One month ago, you’d forced yourself to go on a blind date
with Dean Winchester, and it was one of the best decisions you’d ever made in
While the two of you hadn’t made it official until Christmas,
you’d still agreed that from that first date, you were it for each other, and
that was the timeline you’d go off of for your relationship.
Despite a brief argument when you confronted Dean about not
telling you about bringing the receptionist – whose name turned out to be
Caitlin – home before the two of you started dating, things had been going
really well. Dean’s explanation of why he did it matched up with Jess’s
suspicions. You apologized for being upset, but Dean didn’t seem to be bothered
at all by it.
Today you brought him burgers for lunch, even though you’d be
at his house later for him to make you supper. After sleeping just a couple of
hours after your shift ended, you showered and got ready to meet your boyfriend
Caitlin didn’t seem thrilled to see you, but you couldn’t
blame her. If the roles were reversed, you’d probably not be a big fan of you
either. She paged back to the garage to tell Dean that he had a visitor, and
after just a couple minutes, he was greeting you with a quick kiss.
“Glad you made it,” Dean said, leading you to the break room.
“Wasn’t sure you’d wake up to your alarm or not.”
You chuckled, unwrapping your burger. “Come on, that was one
time, and it was after a really long shift!”
“Sure, sure,” Dean teased, chomping down on a French fry. “How
was it last night?”
You told him about a couple of the more minor patients. In
truth, one patient had coded on you and nearly died, but you were able to keep
her alive long enough to get to the hospital. What happened after that you were
still left to wonder. It would stay on your mind for a while, you knew, but it
was part of the job.
“So, I was thinking,” he started. “My birthday is coming up –”
“I’m not telling you what I got for you, Sparky, so don’t even
“That’s not what I was going to ask you, Sassy Pants.” Dean
rolled his eyes. “Sam and I usually go on this guy’s weekend thing for my
birthday, but I was thinking this year, maybe we could do a couples thing. Sam
and Jess, you and me. We can find a cabin that’s nicer than what Sam and I
usually book, go up on Friday and come back Monday morning. If you can get off
work. I asked Sam, he’s cool with it. If you want to go. And if you can get off
work. Oh, I said that, didn’t I?”
“You did,” you smiled. His nervousness was absolutely
adorable. “But I would love to spend that weekend with you, Dean. That would be
He grinned. “Great. Can’t wait.”
You talked about a few details of the trip before Benny and
Tyler came in to eat their own lunches, greeting you with high fives and asking
how work was going. Benny mentioned that Jo wanted your number so the two of
you could get together soon.
“We should do a triple date thing soon,” you suggested. “If
Tyler’s serious enough about the pin-up girl.”
Tyler groaned. “You guys are ridiculous.”
You raised your brow, looking at him intently. He finally
“But, yes, since she’s my girlfriend now, I could probably do
the triple date thing with you guys.”
There were whoops and hollers from Benny and Dean while you
high-fived Tyler again.
As it neared the end of Dean’s lunch shift, he walked you
around to the back of the building where you had parked, not too far from his
“So, my house tonight? Seven?”
You gave a definitive nod as he laced his fingers with yours.
“I’ll be there.”
Dean’s eyes searched over your face before he leaned down to
kiss you. “This has been the best month of my life, Y/N. I know you could be
sleeping right now, but you’re here with me. You have no idea how good that
You shrugged. “I think I do.”
He kissed you again, and your breath caught in your throat.
You wondered if it would ever stop feeling like the first time Dean had kissed
you; if your heartrate would ever not pick up, if your face would ever not
flush, if your breath would ever not catch when his lips met yours.
“Have I ever told you, Sparky, how handsome you look in this
Dean laughed, tightening his hold on you. “Oh, really?”
You nodded. “Really. I mean, I do love freshly-showered Dean,
but greasy, garage-smelling Dean is also one of my favorites.” Dean smiled down
at you, searching your eyes and waiting for you to realize what you’d said. “I
mean, not like love – not that way, I
just meant … Wow. I don’t even know how backtrack on that one without making it
“Hey,” Dean said, his voice low and his hand cupping your face
to bring your attention to him. “I know what you mean. You’re just incredibly
adorable when you’re worked up.”
You made to shove him away, but he caught you by the wrist and
distracted you with another kiss.
“Okay, calm down, Y/N. Last time you called me this worked up,
you were freaking out about the blind date. Did something happen with Dean?”
You let out a deep sigh and fell back on your bed. “I’m in
deep trouble here. I said something about loving freshly-showered Dean and – ugh. I think I do love him, though. Mandy. It’s been a month. I’m out of my mind,
right? I don’t want to say anything to him yet – okay, maybe I don’t love him
yet, but I’m so close, and it’s – I’m panicking.”
There was a pause and you imagined your friend was trying to
figure out the right thing to say to you. “Listen, sweetie. I’ve told you from
the beginning that Dean is good for you. Maybe I didn’t even realize how good,
but you guys are like a fairytale. I think you’re right, I don’t think you’re
in love with him just yet, but I think you’re getting there quick. And that’s
okay. He makes you happy, you make him happy.”
You threw your arm over your face and admitted your big fear.
“What if it turns out like Shane?”
“Oh, Y/N. Dean is not him. He’s already shown you that enough
in the last month. Would Shane have gone on twelve dates with you and made each
and every one perfect? Would Shane have had that snow globe made for you? Really
think about everything Dean’s done for you. He is not Shane, and he never will be Shane. If for some weird reason it
doesn’t work out, then you’ll get past it, just like you did with Shane. All
“Yeah, you’re right. Thanks, Mandy. I should get some sleep
before I head over there tonight.”
“You should, so you don’t have this same panic in front of
Dean,” Mandy teased. “I really think you should trust this, Y/N.”
“Thanks, I’ll try. Talk to you soon.”
You disconnected the call and changed into some sleep clothes.
Setting your alarm so you’d have plenty of time to freshen up before going to
Dean’s, you were off to sleep in no time.
open babe. C’mon in.
You got the text message just as you pulled up to Dean’s
house. You’d had a good nap and felt much more calm about how you were feeling.
So you were falling in love with a guy who you could see yourself spending the rest
of your life with; was that really so bad?
You let yourself into the house, announcing that you were
there. Dean came from the kitchen, plain t-shirt over his broad chest and dark
jeans low on his hips. He had a towel over his shoulder and smiled as he came
to kiss you and lead you into the kitchen.
“Breakfast for dinner?” he asked.
“That sounds great,” you nodded. “You know I really love your
banana chocolate pancakes.”
“That’s why I’m makin’ ‘em,” Dean grinned, going back to the
griddle. “How was your nap?”
“It was good.” You pushed yourself up on the counter to watch
him cook while he told you about this afternoon. Caitlin had struck up
conversation with Dean several times throughout the afternoon. He was pretty
sure that it had everything to do with your visit that afternoon. Benny and
Tyler thought the same, and after Tyler made a comment about her obvious
jealousy, she stopped coming back to Dean’s station. “I guess I can’t blame
her. I do get to call the most handsome mechanic in town mine.”
Dean scooped the last pancake off the griddle and came to
stand between your legs, nipping lightly at your bottom lip. “And I have got
the prettiest paramedic as my girl. I know I told you some of this earlier, but
I wish you knew how happy I’ve been the last month, Y/N. You’ve changed my life
for the better. The thought of you being with someone else, or me being with
someone else – the thought of us not being together kills me.”
“Me too,” you whispered, leaning forward to kiss him. “So I guess
we should probably stay together for a while.”
“Hey, pretty girl,” Dean smiled against you mouth. “You’re stuck
with me for the long haul.”
Dean deepened the kiss, leading you into one of the hotter
make-out sessions you two had engaged in thus far.
Your breath left your chest once again, and you fell even more
for Dean Winchester.
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