 'making miracles' happen. So the question is: what kind of witch is she and what is her motive?"

Sam took the laptop and scrolled the blog page. "So…do you think she could still be in this town causing some havoc? Mainly I ask because I am not going up there and potentially having to hear my brother engaged in a pleasurable moment."

"Oh, so the pleading moan was Lana's?" Lily teased, laughing when Sam's face went beet red even though she was blushing too.

Talking about Lana and Dean wasn't exactly the way they both liked to spend their time, but the joke was there and Lily had to take it. Sam reached over to silence her, tickling both of her sides and pinning her to the couch. Luckily she moved her laptop in time for it to not get knocked off onto the hard floor, and as she started to tell him to stop between gasping laughs, she found Sam's lips covering hers. She relaxed and practically melted into him as he stopped tickling her and instead just wrapped his arms around her.

"Having them pieced back together means I get more time with you," Sam admitted, playing with the bottom of Lily's shirt. "That makes me pretty damn happy."

Lily nodded and ran her fingers through Sam's hair. "It makes me happy too. We're finally almost a family unit again and it's nice."

"We were always a family unit…just a bit broken," Sam told her as he kissed her nose affectionately. "It was good to bring them back together. Are you worried about her?"

"Honestly?" Lily asked him slowly, "No. I really didn't handle the demon blood thing well—you were being stupid—but no. Lana has always put us first and you kicked the blood habit and I just," she sighed, "I think that we have all been through too much to just throw each other away, you know?"

"She has always mothered us pretty hard," Sam admitted as he heard footsteps. "Means we get a date night sooner than I thought we would…"

It was Dean that graced them with his presence, torso bare and pajama pants on as he headed toward the kitchen. Lily laughed and rolled her eyes, Sam chuckling but keeping his eyes averted as he got off of Lily and then called out to Dean, who had just saluted them and headed back into the kitchen. Obviously he was in a very good mood, and Sam wanted to tease his brother because he was actually acting like he was a grown up. Dean was going after what he wanted and he wasn't letting anything get in his way, which to Sam, was the best thing that Dean could do.

"You seem pleased!" Sam called out, Dean coming to the doorway and nodding with a wink. "Well, it's good you're happy, Dean."

Dean smiled and nodded. "We're working up an appetite, so I promised her pie."

"Pie in bed is definitely a good sign," Lily agreed with a grin on her face. "Yay!"

Chuckling and nodding, Dean grabbed the rest of the pie leftovers out of the fridge and bounded up the stairs, Lily kissing Sam's cheek and then getting back on her laptop. She wouldn't have minded having some sex too, but at the moment she was really trying to figure out from Bobby if this was where they should keep looking. If the witch did in fact set up shop in this town, then it was their job to make sure that she didn't up killing anyone. Since she was related to this whole situation with Lana too, they needed to get Lana and Dean all untangled from each other, but they weren't sure just how to do that or even if they should right then…but it would have to be done eventually.

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Lana was more than ready to fight a witch, and so she got up and got dressed…though she did kind of want a nap. Dean had exhausted her and he even yawned at one point as they got weapons ready to run off and get some things taken care of. Sam and Lily thought it was kind of funny, and chose to pretend that they didn't see them when Dean leaned over to kiss Lana's cheek as they readied to go toward the Impala. Dean would either deny it, or he would make sure that he shut down about it for a little while and Sam and Lily didn't want him to shut down—not at all.

"Sam and Lily can see you," Lana laughed as she pushed on Dean playfully. "PDA, my God."

Dean nodded and then pinched her ass. "I just like that we're close right now."

"Not my ass!" Lana exclaimed, smacking his hand. "We have a hunt to do…"

"I know, I know, and I've already done you," Dean replied, laughing when Lana flushed a little bit. "A good three times…"

"I do like it when you—" Lana began.

"—nope, no more," Sam cut in shaking his head.

Lana flushed even redder. "I wasn't going to say anything even remotely dirty, Sammy."

Now everyone but Dean was blushing, Dean laughing loudly and tossing his and Lana's duffles into the car before getting in the driver's seat. Then Sam got into the passenger seat and Lily and Lana filed into the back, Dean pulling out onto the road. In order to get to the place they were either going to have to drive all night or get a motel room and that all depended on Dean's ability to keep driving. After all that sex, he was only going to be up for so long before he crashed.

"I'm going to take a nap and then you can nap and I will drive," Lana told Dean as she tucked a pillow under her head and leaned on the window. "I mean…if you can let your baby drive your baby so we get to this town sooner."

Dean chuckled and nodded. "Yeah, sounds good to me."

"Dean!" Lana said suddenly, the Impala coming to a screeching stop.

Before them was a dashing man with black eyes and while Dean wanted to just run him over with his car, Lana was getting out so Dean was too to protect her if he could. She stopped at the front of the car as the demon looked her over and then he chuckled, which made Dean sidled up to Lana, who put herself in between herself and Dean, Dean angry about it, but his eyes widened when Lana opened up her mouth to speak.

"Fecor," Lana said as he nodded. "We've been looking for you…"

Note: The next chapter will be around soon! I'm on a roll and enjoying myself! Feedback is always appreciated!