Steph walked out of the small store and saw that it was raining and frowned. "So much for the weather man being right," she said as she grabbed her bag and put it over her head and quickly walked down the sidewalk. It was supposed to be a nice sunny day so she had decided to take a walk down to the stores. She continued to frown knowing everything in her bag was getting soaked.
The sound of a horn came out of nowhere and she jumped turning. She saw the Impala pulling up to the side of the road and Dean was driving it. She gave a soft smile before taking a couple steps towards him.
"You need a ride?" he asked some hope in his eyes.
"I live really close and…"
"And you're getting wet and you're going to catch a cold. It is up to you but I thought you'd want a ride to get out of the rain."
She bit her lip and nodded. Dean reached over unlocking the passenger door and she got in. She put her bag next to her feet and opened her jacket up revealing her spring dress. Dean's eyes landed on her legs, looking sexy all wet. She ran her hands through her wet hair and smiled over at him.
"No problem…" He turned onto the road and headed down it, "So what made you want to walk out in the rain?"
She laughed and looked over at him, "Um, the weatherman said the weather was going to be perfect and sunny and it was until this happened. That's my luck."
Dean smirked and she turned to look out the window. "So Steph what are you up to tonight?"
She looked at him, "Nothing why?"
"I was thinking we could go out."
Steph bit her bottom lip and was about to accept when she saw the wedding band on his finger "Wouldn't your wife not like that?"
She watched his hand tighten on the wheel and he looked at his wedding ring, "She, uh, she passed away about a year ago." He looked at her and she frowned.
"I'm sorry." She ran her hands through her hair and made a face as he stopped at her house, "then maybe it's not the time for you to be seeing someone or going on a date if you're still wearing your ring."
"Look I'll always love her…she was everything to me. We went through a lot but that was a while ago. I am ready." He just wanted to be alone with her. He had to. He still was in love with her and he needed her.
Steph looked at her house then back at Dean, "Then pick me up at 8?" Dean nodded and she smiled as she got out of the car. Dean watched her run up to her house and get inside.
Sam passed Dean's room and stopped in his tracks and took a couple steps back. He arched an eyebrow at what he was seeing and walked a couple steps towards the room and leaned against the doorframe. "What are you doing?"
Dean looked at him and felt instantly annoyed, "Spying on me Sam?"
"I was just wondering why you got your nice button up on and your nice jeans. You know the ones that don't have the holes in them or any smears of blood. And to mention the cologne…Dean you don't wear cologne."
"Alright I'm going on a date with Steph," he said rolling his eyes and walked towards the bed to put his boots on.
"Really?" asked Sam surprised, "Already?"
"What's that supposed to mean?"
"I mean you just go back into her life I just thought that maybe it's too soon to be going on a date."
"Remember Sam me and Steph…we usually do things the opposite of what others do."
Sam thought back to when Dean came in the one day different and actually smiling just to find out he and Steph had sex in the back seat of the Impala. Sam made sure to clean the backseat before he sat back there again.
Dean pulled up to Stephanie's house and parked the car. He let out a sigh as he looked out his window, "Ok Dean, try not to screw this up." He said to himself as he got out of the car and walked up to the door. He stood there for a moment and wondered if maybe he was rushing things a bit but he didn't care. He wanted her back in his arms and he didn't care what he had to do to get her there. He was going to pull out ever trick he had to make her fall in love with him again.
Stephanie stood in front of her floor length mirror and just looked at herself in her light blue dress. "What are you doing Steph? His wife just died a year ago and you are going out with him." She said to herself. She heard the doorbell and she perked up, "Well like he said he was ready to move on so why not." She said. Steph turned off her light and headed to the front door.
When she opened it up, Dean just looked at her. He felt like a teenager about to go on his first date. "H-Hey" he manage to stutter out and Steph just smiled at him, "Wow you look beautiful."
"Thank you Dean. Let me just grab my purse and we can get going." She said and walked back into the house. As Dean watched her he got to thinking about how different she acted. Steph would never carry a purse. "Ok let's go." She said. Dean smiled at her as she walked out of the door and closed it behind her.
They pulled up to a restaurant and walked inside, "Wow Dean I saw you more as a burger joint kind of guy." Steph said.
"Well I figured we could do something a little different tonight. Is that ok with you?" he asked her. He wanted to make sure she had a great time.
"This is perfect Dean." She said and grabbed him by the arm as they followed the hostess to their table.
Steph couldn't help but smile as Dean tried to figure out what he wanted. She could tell this wasn't the sort of place he would go to. She hid her face behind the menu and laughed a little.
"Dean," she said and he looked up.
"How would you feel if I tell you that I think we should get out of here?"
Dean raised his eyebrows in surprise and smirked, "Where would you want to go?"
"I know this great place with the best cheeseburgers out there and the most delicious fries and cold beer."
Dean stood up and grabbed her hand pulling her up from the table, "You got my vote."
She laughed as Dean continued to drag her through the restaurant. Their waiter stopped them and asked, "Is everything ok?"
Stephanie bit her lip and stood straight up, "No, everything isn't ok, my boyfriend here found glass in his wine! What kind of place is this? He could have died!"
Dean looked at her with wide eyes and then looked back at the waiter, "I hope there is some good explanation for this!"
"If I would have lost him God so help me I would make sure I take everything in this place and turn it into," she gave the waiter a look, "an Olive Garden."
The waiter gasped and looked around, "I'm so sorry for the inconvenience if there is anything I can do for you, anything at all…"
"Let the bill slide for the wine and we'll keep our mouths shut," said Dean with a smirk that made Steph smile.
"Of course, of course."
Steph and Dean went to walk away when she stopped and grabbed the waiters arm, "I'll be watching you…you best make sure there isn't glass in the others wine." Dean pulled on her hand as they continued out the restaurant.
Once they got out the two looked at each other and laughed, "I didn't think you had it in you Steph."
"Most people don't," she said walking towards the car, "They look at me as little miss priss when I know inside me I'm someone totally different."
This made Dean look at her, "Yeah?"
"Yeah I can just feel something inside me screaming to be let out and…uh…" She stopped and looked at him, "You must think I'm crazy huh?"
"Temporarily insane but not crazy." He smirked at her and she smiled as she took his hand and they continued to the car, "Look if you have this feeling inside you maybe you should let it out."
She walked in front of him turning to look at him, "Oh yeah? I should?"
"Yeah you never know it may be what you've been looking for your whole life. You never know unless you take the chance."
She thought about it and grinned. She reached down and ripped her dress and Dean's eyes widened as the dress got even shorter.
"Wh-what are you doing?"
"I always thought that this dress was too long. Never liked knee length stuff anyway." She ripped the sleeves leaving her a blue strapless short dress that made Dean's groin catch on fire with a burning desire.
He swallowed hard and she walked up him, "Now you…" she bit her lip and took his shirt out of his pants and unbuttoned it. He smiled at her the whole time and then she ran her hand through his hair making it messy spiky.
"There I like that…fits you more than this whole aristocrat look."
He laughed, "Alright spin around for me let me see if this look is more you."
She put her hands on her hips and turned slowly for him. His eyes traveled her body up and down and licked his lips.
"I'm taking that as a yes." She winked at him before moving towards the car and he nodded.
"Oh yeah, let's go." The two got into the car and Steph turned the radio on and Ramble On by Led Zeppelin came on.
"I love this song," they both said at the same time and they looked at each other. Steph felt this familiarity hit her when he said that and her heart jumped. She grinned before moving over and kissing his lips softly. He kissed her back wanting more, needing more and she felt herself getting this heavy safe feeling from his hands and lips being on her.
She was the first to let go and she bit her bottom lip, "So, uh, how about those cheeseburgers?"
His lips curved and said, "Show me the way."
"So your brother is more of the deep brother while you…you're the impractical I like to have fun bad brother," said Steph before taking a sip of her beer. The two of them were sitting at the bar finishing up their meal, drinking and talking.
"Yeah you can say that," said Dean smiling at her. He remembered when Steph named Sam the deep brother. It was during her time at Bobby's when she couldn't do much because of her ribs being broken and he had to take care of her, he didn't have to, he wanted to.
Dean noticed a lot of the men staring at Steph but she never took her eyes off of him. Even when the guy accidentally bumped into her as a way to pick her up she just shrugged it off and kept talking to him.
"You want to dance?" Did he just ask that? He never dances.
She smiled, "Sure."
They hopped off the stools and walked over to the dance floor. She put her hands behind his neck while he set his on her lower back bringing her close to him. The two swayed back and forth to the music, the same rhythm, their bodies never losing the pace to each others, their eyes never leaving the others. His hands ran up and down her back never wanting to let her go.
Steph could feel the connection between them again, it was a strong one and she wondered if he felt it too. God help her it was strong, so strong that she could feel warmth spread through her like wildfire and sit low in her core. She ran her hands through his short spiked hair loving the feel of it between her fingers.
Dean closed his eyes fighting the urge to just take her right there. The old Steph wouldn't have cared but this was new Steph. He needed to know what she liked, what she didn't but God almighty she was almost the same. Her confession about something being inside her wanting to be let out was probably the old Steph trying to fight her way out, to the world, to him.
Before Dean knew what he was doing his lips found hers soft and tender. He felt Steph's body shiver as she moved closer to him and he knew he was good. She parted her lips letting his tongue enter her mouth and massage against hers. His arms wrapped fully around her holding her close to him, their bodies stopped swaying to the music and started swaying to their beating hearts and warm bodies.
Their lips parted and they opened their eyes, fire in both of theirs. Holding desire, want and need.
She bit her lip and looked into his, "You want to go back to my place?"
Dean ran his left hand across her cheek his thumb tracing soft circles on it, "You sure?"
She nodded, "Yeah."
Dean held Steph against her front door their lips never leaving each others. His hands ran up and down her sides his fingers teasing the sides of her breast. She fought with her purse trying to get her key but she gave up and reached above her grabbing the spare. She let go of his lips with a small smile before turning around and putting the key in but he distracted her by kissing her neck and her hand shook. Dean smiled against her skin she finally opened the door. Dean's arms stayed around her tiny waist as he grabbed the key out of the door before shutting it.
Steph pushed him against the door and held him there, holding him against her. Their tongues fighting for dominance and she moaned. Subconsciously Dean placed the key in his pocket and then found his hands running up the back of her thighs feeling her soft cool skin against the palm of his hands. The more his hands touched her skin the more it felt like he was leaving a trail of fire on it.
"Bedroom?" he asked.
"Upstairs," she said with a nod. She threw her purse on the ground and removed his shirt letting it fall off his shoulders and to the floor. He picked her up, her legs wrapping around his waist as he carried her up the stairs.
When they finally reached the bedroom Dean kicked the door closed and set her down on her feet. He pulled her close to him again kissing her hungrily. She moaned as his hands found the zipper on her dress and slowly began to pull it down. Her hands found moved down his chest and body trying to find the hem of his shirt to pull it off. She got distracted when his large hands moved into her dress touching her bare back causing goose bumps to rise on her skin.
She finally found the end of his shirt and pulled it up but something shiny caught her eye and before she went back to kissing him, her heart sank and backed up a little. His wife's ring was there on his chest.
Dean felt her back away and wondered what he did wrong when he felt her cold ring hit his chest. No, he couldn't lose her again.
"Maybe…maybe we should stop," she said quietly as she backed up more his hands slowly leaving her and she held onto her dress making sure it wouldn't fall.
"No please," he begged as he moved closer to her and ran his hand through her hair and made her look at him, "I-I just…" He didn't know what to say as he stared into her eyes, "I couldn't let them burn the ring as they cremated her."
Steph looked away from his eyes and Dean thought he had lost her, "I just don't want to get hurt," she said quietly and she looked back at him.
His hold on her tightened and said, "I won't hurt you, I promise."
She closed her eyes and felt his lips on hers again, slow and soft, not like before. She finally let go of her dress letting it fall to the ground as her arms wound themselves around his neck. He picked her up bridal style and carried her over to the bed lying her down. She got under the sheets as he took his jeans and boxers off. He got under the sheets with her and caressed her body as he kissed her, made her feel wanted and needed.
His hand played with the sides of her panties and pulled them down. He felt her body trembling with fear and pleasure and he cupped her face kissing her letting her know it was ok.
His thumb found her swollen nub and caressed it, soothed it, and she closed her eyes biting her lips and she breathed out, "Dean…"
Dean's eyes burned with desire as he pulled her legs apart and settled himself between them. She opened her eyes to see his hazel ones staring back at her. She felt his swollen enlarged member against her thigh. She wanted him just as much as he wanted her.
She's never done something like this, meet a guy and go on one date and then screw him afterwards. She wasn't that kind of girl…but something inside her told her to as if she knew him already. The dreams she had of him, the sex dreams were amazing and she wondered if it was going to be the same.
Dean eased in at first, all the way till he hit the hilt. She bit her bottom lip and couldn't help but feel this is exactly where she wanted to be. This whole thing just felt too right.
Dean was screaming on the inside, he missed this. The feel of her skin against his, her hot pouty mouth, the heat of her inner muscles holding him tight, the ways he breathed his name. He knew this was all too perfect.
He leaned down and kissed her as he moved out of her then back in. She moaned into his mouth, the pace started out slow and began to move faster.
Stephs hands moved over his back and scratched her nails into them. His hands caressed her body holding her close to him as possible. He took her hands in his and held them together, palm to palm. She moved her head side to side moaning in pleasure crying out in pure bliss.
Dean bit his lip at the sight before him, how perfect and beautiful she was. He did his best to continue to hold on waiting for her orgasm.
It was better than what she dreamed; she knew more than just a one night stand had happened between them. It was something more but she couldn't even think of what it was at the moment. With the way his pelvis and strong hard cock moved in and against her she couldn't think. Finally her orgasm ripped through her, her muscles tightening around Dean causing him to spread his seed deep inside her. The two moaned each other's name, their fingertips digging into each other's hands, their breathing heavy and deep. Dean continued to move inside her till exhaustion took over. He closed his eyes his head on her chest breathing and hearing her heart beat with his. He lifted his head and left small kisses on her chest up to her lips.
Their eyes locked and they both knew this was the start of something. Dean was gonna get Steph back and steph was going to try her best to remember who she once was even if she didn't know it yet.
Authors Note: I know it's been a long time and I felt this chapter was needed for Dean and Steph. So let me know what you guys think. Lots of love Joyce 3