Chapter Twenty-Six: More Than A Hunter

"This isn't right, Dean." Sam tried to tell his brother. He hated lying to the women that were now his family. He also wanted Nate to have his dad back.

"What do you want me to do? Walk in there and tell her I've been alive all this time, but lied about it? She'll kill us both. Besides it was a fling." Sam looked at his brother unbelievingly.

"You really think that?" Sam asked picking up Nate. "Try talking to her, Dean. You owe her that much." Sam left him with that. He walked back into the Roadhouse with Nate. Dean stayed where he was contemplating what he'd just said to his brother. Aly wasn't a fling. She had been the farthest thing from a fling, hell, he married her.

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The Roadhouse was packed wall to wall. Since Ellen had reopened it, hunters seemed to flock from no where just to come in and see the beautiful Harvelle women again. Jo ran around the bar handing out drinks and talking to old friends. Aly stayed behind the bar handing out drinks, Nate was sitting back there with her, enjoying himself in his little playpen. She put on her biggest smile and pretended there was nowhere else in the world she'd rather be.

Sam walked into the Roadhouse catching a quick glance of Jo and Aly. He looked behind him and saw Dean walking across the parking lot. He decided it was easier to face Aly in a crowded bar with dozens of hunters than alone.

Jo ran over to Sam, quickly glancing at Dean walking in the door. "You're both idiots!" She yelled over the music. "What the hell do you think you're doing…" the music suddenly got softer, slowing down. Jo turned around to look at her sister at the bar, but Aly wasn't there anymore. Instead she was walking around collecting empty beer bottles. Dean moved away from the other two and walked in her direction. "Dean!" Jo called after him, but he wasn't turning back now.

Aly pushed her way to the bar again, placing the empty bottles in front of her mother so she could throw them out. She leaned over to glance down at Nate playing with his teddy bear. She clicked her tongue to get his attention, his big green eyes lit up at the sight of his mom. Over the music Aly heard a familiar name being called, but she brushed it off, she'd heard his name thousands of times in the past year.

Ellen looked behind her daughter, her eyes growing wide at the appearance of Dean. Aly noticed her mother's reaction and turned swiftly around. She cane face to face with the last person she ever thought to see again. She took in his familiar scent, his old leather jacket, and every aspect that was her Dean.

"You look good." His voice filled her ears like she remembered. She stared at him, her heart thumping in her ears. He didn't notice her hesitation. "God I missed you," he whispered to her, placing his hands of her hips, lightly pulling her body against his. Aly's eyes swam over him, tears forming while her mind finally convinced itself that this was her husband.

"Dean," she said his name in a slow whisper, like she did most nights. She wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling their bodies close together. She held onto him, afraid if she let go he'd disappear again. He let out a deep husky laugh, one she felt vibrate through her body. Dean lifted her slightly off the ground, squeezing her tightly. He'd forgotten how good it felt to have her body against his. Once her feet hit the ground again, Aly came back to her senses. "Damn it, Dean," Aly pushed him roughly away from her. His smile faded and concern covered his face. "Outside," Aly told him pulled his hand behind her.

As the couple made their way out of the bar, Aly sent a glare towards her sister and brother-in-law. The door slammed shut behind them, blocking out the curious stares and blaring music. "And I thought you'd be happy to see me, baby." Dean teased, but Aly only shook her head at him. She walked the length of the porch, collecting her thoughts.

"Dean, you died." She said bluntly turning to face him again. He could tell this was going to be harder than he thought.

"No, Aly I just…" He started, but Aly interrupted him quickly.

"You were gone for a year." Her voice got louder now, and the sweetness he loved disappeared and was replaced by the anger he also recognized. "I had a baby, helped build a bar, and moved on. Where the hell were you?" Aly asked, the tears in her eyes were threatening to fall down her face, but she tried her best to remain strong.

"Alyson," He said moving towards her. "I'm sorry. I thought you wanted me gone. The letter you left me," Aly bit her lip to stop the quivering. "I would have come sooner if I knew that's what you wanted. The last thing I wanted to do was make things worse for you. I love you."

"God, you are so lucky." She said regaining her strength. "You have no idea," Aly walked towards him purposefully. She reached him and pulled him into a kiss. She'd dreamed about this many times, but it was so much better than she'd imagined.

Dean lifted her up as she wrapped her legs around his waist. "I missed this most of all." Dean whispered against her lips. Aly felt a smile cross her pink lips, she too missed their long nights of no sleep and the casual kisses he would give her. "You're one of the greatest things to happen to me."

Aly pulled away from his lips, staring him in the eyes. He noticed the playful gleam in her eyes. Something he hadn't seen since he'd met her. "Honey, I'm the best damn thing that's ever happened to you." She said simply. "Think about where you'd be if you didn't have me. You'd probably be dead." Aly told him letting go of him. She leaned against the door, a seductive smile gracing her lips. "I get off in fifteen minutes. There's this cheap hotel about ten minutes from here." She said opening the door. Dean hadn't moved, "That is, if you're interested." He took a few giant steps and wrapped his arms possessively around her waist. Aly's laughter caught the attention of her loved ones, but her mind was only on the man behind her.

"You're kidding me right? I haven't had sex in almost a year. You're getting off now." Aly's laughter became uncontrollable. Dean pulled her back out the open door, throwing her over his shoulder. Ellen watched as her daughter was taken away. Ellen hadn't seen Aly that happy since she showed up at Bobby's house. Sam and Jo went back to talking, both of them paying more attention to the baby sitting 

between them, then the couple leaving. Nate would finally have the family none of them had before. He was going to be fine.

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"You know, some things will still have to change." Aly said, running her hand up Dean's bare chest. "No more selling your soul for one thing." She smiled, and then continued on more seriously. "You're going to have to be more than a hunter. We have a baby to raise, and a family that I want to keep together."

"Aly, I know. I'm not doing anything stupid." He told her leaning in to kiss her.

"You say that, but I know I'm going to have my hands full. Nate is a miniature you. I'm too young to have to worry about both of you."

"You really think he's just like me?" Dean asked her honestly. He couldn't wait to get to know his son.

"A spitting image, unfortunately. He'll love you." She said running both her hands up his chest and pulling his forehead down to hers. "You're the one that's getting up in the middle of the night to stop the crying. You owe me." He smiled at her seriousness.

"I'm going to get us a house. One with a big yard so I can teach Nate how to play ball, and I'll teach him how to ride a bike. You can have a big kitchen, and a steam shower, one that fits us both." He winked at her. Aly couldn't wipe the smile off her face. Everything she'd imagined her and Dean having was finally coming true.

"And how do you expect to buy this house, Mr. Winchester? Last I checked hunting wasn't a paying gig."

"It isn't, but I can open a garage close to the bar. I won't hunt as often."

"A real family man, huh?" Aly thought about the possibilities. Maybe this could work, she thought. "Okay, but you can't stop hunting all together. Maybe when Nate's older,"

"I was thinking about eight, and I'll teach him some stuff. I don't want to get him started as early as Sam and me." Aly's eyebrows shot up.

"Wait a minute. I didn't say anything about Nate hunting." Aly told him shocked he'd even suggest it.

"You don't want him hunting?" Dean looked almost hurt.

"I think we have many years to fight about this." Aly winked at him, she curled up next to him. Dean held onto as she fell asleep. He thought about everything he had prayed for over the past year. Becoming more than a hunter wasn't going to be a problem. He'd been a hunter since he was six years old. He knew it was going to be nice to not have to worry about monsters all the time. He'd have a home to come back to, instead of a cheap hotel room. "I love you." Aly whispered through her sleep.

"I love you, too." Dean said. He laid his head in the crook of her neck and let sleep take over his body. Tomorrow was going to be a different day. He was going to be a different man. He was finally going to have everything he thought he'd never have.

Aly was right, she was the best damn thing in his life, and he wasn't going to let anything happen to her, or his son.

That's it!! I'm sorry it took so long, but I lost my motivation with the lack of Supernatural epis. But this is the end of The Best Damn Thing...I hope you enjoyed the ride!! S.K.