After Dean's revelation not much else could be said. The two of them laid close to one another their thoughts racing. Dustin was the first to awake, his cries soon woke Devon and Eliza jumped out of bed and ran to them. Dean watched her go. He was sad to be leaving in the morning but also grateful. He knew he couldn't think objectively while staying in a nice warm house, playing with his children and eating home cooked meals. Dean got up and watched as Eliza walked around the bedroom with a child on each hip. "God Woman, you must be sporting some serious muscles."

Eliza grinned and nodded. "Yeah, you really don't want to mess with me. I could so kick your butt."

Dean laughed and went into the laundry room. He opened up the dryer and put the clothes into the basket. He brought the basket to the living room and smacked Sam's leg. "Dude, get up." Sam jerked awake and sat up.

Dean started folding his clothes. He threw Sam's clothes in his direction. He was almost at the bottom of the basket when he came across a matching bra and panty set. "These yours too?" Dean asked and held them up for inspection.

"Those would be mine, thank you!" Eliza said with a blush and grabbed them away from Dean. "I'm going to go shower."

Dean looked over at Sam who was grinning and frowned. "What are you smiling about?"

Sam shrugged and stretched his long arms above his head. "Were those silk?"

Dean groaned and got up, carrying his clothes with him. "Shut up." Devon and Dustin were in their room and after Dean put his clothes up he went to go pass the time by playing with them.

Dean smiled happily and grabbed a few chili cheese fries. "You're really okay with this?" He asked again. They were sitting in a burger joint eating.

"Absolutely," she smiled over her cheeseburger and then laid it down on the plate. "I wouldn't want you to be someplace that you weren't comfortable. That wouldn't have been any fun."

He chewed thoughtfully and then swallowed. "I forgot to tell you that you look great." He told her and looked her over thoroughly. She was wearing a pale green sun dress and sandals.

He was staring at her with the look she was quickly learning was pure lust, the look of a wolf, predatory and hungry. That look made her entire body blush. "Thanks." She replied quietly and looked away. He continued to look at her.

"Are you just going to stare at me?" She asked and ducked her head.

"Does it make you uncomfortable?"

"Yes, but in a good way." She answered honestly and rolled her eyes at his grin. "When we're done eating I thought we might go somewhere and talk."

Dean nodded in agreement. "Where did you want to go?"

She smiled shyly and cleared her throat before answering. "How about we go for a drive?" Dean nodded and arched an eyebrow. "What?" She asked as she dipped a fry into ketchup.

Dean swallowed and wiped his mouth. "Are we going to go parking Liz?" He grinned and winked. Liz blushed and tilted her head. "I'm all for necking in my car, but if we're going to do more than that I insist that we get a hotel room. I can't give you the full experience in the backseat of the Impala."

She blushed and chuckled. "Dean, I haven't been with anyone since you." She dipped another fry in ketchup and took a bite. He looked shocked. "Yeah, well, when you're pregnant you really don't feel all that attractive." She explained.

He wiped his hands on his napkin and leaned across the table. "I saw pictures Liz, you were gorgeous." He assured her. "I just can't believe that there's not been anyone in over two years."

She shrugged and avoided his eyes. "After the boys were born sex just wasn't high on the list of my priorities."

"That's just a waste." He said sadly and Eliza had to stifle a chuckle. "You just say the words and we will remedy that problem."

She grinned and shook her head. "Not happening tonight Dean." He nodded in agreement and took a sip of his soda. "I'll keep it in mind though."

Dean grinned mischievously. "Can we at least make out when we park?"

"So where are we going?" Dean started the car and pulled out of the diner parking lot and onto the main road. He made sure that the radio was turned down low so they could talk.

"Across the bridge to South Padre Island." She smiled and watched his nose wrinkle. "Cliché I know, going to the beach, but they have fireworks there at night and I want to see them."

Dean nodded and gunned the engine. "Listen, about what Sam told you." He started and then stopped, trying to find the words. "I have been with quite a few women but it was just sex." She nodded and he continued. "Sex without strings, hell Liz, I barely remember faces let alone names."

She pointed to the left and he turned left at the light. "That's how we started out. I don't know what changed but, the first night we hooked up I could tell you were only interested in getting in my pants." She frowned and looked out the corner of her eye at him. "What did change Dean? Why did you stick around?"

He smiled and rolled his eyes. "As stupid as it sounds, you intrigued me. You were so gentle and caring. I had never had anyone in my life that took care of me, I took care of Sam and my Dad as far back as I can remember and you took care of me without a second thought."

Liz blushed and tucked a piece of hair behind her ear. "You were so angry that sometimes you used to scare me." She watched his expression and shook her head. "No, that's not right, angry is a bad word to use. Passionate is better. I had never been around anyone as passionate as you."

"You mean in bed?" He asked as they crossed the Queen Isabella Memorial Bridge.

She shook her head and looked out the window at the ocean below them. "Passionate about everything, your convictions were so strong." She sighed and shrugged. "When I met John it all made sense. He was a very commanding figure."

Dean nodded in agreement and saw the exit for the beach. "I'm sorry I wasn't there for your pregnancy and that you've had to raise Devon and Dustin alone." He pulled into the parking area and turned the car off. "You deserve better Liz, you really do."

She unbuckled her seat belt and turned to face him. "You're probably right, I do, but the decision isn't yours alone." She smiled softly got out of the car. "Come on, this is the last night that I'll be able to enjoy myself in Texas. Next week I'll be living in another state that doesn't have beaches" She smiled and took her shoes off. She carried them by the strap and dug her toes into the wet sand. Dean sighed and followed her. He was unsure if he was supposed to put his arm around her shoulders or hold her hand. In the end the option was taken away from him as she grabbed his arm and looked up at him. "What's on your mind?"

Dean smiled and looked out at the dark water. "Skinny dipping." He said simply. She pushed him and he laughed. "Hey, you asked."

She let go of his arm and sat down. "If you were just some other guy I might actually take you up on that." She pulled her knees up and rested her chin on them.

Dean looked at her oddly. "I don't understand, don't you feel safe with me?" He sat down next to her, trying to figure out where this conversation was heading.

She laid her head to the side to look at him. "I feel more than safe with you. What I mean is that with you I have to be extra careful. If you were just some other guy I could have a fling with you and never introduce you to my children, never let them get attached, but you're not some other guy. You're the father of my children and if things don't work out between us I don't want it to be awkward."

He licked his lips and nodded. "I see. So sex would complicate things, right?" He didn't wait for her to answer. "What if we take it slow? I mean if it were up to me you would be lying naked under me writhing in pleasure right now but, I'd be willing to take it slow if that's the reassurance you need."

She ran her tongue across her teeth and grinned. "Just had to throw that in there didn't ya?" He grinned and she shook her head. "No sleeping with other women either."

Dean took a deep breath. "I figured that was coming." He said honestly. "And I agree." She looked at him shocked, his face illuminated by a firework that had just been set off. The boom that followed shortly after the color show shook the ground beneath them.

"That was a lot easier than I imagined it." She said calmly. He scooted over closer to her and wrapped his arm around her shoulders.

"Now, about skinny dipping…" He started and before he could even finish she had maneuvered herself to his lap, one leg on either side of him. "This works too."

He went to grab her head and she pushed him down and then stood up. "You ready to go home?" He raised himself up on an elbow and chuckled.

"Oh yeah."

Sam had put the boys to bed and then insisted that he needed to go do some things and would be getting a hotel room for the night. Eliza thanked him and excused herself to get a pillow and blanket for Dean to use on the couch. When she came back into the living room Dean had just taken his shirt off and was unbuttoning his pants. She stopped dead in her tracks, and then dropped the blanket and pillow in the floor.

"So you're one of those that like to watch huh?" He grinned and kept his eyes on hers as he slid the pants down his hips. Thankfully he was wearing a pair of tartan boxers. She focused her gaze on his body, the strong physical reaction in her own felt both remarkable and terrifying. She tried to find a point of reference and the closest she could come to was when she was a small child and she was being pushed on a swing. She would go higher and higher, the fear was electrifying and her heart was trying to pound its way out of her chest. It was remarkable and so exciting, just like now.

Dean watched as her face paled and he kicked out of his pants and rushed to her side. "Liz, you alright?" She backed away, not allowing him to touch her.

"I'm fine." She stammered and rushed back to her bedroom, shutting the door and locking it. It wasn't him she didn't trust. "I need a cold shower." She muttered and stripped off her clothes. The damage was done though. His body was now burned into her sex starved brain.

Liz lay in bed, trying to calm her racing heart and mind. A part of her wanted to just go into the living room and climb on top of him and get it out of her system. She was frightened that once would not be enough to satiate her desire for him. With a groan she rolled on to her side to look at the clock. She had been lying there for nearly an hour. The house was quiet, so quiet that when her cell phone rang it nearly made her jump out of her skin.

She scrambled out of bed to her dresser and grabbed the phone. The number wasn't one she was familiar with and she couldn't think of who would be calling her after midnight. "Hello?" She said quietly.

There was a pause on the other end before the other person spoke. "You ran off awfully quickly." Dean spoke quietly.

Liz frowned and made her way back to her bed. "Dean, why are you calling me from the other room?"

He chuckled and she wanted to smack him. "I didn't think you wanted to see me. I mean, you did lock your door didn't you?"

She gulped and slid back under the covers. "Yes."

"I thought so." He sighed and she could almost see him run his fingers through his hair. "I want you to do us both a favor."

It wasn't a question, it was a command and Liz was helpless to refuse him. "Okay." She said shakily.

"I'm going to come back there, and I want you to let me in. Nothing will happen that you aren't ready for." Dean honestly didn't know if she would agree or not but it beat lying on her couch in the dark playing with himself, which was what he was doing.

It felt like an eternity passed as she weighed her options. She could lie in bed tossing, turning and aching or she could let him in and whatever happened, happened. "Alright, be quiet coming down the hall though, you don't want to wake the boys." She said before hanging up.

Dean threw his phone back toward his pile of clothes and made his way quietly down the hall. He had just stepped in front of the door when it opened and she ushered him inside. He was still only clad in his boxers and she bit back a groan. He walked in and she shut the door quietly behind him.

He turned to look at her and smiled. "Thanks for letting me in." He whispered and she nodded in reply. She unknotted her robe and tossed it on the chair next to the bed. "Are those the bra and panties I was holding earlier?"

She smiled and nodded. "Yes, now get in bed." Dean smiled and climbed in the bed, she followed suit, pulling the covers up around them. "Well, here we are, in my bed…together." She said nervously.

Dean furrowed his brows and shook his head. "I told you that nothing would happen you weren't ready for." She nodded and moved closer to him.

"You don't know what I'm ready for." She said coyly and arched an eyebrow.

Dean smiled and rolled onto his back. "I'm all yours, you just tell me what you want me to do."

Eliza wetted her lips with the tip of her tongue as she pulled the cover back to stare at him. "I want you to just lay there; don't touch me until I say so."

"Liz, I have never been one to give up control." He smirked and put his hands behind his head. "I'll try though."

Eliza nodded in agreement and climbed on top of him so that she was straddling his waist. Dean's hands were itching to touch but he refrained, wanting to see what she would do next.

She didn't disappoint either. Long, tense seconds passed in which she just stared down at him, her eyes moving from his face, to his neck and then down to his chest. With a grin she lowered herself so that they were chest to chest and then proceeded to nip and suck, softly at first then more firmly on the muscle across his shoulder. Dean had never had a woman attend to him like this; it was driving him crazy, the feel of her against him, hungry to taste him, moving so sensuously over him. He had to concentrate to maintain his control otherwise he was going to touch her and end this before it really started.

Dean moved his head to the side to give her better access to his neck and throat. He was hard and throbbing when he felt her latch onto his earlobe with her teeth. Dean groaned and bucked involuntarily. "What the fuck are you doing to me Liz?"

He felt her breath, hot against his ear as her tongue traced the outer lobe. "Loving you." His breath hitched in his throat and he turned his head to capture her lips. Kissing her aggressively, moving his tongue in and out of her mouth, touching hers and withdrawing over and over until she felt dizzy.

He felt her against him, everywhere, touching and kissing him, his body on fire, her touch scalding against him, waking every nerve. He moaned, marveling at how her whole body moved against him, every part of her reaching toward him. He could feel her moisture through the thin cotton of her panties. It was driving him crazy, not being able to touch her. "I need to feel you." He said simply and brought his hands to her shoulders and kneaded the muscles there before letting his hands roam over her back.

She sat up on him and arched her back then began rocking her hips back against him, pushing up and down, almost stroking him with her body. His hand traced the edge of her underwear and slipped beneath the material, to squeeze her firmly. "Liz, stop." She had her eyes closed and her breathing was coming in soft pants. "Liz!" Dean said more firmly this time.

Her eyes flew open and he was mentally shooting himself. She looked half crazed with lust. "What's wrong?" She said shakily.

Dean took a deep breath. "Are you sure you're ready to go through with this?"

She tilted her head to the side and smiled. "Very."

"Good." He whispered and used his body to flip them over so he was now on top of her. He grabbed her thigh and brought her leg up. "Did you know that when I'm alone at night, sometimes I think back to you, how soft you feel, how warm you are and how you felt beneath me?" His eyes scanned hers. "Don't think we didn't and still don't have a connection."

She wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled his face down to hers. He kissed her brutally, as if he was trying to possess her and she bucked up into him. He ground his hips into her core and smiled as she whimpered.

With ease he unhooked her bra and tossed it over his shoulder. Her nipples were pebbled with arousal. He brushed a thumb over one and delighted in her shudder. He pulled off her lips and gave her a satisfied look. Her lips were swollen and would probably be bruised in the morning. Eliza watched with hooded eyes as he lowered his head to her chest and kissed the soft skin between her breasts. She wrapped both legs around his waist and arched into him as his mouth moved over to her breast. He captured a taut nipple in his mouth, his teeth tugging gently.

A knife of desire moved though her, and she knew that she needed to feel him, all of him against her. "Dean.." She moaned and slid her hands down his back and under his boxers. With both hands on his buttocks she pulled him into her and pushed up against him. Her body making it clear what it needed and what she wanted. She pushed his boxers down and he kicked them off. Eliza wrapped her hand around him and squeezed, feeling him pulse in return. "I need you." She whispered and slid her hand up and down his shaft.

Dean closed his eyes and gritted his teeth. "Then you had better stop because if you keep that up.." He warned and she removed her hand. He sat back on his knees and gripped her hips and hooked his fingers under the waistband of her panties. He pulled them down her legs and placed his palm over her mound. He pressed down, cupping her and she mewled in pleasure. "That noise right there," he smiled and slid one finger inside her. "that noise drives me insane." He pumped his finger in her slowly, his thumb rubbing her hard button in circles.

They could both smell her arousal and instead of being embarrassed she was fueled by it. "Now Dean, enough foreplay, I need you inside me." She shivered as he withdrew his finger.

Dean nodded and frowned. "Damnit! I don't have protection."

Eliza smiled and grabbed onto his member again. "I can't have any more children Dean and I'm clean." He looked shocked and was going to ask her about that comment but she was guiding him into her. He made a mental note to ask later and hooked her legs over his arms and slid into her fully.

Bodies slickened by sweat glided together, whispered words of encouragement and praise filled the room, Eliza scratched and clawed at Dean's back as he moved within her. Their pace quickened and words gave way to grunts and cries of pleasure. Without warning she came up off the bed, screaming his name, her thighs crushing against him, her legs and hips lifting them as her body locked on him. His hips pushed forward, emptying himself in her with each throb. They were suspended, held in motion as the feeling folded in on itself over and over. Her body was twitching and trembling as she slid her feet down so they were back against the bed. Her hands were on his buttocks holding on, still pressing him inside of her.

Dean laid his forehead against hers, both of them sweaty and panting. "Wow." She whispered and giggled. He smiled and nodded in agreement. She let go of him and he rolled off her.

"How could that not be high on your list of priorities?" He asked seriously and smiled happily. Eliza chuckled and wiped her forehead.

With a wry grin she answered. "If I couldn't have the best anymore, why settle for anything less?"

Dean looked over at her and smiled. "Damn right."