Game On

Dean walked into her room, which looked like a floral shop. Wherever there was free space, a floral centerpiece occupied it. He saw the ones he had sent.

Her face looked much better than the last time he had seen her. She had asked him to let Alex come for a few days and spend time with her.

"Hey, Butter--- Allie."

She smiled, "You can call me Buttercup if you want to."

"You have quite a flower garden going on here."

"Yeah, people have been sending me flowers since I woke up. I've already given four dozen roses away."

Yeah, don't need you to get through all of this just to have death by roses. You've died enough for this year.

Yours are beautiful. Five different kinds of lilies. You know me so well.

I know you love lilies.

Oh, of course you do. Duh.

"You look better. It's amazing what a couple of days will do," he said.

He kissed her gently on the cheek.

"I feel so much better, too. I have been moving around. However, they don't want me up too much. I am now considered a high-risk pregnancy."

"How is my little Peanut doing?"

She lifted her gown. Dean leaned over and kissed her bump. She responded with a little kick.

"Hey!"

"Awe. Did you kick daddy? Better now than when she's 16."

"You called me daddy."

"Well, that is what you are. I'm pretty sure it's yours."

She laughed.

I want to take an actual shower. I'm tired of sponge baths. It's been like three weeks. Alex was going to help me take one, but he got called in to work."

"I can help you. I would be happy, too. We used to shower together quite often and quite well. I have wanted to wash your hair since the day you got here."

He pushed a lock of hair behind her ear. His hand against her skin made her lightheaded.

"Okay. I'll have Peggy bring some stuff in."

Peggy brought in some shower things and a stack of towels.

"Please be careful. She's still a little weak. There is a chair in there if you need it. There is also a call button. I will be back in twenty minutes. Okay?"

"Yes, Ma'am," Dean said.

He helped her out of bed. She stood and stretched. He hadn't seen her standing for almost eight months. He missed her body.

"How's your hand?"

"Useless. That's one reason I haven't showered. Can't exactly take a quality shower one-handed."

"Well, let's get you clean. I have two perfectly functional hands."

"Show off."

She slid the hospital gown off, and it fell to her feet. Her body was bruised. They had started to heal. They were purple and yellow. She had some large ones on her hip and back. She looked thin. Like she hadn't eaten in a month, her bump had grown since she first came in.

"Alex was right."

"About what?"

"There is nothing more beautiful than a pregnant woman except for when you are that woman."

"Really? And when did he say that?"

"When we were attempting to murder each other in the hallway on the night they brought you in."

"You tried to kill each other? Over me? Wow, don't I feel special?"

"Maybe a little. Either way, we are alive and think you are absolutely breathtaking."

He stripped down, leaving his boxer briefs on.

So why don't you sit, and I'll do the cleaning if that's okay.

She just stared at him. His body looked amazing. Even better than before he had left.

"You, too, are breath Cowboy. I missed you so much."

"Oh, thanks. Yeah, not much to do in reha—" he cut himself off

"Where?"

"I had let myself go in California. There is too much to drink, rich food, and insufficient exercise. So, I have been hitting it hard since I was done with the op.

Oh, well, you look," she bit her bottom lip. "Fucking hot." She covered her mouth. "Sorry, I didn't mean to swear."

She didn't mean to swear? What the hell? That doesn't sound like Allie at all.

"Should I carry you in?"

"No. Just let me lean on you. She took hold of his arm. She felt his muscles. She smelled his cologne. God, it brought back some fantastic memories. She immediately thought about the night in his truck outside of Muldoon's. Her nipples grew hard just thinking about it. She could feel a gentle twitching within her.

"You smell good."

"I can't say the same for you." He gave her a cheeky smile.

"Smart-ass."

"We'll fix that in a minute."

He let the water warm up and helped her onto the bench in the shower. The water felt so good on her skin. He started with her hair.

"So, did they break the news that they had to shave off some of your hair?"

"Yes. I am thinking of getting it short—not military short, but something easy. When the baby comes, I won't want to bother with it."

He lathered her hair. He watched the soap swirl into the drain. He took the soap and washed her back. He took care of every curve, every crevasse. He knelt in front of her.

"Is everything going okay in there?"

It was Peggy.

"Yes, Ma'am. We're almost done. It took forever for the water to get warm."

"Okay. Be back in twenty."

She watched him. He took such diligence. His muscles flexed with every movement. He was just about to wash her chest when he caught her gaze.

"What?"

"I missed you."

"I missed you too, babe."

"No, Dean. I don't think you understand. I. Missed. You."

She leaned over the water, showering her back. She kissed him. She kissed him like she did the night she left when she told him about her rules for a happy marriage. He pulled her gently into him. We weren't about to start a moral debate about what was happening. He took off his soaking-wet boxers and threw them outside of the shower.

He sat on the tiled floor, and she joined him. She straddled him. Seeing her swollen with his child only fueled his desire to have her. For her to be his again. They kissed with fever and intensity.

"I don't want to hurt you or the baby."

"Don't worry, we're fine."

She took her time, slowly, inch by inch. The feeling of his thick cock spreading her lips and walls apart. She was remembering and enjoying. Nothing existed at that moment but her, him, and their child.

"Holy shit," he said. "I didn't think I had forgotten how good this felt, but apparently, I did."

"Yeah, same here."

They kissed and moved slowly together as if they had never been apart. Their bodies knew each other, their hands knew where to touch, and their mouths remembered exactly how they liked to be kissed.

"Fuck," she said. It was drawn out and breathy. She never wanted to stop. She wanted to stay like that forever. Just her and him like they used to be.

He looked into her eyes. "I love you, Allie."

She rolled her hips faster. "I love you too, Dean."

"I'm going to come, Allie. I'm going to come with you." They were whispering into each other's ear. They both orgasmed in unison. Both of them are doing their best to stay silent. She was letting out little squeaking noises. He was holding his breath.

"WOW"

"Yeah, WOW.".

"Sorry, I swore. I couldn't help it," she said.

"I think it was called for. So, I won't hold it against you."

He held her tenderly. The water was cold, and neither of them noticed.

We have to get out of here before Peggy comes back.

He stood up and lifted her from the floor. They wrapped her in a couple of towels, and Dean wrapped the small towel around his waist.

"Hey, " he said, placing his hand on her shoulder. "I know this didn't change anything, but… well, thank you for letting me be with you one last time while carrying my child.

They shared a kiss.

"I can never stop loving you, Allie. We really need to figure out our arrangement with the baby."

He put his hand on her belly. "This can't ever happen again, no matter what."

"I know. I don't like it, but I know."

"Then why aren't we going to be together?" he asked.

"Just because this is when the universe brought you back to me doesn't mean I will erase my feelings for Alex. Plus, we have history, and we're good together."

"However good you are, you know we are better. He can't take care of you like I can. No one can."

She didn't say anything. She just closed her eyes and inhaled. It made her dizzy. She swayed.

"Okay. Time for bed." He picked her up. She put her arms around his shoulders. "Practice for putting a sleeping toddler." He smiled.

"If your toddler is as big as me… actually, I can see your daughter's beginning to be this big. Weren't you?" she smiled.

He opened the door. There was Alex. Standing there in full uniform, hands on his duty belt.

"Let me guess. Sex in the shower?"

Neither said anything. They just stood there.

"I'm still not giving her up."

"Game on," Alex said, cracking his knuckles.

"Bring it."