EPILOGUE –

8 years later…

'Ow Ale, What the hell was that for?' Dean rubbed his naked chest. The woman could definitely pack a punch.

'Because my darling husband, you tricked me into sharing the shower with you for your own pleasurable purposes.' Ale huffed out indignantly. She leaned forward and placed a kiss on the place she had punched him on. She gave his gorgeous golden glistening chest a look of approval. 'Sorry, princess. I think there was no damage done.'

The couple was currently enjoying a long and very hot shower. After an hour of making love in their bedroom, Dean had practically carried Ale into the en-suite bathroom with the excuse that they should shower together to save time. And, it sure as hell hadn't been just a shower.

Ale understood Dean's need to make use of any time they got together. It hadn't been as easy to make time for alone-time after having kids as it had been when they had first made each other their life partner. The only alone-time they ever got now was when the kids were sleeping.

After finishing up in the bathroom, Dean got in bed, sitting up with his back resting against the headboard. He grabbed one of his classic car magazines from the bedside table and started to skim through it. Hearing the clatter in the bathroom, he gave an amused laugh. Seriously, even after all this time, his wife was still as obsessive about cleanliness as she'd been the time she'd walked into his life. Fifteen minutes later, she came out, wearing just a vest and female boxers. She hadn't changed at all over the years and he was happy about that fact. Not that he would have loved her any less if she had changed a little.

Ale felt Dean's intense eyes on her. Ignoring his mood change into that of serious contemplation, she finished up clearing the room. When she was happy that everything was how she wanted it to be, she joined him in bed. 'You finished with your magazine? Can I switch the light off?' She asked him, lying down.

'I'm finished. But I'll switch it off.' Dean put the magazine back on the table. Turning back Ale's way, he leaned over her to switch the light off as the lamp was on her side.

Ale watched Dean from under hooded eyes. Her breath hitched when he kissed her on her lips whilst he hovered over her. It amazed her that after all the years they'd been together, she still had the same physical reaction to his touches, kisses and love making and she was sure it was the same for him. 'Dean…' Ale was cut off by a knock on their bedroom door. She groaned as she pushed Dean away from her. 'Go, open the door.'

Mumbling under his breath that Ale always expected him to do everything, he grudgingly made his way to the door and opened it. He wasn't surprised to see his older kid standing in front of him but he was taken aback by the look on his son's face. 'What's wrong, Eric?' He asked his seven yrs old kid.

Eric chewed on his lip and fidgeted nervously for a minute before replying. 'Dad, Alec had a nightmare. He's feeling scared and can't stop crying.' The cute blond kid looked around his Dad to see his Mom, who was sitting up in bed. 'Mommy, I can't make Alec stop crying.' He said, anxiously and morosely.

Ale got out of bed and trudged over to Eric and Dean. She smiled reassuringly at her son and grabbed hold of his little hand in her own. 'C'mon. Let's go and see what's wrong with him.' She guided him through the hallway leading to the brother's bedroom, Dean in tow.

When she saw her younger son curled up on the bed, bawling his eyes out, her heart clenched. Letting go of Eric's hand, she rushed to Alec's side, pulling him into her arms. From the corner of her eye, she saw Dean carry Eric in his arms and plant himself on the bed beside her. 'Alec, baby, shush...Mommy's here. You're safe.' Ale whispered soothingly in the 4 yrs old's ear. Exchanging a look with Dean, she started rocking Alec in a slow movement. 'You know, you're Uncle Sammy and Aunty Sara were saying that Gabe doesn't get scared when he has nightmares. Alec, you're brave just like him, aren't you?' That had the desired effect on the trembling kid. Gabe was same age as Alec hence the rivalry. Alec was determined that he would not be outdone by his cousin and Gabe felt the same way. The adults found it quite amusing, the way they fought for approval and attention when they were together. The rivalry was encouraged because it wasn't serious in the sense that they were a danger to each other. In fact, as far as the little four yrs olds were concerned, no one had the right to mess with their rival other than themselves. Eric was usually found mediating the situations between the two hot-heads.

Alec nuzzled Ale's neck and calmed down. 'Mommy, I'm not scared.' He suddenly declared, a moment later. He pulled away from his mother and lay back down on the bed. Dean placed Eric next to Alec and leaned down to kiss his sons good night.

'How many times have I told you dudes, you should never be scared. Angels are watching over you.' Dean tickled his sons in turn, drawing giggles from both of them. 'Okay, now sleep, okay. You have to be ready early tomorrow. You're Uncle will be here early.' Dean pulled Ale on her feet after she'd given each kid a kiss. They stood watching their sons succumb to sleep. They watched for a while, secure in the warmth of the arms of their beloved.

In the peaceful moment, Dean prayed a thanks to Heaven, like so many times before, for the blessings he had in his life. He felt like he was the most lucky man in all of God's universes. And, it wasn't the first time he was overcome by this feeling of gratitude and honour.

-THE END-

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