Life with Dean and Sam Winchester.

Bonding with the boys, part one: Juliette and Sam

--Juliette--

"No I won't do it!" I whisper yelled, as not to wake up the baby. "I won't put Gabby in harms way!"

"I would never allow anything to happen to you or the baby! I don't know how you could think so low of me!" Sam said, hurt coloring his tone. For a second my anger faltered but then flared back up. "Look Jules, all I'm asking is that you and Gabby help me tonight! I'm not even going to be doing anything, we are just going under cover. I need your help! Please, Jules." Sam said, his voice full of persuasion. I stared into his captivating eyes and couldn't help but agree. I mean it wouldn't be so bad if I 'married' him for the night. And I know that Gabby loves him, and seeing them together had me smiling like a goof. It made me wish that Vince had stuck around for her. It was a one night stand that had gave me the biggest blessing in my life, my beautiful daughter.

"I guess I can help you, Sam. But don't think for one second that I will do this every time cause I won't." I said. But taking one look at this fine man I knew that I would do anything for him. I smiled despite my words, and laughed. "I guess we can make this fun, right Mr. Winchester?"

"Of course, Mrs. Winchester." He played along making us both laugh. I guess tonight won't be so bad.

--Later on that night--

I smiled at the waiter, as he checked me, Sam and Gabby in. Sam had his arm around my waist and Gabby in his other arm. She was laying her head in the crook of his neck, as she had just woken up from her nap and was still a little tired. To outsiders we looked like a happy family, but in reality we are stacking out the owners of this restaurant. Sam had a idea that they were witches, as the whole town had witch craft messes all over it. After the waiter had shown us to our table, we sat down and picked up our menus. Sam was discreetly scanning the area for anything suspicious. So far it was a let down as he'd seen nothing.

"Sam darling, would you like some desert?" I asked placing my hand on his, ignoring the tingles running up my arm. I looked at him with a sincere look, as I awaited for his answer.

"What would you like Jules? I'm think of some strawberry cheesecake. What do you think?" Sam asked, the code in his words oblivious to me. I tapped into his mind for a clue.

'God she is beautiful. I just want to prolong this stake out. But I've found nothing, how am I going to keep her here?'

I was speechless, I've not even given a thought to that he may like me. But Im not going to keep my child out any later than I already have.

"Sammy I've got some cheesecake at the house, how about we just go home and you can help me make it?" I said softly, persuasion coloring my voice. Sam's eyes glazed over as he gripped my hand. I could see lust deep in them and it made my stomach flip. I haven't seen lust directed at me since I got pregnant with Gabby. "And besides Gabby looks ready to tire out. We should really get her to bed." I stated, my eyes resting on my daughter who is about to fall asleep in her chair. Sam nodded and picked her up while laying the money for the cheque on the table. We walked out, hand in hand. It's funny how a stakeout can bring us together.

--At Juliette's house--

"Oh Sam it's okay I can take her upstairs, you really don't have to." I said as Sam began to walk up the stairs with a sleeping Gabby in his arms. He was so good with her. Sam shook his head and began to walk upstairs with her. "I can help, I guess." I said and made a move to follow them.

"Jules take a seat, I've got this. You should relax. I will only take a second." Sam said while turning to face me, he bent down careful not to jostle the baby and gave me a feather light kiss on my lips. I stood there shell shocked as he turned around and walked up the remaining stairs and into Gabby's room. I mentally shook my head and turned around and walked into my living room in a complete daze. Sam had kissed me, even though it was a small kiss it was still a kiss. I smiled and touched my hand to my lips.

Sam sat down beside me a few minutes later, but I couldn't look at him. What if he regretted kissing me? What if-

"Jules." Sam whispered. I couldn't look at him, so I just nodded me head. "Jules look at me, please." He pleaded, but I just shook my head. I heard him groan, then place his large hand under my chin pulling my head up. I looked into his deep green eyes and sighed. He regretted it.

"You regret it" I couldn't help but whisper. He looked taken back, before he sighed.

"No, I don't regret it. I've been wanting to kiss you since I met you. And you just looked so tempting, I couldn't resist. Do you regret it?" He whispered.

"I uh can't stop thinking that I want to kiss you again." I whispered softy, embarrassment written all over my face. I blushed and tried to look down but his hand wouldn't let me. He leant in closer and placed his lips on mine softly. That wasn't enough for me, so I threaded my hands in his hair and pulled him flush against me deepening the kiss. Our lips moved in sync, and I felt him wrap his arms around my waist and pull me impossibly closer. His tongue swept my lower lip, and I opened granting him access. Our tongues danced, and I couldn't help but think about how amazing he tasted. I pulled away breathless, and he put his forehead against mine.

"Be my girlfriend, Jules?" He asked breathlessly. I nodded as I couldn't speak, he smiled and pulled me in for another deep kiss. I responded happily.