I take all the empty plates into the kitchen and put them to soak. Dean's mum and Sami left a few minutes ago to go to their hotel. I feel him behind me even before he touches me. "Leave those" he whispers. I shake my head. "I just wanna put them to soak" I say. He grabs me by the waist and spins me around to face him. "I said leave them" he growls. I look up at him as he leans down to kiss me softly. "Ooooh" I whisper. "I love it when you get all manly." He smirks. "Can we, uh, try?" he asks shyly. I sigh. "I don't know" I admit. "I don't want you to hurt." He shakes his head. "I won't" he whispers. "I promise you, I'll go careful." I nod. "Ok" I say softly. "You go on up while I lock up." He kisses me and walks out to the hallway. "Don't be long" he says before heading upstairs.

I linger in the kitchen longer than I need to. I'm not sure what else to do. I don't think it's the right time for us to try, I don't want to hurt him. But he knows what he wants, and he wants to try. I grab us a bottle of water and pocket his pain meds just in case before locking up and heading up to him. He's stood by the bed waiting for me when I get in the bedroom. "I'll just be a second" I whisper kissing him before heading into the bathroom. He watches me go, his eyes filled with lust as I shut the door behind me. I quickly wash my face and clean my teeth before heading out to him. "Hey"'he whispers walking to me. "Hey yourself" I whisper back, smiling as he puts his arms around me. He smiles as junior makes his presence felt. "Hey you too big guy" he says leaning down and kissing my stomach through my shirt. He groans. "Let's get rid of this barrier" he says lifting the hem of my shirt and pulling it over my head. I smile as he throws it into the bathroom and turns to look at me. "You look amazing" he whispers. "Tell me that when your arms don't fit around me" I groan. He smiles. "I will make sure they always fit" he says. "Nothing will ever stop me hugging you." I kiss him softly. "I love you Jon" I whisper, resting my head against his chest. He groans and his body shakes. I frown and look up at him. He's crying. "Jon, what...?" I start. He kisses me to shut me up. He kisses me slowly, and gently, and it's amazing. Before I know what's happening we're naked and tangled on the bed. He's on his knees in front of me, looking down on me. "Fuck me you're beautiful" he moans. He leans over and kisses me, moaning as I wrap my legs around him. He slides into me as we kiss, waiting for a few seconds before starting to move slowly. He's going so gentle, it's like a totally different Dean. "Wow" he moans into my mouth. He keeps going slow, he knows I'm worried about him. "Oh fuck" he moans. "Oh fuck Tor, come with me. Come on baby." I moan as he starts going a bit faster, building up a rhythm that soon has us lying spent on the bed in a sweaty heap. He lies on his back, panting, getting his breath back. I watch as the pain flickers over his face for a second before he manages to hide it. I shake my head and get his pain meds out of my pocket. "Figured you might need these" I whisper, handing him the packet. He smiles. "That obvious huh?" he asks, quickly taking them and putting the packet on the nightstand. I shake my head. "I just know you, Jon" I whisper. "Don't be a hero. If it hurts, tell me." He nods and kisses my head. "Come here" he says holding his arms out. I go to him quickly and cuddle in to him.

"Why were you crying?" I ask about half an hour later. We're under the covers now, his fingers tracing circles on my skin as we hug. "You" he whispers. "You called me Jon. For the first time in ages, you said I love you Jon. Jon, not Dean." I smile. "My sappy Jon is back" I say. He chuckles. "Haven't been called a sap in a while either" he says. I laugh. "It's the small things that mean the most" he says suddenly. "You, being here with me, loving me again, that's what matters." "I never stopped loving you Jon" I admit looking at him. "But I needed to trust you again." He nods. "I'm not gonna do anything to make you regret this" he says. "I promise." I nod. "I know" I say, stifling a yawn. "Boring you am I?" he asks, teasingly. I shake my head. "Tell you what" I say. "You carry little dude around all day tomorrow and tell me you're not tired by the end of it." He grins. "I know" he says. "I love you so much Torrie." "I love you too Jon" I whisper. He kisses my head. "Sleep" he commands. "These pain pills are working now too." I nod and kiss his chest. "Night" I whisper, unable to fight it anymore. "Night" he whispers back, not letting me go.

I wake up and it's still dark. Dean is snoring. I smile and get out of bed, heading for the guest bathroom so I don't wake him. When I'm done I go downstairs. I'm wide awake now, no point going back to bed and disturbing him. I grab a juice from the kitchen then head into the lounge, grabbing the tv control before lying on the sofa. I've been channel surfing for about an hour when he stumbles sleepily into the lounge. "Hey you" I say sitting up. "What are you doing up?" "You were gone" he says simply, sitting next to me. "You know I can't sleep when you're not there." I groan. "Sorry" I whisper. "I couldn't sleep, I didn't want to wake you up." He smiles and kisses me. "It's fine" he says stealing my juice. "I needed a drink anyway." "How do you feel?" I ask. He grins. "Really?" he asks. "I feel like I made love to my wife for the first time tonight. I love you so freaking much." "I love you too" I say smiling at him. "Come back to bed?" he asks. "I need you there." I nod and switch the tv off. He takes my hand and leads me upstairs, helping me into bed before getting in himself. He cuddles in to me and sighs. "That's better" he whispers, rubbing my stomach. He's asleep within minutes.