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"Hey, what do you say, this doesn't pan out, we head back to that beer-and-bacon happy hour about a mile back, huh?"
"Dean." You say sternly.
"What?"
"No! We have a job to do, and an important one at that."
"I know you're always right 'Baby.'" Dean says not even looking at you as he pats the dashboard of the Impala which implies that he wasn't even talking to you.
"You're unbelievable." You say angrily getting out and slamming the passenger door.
You can hear Dean's familiar laugh and slam of his own door behind you.
"(Y/N), look sweetheart it was a joke. I heard you."
"Sureeee you always listen to me and think that I'm right, right?" You spit out sarcastically still walking away from him.
Dean catches up and lays a hand on your arm, but you quickly shrug it off. He then proceeds to get you to stop and listen to him as he steps in front of you and places his hands on your shoulders. You sigh and close your eyes awaiting his poor excuse of an apology.
"C'mon you know you're my number one girl." Dean reminds you as he gives you a beaming smile that you've grown to love.
"I know. It's just that the 'Baby' jokes are really getting old. Now let's interview these people so we can solve this case and go home."
"I'm right behind ya hot stuff." Dean says followed by a wink that causes you to roll your eyes and let out a small laugh as you lead the way.
