Disclaimer: I don't own any of the Dark Angel or Supernatural characters. For this fic I changed the DA time line. The pulse has already hit and Alec is out of Manticore in 2009. The characters of Lexi, Jake and Jackie are from a Supernatural AU Verse that I write. This is my first DA fic so please be kind. I hope you like it. Thanks to everyone that has been reading this story and thanks for the reviews. Be forewarned there is sex in this chapter. Reviews would be great!

February 14th

Dean puttered around the empty kitchen trying to keep himself and his mind busy. He wasn't doing a very good job. The house was entirely too quiet which left his mind to wander and of course it kept stopping on the things he didn't want to consider. Like what would happen to his family if Manitcore came a knocking. He shook the thought from his mind and turned his attention to the pot in front of him. Dean leaned over the pot breathing in the rich aroma deeply, the smell conjured up a memory he had long forgotten. He was five and it was the first time had been sick since his mom had died, all he wanted was some tomato and rice soup and his stuffed cookie monster that he used to carry with him all the time until he finally gave it to baby Sammy but his father had brought him a bowl of this stew instead.

He sighed while adding the chopped up vegetables to the stew. It was funny how a smell could bring back memories you thought you forgot, things that Dean didn't want to think about. He didn't even know why he was making his father's stew. He hadn't made this in ages and yet when he entered the kitchen to prepare lunch it was like he was on autopilot. Maybe it was because he was feeling a little lonely with it just being the five of them in the house. Bobby had gone off on a hunt and Sam and Jackie were headed to New York state to check out some leads on Lydecker. Dean had reluctantly agreed to stay behind once Jackie reminded him that Lexi would not be happy if he took off for another two weeks so close to Valentine's Day.

Dean glanced out the kitchen window watching his three boys play for a few minutes before calling them inside. The moment they crossed into the kitchen choruses of "I'm hungry." and "I want grilled cheese." filled the room. He finally gave in to the request only when the boys agreed that they would eat stew for dinner that night. Ben and Jake were happily eating their grilled cheese sandwiches but after one bite Alec looked up at his dad stating, "This is not as good as mom's."

"What? I made it EXACTLY like she does."

"No, you didn't. Mom makes hers with LOVE."

Dean rolled his eyes carding his fingers through Alec's hair. The kid was too much, an eternal smart ass and he loved the boy for it except when it was directed at him. "You're a real smart aleck ya know that?"

"How'd you think I got my name?"

Dean chuckled and headed towards the counter to get Lexi's lunch together. He smiled to himself and placed a bowl of stew and a plate with two slices of bread on the tray as he listened to his boys argue over who was the most powerful superhero. He grabbed the tray to bring up to Lexi but stopped in the archway of the kitchen to remind the boys to behave themselves.

Being that it was Valentine's Day, Lexi seemed to be especially down. She's been stuck in bed now for seven weeks, seven long weeks. Dean wanted to do something that would lift her spirits, he just didn't know what yet. He thought about going into town to get her flowers and a box of chocolates but that was old hat. He wanted to do something special for her but everything he was coming up with wasn't going to work. For one, she was supposed to be on strict bed rest. Then it hit him like a ton of bricks when he passed the upstairs bathroom with her lunch. It was perfect and he only needed to run into town for a few supplies.

Dean walked into their room with a huge smile on his face as he placed the tray over her leg announcing, "My Dad's Famous Cure All Kitchen Sink Stew. There's enough cayenne in there to burn your lips off, so I brought you a glass of milk."

"You made this? It smells awesome."

"Yes, Ma'am. Listen Lex, I gotta go run into town for a few supplies. You want anything?"

"Wait...Bobby went off with Rufus and Sam and Jackie left too..."

"I'll be gone two hours at most. You'll be fine, you got two super soldiers downstairs. Do you want anything from town?"

"Well, I guess we'll be okay...um some peanut butter and gummi bears. Oh and pickles and chocolate covered anything!"

Dean smirked before leaning down and pressing a kiss to her temple, "Ok baby, I'll see what I can find."

Three Hours Later

Dean was quiet pleased with himself when he finished with the bathroom. He had a vase of purple and white roses perched on the vanity along with several chocolate scented votive candles and a box of chocolate covered strawberries; larger candles were placed around the claw foot tub and bathroom so the whole room was bathed in a soft glow. After lighting the candles, he drew Lexi a hot bath adding chocolate scented bubble bath he had picked up in town. He was going for romantic, something he thought he was never any good at, but he thought he might've gotten it right this time.

The bubble bath thing used to be a regular occurrence for Lexi when they lived in New Orleans. Every Thursday night after dinner she would go soak in the tub with a glass of red wine and some scented candles. He knew this wasn't exactly the same thing since she couldn't have wine but he was secretly hoping that she thought what he did for her was better, wine or no wine.

He made his way down to their bedroom knocking softly before entering. He couldn't help the huge grin that appeared on his face as he looked at his wife, "Hey, I got a surprise for you."

"You do?"

"H'mm hmm. C'mon."

He helped her out of bed and down the hall to the bathroom. She turned looking up at him not bothering to hide her confusion. He shrugged opening the door so she could see inside. She gasped, her eyes wide with surprise as she took it in. "You did this for me?"

He placed his hand on the small of her back guiding her into the room and closing the door before answering her, "Yeah, it's um Valentine's Day and you have to stay off your feet and I wanted to do something special for you and um..."

"You're rambling."

Dean felt the heat rush up his neck to his cheeks as he ducked his head to try and hide his embarrassment, "Yeah, I'm rambling."

"I love it but you gotta get in there with me."

"What? No. No way Lex, I don't do bubble baths."

"Please? For me." She stood on her toes nibbling on his bottom lip as her hands snaked up under his Henley, "It's a claw foot tub, there's room for both of us..."

Dean tilted his head considering the tempting offer. He looked down at his wife who was now biting and licking her way down his neck causing him to loose all rational thought. He didn't need to be asked again. "Okay, okay you win."

He stepped backing toeing off his boots and quickly undressed. He then brushed Lexi's spaghetti straps off her shoulders, leaning forward, he placed gentle kisses along her neck and shoulders. Lexi leaned into his touch allowing him to undress her, "Dean, we're not supposed to..."

"I know but you can't expect me to get into that tub with you and keep my hands to myself. Besides, the Doc said no sex, he didn't say nothing about me touching and kissing you."

Lexi reached her hand up resting it on Dean's cheek, "Hmmm and what good hands they are. I think we should get in before the water gets cold."

Dean lowered himself into the hot bath first and then reached for his wife's hand to help her in. Once she was settled between his legs, Dean leaned back to give her more room. She rested her head against his shoulder and let slip a satisfied sigh. He kissed her temple before moving his mouth to her ear, "I could get used to this."

"Hmm hmmm, this is nice, really nice." She whispered lacing her fingers through Dean's, "Sex would make it so much better though."

"Yeah, but that's off the play list for a while."

Dean wholeheartedly agreed that sex would make sharing this bubble bath with Lexi even better, unfortunately, it was off limits. It had been seven weeks since they had sex with at least another ten to go. It was the longest they've ever gone without sex and Dean thought at first it wouldn't be that big a deal. Hell, he wasn't some horny teenage boy, he could control himself. He figured him and his right hand would get reacquainted, no big deal he had a decent stash of porn. It wasn't so easy.

He never thought her smooth leg thrown over his would get him riled up or the smell of her perfume. Hell, he tried jerking off in the shower before bed but the friction of her body against his would get him hard all over again. He was way beyond blue balls at this point. He was so keyed up now that most nights he slept on the couch just to spare himself the torture of being so close to her and not being able to have her. So, why he thought getting into this tub with her was such a gang banger idea he had no clue.

Dean closes his eyes trying not to think about sex but it's all he can think about. Biting down on his lip he thinks about how it would feel to grip her hips and slide the whole of his cock into her right now, the way her breath would hitch as she started to ride him, the sounds Lexi would make when he slides his fingers between her legs to grind against her clit until she's shaking and whimpering his name as her muscles clench tight all around his dick. All he wants at the moment is to be buried balls deep inside her.

"Wow, balls deep, uh." Lexi says softly trying hard not to giggle.

"Damn it, Lex, stay out of my head."

"I'm sorry. I'm just surprised you still find me attractive at seven months."

"Baby girl, I'm so fucking attracted to you, you've got no idea." Dean whispers nipping at her neck, "I'd fuck into you slow and deep right now if I could."

Lexi reaches for the washcloth then turns around to face Dean. She kisses him gently before backing away and telling him to face the wall. He arched his eyebrow but did as she asked. Lexi takes a moment to study his back and the large phoenix he has tattooed there. She could stare at it all day if she was being honest, it was her second favorite tattoo he had, the favorite being her name over his heart.

She traces her fingers over the left wing of the phoenix, following the lines over his spine to the right wing. Then, leaning forward she places soft kisses along the back of Dean's neck and spine causing him to shiver despite the water still being quite warm. Lexi runs her hands slowly from his shoulders down to the dimples above his ass loving the feel of his taunt muscles before lifting the washcloth to his left shoulder. She takes her time washing his back enjoying the intimacy as she waits to feel him relax.

Once she feels some of the tension leave his body she asks him to turn back around. She submerges the cloth again and lifts it to his right shoulder. She moves it across to his left shoulder and down his chest. Lexi takes her time over every indent, crevice and muscle; lingering longer than necessary to wash his chest. Dean leans his head back closing his eyes. He loves the feeling of her gentle caresses and ministrations. It's sensual and sexy, in all honesty, it's probably the most sensual experience he's ever had, and damn how his breath catches and his cock twitches in anticipation when she runs the washcloth down his stomach. God, all he wants is to feel her take his cock in her delicate hand, her slender fingers moving faster and faster...

"Lex..."

She drops the cloth as she straddled his thighs, her hands coming up to cup his face. She stares at him taking in every detail. No one could say Dean wasn't handsome but it was the character of his face that she loves so much. The crow's feet that appear when he laughs or smiles, the freckles that run along his cheeks and the bridge of his nose, his big green gold flecked eyes, even the jagged scar that runs down the right side of his chin. She smiles to herself as she thinks about the scar. No one but the two of them knows the truth about how he got it. It was his first Mardi Gras with her in New Orleans. He was so smashed he fell of their bed and cracked his chin open. What started out as a fun sexy night ended up with her having to patch him up yet again.

"Lex," Dean states quietly licking his bottom lip, "why are you staring?"

"Shhhh..." She breathes out before brushing her lips against his.

How could she forget about his lips? She loves his lips, they're just so perfect and kissable. Always soft, supple and yet firm. Dean knows exactly how to use them to make her whimper and always leaves her wanting more. Right now as he returned her kiss she wanted to drown in him and forget everything.

Dean pulls away letting his tongue trail over her bottom lip. Lexi was about to ask what was wrong when he goes in for another kiss. Dean brushes his lips gently against hers then moves to her jaw. He kisses along her jawline slowly moving his way up to her ear. He lingers around her ear, his hot breath sending shivers down her spine. He puffs out a breath right on the sensitive spot behind her ear causing her to let out a gasp. He moves his mouth to chew on the shell of her ear before trailing his lips to her neck, alternating between little nips of his teeth and soft kisses. Lexi's breathing hard by the time he returns to her lips. He prods her mouth with his tongue to slip it inside to slide against hers. He swirls his tongue around the tip of hers slowly as he slides his right hand between her legs. He rubs his knuckle against her clit causing Lexi to moans into the kiss while rocking her hips against his hand.

"Dean." His name comes out as a high whine full of need and want. "We can't..."

"Shhhh..." He whisper before playfully assaulting her throat with kisses and nips. He smirks against her throat while sliding two fingers slowly in and out of her. "I'm just trying to make you feel good. Do you want me to stop?"

Lexi blinks at Dean shaking her head no. She then licks her lips her voice hitching slightly, "No but you have to...my stitches."

"Seriously? My fingers can reach your..."

"Cervix. Yes."

"Shit." Dean slides his fingers out staring at Lexi with wide eyes, "I'm sorry baby I didn't think..."

"I know, it sucks."

Dean nods pressing his lips to Lexi's, his tongue sliding skillfully against hers. He pulls back suddenly his face lit up with a devilish smile. With a wag of his eyebrow and a lick of his bottom lip, he states, "I got an idea. Meet me in the bedroom."

Lexi sat in bed waiting for Dean. She had a good idea what her husband was up to. After all, he was a very oral person and the swipe of the tongue to his bottom lip was a dead give away. Still, she was curious. Dean sauntered into the bedroom wearing nothing but a towel knotted low on his hips and a Cheshire grin. He was carrying a bottle of chocolate syrup and the box of chocolate covered strawberries. He placed both on the nightstand carefully before sitting on the bed. He leans in, one hand cupping Lexi's face, the other tangled in her long hair while his thumb rubs small circles against her cheek. "What are you up to?"

"Oh, I'm about to make you feel real good, baby." Dean smirks while undoing the sash of her robe and pushing it off her shoulders.

He kisses her slow and deep moving down her throat to her collar bone before running his tongue along her clavicle down to the top of her breasts. Dean uncaps the chocolate syrup, wags his eyebrows and pours the syrup with a flourish over her breasts and nipples. He stops to admire his work, all squiggly chocolate lines and swirls, licking his lips in anticipation for the sweet and salty taste. Dean tosses the bottle back on the nightstand and then leans forward to lap at the syrup on the top of her breasts. He nibbles and licks at the soft flesh making sure to clean the area of chocolate before turning his attention to her nipples. He slides his tongue in a broad swipe over her right nipple causing Lexi to whimper. Smirking against her skin, Dean takes the nipple into his mouth, his teeth skimming against the hard bud while he snakes his right hand between her legs, his fingers moving quickly to find her clit. He rubs her in slow circles until she's moaning and grinding against his hand.

"Fuck, Dean..." She whines when he removes his hand from between her legs, "Why'd you stop?"

"Sweetheart, I'm just getting started." He growls into her ear as he runs his hands up her legs. He makes his way down her body until he's kneeling between her thighs. His tongue darts out to lick at her inner thighs, Lexi moans low in her throat, her legs twitch in anticipation and Dean pulls back. He leans forward to place kisses along each thigh before nudging Lexi to spread her legs for him. They fall open easily and he can't help but smile as he takes in the view. Dean is going to draw this out and enjoy himself. "Hmmm Lexi, you got such a pretty little clit. Ya know you're so wound up I bet if I did this you'd come apart at the seams." Dean runs his tongue across the sensitive bud eliciting a moan from Lexi. "Hmm see. Guess we're gonna have to wait on the direct contact."

She spreads her legs further for him and whines sounding needier than she intended, "Dean, don't be a fucking tease."

"Baby girl, I'm just getting warmed up. I'm gonna lick you till you're screaming."

He licks his lips as he leans forward again breathing in the scent of her. She smells so good, musky and sweet at the same time. His mouth waters in anticipation and dives in head first between her thighs. He runs his tongue down her slit, then presses just the tip of his tongue inside of her. She's already pressing herself against his mouth wanting more contact and he pulls back.

"Dean please..." she whispers in a desperate little moan, "I need..."

"I know what you need baby."

He grazes his teeth along her clit, causing her to jump, Dean throws an arm over her legs to keep her still before flicking his tongue against her clit. He wraps his lips around her clit, sucking hard and swirling his tongue. He knows by the noises Lexi's making that this isn't going to take long until she's shaking and screaming and he wants to savor this. He pulls off her and laps at her slit, running his tongue in broad strokes over her warm wet folds. Dean continues to run his lips and tongue over her, rubbing his knuckle across the sensitive little nub once more before pushing his tongue back inside her. She bucks her hips and grinds down onto him, the high whining noises coming from her making his cock throb with need. Dean tightens his grip on her and pulls her flush to his mouth. He glides his lips and tongue over her until he's got her moaning and shaking. He feels her muscle tense suddenly as she screams out his name and a string of curses. Then he's licking her clean, drinking down all her juices as she rides out her orgasm.

Dean moves back up her body leisurely placing gentle kisses along the way until he's got his mouth on hers so she can taste herself on his lips and tongue. His tongue slips inside, swirling around hers as she tangles her fingers in his hair pulling him in further to deepen the kiss. He pulls back resting his forehead against Lexi's. Her cheeks are flushed, her green eyes brighter than normal, he exhales slowly and leans in for one more kiss, "You're so fucking beautiful." Her cheeks flush a deeper shade of red, Dean reaches a hand up brushing her cheeks with his fingertips, "I love that I can still make you blush after all these years."

"I'm not..." she starts to protest then switches tracks, "It's your turn now."

"What? No, Lex, I'm good."

"No, you're not. Lay back baby."

Dean rolls off of her and props himself up against the pillows turning towards Lexi, "You don't have to babe, I'm good, really."

"Oh hush. Like I can't see you're hard. You won't be protesting in a minute."

Dean throws his hands up in mock defeat while smirking, "Go on then. Shut me up."

He reaches out for her grabbing her wrists gently when she kneels on the bed. He sits up pulling her into his lap as he licks his way into her mouth leaving her breathless when he finally pulls away.

"Dean, this is supposed to be about you."

"I like kissing you...touching you..."

"I thought you wanted to get off."

"Oh I will," Dean grins smugly before kissing her throat and shoulders, "First I wanna make out with you like we did on our first date...my hands everywhere...tracing every inch and curve..."

She returns his kisses and leans against him gripping his shoulders to steady herself. Lexi lets his hands explore while they make out until she can't take it anymore. She feels the press of his throbbing dick against her and she wants him inside her. She groans feeling like a frustrated teenager as she squirms in Dean's lap. "Do you want me to blow you or not?"

Dean nods in response never taking his eyes off her while she makes her way down his body. He watches as she pulls the towel off his hips and uncaps the chocolate syrup, hissing sharply when the cold syrup hits his over heated skin.

"You okay, baby? I'm gonna make this sticky sweet for you."

"'M fine, sweetheart." he drawls, "Nothin' I can't...FUCK LEX!"

She laughs with her mouth still on his dick sending vibrations up the shaft, Dean stifled the moan by biting his bottom lip. She dips her head down, tongue darting out to lick the under side of his cock. She runs her tongue from base to tip, taking her time, even with Dean's whines and protests, to make sure she licks him entirely clean of the chocolate syrup.

Dean whimpers when he feels her take the head of his cock into her mouth sucking gently. It was all hot sweet suction and he has to close his eyes and think of sports statistics to keep from coming right then and there. She works him in deeper and deeper, down to the base, her fingers now gently rolling back and forth over his balls, Fuck, Lex." Dean growls propping up on his elbows to see her mouth full of his cock, "I love your fucking mouth."

She pulls off his cock looking up at her husband with mischievous eyes, "You love fucking my mouth or Do you love MY fucking mouth?"

"Both! C'mon baby girl, don't tease." Dean whines pushing her head back down, "Finish the job."

She drags her tongue across the tip lapping up the precum that was already pooling there before taking him back into her mouth. Her head bobs up and down while working him in inch by inch until he hits the back of her throat. Dean fists a hand in her hair thrusting upwards into her mouth while she reaches down to gently cup and squeeze his balls. She sucks harder swirling her tongue all around him until she has him grunting and his breath hitching. Dean thrusts faster, his hips bucking as he explodes in her mouth hard and fast. She chokes for a moment, totally unprepared for his climax. He lets go of her hair dropping back down against the pillows as she swallows and catches her breath. "Fuck, baby, you got a talented mouth."

She lays next to him throwing him a small smile, "You say that every time I suck you off."

"It's the truth," Dean grins pulling her closer and pressing his lips to hers. He nuzzles his face into her neck breathing in her scent, "that was fucking awesome."