Chapter 3: Desperate Dean and Sad Sam
By: Dean' Sassy Seductress & Dean's Little Tempation
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Dean opened his eyes and found himself back at Bobby's, in him and London's old room. He heard movement next to him and looked to see a little girl lying there. She had to be about four years old and had the most beautiful brown hair and cutest face he's ever seen. She was holding onto his hand as she slept.

The little girl opened her eyes and smiled up at him, "Morning daddy."

"Morning baby." He smiled at her and kissed her forehead.

The door opened and London walked in. The little girl turned her head and smiled at London. "Morning mommy." She let go of Dean's hand and ran across the bed into her mother's arms.

"Morning sweet pea, now when did you sneak in last night?"

"Daddy said it was ok." London peered over her daughters shoulder giving Dean a face and he shrugged innocently with a smile.

"Your daddy is a big softy."

"Hey!"

The little girl let out a giggle and London laughed.

"He said he'd protect me from the monsters in my closet."

"But there is no such thing…right daddy?"

"You're mom is right pumpkin. There's no such thing."

"But-"

"You know what's in your closet?" asked London.

"What?"

"Dust bunnies that you need to clean up." London tickled the little girls sides making her giggle and Dean's smile grow. "Right after breakfast…"

"And TV!"

"And TV you and I will go clean that room of yours. Now come on. Hop on my back." The little girl quickly hopped on her mother's back and waved at her father. London smiled at Dean, "I'll be back." And she walked out the door.

Seconds later London returned closing their bedroom door. She crawled onto the bed and kissed his lips, "Morning."

"Mmmm, morning," he said with a grin on his face after she kissed him.

"Now…what did I tell you about letting Alyssa sleep in our room?"

"But London she gave me the Sam Winchester puppy dog eyes. How can I say no to that?"

London laughed and kissed his lips again, "Maybe I can forgive you."

"Maybe?" He arched an eyebrow.

"If we fool around a bit I may forgive you. She's occupied with the TV that gives us an hour till she gets bored."

Without hesitation Dean leaned in and kissed her. His hands ran through her hair and with each small kiss his and her smile grew. Dean laid her on the bed beneath him and she smiled up at him before their lips were on each others again more passionate than before. She moaned quietly into his mouth her hands running down his bare back. Dean had his arms wrapped around her, holding her close to him as possible. Dean's lips moved down her neck and kissed and nipped at it. He knew every button to press and every spot to kiss to get her in the mood, to make her feel good and to send her high with pleasure.

London looked over Dean making sure he didn't hit his head too hard, "Jensen can you hear me?"

"Mmmm, Londy," he moaned and London blushed as she looked up at Sam and Syd, "He doesn't possibly know anyone else named London…does he?" She asked Sam.

Sam shook his head, "Nope you're number one."

London smiled sheepishly and looked back at down at him, "Jensen you need to wake up. Follow my voice ok?" She ran her hand through his hair and Dean slowly opened his eyes. He found Sam, Syd and London staring at him.

"Why is everyone staring at me?" he asked looking at all three of them and then at the others that were in the restaurant making sure he was ok.

"You fainted," said London.

"Oh…man I had a crazy dream." Sam and Syd helped him up.

"We heard," Syd said with a smirk, "You moaned Londy."

Dean watched as Sam helped London off the floor and looked at her, "I did?"

London tucked some hair behind her ear and nodded, "Yeah…but its ok. We were the last people you saw before you fainted so it's only natural."

"You don't know how natural it is to dream about you," he mumbled to himself.

"Maybe we should get the food to go," said Syd, "You may want to rest that head of yours."

Dean rubbed the back of his head and London walked up to him, "Let me see." As she ran her hands through his hair feeling a bump a feeling of déjà vu went through her. She closed her eyes finding herself in a motel room running her hands through Dean's hair checking for a bump. When she reopened them she quickly took her hands off him.

"Are you ok London?" asked Syd grabbing her jacket.

"Uh…yeah I think," she said with a smile and looked at Dean, "I just had some weird déjà vu. As if I had checked your head for a bump before."

Dean nodded remembering that was the first day he kissed her. He had her up against the desk kissing her and that's when he realized that he really cared about London.

"Maybe it was like a dream you had or something," said Syd shrugging, "I mean I dream of Dean all the time."

Sam glared at Dean but he ignored him because he was just staring at London. She almost remembered. He had to find another way to get her to remember things. Something had to click her memory.

"So where are you guys going? We can have a taxi come pick you guys up as soon as we get to our apartment," said Syd as they ordered their food at the counter.

"Going?" asked Sam and looked at Dean realizing they had no place to go, "Uh…actually we forgot to book a hotel room."

"Yeah our agents forgot to mention that it would be a 48 hour thing. We thought we'd hang out and then go back to the set in…"

"Vancouver," said London with a smile.

"Really? Canada?" asked Dean and shook his head. "But anyway see we don't have a place to stay so-"

"How about this?" asked Syd as her and Sam grabbed the bags of food, "You stay with us for the night. I mean it's not much and we only have the one couch but you guys can flip for it."

"That would be great," said Sam smiling at her.

"Ok it's settled then," said London with a smile. Dean looked at her smile and all he wanted to do was kiss those luscious lips.

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London walked out from the back room carrying a few pillows and blankets and sat them on the couch, "We don't really have a lot of stuff for guest and I'm sure you guys are use to sleeping in better places but I hope this will work for the night," she said.

"No this is perfect." Dean smiled at her.

"Great well I guess you two can fight over the couch but I have a feeling Jared might pull out some Sam moves and beat you Jensen." London smiled.

Dean looked over at Sam who was smiling as he ran his fingers through his long hair. "Not a word." Dean pointed and turned back to London. He won her over with the Dean Winchester charm once so he was sure he could do it again.

Dean walked over to her where she was standing in the kitchen writing on a note pad, "What are you doing?" he asked and leaned against the counter next to her.

"Just going over my to do list. I have about three weeks until my due date so I'm just going over everything I need to get done. Is there something I can do for you or get you?" she asked and sat her pen down next to the pad.

"Well I can think of a few things you can do for me." He winked.

London blushed, "Wow you are more like Dean than I thought. Must be hard to get out of character after playing him for so long."

"Well I guess you can say I feel like I am the guy. So I was thinking, maybe I should just share your bed tonight. We could get to know each other," Dean said and put on the sexy smile.

"Wow you really know how to make a girl blush," London said, "But I don't think I'll be sharing a bed with anyone any time soon. I mean look what happened last time I slept with a guy." She motioned over her belly.

"You are more than welcome to share with me," Sydney said as she walked in the kitchen wearing a 'Dean's Bitch' shirt. "I have lots of room and let's just say its been awhile since I shared a bed with a man." She winked as she ran her hand up his arm

Sam saw what was going on and walked in with the rest of them, "I don't think so," he said in a jealous tone. Dean, London, and Sydney all looked over at him, "I just mean that it would be really inappropriate. We'll be fine out here." Sam smiled.

"Oh ok then," Sydney said and saw a small box on the table, "Oh I almost forgot," she said and picked it up and handed it to London, "This came for you today. I think you know what it is."

London smiled, "Finally," she said and ripped open the box. "I ordered this five weeks ago."

"What is it?" Dean asked.

London smiled and took out two things and held them up and Dean's face hardened as he glared at Sam who was turning red.

"She saw them online and had to have them. I tried to talk her out of it but she wouldn't listen," Syd said.

"How could I pass these up? I mean my baby would look so cute in this wouldn't she?" London said as she looked at a small shirt that read 'Sam Girl'. It was tiny enough to fit an infant. The other t-shirt read 'Sam's Baby Mama'. "Sure I won't be able to wear this for another month but I'll get back to my small size."

"Yes you will and you will look great in it," Sydney said.

Dean was still just glaring at Sam who was shrugging, "I'm gonna kill you," he whispered.

Sam rolled is eyes and pointed to Sydney's shirt, "I think we're even," he whispered back.

"Ok well if you guys don't need anything else I think I am going to head to bed and try to get some sleep," London said.

"Good night sweetie," Sydney said and kissed her sister on the cheek before she headed off to bed.

"Night," Dean said as he watched her go. God what he wouldn't give to just lay next to her and hold her in his arms the way he use to.

"You know my offer still stands," Sydney said to Dean.

"Thanks but I'm fine. Have a good night," Dean said.

"Let me know if you guys need anything," she said. "Goodnight guys." She smiled and turned out the hallway light and walked into her room.

Sam bit on his bottom lips as he watched her go. He missed her so much and it was killing him that she didn't even know who he really was. She was his wife, the person he promised to protect and spend the rest of his life with and she didn't know it.

Sam sighed and slumped down on the couch, "What do we do now?" Sam asked.

Dean looked at him and walked over to the couch, "Well I know one thing…you need to get off my bed," Dean said and pushed him up.

"What? Why do you get the couch?" Sam asked as he watched Dean lay down.

"Because I'm older and expecting a child so get comfortable on the floor," Dean said and folded his arms.

"What? Are you kidding me? London is the one pregnant and you haven't even talked to her yet," Sam said, "Speaking of…do you want to talk about it?"

"Nope. Not right now anyways. I just want to let it sink in and get the hell out of this world with the girls. I want my life back."

"Yeah I know what you mean," Sam said, "We'll figure it out in the morning."

"Sounds like a plan," Dean said and closed his eyes.

Sam turned off the living room light and was about to lay down when he saw that Sydney's light was still on and her door was open. Maybe now was a good time to at least talk to her. It was better than nothing.

He walked slowly down the hall and walked up to her door. He saw her in there sitting back in a chair with her feet on a desk. "Knock knock," he said and pushed the door open.

Sydney put the chair back on all fours and took her feet down, "Hi. Is everything ok, Jared?" she asked.

"Yeah uh everything is perfect. Just not really tired that's all," he said.

"Me either. I don't usually fall asleep until about two," she said.

"I know." He smiled remembering how she loved to lay awake and talk at night but by the look on her face she didn't remember the same thing, "I mean I know how you feel. Mind if we talk or something?"

"Come on in. I love to talk," she smiled.

Sam closed the door and walked over and sat on the edge of her bed. He looked around the room and there were about 10 pictures of Dean and he rolled his eyes. "Wow that is one big picture of Dean."

"That one's my favorite," she smiled, "I got it free from the store. When the shipment of season three came in I stole the poster." She smiled, "But don't think I forgot about you," she said and pulled out a folder and handed it to him. "I have about 20 of you in there."

"Really?" he said and flipped through it. Most of the pictures made him look like a male model.

Sydney turned her radio down a little and sat Indian style next to him, "So what would you like to talk about?" she asked.

"Anything you want to," Sam said.

"I really don't know what to say to you. I mean you are this big time TV star and you are here…in my room…on my bed. I'm a little over whelmed."

"I'm sure you wished it was Dean or I mean Jensen," Sam said.

Sydney looked away for a minute and then back at him, "I use to think that. I mean Dean is just…"

"Ok I get it. You don't have to tell me about the dreams you have about him."

"Actually he isn't the one I dream about believe it or not," she said, "I dream about you more or well Sam."

Sam perked up when he heard that, "Really?"

"Yeah. It's kind of crazy. I dream about you every night. I mean the last dream I had we…" she started and laughed a little.

"We what?"

"We got married. I know it's crazy. I married Sam Winchester of all people and London was screwing around with Dean. How weird would that be? I mean Dean and London. Come on."

"I don't know. It's not that unbelievable if you really think about it," Sam said.

"You probably think I am this weird stalker girl or something. I'm sure you get fans throwing themselves at you all the time.

"Not as much as you think," he said.

Sam looked at her and he couldn't take it any longer. He had to feel her lips on his again. As soon as their eyes met Sam made his move. He leaned over and pressed his lips to hers and it felt so good.

Sydney was taken by surprise but she went with it. He ran her fingers through his hair and deepened the kiss a little more. He was even a better kisser now than he was in her dreams.

Sam pulled away from her. He didn't want her to think he was some kind of freak or something. "I'm-I'm sorry. I shouldn't have done that," he said.

"Don't be sorry. I like it…and I want more," Sydney said and pushed him down onto his back and straddled him.

Sydney smiled down at him and licked her lips. "God I have wanted this for so long," he said and pulled her lips to his again.

His fingers tangled in her hair as their tongues battled. Sydney's eyes were closed and she felt his lips tear away from her lips and move to her neck, "Jared…" she moaned.

"Call me Sam. Please," he said as he licked and sucked on her neck in that sweet spot he knew she liked.

"Sam..." she sighed. It was a little odd he wanted to be called Sam but she went with it. Right now she would call him whatever he wanted to be called as long as he didn't stop.

Dean opened his eyes hearing someone talking. He sat up and looked over the couch to see a light on in the kitchen and he noticed the voice was London's. He scrunched his eyebrows together wondering who she was talking to because he could only hear her voice. He took the covers off and headed into the kitchen quietly. He leaned on the doorway watching her and couldn't help but let out a small smile.

"I think I had a mother once," London quoted from the book in her hand, "What was she like?...I forget…I had a white rat once!...That's no mother!"

Dean couldn't help but chuckle which caught London's attention and she blushed, "Sorry…did I wake you?"

"No, no," he lied as he walked in and took a seat next to her, "What are you reading?"

"Peter Pan…it's my favorite book ever since I was little."

Dean smiled, "I know." London looked at him confused, "I mean…Syd told me that's how I know."

London nodded, "Oh…ok that makes sense." She closed the book and sat it on the table. "I guess it's because I was an orphan…I sort of know how the lost boys feel. Not having a mother or a father…or even a sibling."

Dean could hear the sadness in her voice and placed his hand on her knee, "But look at you, you grew up just fine without them."

She grinned at him, "Thanks…I did didn't I?" She laughed and noticed Dean's hand staying on her knee, "That's the reason I'm not putting her up for adoption. I don't mind if I'm a single parent with a child. I want her to know who her parents are and that they love her very much…even if I have to play mommy and daddy."

"I don't think you'll have to play daddy too long."

She smiled, "Oh yeah?"

Dean nodded, "Yeah you're just…beautiful." He grinned at her showing her that charming smile.

"Thank you…some days I don't feel beautiful because of the pregnancy-"

"Don't even say it. You are gorgeous. Any man would be lucky to have you."

She gave him a big smile that made his heart skip a beat.

"Thank you."

"So…uh, what are you doing up anyway?"

"Oh…she's running a marathon inside me. She is so energetic. Once she learned she could kick and roll around in there that was it," London couldn't help but laugh, "She doesn't do it all the time. I can't wait till she's here."

Dean grinned, "I bet. So, uh, obviously it's a girl and you don't know who the father is?"

"No but like I said it's ok. His lost you know?"

Dean nodded and watched London jump in her seat, "You ok?"

London laughed, "Yeah she just kicked really hard all of a sudden. You know…whenever you talk she kicks…it's kind of funny. She must get annoyed with me and Syd talking to her all the time she needs to hear someone different."

Dean nodded, "Do you mind if I, uh…" He gestured towards her stomach.

London shook her head, "Not at all. Who can say that they had their stomach touched by Jensen Ackles?"

Dean didn't say anything his eyes just dropped to her stomach as she lifted her shirt up just a bit. She took hold of his hand and placed it on her stomach. It was still for a second and Dean looked up at London. She was biting her bottom lip. She had to admit his hand on her skin felt good. His hand was warm and not what she expected from an actor. His hands had hard worker written all over them, she could tell by the feel.

"Maybe if you say something she'll kick again."

"Uh…um…o…k," Dean didn't know what to say. He's never done this before. He leaned closer to her stomach and looked up at London and she nodded for him to go on, "Uh…hey baby…uh maybe you should you know go to sleep for your mom because she needs her rest…huh?" Dean closed his eyes he felt like an idiot talking to her stomach. The baby was not going to talk back then he felt a kick at his hand and his eyes quickly shot open as he looked at her stomach then up at her. "She kicked."

"Yeah I think she answered you."

Dean grinned and looked back down at her stomach a small tear escaped his eye but he quickly wiped it away. He couldn't believe that he almost missed this, missed his only child, only daughter being born. He had to get these two back to his world where he could protect them and live as a family.