Fighter: Dean Winchester (REVAMPED VERSION)

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Before leaving town, Sam wanted to stop by the school to see Mr. Wyatt, as he and Nadia had discussed. Dean, of course, wasn't thrilled about it and wasn't shy about voicing his displeasure.

"We came back here so you could talk to a teacher?" Dean shifted the Impala into park with an exaggerated sigh, the tires screeching lightly as he came to a stop.

Sam stared out the window, clearly unfazed. "He's a good guy."

Dean let out a snort. "Well, whatever." He shrugged dismissively, leaning back in his seat. "Go have your Robin Williams 'O Captain! My Captain!' moment."

Nadia leaned forward from the passenger seat, rolling her eyes. "Ignore him," she said with a smirk. "Take your time."

As Sam got out of the car, Nadia slapped Dean lightly in the arm, her lips curling into a teasing smile. "What was that?"

"What was what?" Dean raised an eyebrow, clearly confused by her reaction.

"'Go have your Robin Williams 'O Captain! My Captain!' moment." She mockingly imitated his deep voice. "You could be more supportive."

Dean crossed his arms over the wheel and looked at her with a playful grin. "I'm just sayin'. Sam never mentioned this Mr. Wyatt to me. And here I am, thinkin' we both hated this school."

"Speaking of hate, what happened to you here?" Nadia asked, her curiosity piqued. She leaned back slightly, looking at him with a hint of amusement in her eyes.

"Oh, that's a long story," Dean waved his hand dismissively, trying to avoid the question.

"I'm listening," Nadia pressed, raising an eyebrow. She leaned in closer, clearly expecting a better answer.

Before Dean could respond, a voice interrupted their conversation.

"Ms. Dunn?"

Nadia's heart sank as she recognized the figure standing outside the car, squinting to peer through the windshield. "Oh, crap," she muttered under her breath.

"Who is she?" Dean asked, his tone laced with suspicion.

"A kid I bonded with," Nadia explained, her voice softer now. She opened the car door and got out, not bothering to wait for Dean's reaction. "Madison, hey!"

"Hey?" Madison's tone was sharp, clearly annoyed. "That's all you have to say? I stopped by to see you today. What gives?"

"Um, well..." Nadia hesitated, unsure of how to explain. Her gaze flickered toward Dean, then back to Madison.

"Can't even make up a lie to save your ass," Madison observed with a bitter edge.

Nadia bit her lip, trying to think of something to say. "Yeah, well, if I told you the complete truth, you'd think I was lying."

Madison crossed her arms over her chest, her expression unreadable. "I'm listening."

"She was a plant," Dean's voice chimed in from the car, as he stuck his head out the window. "Sent by the school system—"

"Please don't help me," Nadia gestured for him to get back inside the car, trying to salvage the situation.

Madison's eyes narrowed as she glanced between them, then her frown deepened. "Coach Roth? Is that Coach Roth?"

"Yes, and my boyfriend," Nadia said, a little defensively, her arms crossing over her chest.

"The stupid one?" Madison asked, raising an eyebrow.

"Stupid?!" Dean frowned, sticking his head out the window. 

"I was peeved with you, remember?" Nadia reminded, waving him back in the bar before turning back to Madison. "And out of all the things I told you about him, that's what stuck?"