Lily sat at her desk doing research when there was a knock at the door. She thought for a moment. She wasn't expecting anyone. She hesitated as she stood, and grabbed her gun. Making her way to the door, she was a quiet as possible. When she looked through the peephole, she was shocked. She placed the gun in the back of the waistband of her jeans and flung the door open, her mouth agape.
"Hey, Lily."
"Dean... What are you doing here?"
Before she could react, Dean pulled her into a feverish kiss. One hand at the back of her head and one on her waist held her close. Her arms instinctively wrapped around him, but she pulled away as she regained control of herself.
"What are you doing? You went to Lisa, Dean. What's going on?"
"Me and Lisa... She doesn't understand me the way you do. I keep dreaming about you. I can't stop thinking about you."
"Dean, you pushed me away."
"I know, and I'm sorry. You have no idea how sorry. I messed up. But I thought I was doing what was best for you, to keep you safe."
"So, what, you pop in here for a little fun, then go back to Lisa? Does she know?"
"There is no more Lisa." He stepped to Lily and took her face into his hands. "I want you, for good, if it's not too late."
Lily covered his hands with her own and closed her eyes against a tear. "Do you really mean it Dean?"
He leaned forward, and she felt his breath on her lips. "I really do."
When his lips touched hers again, her hands went into his hair. She pressed her entire body against him, reveling in the feeling.
"I missed you so much, Dean."
He gently pushed her back into the house so he could close the door.
"I missed you too, Kitten."
He scooped her up and carried her to the bedroom. When he placed her back on her feet, her hands slid beneath his t-shirt. He shrugged off the button-up that he wore open on top and lifted his arms so Lily could remove the t-shirt. She let her hands glide back down his chest to his pants as he unbuttoned her shirt. He kissed her shoulders, letting the shirt fall down her arms, but it was caught. She refused to take her hands away from his pants, not that he was complaining. She had worked her way inside, and was making Dean's eyes roll back.
He kissed her lips, fighting to stay in control. When she felt him thrust his hips she removed her hands, causing Dean to groan against her mouth. She let her shirt fall to the floor and reached behind to unclasp her bra. Dean pulled the straps from her shoulders, and it quickly joined her shirt. They reluctantly pulled apart and removed the rest of their clothing.
Lily lay down on the bed and Dean crawled over her, staring into her eyes. She could see how much he wanted her, and she wanted him just as badly. She wrapped one leg around him as he pressed his weight down on her. He kissed her neck, and whispered her name as he entered her.
"Dean..."
"Lily... Lily..."
Dean's voice faded, and as Lily's eyes opened, she remembered where she was.
"Lily..."
There was a knocking at the door. She got out of bed and opened it.
"What's up Bobby?"
"You were sleeping pretty hard in there, kid."
"Yeah, I'm just tired."
"Got a call from Garth. He thinks he might have a rugaru on his hands. Wanna help?"
"Sure. Just give me a few minutes to actually wake up."
"No problem. I'll be downstairs."
Lily closed the door and laid her head back against it, closing her eyes. That dream felt far too real. She told herself she had to get over Dean, but she knew it wouldn't be easy, and it would take time. Time was all she had.
Lily liked Garth. She could tell he drove Bobby a little nuts, but he was such a sweet guy. He was a hugger. Lily didn't normally like that, but it was different from Garth. He was an innocent soul. That was rare in the world. Even more rare in the world of hunters.
When the case was over, they said their goodbyes. Garth walked to her with his arms outstretched.
"You know what's comin'."
Lily laughed and he gave her a big hug. They exchanged numbers, and Lily told him to call anytime.
She stayed at Bobby's for a couple more days before driving home. She spent the next year alternating solo jobs and working with Bobby or Garth. A case fell into her lap that had her completely baffled. She called Bobby to ask if he had anything that could help her out, when she heard voices in the background.
"Bobby, is that Dean I hear?"
"Yep."
"So, he just dropped by for a visit after all this time?"
"Actually... he's huntin' again."
"What about Lisa and Ben?"
"They're still tryin' to figure out how to make it work."
"What would make Dean get back in without Sam now that he has a family?"
Bobby didn't say a word. Lily heard the voices in the background again, and she paid attention. She felt a rapid mixture of emotions when she recognized the voice: doubt, confusion, relief, happiness.
"Bobby... is that Sam?" He didn't answer. "Bobby!"
"Yeah, it's Sam. And before you start askin' all kinds of questions, we don't know how or why."
"When?"
"Almost a year ago."
"Geez, Bobby! Nobody tells me anything!"
"If it makes you feel any better, Dean didn't know either."
She thought about that for a minute. "Part of me would love to say that it makes me feel better after the way Dean cut me out, but Sam is his brother. I know he had to be hurting this past year."
"Sam didn't want to drag him back into the life. Neither did I."
"And you didn't tell me because...?"
"We thought you would tell Dean."
"I may have... Listen, Bobby, I have to go. Will you check up on that stuff for me?"
"Sure thing, kid."
"Thanks. Tell Sam I'm glad he's back."
"Will do."