My lovely Winchester (A Dean Fanfic)

Chapter 12: Memories

"Morning" Sam said as I entered the kitchen. He was reading the newspaper and drinking some gross green looking drink. "What is that?" I pointed at the revolting looking drink. "Its a kale and banana energy drink want one?" He said taking a drink then pointing it at me. "Ew, gross no thank you though" I walked over to see what Dean was cooking on the stove. Sam had a disappointed look on his face after I insulted his green goop. "You feeling better?" Dean turned and handed me a plate of bacon and eggs before plopping more bacon into the pan. "Much" I munched on the bacon and sat down by Sam. "Any more cases come up?" I looked at Sam before shoveling some eggs into my mouth, I was starving. "Yeah we do actually, Bobby called and said that there was this place that had another magic wishing well." Dean turned around with a weird expression on his face. "Please don't tell me we have to deal with another suicidal teddy bear" Sam shrugged and looked at me. "All we have to do is fine the coin and the guy who threw it in there and get them to wish it all away." Sam put down his paper and looked at my plate. "How fast do you eat! Did you even taste it." "Hey shut up okay! I haven't eaten in 4 days." 

Dean chuckled and sat a glass of water down by me and another plate of food. I quickly gulped down the water and scarfed down the food. The boys both gave me a weird look, so I gave them a weird look back. "Gosh dang you eat faster then Dean, I swear you two are the same person." Sam got up taking the empty dishes and carried them to the sink. Dean chuckled and continued eating. I turned and looked at Dean studying every feature, suddenly remembering the dream from last night. Dean looked up from his food and made eye contact with me. I quickly turned away finding something else to look at, but some how my eyes wondered back to him, to his lips. Those lips felt so soft in the dream, they felt so soft when he kissed my forehead. 

Dean coughed bringing me out of my wild thoughts. Again we made eye contact this one more awkward than the rest. I felt my cheeks burn as I looked away. Dean kept his eyes fixed on me he was studying me. He didn't look away, which made my cheeks burn even more. Why wasn't he looking away?

Deans POV:

I stared at Molly studying every part of her face. She blushed and looked away from me. I couldn't help but stare at her. She was naturally beautiful, I noticed that she rarely wore makeup unless she had to. She was tough, tougher than most girls I have come across and a lot sweeter too. She reminded me a lot of Jo, gosh how I miss that girl sometimes. Thinking of that made my stomach turn. I shook the memories out of my head and looked away from Molly getting up, and walking out of the room. Sam was sitting reading some book, god knows what it was. It didn't spark my interest any. 

I went to my room and sat on my bed taking a deep breath and letting it out. Thinking of Jo brought back so many memories. I lost her because I didn't save her, and I about lost Molly too. I'm attached to a girl I don't even know. I heard a small knock on my door, "Who is it?" The person opened the door and stepped in, it was Molly. "Hey are you okay, you left looking a little down?" I looked at her pushing my feelings to the side. "Yeah I'm fine" she stared me in the eyes, gosh she made me so weak, it felt impossible to hide anything from that girl. "Don't lie to me, I can tell something is wrong, what is it?" She came over and sat by me. "Old memories that's all." I looked over at her, she was looking deep into my eyes. "Was it Jo?" Hearing the name coming out of someone else's mouth made me flinch. I nodded and looked down at my hands, watching hers slowly go on top of mine. I looked back up at her and she gave me a comforting smile, at that moment I couldn't help but kiss her.