Dean walked back into the bedroom dressed for work and noticed Libby still sleeping. He wondered how someone could look so beautiful awake and asleep. She was just perfect and she was his.

He crawled onto the bed and kissed her exposed shoulder from the too large of t-shirt she was wearing. He heard her whimper a bit as he continued up from her shoulder towards her neck. A smile broke across her face as she began to wake up. His lips met hers softly as he leaned over her and she let out the tiniest moan from the back of her throat and opened her eyes.

Dean smiled at her as their eyes met and she blushed a bit.

"Morning," she said.

"Morning beautiful." He kissed her again and she smiled against his lips.

"What a nice wake up call, but is that all I get?"

Dean smirked. "What have I created?" She chuckled as their lips met again. "I wish there could be more but I have to get to work soon."

She pouted as she shook her head. "No…no work." She wrapped her arms around his neck pulling him down against her and kissing him hard. Libby wrapped her legs around his waist pulling him closer to her as their kissing became heated.

"Baby…" said Dean leaving a trail of kisses from her lips to her neck. "Why do you have to do this now?"

She chuckled as her hands went under his shirt feeling his hard muscles against the palm of her hands twitching at her touch. His hands pushed up the shirt to under her breast and he began kissing her abs and stomach. He nipped at her belly button making her squirm a bit under him. He left a trail of kisses from her belly button to the edge of her panties then licked along the edge making her close her eyes and let out a deep breath.

Dean crawled back on top of her kissing her deeply and pushing into her now wet center causing her to moan.


"Hmmm?" The two continued to kiss heatedly and needy.

"What…Oh wow…" Dean's hands had managed to cup her breast and start to massage her nipples with his thumbs. She let out a small moan.

He smiled against her lips. "What was that?"

"Huh?...oh um…what…oh God…" Dean's tongue lightly flicked itself around one of her nipples. He smiled looking up at her face twisting in pleasure.


"Um…" She bit her bottom lip trying to control herself and ask him what she wanted to ask him. "Uh…shit…time…time…time Dean!"

Dean realized what she was getting at and looked at the clock. "Shit." He pulled her t-shirt down pulling her up with him. He pointed his finger at her as if scolding a child. "Don't think we're done here. You owe me."

She smiled sweetly at him as she took his finger and sucked on the tip of it then ran her tongue underneath it. He whined pulling his finger out of her grasp and kissing her as he started to push back onto the bed.

"Mmm…no," she said against his lips smiling. "Work."

He whined again and kissed her. "You really do owe me for this. Do you know what you do to me?"

She grinned at as she nodded. "Course."

"Tease." She nodded again. "Ok, if you need anything," he kissed her one last time, "or something comes up you see him…"

Libby put her finger against his lips. "I'll be fine if I want an afternoon quickie I'll call you or drop by the garage." She grinned and he just glared at her.

"That's not even funny after what you just pulled."

She laughed and smacked his butt. "Get going."

He smiled. "I'll miss you."

"Miss you already." She bit her bottom lip as she watched him leave the bedroom and heard him close the front door and the Impala's engine driving off. She took a deep breath and looked around the bedroom smiling a little to herself.

Dean pulled up to the house after work and sighed feeling tired from the long day of work. He walked up to the door and opened it and once he did he smelled a delicious fragrance wafting out of the house. The scent was delicious and it woke him up.

He closed the door and walked towards the kitchen to see Libby setting up the table for the two of them.

"Well look at this," he said leaning against the doorframe and she looked up smiling at him.

"Hey you," she said and walked up to him and kissed his lips. "I made some chicken, potatoes, corn, string beans and for desert I bought a pie. I didn't make it because well look I slaved over a hot stove and…"

Dean sushed her with his mouth and she smiled against his lip. "It's perfect…but why did you do all this?"

"You said I owed you and my grandmother always said the way to a man's heart is through his stomach."

"Well you grandmother was correct with that." He grinned at her.

"Let's eat then."

"Alright let me get out of these clothes and I'll be back."

"K." She smiled as he kissed her lips softly. He looked into her eyes one last time smiling and still wondering how he had gotten so lucky to have her in his life.

Two Months Later

"Are you sure you want to do this?" Sam asked looking down into the glass case with Dean.

"Of course I want to do this," muttered Dean searching for the right one. The one that screamed Libby!

"I'm just saying because you've only been going out for three months and this is the longest relationship for you."

Dean smirked looking up at Sam. "You know what they say, fools rush in."

"Yeah you're a fool alright." Sam sighed rubbing his face with his hand. "I just want to make sure you are making the right decision. Have you even told her you loved her?"

Dean bit his lip staring down into the glass case. He hasn't but neither has she but he just felt this was the right decision.

"Look, man, I care about her a lot. She makes me feel and I haven't felt in the longest time and I've never felt the way I feel about Libby for anyone. She's it, she's the one. I am having such a chick flick moment with my little brother right now."

Sam laughed. "I won't tell Libby."

"Better not." Dean laughed and shook his head. Sam noticed the look on his older brother's face and smiled. He really wanted to do this; he really wanted to take that extra step.

"Alright," said Sam with a grin on his face and looked back down into the glass case, "which one?"

"That one," said Dean pointing to the middle of the glass case, "that ring says Libby."

Sam and Dean walked out of the jewelry shop with a small bag in hand. "So how are you going to do it?"

Dean grinned. "I have it all planned out. I'll tell you about it when she says yes."

"You are so sure of yourself aren't you?"

"Course I am. She's the one and only Sam and I wouldn't have it any other way."

"Dean where are you taking us that it takes this long to get there?" Libby asked looking at him and then at the kids from the orphanage.

"I told you it's a surprise," said Dean glancing at her and he saw she was making fun of him to the kids. "Hey!"

The kids and Libby laughed and she turned back in her seat. She noticed the smile on Dean's face and laughed.

"What?" he asked.

"What's up with the smile?"

"What smile?"

"The smile that has been on your face for the past week, ever since you and Sam hung out. Now what's going on?"

"Nothing." He shrugged and tried to hide the small smile that was still creeping its way back to the surface. He took her hand in his and the kids made oooo sounds. Dean looked at them through the rearview mirror and smiled at them.

He has found an attachment to the kids as much as Libby has. He would visit anytime he could with Libby.

"Dean…oh wow," she said as Dean pulled up to the stadium. "Are you…"

"Yup. I rented it for the day."

"Oh my God. Dean…this is…just amazing. How could you…"

"Stop with the questions and get your butt out of the car and let's play some baseball!" The kids yelled as they scrambled out of the van and ran up to the building. A couple workers opened the doors for them and they walked in.

When they were on the field Libby looked around smiling. "Holy crap this is…just huge."

"Mmm…I've heard that before." Libby quickly hit him in the chest and he laughed. "Let's go pick our teams but you have to go last for batting."

"What? Why?"

"Because it's only fair."

"Then you have to too."

"Hey Danny!" yelled Dean running up to him. Libby made a face and walked up to the kids who were looking at her with excitement in their eyes.

"Who's ready to play?" The kids yelled again and Dean jogged back to them.

"What are you doing with Danny?"

"He's just cleaning the plates off." She nodded and they turned back the kids choosing their teams.

The girls batted first and were doing pretty well considering the big field.

Dean felt his heart beating quickly against his chest when he saw Libby go up to bat. He wiped the sweat off his brow and looked at Danny who gave him the thumbs up.

Libby stepped up at the plate and looked down and made a face. The word 'will' was writing on the plate. She opened her mouth to say something but shook it off thinking it was just something for the team.

Dean through the ball just right for Libby to hit it high and she ran. She ran to first plate and had to almost stop seeing the word 'you' on the plate. She looked up at the kids who were "chasing" after her ball and then jogged up to second plate to see 'marry' and she felt her heart jump into her throat. Her heart was thudding against her chest wondering if this was some kind of game or something and she felt tears start to build up behind her eyelids as she cautiously walked up third base and stopped seeing 'me.'

She quickly looked up to find Dean standing at home plate with a small blue box in his hand. She walked up to him and noticed the fear in his eyes as she approached him.


"Say yes Ms. Libby!" yelled some of the kids and she laughed as a few tears fell from her eyes looking at them and then at Dean.

"Did you have them help you with this?"


She grinned wrapping her arms around his neck. Dean was still unsure what to the answer was he needed to hear a yes or a no. And he was dreading hearing that no.

"Yes," she said in his ear. "I will marry you."

His arms tightened around her waist picking her up off the ground and then kissing her on the lips. He set her down and opened the box to see a beautiful wedding ring from Tiffany's sitting in the box.

"It's so beautiful," she said looking at it as he took it out and then took her hand in his and put it on hers.

"It screamed out Libby when I saw it," he said as he held her hand in his. He looked into her eyes and knew he had to say it. "I love you Libs."

More tears fell from her eyes. "I love you Dean."

The End…Or is it?