Five years later

Alice stood outside her door, looking around her. For the last day or so she'd felt distinctly like someone was watching her. Mary bounced up beside her, the deep green eyes so reminiscent of her father's, but the dark hair and heart shaped face of Alice. "Mummy," she demanded, "why are you staring into space?"

Alice laughed, and picked her up, "No reason little one, just thought I saw a cat. Dinner?"

Later on, her daughter safely asleep in bed, Alice resumed standing outside the door, looking into the dusk around her, a coffee in one hand, she frowned. "Castiel? Is that you?"

"No, it's not him," said a deep voice as a figure emerged from round the corner of her neighbour's house. "It's me."

"Dean?" Alice asked… praying it was, and that she wasn't going insane.

"Is it too late? Am I… too late?" He asked, coming into view.

"My God, no… never, but… there's something, someone, you…"

"Mary Samantha? I know. I've always known. A couple of times a year I force Castiel to bring me to you, I stay a while and watch. It's totally creepy really, but I still believed I had to keep you safe. Especially when I knew she existed. Cas told me her name, told me he kept an eye on you both, and I got through. But I miss you sweetheart, I've come to bring you home. I'll always have to hunt, but the big bad can go to the young guys now. I feel like I've done my bit, I'm nearly 40 and it's enough. I've taken Bobby's place, in every way, rebuilt the house after the fire and everything. I'm part time mechanic, part time hunter. I work the phones, Sam does research. It's sparse, but it's comfortable. Come home with me Alice. Please?"

Alice looked up at him, not a single doubt crossed her mind as she moved in towards him, reaching up and kissing him long and deep on the mouth. Their kiss lengthened, feeling as if not a second had passed since the last time. Every emotion that she'd kept hidden for years came rushing back. He lifted her up against the wall, and in a symmetry from their first time together, opened his jeans and hers, and pushed into her then and there. She gasped as she felt him inside her, wet immediately, she thrust against him saying his name over and over again. His movements became more earnest, as he moved her into the house, shutting the door with his foot behind them. He lay her down on the kitchen floor and propped on his arms thrust in and out of her, watching her face as he brought her to orgasm, which took him to his with it.

"Love you Alice," he said into her neck, coming down from the high.

"Always and forever Dean," she whispered back, smiling as the two of them held each other tight, knowing they'd never be apart again.

The End.

Maybe.