Friday night, I sat in the bath tub and relaxed. Sam and Sarah were coming tomorrow and I knew that Dean was really excited. I had had a long day of risky surgeries which was a delight for me. God, that was screwed up. I chuckled at myself. Dean was tucking Lucas into bed because he had said that he wanted me to relax. I had felt like a long nice bubbled bath would ease away all the stress. He had been in the room for a good twenty minutes and I had just started the bath.

"Hey," I heard Dean say. I turned to the doorway and there was Dean, leaning against the door frame. Wow, he looked sexy. Then again, Dean always did. The whole no sex thing had been pure torture – especially when he looked the way he did. We kept reminding each other though that when we finally did it again, it would be tens time greater since we had to wait.

I smiled, "You know, I got all whole and healed. I won't try and drown myself in the bath tub this time," I teased. Dean pulled a face at me. "Too soon?"

"No, but maybe I wanted to join you," Dean replied, stripping off his shirt. I bit my lip and smiled at his very toned upper body as he walked towards the bath tub.

"Oh really?" I asked, coyly.

"Mhm," he replied, unbuckling his pants and letting them fall to the floor.

He walked around to behind the tub before dropping his boxers and getting in the tub behind me, his chest pressed against my back. I bit my lip. Damn, my almost husband was sexy. I leaned my back backwards on him and he leaned his head on top of mine, letting the warm water just relax the both of us.

"You liked what you saw?" he asked, cockily.

I giggled, "You are so full of yourself."

"I know," he replied, shrugging innocently.

I smiled, "So are you excited that your brother is coming tomorrow? You haven't seen him for… a while."

"I know. I think we all just got busy and never had any time… But yeah, I'm excited. He's never met Lucas, you know?" Dean replied.

I nodded, "I'm pretty excited too. I mean, the last time I saw him was when he came and helped out with Katie and Bradley's house."

"I've seen him a little more than that but not often. It's weird, you know? We were used to living on the road together with no one else for years and then all of a sudden we barely see each other?" Dean observed.

I nodded, "Yeah, I can't imagine what that'd be like. But hey, I'm glad you two are finally going to see each other again. And he is coming to the wedding right? Jesus, the wedding is in… three months." I could barely belief.

"I know, Mrs. Almost Winchester," Dean said, contently.

I giggled, "Is that my name for now? Or at least until three months? Mrs. Almost Winchester?"

"Yep, I've decided on it," Dean nodded.

"I'm glad we went with someone small. Just a nice, small, wedding in the church nearby which is weird seeing as neither of us go to church," I chuckled.

"Yeah, that is kind of ironic. So I've been thinking," Dean started.

"Uh oh," I teased.

"Hey!" he said, nudging me playfully. "I love you, and I love Lucas and I want us to be a family. Would it be… weird if I asked Lucas to adopt him?"

I smiled, "Not at all. I'd actually love that and I think he would too."

Dean smiled too, "Look, I don't want him to think that I'm trying at all to erase Daniel. I'm not. It's just... sometimes I think about you and I and Lucas, and, I already think we're a family it's just... I don't know taking this last step would make it official."

"No, no not at all! I know you wouldn't try to do that, Dean. I understand what you're saying," I said, sympathetically.

"Are you sure?" Dean asked.

"I'm sure," I nodded.

"Alright. Well then, I'll ask him tomorrow," Dean replied.

"Okay," I replied, contently.

Dean then began kissing my neck. I giggled, "What're you doing?"

"What does it look like I'm doing?" Dean mumbled in between kisses. I giggled again and closed my eyes, letting him kiss my neck.

"Oh so that's what you came in here for?" I asked back, playfully.

"What can I say? My hot fiancé is naked, in the bath tub, and she just finished her last therapy session so we can have all of the sex we want," Dean replied.

"Hm, well she's a lucky girl," I said back.

"Indeed," Dean smirked.

"It's going to be a long night, isn't it?" I asked. Dean then kissed my lips. The kisses were hot and passionate and I could tell that this wasn't going to end any time soon.

"You bet your ass it is. So let's drain this water, get you dried off… and we're definitely not putting our clothes back on," Dean smirked.

I smiled, "Sounds like a plan, Mr. Winchester."

"What can I say, Mrs. Almost Winchester. I'm a genius," Dean said.

I laughed at Dean's new name for me. I kissed Dean back and then reached for a towel. And then it dawned on me that I was going to be Mrs. Winchester. I was going to be Dean's wife and nothing made me happier than the idea of that.

There was a strong knock at the door and Dean and I exchanged glances anxiously.

"That's him," Dean said. I could tell that he was like a five year old in a candy shop. He couldn't wait.

I smiled, "Go ahead, you answer it. I'll run upstairs and wake Lucas up so he can meet his Uncle Sam."

"Today's going to be a great day. I can feel it," Dean said, smiling at me.

"It will. Now go answer the door before Sam thinks that we're a. not home or b. ignoring him and that we secretly hate him," I teased, pushing him towards the door. Dean chuckled and kissed me once. "Door!"

"Right!" Dean said, before jogging towards the door and opening it. "Sammy!"

"Dean!" his brother responded a wide grin appearing on their faces. The two brothers shared a tight, bromantic embrace. I chuckled seeing the two boys. Their relationship made me wish that I had a sibling.

"Hi, you must be Sarah," I said, holding me hand out for the beautiful, dark haired woman, to shake.

"Yeah, and you're Jennie?" she asked back.

"Yeah, it's nice to meet you," I replied.

"You too. Ah, it's kind of funny being in love with a Winchester, huh?" Sarah chuckled, as the both of us turned our attention to both brothers.

"Yes, well, on the plus side, you never get bored," I suggested.

"That too," she laughed. She seemed really nice and I think I could really like her. Sam was such a sweetie though that I was pretty sure that he would never fall for someone like Ella. He was just a really nice guy. He didn't seem like the mean girl type.

"Wow, Sarah, it's nice to see you after all these years. You know, I never thought you'd be able to hold on to her, Sammy. When you first told me that you had run into her, I had to admit, I was surprised she gave you a second chance," Dean teased.

"Hey, it's been what, two seconds and already you're making fun of me?" Sam asked.

"It's my job. I'm your big brother, Sam," Dean replied.

"Hi, Dean," Sarah replied, giving Dean a hug.

"Hi. You sure know how to pick 'em," Dean said.

Sam and I both rolled are eyes playfully, "Hey, Sam. How have you been?"

"Good. I've got a job that doesn't involved killing demons and things just feel right, you know? More importantly, how have you been? Congratulations on the proposal by the way. You've definitely made Dean very happy. He's… a different person that who he was about a year ago before you came back into his life," Sam said.

I chuckled, "Well thank you and I'm doing well. I finished my first therapy session this week so I would say that I'm doing pretty great."

"Good for you. I know Dean was really worried. He'd call me up every night, worried sick," Sam said.

"He would?" I asked.

"Oh, I guess I wasn't supposed to tell you that…" Sam trailed off, jokingly. The two of us laughed.

"Hey, you tellin' my fiancé secrets about me again?" Dean asked.

"Maybe," Sam replied, shrugging innocently. I laughed and thought back to all of the times that Sam would tell me embarrassing childhood stories about Dean.

"Sarah, it's nice to finally meet you. How are you liking Seattle so far? I know it's not really a fair question because you guys just got in," I asked, chuckling a little.

"Nice meeting you too. I've heard all about you. Good things, I promise! We can't wait to move down to Seattle," Sarah replied.

"Mama?" I heard a voice asked.

I turned around and saw Lucas coming down the stairs. He looked up at Sam and Sarah and his facial expression turned into a curious one as he saw the two unfamiliar people standing in our living room. He cocked his head to the side out of interest. Sam was so tall! He must've been a little bit afraid of that.

"Quienes son?" Lucas asked, nervously.

"Lucas, this is Sam. This is Dean's brother and this is Sam's girlfriend. Tios (uncle and aunt)," I replied.

Lucas' face lit up as soon as he recognized Sam as Dean's brother, "Dean talks about you all the time and about your car! I'm going to be tu sobrino soon. Your nephew!"

"I'm Sam, Lucas," Sam said, exchanging glances with Dean. He was amazed that this was the life that Dean had. Sam never thought that this would be Dean's life: kids, a fiance, stability. It was all so strange to him but he was happy for Dean.

"Do you want me to show you my room?" Lucas asked, curiously. I laughed and Dean pulled me to him, his arm wrapping around my waist.

"Sure," Sam replied.

"Lucas, why don't you give Sam and Sarah the grand tour and Dean and I will start breakfast," I proposed.

"Okay. Dean was showing me how to ride a bike yesterday. It was so cool," Lucas started, glancing back at both Sam and Sarah as he led them up the stairs.

Dean and I chuckled, "Your son is quite the talker."

"Mhm. Are you going to talk to him today… about adopting him?" I asked, curiously.

"Yeah, I was thinking maybe we could go to the park today, just the two of us and I'd be able to ask him," Dean replied.

I nodded, "Okay. You must be so happy that Sam is here. I know I am and I'm definitely not as close to him as you are."

"It's surreal. It just feels like everything's falling into place. Sammy's moving here, you and I are getting married. I just never thought I'd be living the apple pie life," Dean replied.

"Well you had to have settled down at some point!" I exclaimed.

He smiled, "I just never thought it'd be this early… but I'm glad it is and I have with you."

"Okay now you're just sucking up to me," I teased. "Is it because of last night?"

"Speaking of last night," Dean smirked, snaking his arms around my waist and pulling my body closer to his. He pressed his forehead against mine and kissed me… with tongue. It was way too early in the morning for tongue.

I giggled and pulled away, "Too early in the morning for tongue."

"I missed that," Dean started.

"Last night?" I asked.

"Yeah… we should definitely do that more often," Dean said.

"Well now that I have the okay from Dr. Thomas and am done with therapy… if you play your cards right it just may happen more often," I teased.

Dean let out a hearty laugh before kissing me again, "Okay we should really start breakfast. I'm starving."

"Sounds like a plan," I replied.