She had gotten to Austin around one A.M. on the 20th of December. Jensen had done that stupid cliche thing with the sign, but his was a little square sheet of paper that held 'Marissa' in blue crayon. When Marissa got closer, she realized there was only one 's' and it was done by a child. Which made Marissa wonder how hyped up Jensen had gotten JJ for her arrival, and wondered if the little girl would be awake upon their arrival at Jensen's massive house.

After the greeting each other (Jensen had scooped her into a tight hug and kissed her once, breathtaking smile on his face), they made to Jensen's vehicle, Marissa whining about how completely exhausted she was. Jensen only laughed as he clutched at her hand, weaving through the streets of Austin to get to his mansion. Marissa paid extra closer to the scenery (or tried to) as she had never been to Texas as wanted to take in as much as she could.

However, it didn't help that she actually was exhausted and her eyes were shutting by themselves. Marissa had been so excited to come and see Jensen's house and meet his family that she hadn't been able to sleep the night before and was running on no sleep the last 36 hours. And the fact that she was finally here with Jensen, who she would always been the most excited to see, didn't help to keep her awake. The soothing motion of Jensen running his thumb of the knuckles of her left hand really wasn't helping any of it either.

She had fallen asleep. Felt like a doofus for doing so, but she had. And Jensen, the absolute sweetheart that he was, didn't wake her up and ended up actually carrying her into his house, up the stairs, and into the master suit. Marissa had blinked blearly, wiping away the sleep the next morning at like seven, disoriented on how she got into the comfiest bed she had ever been in in Jensen's Family Business Beer Co. shirt.

Turning around, she smiled at Jensen's sleeping form, and pressed a kiss to his mouth before tucking herself under his chin and closer to his body, falling back asleep. Maybe an hour or two later, a little scream (one that sounded more like a warrior's cry) woke them both up with a start and a weight landed on the foot of the bed and climbed up.

"Daddy! Daddy, wake up!" JJ shouted, Jensen groaning in fake exaggeration as he tucked his head into Marissa's shoulder. Marissa smiled happily at JJ, who was blinking at her for a second before starting her attack more viciously. "Daddy! Come on! You gotta introduce me to Marissa!"

"Marissa," Jensen grumbled, voice loud enough for JJ to hear, "this is JJ. JJ, this is Marissa."

JJ stuck her little hand out, Marissa biting her lip as she tried to maneuver her hand from where it was trapped under Jensen's build to shake her hand. When she got it out, Marissa let out a triumph aha! before grabbing onto JJ's hand to shake. The little girl had a firm grip that was going to be a great handshake when she was older. Jensen was probably proud.

JJ suddenly looked around conspiratorially, before leaning closer and whispering quite loudly, "Want to help me get Daddy up?"

Marissa nodded as Jensen squeezed their bodies closer together, burrowing his face deeper into Marissa's shoulder and planting a kiss on the exposed skin because of his too big shirt. "What should we do?" Was whispered back to the blonde young lady leaning over the couple still tucked in bed.

"You know," Jensen announced, JJ's eyes widening with a look of panic. "I can still hear you."

JJ did a flurry of motions instead of whispering again, Marissa having to make sure she means to tickle Jensen's sides. Marissa was about to go in for the tickle kill when JJ stopped her and mimed Jensen going back to sleep. The older girl blinked, surprised that JJ was such an evil mastermind. She probably got it from Jared.

So, instead of tickling Jensen, Marissa started to run her hands soothingly over his back, making the man groan and give her a kiss before getting even more comfortable, pretty lips breathing deeply against her neck. JJ and her waited a couple of minutes, JJ playing patiently with her hands so she didn't make too much movement and blow this whole operation.

"Beautiful?" Marissa mumbled, testing out whether Jensen was awake or not. When he only answered with another deep breath, Marissa smiled at JJ, who perked up, excited. Marissa counted down on her fingers, watching JJ rise to her feet somehow steadily on the mattress. When it hit zero and they exchanged a nod, they both dived in and started to tickle Jensen.

JJ got his armpit, digging her little fingers in, while Marissa moved her hands over his sides. The man jolted, awakening as fast as one could with the onslaught of hands before he burst into laughter. His loud laugh echoed slightly, Marissa faintly hearing the dogs start to bark along with it as Jensen struggled to get out of their grip. When he did, all three of them were laughing, smiling at each other. JJ plopped herself in Marissa's laugh, wrapping her hands around her neck and smiling up at her.

Marissa held out her hand for a high five, "We make a good team, JJ."

JJ smiled and nodded as she smacked her hand lightly against Marissa's. Jensen was grumbling something about how girls always teamed up against him as he got up and wandered over to the bathroom that was connected to the bedroom. Marissa found herself wrapping her arms around JJ and tickling the girl for herself, the high pitch laughing shrieks making the older girl smile.

"Come on, let's go make some breakfast for Daddy," Marissa whispered, putting JJ down on the floor and getting up after her. JJ gasped when she saw Marissa fully, Marissa looking at her in panic before JJ was right beside her and feeling the tattoo on the girl's thigh.

"This is so cool," JJ exclaimed, tracing one of the roses that surrounded the gun. Marissa smiled down at her, before she was pointing at the gun and telling JJ that it was based off of Jensen's prop on Supernatural. Which made JJ smile even wider.

Marissa dug through her clothes she packed as she heard the shower start to run, rolling her eyes before holding up two pairs of pants for JJ to help her chose from. One was a pair of black leggings and the other was a pair of sweatpants that had the Pink brand on them. JJ chose the leggings, which Marissa pulled on before she was asking JJ very nicely to lead her to the kitchen. But not before she asked to stop and brush her teeth in the washroom.

Icarus and Oscar, the two dogs Jensen had and had face timed her with, were bouncing happily when they saw humans. Marissa asked JJ what they usually did with them, to which the girl promptly walked to a sliding door Marissa hadn't noticed and let them outside.

They started cooking after that, Marissa having JJ mix the eggs to scramble them and the two of them laughing everytime the bacon Marissa found spit and the older girl tried to dodge. She also have JJ help stir the hashbrowns she made, holding the girl up and telling her how to do it. Jensen came downstairs, dressed in a pair of sweats and a Henley, smiling as he noticed the food that was being made.

"JJ, sweetie, I didn't know you were such a good cook!" He exclaimed, walking over and plucking the girl from the floor, planting a kiss on the girl's head as she swatted at him, whining.

"Dad! You're gonna make me seem uncool!" To which Jensen scoffed and continued to kiss every inch of her face as Marissa beamed at them as she put the hashbrowns in a bowl to serve them.

"JJ, I don't think anything could make you any less cool," Marissa told her, leaving the food on the counter to move towards her boyfriend. She sent him a sly smile, before she was leaning on the counter closest to them. "Even this old man," she told her, winking at JJ as she giggled and Jensen glared.

With that, she gave Jensen a chaste kiss for good morning before she was grabbing as much food as she could and walking in the general direction of where she thinks that a table was. Behind her, she heard JJ stage whisper to her dad, "I like her. She's fun."

Marissa could hear the smile in Jensen's voice, "I'm glad, 'cause I like her too."

Marissa blinked when she didn't find a table or anything. "Uh, Jensen? JJ? Where is your table?"