Title: All I Want
Author: Kat Lee
Fandom: Supernatural
Character/Pairing: Dean/Surprise
Rating: PG/K+
Challenge/Prompt: #126: The End of the World
Warning(s): None
Word Count: 411
Summary:
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It's that time again. It seems like every time the wind changes these days, it's that time again, and they're moaning once more about the end of the world. Just how many times is the end of the world supposed to happen before it actually does happen? A body gets tired of all these almost apocalypses, but I guess I shouldn't complain too much. I mean, I don't even know if there's a place for me in the beyond, and there probably isn't. It's supposed to be just a human thing, right?

Oh, but, man, if I could have my ending, my own Great Beyond,I know just exactly what it would be. He would be in me, and the road would be open and endless before us. There would be no need to stop ever again. There would be no Angels or Demons, no little brothers with whom to be concerned, although I bet that last would piss him off. But I just want it to be him and me again. I miss those days so much, when his hands were always me and our destination didn't matter.

Nobody has ever touched me like he does, and no one else ever will. Neither one of us will let them. Even his brother better not touch my controls again. Dean treats me like . . . like I'm human. Like I'm a Queen. Like I'm his Baby.

He doesn't just drive me. He never just drives me, even when we're hauling ass from Demons. His hands always caress me, and the sound of my engine purring almost always makes him smile. Even now, as we're gunning down the highway, I'm feeling him beginning to relax inside of me. We're putting distance between us and Hell again, and when I'm speeding like this, nothing can touch me.

Nothing but him, and he's all I want. Now, forever, end of world or not, he is all I'll always want, but I do want him all to myself. That's something I doubt I'll ever have again, but sometimes, when Sammy's asleep, I can pretend. I can imagine it's just him and me, and Dean knows all the right touches. He knows just how to caress me and where, and he plays the best music. It may never be just the two of us again, but a car can always dream, right? I know I certainly do, and all my dreams are filled with Dean Winchester.

The End