SAM POINT OF VIEW
It's been a few years since YN told me that she was pregnant. One of the happiest and most scariest things in my life to have happen to me. Dean was in and out of the bunker. He would find cases and go on solo hunts. I can see that he was hurt and sad. Not by YNs choices but by his. Hes convinced that if he didn't do what he did he would still have a chance at winning YN over. He's right too, if he didn't go and get jacked up and cheat he would have had that chance. But I wouldn't sitting in my car right now staring at the gorgeous picture of YN and our baby girl.
After YNs morning sickness was gone, we looked at small homes to rent. There really wouldn't be any room for the baby and we both decided that the bunker wasn't the appropriate place to raise a child. We didn't have any issues finding homes as many of the ones in Lebanon were very family friendly. We ended up choosing a small two bedroom home with a big enough backyard.
The weekend after we moved in, YN and I went straight to the court house and got married. There wasn't anything fancy, just a judge and two random witnesses, as we didn't tell Dean about it until afterward. He's just now getting over the fact that YN chose me and forgiving himself. Dean does come over once a week to check in on things and to have YNs well seasoned steaks and homemade apple pies. But we both think it's for our neighbor, Brielle. Those two had hit it off from the start.
I stick the picture back into my wallet and grab my bag and get out of the car. I still hunted every now and then if Dean needs me to. Some times he won't let me tag along because I have a wife and child. He's right and part of me still has that mentality that if Dean were to go down guns blazing, I would want to as well. YN would kill me if she knew that I thought like that every now and then.
I walk into the house and instantly smell fading aroma of the pies she made. I close my eyes and smile. I hear some shuffling and I open my eyes. There stands YN. Her hair is in a messy bun and in one of my tshirts. I let my eyes trail every part of her bare legs as she isn't wearing any pants. When our eyes meet, she smiles. This smile is different from all her other smiles, this smile means she's happy and glad to see me come home in one piece.
YN drops the laundry basket she's holding and makes her way towards me. When she gets close enough, I grab her hips and pick her up. YNs legs and arms wrap around me tightly as I feel her lips crash onto mine. I feel her body melt right into mine as I walk to the nearest wall for support. I let go her hips and break apart her arms from around my neck and pin them above her head. I feel the mischeivious smirk form against my lips. YNs legs drop from around me and she slides down and pushes me back. As she does she flawlessly wipes the tshirt off and is left in just a lace bra and underwear.
I suck in a deep breath. "Have I told you recently that you are so fucking beautiful?" I say taking my shoes off and trying to get out of the monkey suit I still wore. I look her body over as she stalks towards me and backs me into the couch, undoing my belt.
"You can say it a few more times," she says in a teasing tone. "But right now, I need you to fuck me before Daisy wakes up again."
Within seconds, YN has me pantless and is lowering herself onto my throbbing dick. She's so we and warm that I drop my head on the back of the couch. She slowly starts to move up and down but I snap my head up. I wrap my arms around her and pull her to my chest and thrust right into her at an inhuman pace. YNs nails dig into my back as I feel her start to tighten around me. Her small whimpers tell me that shes close. I continue to thrust until I can't keep a steady pace. A few sloppy thrust later, I come undone and so does YN.
We lay there on the couch covered up as YNs draws circles on my chest. Her breathing starts to deepen and I know that she's about to pass out for the night. Before I hear her soft sore she says "Happy Birthday Sammy." I move slowly to grab my pants off the ground and pull out my phone. It is in fact May 2. No wonder she was wearing a lace bra and lace underwear.I kiss YNs head and gather her up in my arms and get off the couch.
I make my way to our room and lay YN down gently. I brush the hair out of her face and kiss her cheek. "I love you," I say quietly. I walk out of the room and down the small hallway to cheek in on Daisy. I get into her room and see that YN changed the crib to a small little toddler bed. My heart aches in a bitter sweet way. I'm sad to see my daughter grow up abut I'm happy to see what she will contribute to the world. I walk up to her to see her stir a bit. Her hair thrown about all over face. I bend down and softly brush it away. Daisy smiles in her sleep and that's enough to make everything worth it.
THE END
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