Alice's P.O.V.

I paced around the room slowly before finally sitting down. Counting out the days it's been since the djinn, only two. We had stopped at a motel not too far from the town where the hunt took place but Akuma looked pretty sick, so I insisted on taking her up to Bobby's house to settle down. It was like a second home to us and even though Bobby would be out hunting, at least she would feel safe there. "I'm just really concerned about her. She's barely gotten out of bed since we got back." I turned to Sam, who is leaning against a desk in the room. "She seems really screwed up over everything that happened… like that is quite literally everything she's ever wanted. She was human for Christ's sake. She's not doing well. She's…." My voice trailed off, realizing that I was ranting again.

"She's going to be okay Alice… She's just going to need a bit of time. Dean said it absorbed her, it'll get better for her. Just give her some time." Sam spoke as he straightens up in the chair, never taking his eyes off me, though he looked a bit off.

"I don't know Sam… my… our dad was alive and so was her mom… and just..." I stopped myself to take a deep breath, trying to keep my emotions under control. Sam stood up and was standing closer to me now, so that he could look down at me with his big soulful eyes. "I really don't envy her. I really want her to be okay."

"I know Alice." Sam's voice was gentle and his eyes were filled with sadness. I felt my body tremble slightly, seeing him like this, so broken but so passionate. I didn't know I was cupping his face until he grabbed my hands to hold them in his. I leaned in waiting for him to speak again, I knew there was more he wanted to tell me.

"Alice, I think I should have said this a while ago but I was scared that if I said it, I would scare you away. After seeing what Akuma and Dean have been through and what we have been through, I don't want anything to happen to you before I get a chance to tell you this." There were tears on the edge of his eyes, I knew that what he was saying, he really meant it. I was trying hard to control myself from stopping him and just letting him fall into my arms so I could hold him, and tell him that I wasn't going anywhere. "Alice." I felt his grip tighten on my hands slightly and I took a half step closer to him. "I'm in love with you." At his words my breath caught in my throat and my mouth hung open slightly. He waited for me to say something but I couldn't make out any words. Instead my body moved forwards, my mouth crashing against his. I felt his body react with mine, pushing me backwards until my legs hit the edge of the bed and I fell back. Sam held himself above me on his forearms, our mouths never parting. I could feel his tongue exploring my mouth, and all I could do was moan into him, arching my back off the bed as I started to pull the clothing from his torso. Accidently ripping the fabric of one of his sleeves I tore off half of his shirt, leaving the other piece hanging off his torso. Sam pulled the rest off, taking his mouth off mine for a short period of time, just enough to bring a groan from my throat. His lips attacked my neck this time, sucking my skin and leaving what felt like hickies in a long line from where my shoulder meets my neck all the way up to my ear. I had wrapped my legs around his waist, trying to get whatever friction I could. I could feel just how excited he was, and I wiggled under him when he nibbled on one of the sensitive areas on my neck, pulling a gasp from my lips. I could feel him smile against my skin, so he continued to kiss lower on my neck until he reached the collar of my shirt. Pulling back he gripped the fabric and pulled it off, taking a moment to look me over.

"You're beautiful." He whispered and then went back to trailing kisses down my chest, leaving hickies on my breast and stomach. I arched my back again, feeling the pleasurable sting that his mouth was leaving behind. This gave him the opportunity to unclasp my bra and fling it across the room. I laughed slightly and he brought his mouth back up to mine, giving me the chance to capture his lower lip between my teeth. He let out a moan and rolled his hips, sending shivers through my body. I wanted this for so long, we had never actually talked about it face to face but even on Halloween, it was very clear that he wanted this too. I felt his hand skim up my chest and run over one of my breasts, this was filling every fantasy I'd had about Sam. They flashed through my mind again, reminding me just how badly I had wanted him, and I reveled in the fact that now I'd know. I'd know what he tasted like, how his skin felt under my fingertips…what it felt like to have him inside me. I moaned at that last thought, and Sam chuckled. Releasing his lips from mine, he stared directly into my eyes. I nodded at him as his hands went to my jeans, unbuttoning them and sliding the zipper down. He pulled them off slowly, raking his fingers down my leg until my jeans fell to the floor. He ran his hands up my thighs and slipped his fingers into the waist of my lace underwear, slipping them off as well. I sat up to watch as he started to undo his and I stood up, pulling his hands away.

"Let me." I hummed, and reached down and undid them for him, followed by his boxers. Both dropping to the ground in a puddle beneath him, and I smiled, pulling him by his hands back over to the bed. I laid back carefully, letting my red hair pool around my head as he hovered over me, his lips swollen from my kisses. I pulled him down to lock our mouths again, I wanted to taste him forever. I felt his body line up with mine, rolling his hips against me again, I let out a needy moan. I felt his hand reach between us, his fingers running lightly over my entrance. I didn't realize how wet and ready I was for him until I felt his fingers slip into me slowly. I moaned again, wanting more.

"It's okay, I got you." He whispered again and I closed my eyes as he added another finger, slowly pumping in and out until he was satisfied. He removed his finger and I sighed at the sudden absence, only to hear the sound of a condom being opened. I smiled and adjusted my hips on the bed, ready for him. He nudged himself against me and nodded. He slowly pushed into me, drawing a low groan from my lips, I tilted my head back and let him rock in and out slowly before he pushed in all the way. My breath caught in my throat again, tilting my hips forward slowly, to make sure that all of him was buried in me, stretching me, filling me completely full. I couldn't help but watched as his eyes glazed over at the feeling, running my hands over the straining muscles of his arms. I clenched myself around him, wanting him to feel me as much as possible, satisfaction filling me up when he moaned as he started to move, slowly at first. Not long after we both moved furiously, Sam slamming into me as I met his thrust, both of us clawing and grabbing at each other as our skin slapped together. I could barely breathe by now, every inch of my body screamed for him. He was moaning with every thrust, I could tell he was close, and I wasn't far behind. I managed to roll us over so that I was riding him now, the change in angle sent a shockwave through my body and I almost screamed. I was pretty sure that Dean and Akuma could hear the headboard slamming against the wall but I didn't care. My fingers dug into Sam's chest, I could feel myself being pushed over the edge, I didn't want this end so early but I could barely see straight. I clenched down hard around him when I felt the spasm in his body, and I couldn't hold out any longer, I let go too, exploding around him and squeezing his release out of him. He shouted, a strangled and primal sound as he leaned forward and bit into my shoulder to muffle the noise. I sat still on his lap, coming down from my high, I felt his arms around my body; as if he was holding onto me for dear life. I let my hands run through his hair and down to his shoulders where I rubbed circles into his skin until he was ready to let go. He glanced up at me and smiled, cheeks still red and warm from his orgasm. He laid back on the bed and I pulled myself off of him, laying down beside him. I watched how his eyes danced over my face, his lips pulling tight into a smile. I was a sweaty, hot mess of panting nerves and he still called me beautiful. I nuzzled his cheek with my nose and kissed him slowly, more gentle than before.

"Sam." I whispered to him, running my fingers over his lips.

"Yeah?" He kissed my fingertips.

"I'm in love with you too." I smiled and he chuckled, rolling onto his side so he could cuddling me. I shut my eyes and let the exhaustion take over.