"Good morning sleepy head."

Dean smiled immediately from just hearing her voice. He peeked through one of his eyes and saw her standing there holding out a coffee cup to him, wearing nothing but one of his shirts.

"Morning..." he sleepily said with a smile. He grabbed the coffee from her and sat up a little to take a sip.

Bree just stood there for a moment with a goofy grin on her face, enjoying Dean's ruffled hair and half asleep face. He scooted over in the bed and patted beside him while he sipped the hot liquid again. She obliged and sat beside him with her legs under herself.

"What time is it?" The sleepiness was slowly leaving his voice due to the coffee.

"Almost 11, I've never seen you sleep so late. I guess someone wore you out, huh?" She joked with him.

Dean laughed a little, "Yeah, I guess so."

They sat in silence a bit longer just sipping their coffee. Bree was dreading having to gather all of her stuff together and head back to her place. Honestly, she didn't want to even remotely leave. She enjoyed her house of course, but ever since the Viktor incident, along with all the time she spent there alone thinking of Dean, it just wasn't the same to her. Now that they seemed to be back together she didn't like the idea of spending even one night away from him. But, were they back together?

"Dean?" Bree turned herself to face him a little more straight on.

"Yeah baby?" He responded and she couldn't stop the smile from hearing him call her baby. It was almost too easy.

"Uh...are we you know...together again?" She sounded more worried than she wanted to, but she couldn't help it.

He looked at her somberly, and without saying anything grabbed her coffee cup from her. He sat both of the cups on the night stand closest to him and then turned back to her. Dean took her hands into his and placed a small kiss to the back of each of her hands. She looked at the place on the back of her hands that he just touched with his lips and smiled to herself, knowing that was his way of confirming her question. Bree looked up at him and he almost didn't skip a beat before he placed his mouth over hers. He kissed her softly, not rushing anything just taking his time to enjoy her. A few moments passed and she felt that all too familiar feeling between her legs pushing her to close the distance between them. Without breaking the kiss, she slowly threw her leg over his waist to straddle him. Dean ran his hands up and down her thighs lovingly. She tried to deepen the kiss more by tangling her fingers in his short locks while sort of grinding down on him. Dean let out a groan and broke the kiss. He just stared at her for a moment, eyes darting from her left eye to the right and back and forth.

"What is it?" She asked slightly out of breath.

"You want to know what I was just thinking?" He asked, not responding to her question but she went along with it anyway.

"Was it about how much you want to take me right here…right now?" She whispered, not able to hide the lust in her voice.

Dean looked kind of shocked and gulped hard. He chuckled a little and shook his head. "Well that was sexy." He cleared his throat then sort of seemed unsure of himself. It made Bree worry a little which snapped her out of the moment quickly.

"Sorry…I thought that's what you were going for. Uh, what's wrong, love?" She used this term of endearment for the first time sort of accidentally and she suddenly felt as nervous as he looked.

"No it's fine, believe me. Remind me to pick up right where we left of." He chuckled again, "But before, I was thinking about us."

"Okay…" she responded, curious as to where he was going with it. She tried to pull herself off of him, to sit beside him again but his hands were on her thighs not letting her move even a little.

"It's nothing bad, baby. I was thinking about how much I really don't want you to leave. And I don't want you to feel obligated or anything…but what if you didn't have to leave?"

She sat there for a moment trying to understand what he meant but didn't want to jump to any sort of conclusion. "What are you saying? You want me to stay?"

Dean looked nervous and swallowed a little too hard to go unnoticed. "Yeah, you know…like you could live…here."

Shock covered Breanna's face. That wasn't even remotely where she thought he was going. She knew she didn't want to leave him but not even for a second did she consider the fact that he would want to live together. So many mixed emotions and feelings were running through her mind. How scary is it to live with someone? Memories of Derek flooded her followed by what would they do about all of her stuff? Would he get sick of her? Were they even ready to take this next step?

Dean cleaned his throat a little at her long pause and took one of his hands from her thigh where he was steadily caressing her to run it over his face. "It was just an idea I had. It's ridiculous, I know we just got back to this…I'm sorry for bringing it up," he said the last part quickly before trying to kiss her, hoping to pick back up and ignore this overwhelming feeling of disappointment he was feeling.

Bree didn't deny the kiss but it wasn't a heated kiss like he was expecting, it was more of a sweet peck. Then she pulled back, her eyes studying his face and her heart swelled like it so often did when it she looked at him. He was so sweet and he was inviting her into his home, well, permanently. She pushed all of the negative feelings back and just knew that she loved this man and would love nothing more than to fall asleep in this bed with him every single night.

"Okay." she said plainly with a smile on her face. "Okay, I'll stay. That is if Sam's okay with it…you should probably check with him first," she joked with him again.

Dean grinned at her, "You really want to?"

She grinned right back at him, "More than anything."

The grin never leaving Dean's face, "Oh man, I love you." Her heart fluttered at his outright admission of love.

"Not as much as I love you." She said sweetly. "Now where were we?" The sweet tone in her voice was replaced with something a little sultrier.

Dean kissed her with a fervor he didn't have in the kiss earlier. One of Dean's hands tangled into her long hair as he deepened the kiss. Enticing a small moan from her that was muffled by the kiss. While the other hand slid up her thigh under the shirt of his that she wore, touching her soft stomach, brushing along the underside of her breast then down her spine before resting it on her lower back. She attempted to grind down onto him which made him groan and break the kiss. She was panting, with a look of need on her face.

Dean placed a small kiss to her neck before whispering in her ear, "Don't worry baby girl. I got you."

So.. not my longest chapter ever, or most exciting one but I think it's sweet and leaves us in a good spot for now. Don't you think?

I'm rewriting a lot of the older chapters, not really changing the story just writing them better. I'm just not very impressed with my writing back then, seeing as I never wrote fan fiction before it was to be expected. So I'll be posting the revisited chapters as I finish them then we will be fast forwarding through time a little for the next chapter!

I want to shout out to AHChidemebabe for offering to beta my stories before I publish them now! Thank you again.

I love reviews and input of any kind! Let me know where you want this story to go, give me ideas, let me know what I'm doing wrong.. anything! Thank you guys for reading and hope you enjoy :)