My Perfect Angel

Date Night

*Four years later, Winchesters are gone, Nathan knows about Katie's depression, and Jason gets a new girlfriend to make Alexys jealous.*

I still can't believe I got caught cutting all those years back. Now Nathan's putting me through therapy. What the heck? I'm fine, and I certainly don't need therapy. "Katie?" Ugh. I can't even be left alone in the bathroom for two minutes without being bothered. "I heard that." Nathan says from outside the door. I flush the toliet and walk out of the bathroom. "Can I help you?" I said.

"Actually," I cut him off, "That was a rhetorical question."

"Well then, someone's in a bad mood..."

"Yes, Nathan, I am in a bad mood because you have been making me go to therapy sessions for two years when I really don't need them."

"Katie, I have heard your thoughts and you're not fine. You do need help. You know why? Because when I read some of your thoughts they're mostly 'I'm not good enough', or 'why am I not as pretty as her?', you don't realize it, but you are the most prettiest, most beautiful, most talented girl I know. That's why I have been sending you to therapy. Because I thought it would help. But clearly it isn't. But this might," He walks up to me and grabs my waist. "I've been meaning to do this for a long time." He very quickly goes to my lips and kisses me with the most passion he's had in a while. What do I do? I kiss him right back just as hard. "Please," he begs. These past few years I've turned him down for sex because I am way to insecure of my body. "It's ok, you can trust me." He whispers in my ear. Ok, that's freaking sexy. "I know." He says with a smirk. "Ok." I said nodding. He doesn't say anything else, he just nods and starts to take my shirt off.

***ha like you guys are getting the details***

I woke up wrapped in a sheet next to Nathan. His warm arm still around my waist. I looked over at him and realized he's still asleep. Better not wake him. I grab his arm and slowly put it down on the bed. Getting up I heard him rustling around so I just grabbed the closest thing possible. His flannel from last night. I smelled it, and then quickly put it on. Then found my underwear on the other side of the room. I sighed. I ran over to them and started to put them back on...but fell in the process. Yep, that seemed to wake him up. Crap. I slid them on from the floor. "Um...katie? You ok?" He said, his voice even more deep from just waking up. "Yep. Fine. Just, um, fell, from uh, trying to put my underwear back on." I say getting up from the floor.

I don't hear anything for a few seconds then I just hear him burst out laughing. I look at him with probably one of the best bitch faces I've ever made. "What?" He says just shrugging his shoulders and continues to laugh. "Ok, you've got me. I have bad balance and can't put panties on without falling." He laughs even more at that. I start to laugh and jump back on the bed. Hmmm. Is he ticklish? "Noooo..." He said very slowly. "I think we should test it." I said rolling on top of him. "Katie..." He warns me. I raise my hand, "please don't." He whimpers, but I ignore him as I move my hand to his waist and start to tickle him. I stop as soon as I hear him snort. "That. Was. Adorable!!" I yell and continue to tickle him. He stops me by grabbing my waist and pulling me in for a kiss. "You, know, nothing." He says. "About...?"

"About me snorting. You didn't hear a thing."

"Oh. Yes, I do. And guess who's gonna be the first to know!" I say running over to my phone. "Alexys." He says putting his face in his hands laughing. I tap Alexys' name and call her.

"Oh my gosh. Your never gonna believe what just happened." I say walking out of Nathan's room.

*Nathan's POV*