Perfect Fate ✔

51. ** A Few Days **

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Her...

"Sweetheart?" The voice wouldn't stop nagging.

"Come on, baby. Wake up." Dean insisted.

"Why?" I yawned.

"We're home, honey. I've been trying to wake you up for five minutes now, come on." He nagged.

"Fine, fine!" I yawned again, opening my eyes.

"We're home." I smiled.

As much as I was glad to see my parents, I still couldn't help but miss this place. It does feel like home, even if it's Jake's house.

We got out of the car. Dean held my hand and led the way.

"Where is our stuff?" I asked, confused when I didn't see him carrying anything.

"The driver already gave them to Jackie. You were deep in it, weren't you?" He smiled at me.

"Yeah, and as much as I love you, I would love a bed much more right now." I rubbed my eyes as Dean opened the front door.

"You are sleeping a lot these days. Are you okay?" He frowned with concern as he shut the door behind us and the scent of home filled my lungs once again.

"I'm fine, baby. Just tired." I pushed myself up on my toes to give him a soft kiss. I deepened the kiss and his hands found their way to my waist.

"I miss you." He breathed on my lips and I couldn't help but smile.

"Me too. But I'm really sleepy." I couldn't help but say.

"It's alright, baby." He gave me a kiss on the forehead.

"Really?" I asked, really confused. Normally, he would whine a little.

"Of course, honey. Get some rest, you do look tired. I also have to talk with Jake a bit." He assured.

"Isn't he at work?" I asked.

"No, actually. I told him to take the day off so we could talk. Hey, Jake!" He yelled, summoning Jake.

"Why? What's so important?" I frowned.

"What? Nothing, sweetheart. I just miss him. I want to catch up with him, you know? See how he's been doing." he shrugged twice.

Well, that's not suspicious at all.

"O-kay. Are you sure everything is fine?" I asked again.

"Of course it-" he was interrupted as Jake walked down the stairs.

"Welcome home! I know you haven't been gone for long but I missed the both of you." He smiled, obviously in a good mood, and Dean hugged brutally as they always did.

"How's you dad doing, Em?" He turned to give me a hug as well.

"It's Emma, for the hundredth time. And he is doing really well." I smiled.

"I'm glad." He grinned.

"Well, I'll head upstairs and leave you guys to it." I gave Dean a quick kiss on the cheek and walked to the stairs.

"Dude, we need to talk." I heard Dean whisper.

"Come on." Jake replied. I looked back and saw Dean urging Jake into the living room.