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He rubbed her arm and listened as she tried to explain everything. He nodded when she said she went to Sam first. He was her brother and Harry expected nothing less.
He waited until she was done to say anything. “So you left to protect me? But from who? And why did you go by yourself? You didn’t even tell Sam?” He shook his head, still not understanding everything.
He smiled when she told him she wanted to teach him how to be a hunter. “I think I’d like that. Only if it means you won’t feel the need to leave me again.” He kissed her temple and breathed in the scent of her. He closed his eyes to take in the familiar feeling of love and lust and soreness and contentment that meant that Deanna was home with him again.
The comfort of his fingers on her skin eased the thrumming of her heart when she finished her explanation. It felt like a weight off her shoulders to finally tell what had happened when she disappeared. That it had nothing to do with him but with the bad luck of her life.
“I will protect you until the day I die, Harry. Don’t ever forget that.” She said softly. “Demons. Demons under orders trying to rip me apart. I couldn’t let them hurt you or Sam. That’s why I did it alone. They wanted me to fight so I did.” She sighed softly, running a hand through his hair.
“I promise I won’t leave again. I will always stay beside you…” The blonde said softly as she closed her eyes and smiled st the tender kiss to her skin. Letting out a soft sigh, she let them lay quietly together a moment before a light laugh left her as she remembered a special something left in the picket of her jeans. “Remember when you proposed to me? After that big fight?” She asked softly, opening her eyes and looking up at him with a small smile.
“Good, because next time I won’t just let you disappear. I’ll come find you so you may as well take me with you.” He smiled and hummed as he gently ran his fingers through her hair.
He smiled softly and nodded at the memory. The day he thought she’d broken up with him because of a stupid costume. The day he asked her to marry him. How he’d planned it with Sam, and even had used Mary’s engaging ring. “Ya… I remember. Of course I remember. I thought I’d lost you then too.” He sighed. “What about it?”
“The idea of you hunting me down is actually kind of hot. All shirtless and dirty; ready to pick me up and fuck me on the nearest surface.” Deanna grinned a bit teasingly as she nuzzled his hand with a sigh, closing her eyes for a moment.
Biting her lip, she pulled away from him for a moment to reach over the bed and grab at her jeans, going through the back pocket to find the ring she took off for the fear of something happening to it. Moving back to snuggle up to him again, she showed that she still had before sliding it back onto the proper finger. “I never once tried to find anyone else. I always held this ring with me and kept it safe because I am yours. Future Deanna Winchester-Spangler.” She said, looking at him with a tender smile.
"Deanna Winchester-Spangler." He hummed and leaned over to kiss her. "I still like the sound of that." He ran his fingers through her hair. "I... I didn't either... I tried, but it never felt right." He sighed. "Because they weren't you." He leaned over and kissed her again, deeply.
