After the trip, Sam, Dean, Jenny, and Gabriella they all went their separate ways to decompress.
Dean couldn't handle being away from Gabriella any longer so he drove over to her house, he got out and practically sprinted up to the house, ringing the doorbell repeatedly until the door came open.
"Dean" Gabriella says softly.
Dean grabs Gabriella and kisses her. "Dean" Gabriella whispers, pushes away from him.
"I need you" He whispers, pushing her against the nearest wall, kissing her again.
"Honey, my parents are here... If you come meet them we'll talk when they leave" Gabriella whispers.
"Really?" Dean grins.
"Maybe... I guess we'll have to see" Gabriella winks.
"Gabs! Who is it?" Gabriella's mom calls out.
"Come on" Gabriella smiles, taking Dean's hand.
"Mom, Dad... This is Dean"
"Dean, these are my parents... Grace and Greg"
"Grace, Greg and Gabriella? All Gs"
"Shut up" Gabriella glares.
"Sorry..."
"Gabriella, leave him be. It's okay, we figured we would give her a name with a G since we have G names"
Dean nods his head and looks at Gabriella and she only smiles.
"So, you did you meet our daughter?"
"We met in middle school" Dean says honestly.
"And why did we never meet you then?"
"Because you never let me have any friends over" Gabriella mumbles.
"It was for your own safety Dear, we didn't want you to be impure when you get married" Grace states.
"Speaking of which, where is your purity ring?" Greg asks.
"I uh... I forgot to put it back on after I made dinner last night"
"Well you had better keep it on and you young man better keep your hands to yourself" Grace states.
"Yes ma'am" Gabriella and Dean say in unison.
Shortly after Grace and Greg left, Dean took Gabriella to her bedroom.
"Purity rings?" He asks.
"Yeah, they're big on the whole "no sex before marriage" thing... and say, you got me pregnant... they would force us to get married"
"That should be illegal"
"Well, they can't make us sign a contract or anything but they can basically talk us into it, which I would never let happen but they would try..."
"So... When we... ya know... back at the farm... I wasn't forcing myself on you was I? If I was I didn't mean to... You could've told me no" Dean says, panicking slightly.
"No, you weren't forcing yourself on me, I... I wanted that... the rest of the month was so nice" Gabriella smiles.
"So you're not against doing it again?" Dean says, biting his lip.
"Not in the slightest... I think we've had this conversation already... Have you eaten? There's some leftover taco fixins in the kitchen"
"Really?" Dean grins.
"Yeah, go get you some" Gabriella smiles "I'm gonna jump in the shower, if you get done eating before I get done showering, you're more than welcome to join me"
"I think tacos can wait" Dean says, following Gabriella as she walks into the bathroom.
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"Dean, stop that hurts" Gabriella pants.
"I'm sorry, I'm trying to rub some of these knots out of your neck and back"
"I appreciate it, I do... but it hurts"
"Okay, I'll stop for now" Dean says softly.
"Thank you... My neck's not quite as stiff now at least" Gabriella smiles as she goes to grab her shampoo.
"Let me do it" Dean says with a hint of hope in his eyes. "Please"
"O-okay..." Gabriella smiles softly.
As soon as Dean's hands were gently scrubbing Gabriella's scalp, her legs felt like they could out from underneath her at any given moment. "Oh my gooodddd" She groans. "Oh, I should've let you do this sooner"
"It's one of the best feelings in the world" Dean smiles, rinsing the shampoo out of Gabriella's hair with the detachable shower head.
———
After the couple showered, Gabriella took Dean to the kitchen and made sure he ate.
"Honey, I can make my own plate"
"I got it, you sit there and stay... I'll make it... what do you want on it?"
"Everything"
"Soft or crunchy?"
"Soft"
"Okay" Gabriella smiles as she makes Dean's plate, when ever she'd have people over she would tend to resort to how she done things on the farm. She would usually end up making Dean's plate as he washed up so it became habit after doing it for a month.
"So, next month is Summer break" Dean states.
"Yeah, whatcha thinking about?" Gabriella asks
"Maybe we could take a trip to Kansas, just you and me"
"What part?"
"Lawrence"
"I'd love that... I could show you the farm" Gabriella beams.
"The farm is in Lawrence?" Dean asks
"Yeah!"
"That's where me and Sammy grew up! Well until we moved here"
"Well, at least we don't have to pay for a hotel" Gabriella winks.
"Gabs!"
"What?!"
"What happened to the innocent girl I had at the farm?"
"You took her and replaced her with me... Remember?" Gabriella grins.
"Ohh right" Dean chuckles.
Dean enjoyed his dinner while Gabriella put the rest away and washed the dinner dishes. Once she finished, she sat down at the table with Dean and couldn't seem to stop yawning.
"Are you okay?" Dean asks.
"Yeah, I'm just exhausted"
"Why?"
"I'm supposed to be starting my period before long and it's absolutely draining... not to mention I'm late."
At the last two words choked slightly on the food in his mouth. "You're what?"
"I'm late"
"Are you... ya know... Pregnant?"
"No, I already took a test. I've been more physically active these past two months so that usually throws me off"
"What would we do if you were... pregnant?"
"Well, if you didn't want the baby you'd never see me again because I'd get rid of you before I got rid of the baby" Gabriella says honestly. "You seem to have hard time getting that word out"
"Yeah... I'm not too keen on the whole kid thing yet... not that I wouldn't stay, because I would... I'd stay and help, all kids need Dads"
"No Dean... All kids need Dads who will love them... if you couldn't love them what would be the point?"
"I... Um... I don't know... But I… enjoy being around so I would hope I could enjoy being around the child too"
"That's what my Dad told my Mom... When they had my sister... She ended up in a rehab because of him"
"Gabriella, your Dad and I are completely different people, I grew up with a Dad who was never around... My Dad went crazy after my Mom died, I don't doubt that he did love me and my brother at one point but he was so blinded by rage I think that love turned into resentment... I know what it's like to feel unloved and I could never put a child through that. Whether I'm ready for a child or not is completely different from if I will love the child or not because I know without a doubt that I will love and care for anyone's child who needs it... because... I know what it's like to need it and not have it"
"Dean... I-"
"Don't tell me that you're sorry... I don't want your pity, I don't want anyone's pity... I want you to understand what I'm trying to say"
"I do... I understand Dean" Gabriella says softly, gently resting her hand on Dean's cheek and wiping away a tear that had fallen. "I love you" She whispers.
"Why don't we just relax tonight and watch movies or something" Dean says softly.
"I'd like that" Gabriella smiles.
And that's exactly what they did.