I Ran Away to You (Dean Winchester)

Chapter 4

I was sitting beside Sam in a bar in Upstate New York. Sam was trying to figure something out while I was helplessly watching Dean flirt with a couple girls across the bar. For someone so socially inept it was so easy for him to just start chatting up girls. I'm positive he has her number already.

"Careful, your green is showing." Sam said from beside me without even looking up from his papers.

"My green is not showing." I scoffed at him and picked up the paper to prove my point but I threw it back down on the table just as instantly and turned to Sam, "Is he always like this?"

Sam flicked his eyes to me before nodding and going back to his notes, "Pretty much. Dean may have two brains but he really only thinks with one."

"Right and I wonder which one that might be." I said sarcastically.

"Hold on a second." Sam said as he lifted up the paper, reading the headline.

Sam tried to catch Deans attention but Dean kept ignoring the flailing that Sam was doing. So being the generous person that I am I volunteered to go drag his ass over here to listen to what Sam had to say. So I got up from my seat and marched over to the trio and smiled.

"Hey Dean, Sam really needs to talk to you about something." I said, deflating a little as I measured myself to the brunette I stood next too. I planned on saying something snarky and that possibly lead to the implication that he was taken but I lost my nerve.

"Can't it wait?" Dean asked with a roll of his eyes.

I saw the brunette give me this judgy look and tried to ignore how self-conscious it made me feel, "No, it can't."

"Alright." He said and turned to the brunette, "I'll be right back."

We walked back over to Sam who immediately started speaking, "Okay, I think I got something."

"Yeah me too. I'm thinking, you know, we take a short leave. Just, you know." He said as he kept glancing back.

"So what are we today? Indie Rock Stars? Army Rangers?" Sam asked with a shake of his head.

"Reality TV scouts, looking for people with special skills." Dean chuckled as he took a swig of his beer, "It's not to far off. Besides, she's got a friend and I can hook you up. What do you think?"

"Uh hello? I'm here to you know?" I said, trying to bring him back down to earth.

"Well, I can see if they have another friend but I didn't think you swung that way." Dean said, drinking more of his beer to hide his smirk.

"Right. You enjoy yourselves." I said and turned to Sam, "You can fill me in later right? I don't want to listen to tweedle-dum blabber on."

"Yeah of course."

I smiled at him, glared at Dean and then left to find my own fun. I went over to the pool table to watch the game that was going on between a couple of guys. They were decent, not as good as Dean though. He could clean these people out. I myself have never played but there is a first for everything right? So when the game finished I stepped up.

"Do you mind if I have a go?" I asked the guy who won.

"Sure beautiful. Ever play before?" He asked.

"No." I said, "I never really got out much until recently."

"Then I'll try and go easy on you." He winked.

This guy had shaggy blond hair and blue eyes. Attractive but not Dean attractive. Still though, he would be a good distraction. Besides, I have to put myself out there more right?