"You guys are early" Tracey says as we walk in the house. I nod. "It didn't feel right being there" I admit. "Randy is bringing the guys home." She nods. "Can I borrow the car?" she asks. "I'll go to them instead of hanging around waiting for them to come home." Dean nods and hands her the keys. "It's the least we can do after your help today" he says. "While I love my daughter with all my heart, it was good not worrying about being a papa for the day, and spending time with my wife. Thank you." She smiles. "That's what it was all about" she says. "You two being a couple, not just Dessie's parents. You needed this time." Dean nods. "We sure did" he says smiling at her. She waves and heads to the front door. "I'll call you in the morning Torrie" she says. I nod and watch as she lets herself out. As soon as the door closes Dean locks it and comes straight over to me. "Come to bed?" he asks quietly. I can't refuse him, I'd do anything for this man. I nod and hold his hand as he leads me upstairs.
Tracey has put Destiny to sleep in her Moses basket in our room. Dean smiles as he looks at her. "We made her" he says quietly. "We make a hell of a team Tor." I smile and wrap my arms around him. "Indeed we do" I say, kissing him. He turns and puts his arms around me. "Have I told you how much I love you?" he asks. I shake my head. "I don't think so" I say. "Tell me again." He grins. "You are my universe, Torrie Good" he moans, kissing me. "Good" I whisper. "Because you're my life Jon. I don't think I could be without you again." "You won't ever have to find out" he whispers. "I'm never leaving you again. Ever." He walks me backwards until I'm lying on the bed with him next to me. "I love you" he whispers. "Torrie, hold me?" I frown and move up the bed, getting comfortable before holding my arms out to him. He quickly strips down to his boxers and looks at me. "You ain't sleeping in that, doll" he says, looking at my shorts. I smile and quickly take them off, along with the top, leaving me in just my bra and lacy underwear. "Better?" I ask, raising an eyebrow. "Much" he growls, getting on the bed and cuddling up to me. For once we fall asleep with his head on my chest, not mine on his.
Destiny sleeps all night again. Dean is still curled into me when I wake up. I shift slightly and he grabs me, pulling me back to him. "Morning" he growls. "Morning" I say, kissing him gently. "Don't leave me" he begs. "Jon" I groan. "I need to pee, real bad. I promise I'll come back." He groans and lets me go. "Pee quick" he warns, watching as I run to the bathroom. "Faster than that!" he calls. I groan and go as fast as I can before washing my hands and hurrying back to him. "Who are you?" he asks as I get back into bed. "You've been gone so long I forgot your name." I smile and kiss him. "I'll go shower then, if there's no point me being here" I say, starting to get out of bed. "Woah doll" he groans, grabbing my arm. "I never said that, did I?" I raise an eyebrow and he smirks at me, pulling me towards him. "How about we say good morning properly?" he whispers. I put my arm around him and kiss him softly, moaning when he rolls me on to my back. "Morning" he whispers before kissing me again. I run my fingers through his hair and pull on it gently. He growls, and then... Destiny wakes up and cries. "Hey hey hey papas princess" Dean says, going to her straight away. "Oh my baby, come to papa. Oh Dessie, shhhh now." He lifts her out of the basket and puts her on the bed between us. She whimpers but stops crying straight away, looking up at Dean. "Wrapped around her little finger" I say, leaning down to kiss her before getting out of bed. "I'll go sort her bottle." He watches me go and carries on talking to Destiny.
"Do I bring this up or are you coming down?" I call up the stairs when the bottle is ready. There's no answer so I quickly run upstairs. When I get to the bedroom door I smile. They're both asleep, flat on their backs with their arms above their heads. Identical poses. I grab my phone and take a picture, quickly putting it on twitter. "Don't think there's any mistaking who her papa is" I write. Seth, Tracey, Roman, Casper, Randy, Layla and Hunter all favourite it straight away. I watch them sleep for a few more seconds then head back downstairs. I sort our ring gear out for the Raw taping and put a load of laundry in. It's around an hour later when they finally surface. Dean walks in to the kitchen with her, both of them yawning. "Sorry doll" he mumbles, kissing my head as he walks past to pick the bottle up. I smile. "No problem" I say. "Want me to feed her?" He nods and hands her to me. "Hey poppet" I say kissing her. "Momma got a lovely photo of you and papa sleeping." Dean frowns. "Really?" he asks. I nod. "Check my phone" I say. He grabs it and finds the picture, smiling. "Yeah, she's mine alright" he chuckles. "Wanna find madam some clothes for today?" I ask. He nods, heading upstairs while I burp Destiny. He comes down with a dress and some frilly white socks. "Anything you want me to do?" he asks, running his fingers through his hair. "Um" I say looking around. "You can sort the change bag if you want? Or I'll do, it and you can bath and dress Dessie. Up to you." "I'll bath the princess" he says smiling. She looks up at him and smiles back at him. "She melts my heart Tor" he groans. I smile. "I know" I say. "She's a papa's girl for sure." He nods and takes her from me. "Dessie" he says, walking in to the lounge with her. "Now you're a few weeks old it's time to lay down the ground rules. Number one, don't smile sweetly when papa is telling you the rules!" I laugh and sort the bath out for him. I have a feeling this may take some time.