Dean strode out of the bar with April in his arms, he loved her being so close to him. She was petite and easily could be held in his strong arms.

He looked down when he felt her drawing patterns on his chest with her elegant fingers, just like a feather so light and delicate yet it touched his heart and made him smile.

"Your heart is beating really fast is it okay?" April looked up at Dean asking. Her high emerald eyes sparkled in the night.

"Your listening to my heart?" Dean was amused by her drunk honesty.

"Yep it was soothing but now it's beating really fast." April leaned in closer to listen again.

Dean laughed and answered, "It beats like that when you are around you dork."

"I am not a dork," April replied with her eyebrows all scrunched up.

"Correction... You are my dork." Dean thought she was adorable.

Micheal appeared behind Dean and opened the passenger door for him. Dean then set April inside his car gently and fastened her seatbelt.

Dean then turned to Micheal, "I asked you to look after her not get her drunk."

"She needed to let loose and she did." Michael shrugged and watched as Dean frowned.

"Okay, thanks bud, goodnight." Dean then entered his car and started the engine.

Micheal waved goodbye then realised he had April's handbag in his hand and he sighed. Well, won't this be interesting she may have to spend the night with you, Dean? Michael smiled and waved to the valet to bring his car around. He would go home to his lover.

As Dean drove and kept glancing at April, she sat in his passenger seat drawing patterns on the window. She looked beautiful with her hair all messy and her signature red lip. He would give anything for her to cover his body with those red lips. To nibble her lip till it comes off and stains his own lips.

Dean tried to distract himself he focused on driving to clear his thoughts. They arrived at Cerulean Condominium quickly and Dean looked over at April again. He wanted to help her fight whatever she was struggling with.

Suddenly she spoke dispelling the silence, "Where are we?"

Dean sighed, "Home."

"No, I want to go back to The Nephilim," April replied and tried to get out of the car.

Dean saw her struggle and he got out of his side of the car and walked round to her side of the car to open her door. He saw her struggle with her belt and he undid it for her. Deciding it would be enjoyable to carry her again he shamelessly picked her up and due to her struggling she ended up in a fireman's lift over his shoulder.

Laughing slightly at April he answered her, "Angel you don't need to go to that bar, just come see me your own personal devil and I will keep you company."

April only registered half of his words, "Yep all men are devils, cant rely on them... Now I realise how lonely I am."

Dean who was about to cheekily slap her plump bottom for agreeing that he was a devil held himself back as he heard her say she was lonely. It hit his heart hard and he felt it.

"Once needed now rejected, the angels don't love me these devils want their pound of flesh." April mumbled incoherently.

Dean listened to every word and each hit him hard. He was lonely too, he felt they were so similar. He also felt that people only wanted him because of who he was and what he could offer them due to his status and power. Her whole family did the same to her.

"I feel like I have been shot. Is my body broken?" April asked, she felt dizzy and she wasn't sure what shape her body was in being carried this way.

Dean laughed again she was cute when drunk. He approached the lift and hit the button. He changed her position to lie on his chest again. His favourite position as she could listen to his heart that beat only for her, his angel.

Once the lift arrived he got in with April in his arms. He looked at her in the lifts reflection, they looked so good together. She was his forever love.

April lay against Deans chest, unaware of his thoughts she was counting his heartbeats. They were fast but now soothing at the same time. While she counted she fell asleep in his strong and comforting arms.

Dean noticed her breathing stabilise as she fell into a deep sleep. The lift door opened and they arrived at their condos shared floor. He got out and then realised he hadn't remembered about her bag which meant no key, didn't Michael have it?

He walked to his door and struggled a bit as he opened his door, trying not to wake his angel he held her close and entered his condo. He looked around and then decided on his bedroom. He strode towards his bedroom and he reluctantly lay April on his bed. He didn't want to part with her just yet, he liked holding her close.

Once she looked comfortable he stood and took off her shoes and set them on the floor. He then went to the kitchen he took off his coat, suit jacket and undid his two top buttons before he rolled up his shirt sleeves. He then took out two bottles of water from the fridge he drank one to help cool down his desire.

He then grabbed two painkillers and the bottle of water for April as he re-entered his bedroom. April had curled up on her side, her arms outstretched he wanted to comfort his angel but he would wait for her in the dark till she was ready to bask in the sun with him.

"It aches... Left alone... Showed you my faults and gave you everything... then you left me alone, so now it's never from here?" April slowly mumbled.