Author's Note: VERY mature chapter ahead! You have been warned. If you don't like that, then don't ready the ending part.

"Quiero beberme de ti todo lo prohibido. Quiero amanecer besando toda, toda tu ternura. Mi nina, mi vida, te necesito..."

My friends actually seemed to click well with Dean. Even Dr. Stevens acknowledged the fact that he was there. The whole medical dinner went surprisingly fast. There was dinner and then the chief made a speech, announcing that Dr. Stevens was going to be the new chief. After that, we just stayed at our tables but some people got up and danced.

"Hm, that's interesting, Dean," Bradley remarked on what Dean had been saying.

"Not really. I'm just excited for the game on Sunday," Dean said.

"You're a football guy?" Bradley asked.

"Yeah, I love it," Dean replied.

"Are you going for the Bears or Ravens this Sunday?" Bradley asked.

"Ravens, I guess. I'm a Packers guy by far though," Dean answered.

"No way! Me too. You should come over on Sunday to watch the game," Bradley suggested.

"Yeah, I'd uh, like that," Dean said, shooting me a look.

"I have to pee. Jennie, would you come with me?" Katie suddenly announced.

"Uh, sure," I replied, giving her a confused look. She glared at me so instead of responding I just got up and went with her.

"What was that all about?" I heard Dean ask.

"I don't know. It was probably something about how women can't go to the bathroom alone," Bradley chuckled.

"Yeah why is that?" Dean laughed. Katie grabbed my wrist, pulling my far away from them. We got into the bathroom and the door shut, heavily.

"What?" I asked.

"Oh my God, he's so into you. It's obvious, Jen," Katie squealed.

"No, that's not a good thing," I said.

"Why not?" Katie asked.

"Uh, because he has a girlfriend," I pointed out in a 'well-duh' tone.

"Yeah a girlfriend who sounds like a bitch!" Katie exclaimed.

I sighed, "He, well on the way here he held the door for me to the car and he just, I don't know. I've been feeling it too. But what makes you say that because I could totally be making this up. He was probably just trying to be nice!"

"Um, yeah, so he could get into your pants! Did you see that look he gave you when Bradley asked him to come over and watch football?" Katie asked. I laughed at her remark. "He gave you that 'I'm only the boyfriend, should I go?' look. Aw Jen, he's still in love with you," she gushed.

I kept silent and Katie gasped. "And you're still in love with him!" She then covered her mouth.

"I-, it doesn't matter, okay?" I responded.

"What?" Katie asked, her face falling.

"It would be wrong of me to ruin his relationship. If he wants to end it, then we'll talk but as long as he's with Ella, I can't do anything," I explained.

"So you are saying that you still love him?" Katie asked.

I sighed, "Yes. I think about him all the time and he's so great with Lucas that I can't help but want him even more. Ugh, he drives me insane. But what about Lucas? And Daniel… I don't want Lucas to forget about his father."

Katie gave me a sympathetic smile, "And he won't. Daniel was amazing but he never, he never got to be here for all of this. As for Lucas, Lucas loves Dean and honestly, I think Dean'd be a great father figure in his life."

"Yeah but, I don't know, we're just talking love. There's, we have to have a relationship first before we even get into marriage. What if it doesn't work out between me and Dean? I would hate to do that to Lucas because he really does love Dean," I said.

"You are such a worrier! You'll deal with that when the time comes but as for now, you need to focus on the present," Katie said.

I sighed, "You're right. Okay, maybe we should go back out there before either of them get worried.

"Good plan," Katie replied. The two of us walked out of the bathroom and back to the table where Dean and Bradley were still talking about football. Just then, the song Crash Into Me by Dave Matthews Band came on.

Katie smiled, "Oh God, I love this song. Do you want to dance?"

"I'd love to," Bradley answered, getting up. I watched as the two made their way towards the dance floor and I sat down next to Dean.

"So…" Dean started.

"So…" I replied. I chuckled a little.

"So do you want to dance?" Dean asked.

"Really?" I asked back, surprised.

"Yeah," Dean replied.

The way that he had looked at me was breathtaking. It was the way he had looked at me when we had first met and the way he had looked at me when we were openly declaring our love for each other. Katie was right. Dean was still in love with me and I was still in love with him. Dean and I followed Katie and Bradley to the dance floor and I wrapped my arms around his neck. He wrapped his arms around my waist and the two of us swayed the music. I rested my head on his shoulder and closed my eyes.

"You know, this song is really dirty," he said, laughing as he listened to the lyrics of the song.

I chuckled, "Yeah I know. It doesn't seem like it'd be that song but it is. It sounds so… I don't know but it's just really dirty."

Dean laughed, "Do you remember when we played dirty scrabble?"

"We did not play dirty scrabble!" I exclaimed, giggling a little.

"Uh, yeah we did," Dean replied.

"No, you made it into dirty scrabble. Perv," I said, hitting him playfully.

It felt like we were two crazy-in-love high school kids just dancing to a song at the prom. I inhaled Dean's familiar and addictive scent. I had missed the way he made me feel. The way he'd drive me completely insane. The way that he loved me. The way that I felt when I was in love with him. Dean was right; I needed to get back into dating. The only problem was that the only one I wanted to date was taken.

"Do you want to go for a walk?" Dean asked.

I lifted my head off of his chest, "Sure."

"Alright one second. I'm going to use the bathroom but I'll be back," Dean said.

"Okay," I replied, returning to our table.

Dean's phone was still on the table. It buzzed once and the screen lit up. I didn't mean to go through it but the message just kind of popped up. It was from Ella. It read: You're with her. Aren't you? We need to talk. There was a pit in my stomach. Why did I feel like the other woman? I hated this feeling.

Dean returned within minutes and so we went for our walk. I didn't know what to say to him though. The two of us went outside and walked along the pathway, stopping on a bridge over the lake. Dean leaned against the railing, looking out at the water.

"You know, I thought this whole medical dinner thing was going to be boring but it really wasn't," Dean started.

I chuckled, "Yeah I thought so too but it was actually pretty good. But listen, can we talk about something?"

"Sure, what is it?" Dean asked, looking over at me.

"Look, I didn't mean to go through your phone, I mean, I didn't but a message popped up when you were in the bathroom from Ella. It seemed like she didn't know you were here with me. And when I met her it really seemed like she hated the fact that we were spending time together," I started.

"What were you doing going through my phone?" Dean asked defensively.

I sighed, "I wasn't."

"You should've never have read that. I shouldn't be here," Dean said, starting to walk away.

"Why is this making you act like this?" I asked, at almost an exclamation.

He looked at me and shook his head, "You really want to know?"

"Yes," I replied.

There was a long pause before he started to speak, "So one night, I'm going over to Ella's to surprise her. I felt like she was slipping so I just, I needed to find a way to get her back. So I go to her apartment and there are clothes on the floor. Ella is a neat freak. She never leaves clothes on the floor. There's a shirt, a bra, pants… I know what I'm about to see and I just I have this pit in my stomach. And then I see a jacket. It's the guy's jacket and its way too familiar. I then realize that I'm going to open the door and see my girlfriend and my best friend in bed together. And that's exactly what I saw."

"I'm really sorry, Dean. What happened to second chances?" I asked.

"It doesn't matter anymore," Dean replied. "And then you came along and she, I don't think she was ever sure that I-"

"So what I was revenge?" I asked.

"NO!" Dean exclaimed.

"Well that's how you're making it sound," I accused.

"Jennie would you just listen? I haven't been here with you and been spending almost every moment with you just to piss her off. What I was going to say was that Ella, I don't think she was ever sure that I was over you and now I don't really know if I am either," he said.

"Oh," I said back, taken aback.

Dean sighed. This was not the answer he wanted to hear. I leaned against the bridge, staring out at the water. What was I supposed to say? We were fighting about his girlfriend. He had a girlfriend. He wasn't mine anymore. Was I really supposed to tell him that I wanted him again?

"Really, Jen? Really?" Dean asked, looking at me.

"What?" I exclaimed.

"That's all you can say to me? 'Oh'. You know how hard this whole talking about my feelings thing is for me and you just, you can't open up to me. If you just don't feel the same-," Dean started.

"Dean, it's not like that," I interrupted.

"Then what is it, huh? Tell me. Look me in the eye and honestly tell me that you don't have feelings for me anymore. If you can do it, I'll stop," Dean said. I avoided looking him in the eye because I wasn't even quite sure I was ready for this kind of confrontation. If I did what he wanted, or what he was asking me to, I would be telling a lie. I finally looked at him, right in the eye, in hopes of being able to lie to him.

Instead of telling him what I thought I wanted to say, I said: "I'm sorry but I don't think I can do that."

Dean stared at me and I stared at him back. Things weren't going the way I had planned or wanted them to. Basically, we had just told each other we still had feelings for each other. So... what were we supposed to do next? And then, instead of responding with words, Dean crashed his lips against mine. He pulled me close to him and I wrapped my arms around his neck as he kissed me passionately, closing the gap between us. The kiss was fast, lustful, and hungry. Dean leaned me up against the bridge railing as he kissed me. I kissed him back, returning the same amount of passion and lust. My hands ran through his short, spiky, hair to his neck, his shoulders and back.

I pulled away, the both of us breathing heavily, "Um. Okay, that was um... yeah..."

"Maybe I should uh, take you home," Dean said.

I nodded, "That sounds like a good idea." Dean and I both seemed kind of flustered and we were also pretending that what happened didn't just happen.

Dean and I went back to his car and Dean started up the car and began driving. The radio was playing in the car and the sexual tension was incredible. We were driving down another road when suddenly Dean pulled over. We were on some back road.

"So... should we talk about this?" I asked.

"I don't know, I thought maybe we could do a little more than talk," Dean replied.

I sighed. There was no use. Hell, we both wanted it. I looked over at him and then just kissed him, full on. Dean seemed surprised by response. What? No, eye roll or snarky comment? No playful hit? No, I was just going to kiss him. I was sick of being reasonable and trying to be fair when it came to Dean Winchester. I spent so much time thinking about what other people would think and how they felt, but I was done with that. For once, I needed to do what I needed.

Dean, after the initial shock, pulled me into his lap, causing me to straddle him. Dean licked my bottom lip, begging for entrance, and I gladly obliged. I opened my mouth as our make out deepened. I had missed this so much. Dean's hands moved to my zipper to my dress, undoing it with ease. He broke the kiss so that he could help my arms out of it, pushing it down so that he could see my bra. I reached down, fumbling with the zipper on Dean's pants, and undoing them. I could feel that he was already hard. I stroked him and looked him right in the eye. He bit his lip and let out a little moan. He then stopped my hand and I gave him a confused look. Did he not want to do this?

"Not yet, baby. We have all night," he said.

I smirked, nodding. Dean leaned in closed to me. I closed my eyes in pleasure. I knew this was wrong but I was so deluded with pleasure that I didn't care. I felt his left hand traveling up my leg. He moved up my inner thigh while he mumbled into my ear, "I want to try something with you."

"Uh huh," I managed to get out in consent. He moved my panties aside and smirked.

"You are so wet for me, baby," he cooed in my ear.

I just moaned as he slipped one finger into me, moving it in and out of me over and over again. I thre my head back and let out a soft moan. I returned to Dean and kissed him again. My hands went around his neck and then to the back of the seat, gripping it tightly. I moaned loudly into his mouth as he entered another finger. The kiss got more and more urgent as I got closer and closer. Dean stopped kissing me and moved to my neck. He hit my sweet spot and I was on the edge.

"Oh God... Dean! Oh my God!" I moaned. Dean helped me through my orgasm as I came down from my high. Dean's hands returned to my hips.

"How'd you like that?" Dean asked.

"Amazing," I panted. It was all I could say.

"God, you're so sexy. I've missed you," he said, staring right at my chest.

"Hm, let me help you out," I replied. I pulled off the dress, throwing it onto the floor of the bench of the Impala.

Dean was now confronted with my black bra, matching black panties, and black thigh high stockings. He looked at me as if he had never seen a woman before. I reached my hand down to take off the stockings but he stopped my hand.

"No, it's totally hot," he smirked.

"Okay," I replied, smiling. Instead of returning to my lips, Dean began to kiss my neck. He left a trail of kisses on my jaw, to my neck and then to my chest. He reached the top of my bra, licking along the edge. I moaned and threw my head back. His skilled hands undid my bra, throwing it on the floor with my dress. He moved to kiss my breast but I stopped him. "Wait, it's been all about me. Let me help you out."

He smirked, "Okay." I then kissed him, taking that as a yes.

His hands explored my body as mine traveled down to his back pocket. I pulled out his wallet and he shot me a funny look. I knew he always kept condoms in here. I smiled wickedly as I pulled out the condom, tossing his wallet onto the floor with the rest of our clothing. I placed it on the seat next to us and then began to undress Dean. First I loosened his tie and took it off, throwing it in the backseat, then his button down which I practically ripped off. He helped take off the pants and boxers while I removed my panties. I opened the condom and the kissed him, sliding it on his hard member.

I straddled Dean again and slid down onto him. The both of us moaned at the new feeling. I gasped as I had to adjust to him. It had been two years and I had forgotten how big Dean was. Dean grabbed my hips, moving me with him. I wrapped my arms around his neck and kissed him as we began to make love. He began to speed up the pace, pulling me down onto him a little harder.

"Dean!" I gasped.

"I love hearing you say my name like that," he groaned out. I moved my hips again, earning yet another groan from him. I smiled, triumphantly. I started to move at a slow teasing pace, causing Dean to throw his head back.

"Oh God, Jennie. Uhhh, don't do this to me. Shit..." he moaned. I leaned in to kiss him, but he flipped me over onto the seat, him on top.

"This is why women should never be in control," Dean growled.

I just smirked and kissed him. Dean began to move faster and harder which each thrust, causing me to scream out his name on almost every one. It was like his name was my mantra and I couldn't help calling it out over and over again.

"Please, don't stop, Dean! I'm s-so close," I managed to say. I could barely breathe.

"Fuck, Jennie. God, I've missed this. I've wanted this for so long..." Dean replied.

"I love you," I said. And then the release hit and I cried out in pleasure as the both of us came together. We rode out our high together until we were completely spent. We collapsed on the Impala seat, breathless and exhausted.

"I love you too," Dean said back. I looked up at him and smiled. We lay there for what felt like hours and yet not enough time all at once. We didn't say anything because all we needed to say had been said. I loved Dean and Dean loved me and that was all that mattered. Well, until reality hit. Suddenly, my cell phone rang. I reached onto the floor where it was in my clutch and pulled it out. It was Holden. I glanced over at Dean, a guilty look on my face, and then answered it.

"Hello?" I asked.

"Jennie, I was just making sure that you were alright. You and Dean have been out for a while," Holden said.

"Yeah, we're actually just leaving the medical dinner. Uh, we're on our way," I said. Reality was really hitting me now. Dean and I weren't together, he had a girlfriend. I had to a son to think about. Sure, we loved each other, but this shouldn't have happened.

"Great, okay. I'll be home. And tell Lucas not to wait up for me. He won't go to sleep? Alright, we'll be back in about ten minutes. Okay, thanks Holden. Bye." I looked over at Dean and he looked over at me.

"Do you think we could uh, get back?" I asked, reluctantly.

Dean nodded, "Sure."

Dean and I got dressed silently, the only sound was the old rock songs that were playing on the radio. "Ready to go?"

I nodded, "Yeah." I wished that it didn't have to end.

Dean and I drove back to my house and I double checked just to make sure that it looked like nothing had happened. I slipped my shoes on before getting out of the car and was surprised to find that Dean was following me. He walked me to my door, a couple of inches behind me. I unlocked the door and both Holden and Lucas were waiting up for me in the living room.

I smiled as soon as I saw Lucas, "Hey, kiddo. I'm home now and it's way past your bed time, Mr."

"I know, but I wanted to wait up for you and Dean!" Lucas exclaimed.

"Well, we're here now. Would you like to say goodnight to Dean?" I asked.

"Si, mama!" Lucas exclaimed. He hopped off of the couch and went over to Dean and hugged him. "How did it go?" he asked, secretly.

"Good. Your mom is wonderful, I hope you know that," Dean replied. I blushed at the compliment and I knew that Holden took notice of this.

"Yo se, (I know)," Lucas replied.

"Alright, it's time to put you to bed. Come on," I encouraged.

"No, I've got it," Holden replied, taking Lucas.

"Thanks," I said. Holden coaxed Lucas all the way up the stairs, leaving Dean and I alone.

"So uh, yeah. I'll call you," Dean said, awkwardly.

I nodded, even though I had a feeling that Dean wouldn't, "Tonight was um, nice. Thanks." Thanks? That's all I could come up with? Man, that was weak. "I'll uh, I'll see you later. Good night, Dean." I turned to go and let Dean leave but he grabbed me by the wrist and pulled me back. The two of us just stared at each other and then Dean finally kissed me one last time.

"Good night, Jennie," he said, pulling away and finally leaving.

And for some reason, I had a feeling that things were about to get really complicated.

"I want to taste all the forbidden in you. I want to catch the dusk, kissing all of your tenderness. My girl. My life. I need you.."