The Nurse and Dean

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I had an interview two days ago for a nursing job at a mental institution when I got the call.

"Hello. Is this May Casper?" A person said over the phone.

"Yes, this is she. Who may I ask is calling?" I asked suspiciously.

"This is Freddie, the guy who interviewed you two days ago."

"Oh yes! Hello! Sorry!"

"It's quite all right." He chuckled. "I was just calling to say that you got the job and we are hoping you can start next Monday?"

"Yes! Of course! I'll be there!" I said. Then he told me he would email me everything I need to know and then hung up.

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Two weeks later

"You have to look after two of our new patients now. You don't have anything else to do besides take after them." My boss said. I nodded then walked out of his office where a doctor handed me a clipboard with medical things on it. I looked at the pictures of the two guys, then looked around to see a large, long brown haired man, and a decently large but smaller than the first sitting at a table. Matches the pictures..didn't think they were that big. I thought.

Then I stood straight up, smiled then walked over there. "Hello guys. I'm May. Your nurse."

"I'm Dean, and this is my little brother, Sammy." The smaller guy said.

"It's Sam." Sammy said smirking some.

"Well, I'll call you Sam if that's what YOU prefer." I said smiling. "I'm going to get you guys some medication since it says on this clipboard that you need to take medication in the afternoon and at nine pm. Stay right here. " I then walked away to get the medication. They seem pretty sweet. I thought to myself. I wonder why they are in

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When I came back they weren't at the table. "Shit." I mumbled to myself. I then walked around trying to find them when I heard a little noise in the morgue. "Oh my god, please don't let them be messing with the bodies." I said to myself.

I walked in there to see Sam and Dean standing around. "What are you guys doing in here?" I asked tapping my foot and crossing my arms, feeling like a mother.

Dean and Sam stared at me dumbfounded.

Then suddenly Dean dropped his pants. "Pudding!" He yelled jumping up and down a little with his arms in the air.

I held back my laughter. "Okay, okay. I can get you two some pudding if you, Dean, pull up your pants and let me get you out of here before we get in big trouble." They nodded, and Dean pulled up his pants.

  Dean and Sam walked out of the morgue first, then I followed shaking my head.

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Over a few days there was a lot of things happening. People were dying, and Sam and Dean were getting into trouble. But finally that all came to an end once they killed some monster, and told me they weren't totally insane.

  "Hey May." Dean said smiling at me while leaning against his black '67 Impala.

"Yes, Dean?" I asked.

"Want to go get a bite to eat? I can also help find you a decent paying job." Since killing the monsters and most of the workers, they had put the patients and the rest of the workers out of a safe place and a job.

"Okay Dean." I smiled at him. He is really cute. I thought. It's not like he is really hiding anything from me.

But, of course, I was wrong. He was a mystery. But that's a story for another time.

The End