I stepped into the backyard onto the hard, cement patio. I searched for Dean and almost instantly spotted him talking to Benny and drinking a beer. Benny was Carla's husband. The two seemed to be joyous and were even laughing together. See! Dean was actually good with people, he just hated admitted it. I scanned the backyard next for Lucas and saw him running around with Luis and Daniela. I smiled to myself. This moment just gave me warm, tingly feelings. Dean spotted me, practically doing a double take. He said something to Benny before getting up and coming towards me.

"Wow," he said, finally.

"I didn't exactly have anything to wear to this so Carla helped me out," I said back, shrugging shyly as Dean checked me out. We had gotten to know each other so well and the man had seen me naked yet I was still blushing when it came to him.

"Mama, eres bonita! Mas belleza (Mom, you are beautiful! The prettiest)," Lucas smiled, coming over and hugging me.

"What'd he say?" Dean asked.

"He said that I looked pretty," I replied.

"You do. Tell Carla I'll have to thank her," he smirked, leaning in to whisper the his last sentence in my ear, sending chills down my spine. Dean wrapped his arms around me. He was saying these things awfully close to me, almost whispering them in my ear. I nudged him playfully so that he wouldn't do me right there.

"Gracias, mijo. Te gusta viendo tus amigos? (Thank you, son. You like seeing your friends?)" I asked.

"Si! No he visto los en un tiempo largo (Yes! I haven't seen them in a long time!)," Lucas said.

"Yo sé, lo siento. Quiero jugar con tus amigos? (I know, I'm sorry. You want to go play with them?)" I asked.

"Si," Lucas replied, before running off again.

"Your friend Benny seems nice. He's Carla's husband?" Dean asked, once Lucas had finally gone.

"Mhm. You two seemed to be getting along pretty well. See, I told you had nothing to worry about!" I reassured.

"Yeah, yeah, well I stood there awkwardly until he offered me... what's a cerveza?" Dean asked, giving me a funny look.

"It's just beer, babe," I laughed, rolling my eyes.

"Oh, okay. Well he asked me why I was here and I told him because of you and then he taught me some Spanish phrases that might come in handy tonight," Dean winked.

"Oh did he?" I asked, suspiciously.

"Yeah, now at least I know how to say dirty things," Dean shrugged.

I giggled, "Come on, I want you to meet some people."

"More people?" He asked, with a little smile but I knew that Dean felt like a fish out of water. I wanted him to be comfortable though, so I felt bad.

I chuckled and kissed him, "Yes, more people.

"Okay," Dean replied. I pulled him along with me as I caught up with old friends and introduced them to him. I wanted them all to know that I was absolutely, madly head over heels for Dean.

Shortly after, we ate dinner and then people began dancing. It was social dance so it was more of salsa and merengue. There were kids around but people were still dirty salsa-ing because it was a part of the culture.

"Come on, let's dance!" Carla exclaimed, grabbing my hand. I jumped up from the table, pulling Dean with me.

"Wait, I don't really dance... especially not this kind of dancing," Dean started, anxiously.

"It's alright, I'll teach you," I replied.

"Um..." Dean stammered. "I think I'll just sit this one out."

"Okay," I said, a little disappointed.

"Ay, chica, que paso?" I heard a voice ask. I whipped my head around to see my friend Alberto. I smiled, seeing.

"Hola!" I exclaimed, wrapping my arms around him in a tight embrace. I let go and looked at him.

"You haven't been around much, gringa," he teased.

"I know! I'm sorry, I've been a little busy," I said back.

"Well, let's catch up. Baila conmigo," he said. Dance with me. I looked at Dean.

"You don't mind?" I asked Dean.

"Um, no, I guess it's just a dance," Dean murmured.

"Okay," I said back. What Dean didn't know was that yes, Spanish dancing, especially salsa, was just dancing but he didn't know how crazy it could get. Spanish dance was very... sensual. Alberto pulled me out onto the dance floor and twirled me around, grabbing me into his arms.

The music was getting really dynamic and so was the dancing. Alberto and I were complex. He spun me around, dipping me, and then bringing me back up seductively. I reached the hem of my skirt pulling it up a little to catch Dean's attention. I could see him watching me out of the corner of my eye. Finally the song was over and Alberto and I hugged.

"What've you been up to, chica. I see you've got a gringo boyfriend," he said.

"Hey! Una vez, I used to be a gringa," I protested.

"Yes but you married in so you're no longer una gringa. Plus you're half Cubana so... no me importa (I don't care)" he replied.

I chuckled, "Dean is really sweet... and Lucas loves him too."

"He seems like a... nice guy," Alberto observed.

"What's that supposed to mean?" I asked, picking up on the tone in his voice.

"Well he's sitting there awkwardly," Alberto answered.

"Well he's a little out of his element," I pointed out. "The guy's used to a party being beer and a couple of people. This is a major culture shock but... it's a part of my life and a part of Lucas' and I knew that he should at least be exposed to it a little. I guess we're taking giant steps instead of baby steps though, hah."

"I see. Well, I'll let you get back to your boyfriend," Alberto said, letting me go as soon as the song ended. I was panting from the fast, movement and walked over to Dean who was sitting in a chair. I grabbed his hand from his lap and pulled him up.

"Come on, it's your turn," I said.

"Jen-, I don't know about this..." Dean trailed off.

"You're fine," I said back. "Look, I'll teach you. It's easy. You just... yeah, you've got it," I encouraged.

"So it's like this. You would lead and we'd just, yep you've got it. Just feel the music," I said beginning to teach Dean to salsa.

"Sorry," Dean blushed.

"You have nothing to be sorry about," I replied.

"So... he a friend of yours?" Dean asked, trying not to sound too curious.

"Alberto? Yeah," I answered.

"Wow, you two sure like to dance," Dean said, starting to get into the swing of things.

"It's just dancing, I promise," I reassured. Dean nodded in acceptance.

We moved to the music, moving our hips in rhythm to the salsa music. Dean was starting to get the hang of it and seemed to even be enjoying it a little.

"Mhm. Hey, if we got out of here now we could get a head start on our, um, conversation we started back at the hospital," I hinted.

"Oh really?" Dean asked, sparking his attention.

"And Lucas is staying over here. He wanted to spend the night," I replied.

"I'm liking this conversation," Dean said.

"Yeah, and you're going to love the other one," I replied.

"Let's get out of here," Dean smirked.

We got back to the house and spent hours upon hours making love to each other. It was as our bodies had ached to be together for years and finally we were making up for all the lost time. Just when we thought we were tired, we'd start up another round again which seemed to happen way too many times to count. Dean was great. I had missed the way Dean always took control. He knew just what to do, where to touch, what set me off. Finally, we called it quits and lay wrapped in the sheets. I turned on my side to look at Dean.

"Okay tienda," I said.

"Store," Dean said back.

"What about… amor," I replied.

"Love," he said back.

"And… luz?" I asked.

"Light," Dean replied.

"Three out of three. Not too bad," I commented.

"Are you going to teach me anymore?" Dean asked.

I smiled, "Whatever you want. I think it's really sweet that you want to learn Spanish for me and Lucas."

He shrugged, "Tonight was kind of helpful. I was able to pick up certain words. I guess you really do learn best by immersion."

I nodded, "Yeah well you just learned dirty Spanish."

"Well it'll come in handy at some point," he shrugged.

I giggled, reaching out to and stroking his hair, "I love you, Dean Winchester."

"I love you too, Jennie Montgomery," he replied.

"Hey, thank you for coming out tonight with me. It really meant a lot and I knew that you were pretty out of your element but you stuck it out," I said, happy to be with Dean.

"Yeah... but it was worth it. Especially after this," he smirked.

"Well, I had to thank you somehow," I replied.

I leaned down and kissed him.

"Round… a billion and two?" he asked, rolling me onto my back.

"Yes," I groaned.