Dean kept his arms wrapped around her, stumbling as they made it to the room.  As they stepped inside, his mind wandered to some of the things he had seen while he was away, including a couple of people he and his dad weren’t able to save, which had torn him apart, and ended up pushing him to come back to her for this safety.  He was home.  She was his home, and he understood what she meant by the phrase at that moment as she whispered that she missed him.

As soon as they were in the room, and the door was closed, he took her cheeks in his hands, kissing her deeply before reaching down and hooking his arms behind her bare thighs, wrapping her legs around his waist.  He pressed her back against the door and smiled against the kiss, his mind still trying to push the thoughts of the two kids away.

He pulled back, biting her lip a little more aggressively, “Your skin even feels different…”

He gave a small laugh, running his hand up her side under her vest to hold onto her a little better.  Preventing injuries during their time together was preferred, considering the last time they had been together.  He almost laughed at his concern, trailing a set of kisses down her chin and onto her throat.

“So, you missed me?  Not just my body?”, he asked in a loving and joking voice, “I saw the way you were looking at me out there…”