It felt good to be home again, with everything relatively back to normal. He looked out into the yard as Kayla brought Alex up to his room; he'd fallen asleep in the car again and it was about everyone's bed time at this point. Dean heard her coming back downstairs, he shut the door and it was hard, but it felt like it was right. He stared at it for a moment before turning around to face Kayla. "Why are you looking at me like that?"
"You're here." She stated, the surprise evident in her voice. "Sam is back and he's hunting, you got the taste of it back in your mouth but…you're still here." She felt a little guilty now, honestly she hadn't even expected him to come back to Bobby's. She had just been waiting for the phone call.
He laughed a little, not being able to help it as a defense mechanism. She looked like she was ready to cry at any moment and he felt horrible. As he stepped up to her he wrapped his arms around her, pulling her into a tight hug and kissed her on the forehead. "I haven't been that restless have I?"
She buried her face into his chest and everything about him felt different. "Do you really want me to answer that?"
"I'm sorry, okay?" He leaned back and kissed her. "This is where I'm at now, with you and Alex. The djinn thing…shit like that is gonna happen, we can't help it. I'm not gonna make you move again, we're just going to take it as it comes." They knew they already had to act surprised when the authorities found Sid and his wife's bodies, he was still torn up about that one.
"That's, awesome." She wiped her eyes. She was so convinced he was going to take off with Sam and their grandfather, she didn't even know what to do. "I guess I should have given you more credit."
"Yeah well," he smirked. "I forgive you." Because he almost did, he hoped she didn't know how close it was. Dean kissed her again and his hand brushed against the side of her face and along to the back of her neck. In that instant everything felt like it was right again, like the weight of the world had been pulled off his shoulders and he could finally breathe easy. His brother was alive and well, along with Kayla and Alex, everyone had made it through.
Kayla felt the change in him and it felt so damn good to have him back, really back. "I love you." She murmured against the kiss and wrapped her arms around his neck. His reply came out more in a muffled groan as he wrapped an arm around her waist and pulled her roughly against him. He pulled back for a moment to glance to the stairs with a deviant look before shaking his head. "Definitely not, can't wake him up. Guest room." Dean closed his hand over hers and led her into the guest room down the hall, barely making it through the doorway before he kissed her again. He lifted her up and wrapped her legs around his waist before dropping them to the bed. As her head went back he kissed her neck, sending waves of goose bumps across her skin and he laughed quietly. "I still got it."
"You still got it." She breathed in agreement and tucked her hands under his jacket, pushing it off of his shoulders. Her hands trailed slowly against the muscles in his arms and she leaned up to kiss his lips again. He lowered his body against hers and she sighed quietly, making a silent prayer that it would stay like this. They could hold on to this feeling, right?