Hard To Love You || Supernatural Fanfiction

03; Pizza Slices and First Kisses

Thirty minutes later, Mackenzie sat in a booth across from Dean and his ten-year-old brother, Sam, in a small local pizzeria.

Dean was right; Sam was a good kid and she couldn't help but wish- like she did every day- that her sister were alive and sitting beside her. She had a feeling Quinn and Sam would have gotten alone, she figured with them being the same age they would have had a lot in common, and maybe, just maybe she wouldn't feel so alone on a daily basis.

"Hey, you okay?" Dean asked her when he saw the sad look on her face.

"Yeah, I'm fine," she answered with a forced smile. She didn't want him to think she wasn't having a good time with him, because nothing could be further from the truth- it was just hard not think of how life could have been if she never would have lost her sister and mother. Those thoughts always haunted her in her waking hours.

"You like the pizza?" Dean nodded his head toward the large pepperoni pizza sitting in the middle of the table.

"Yeah, it's good." She took a small bite from the slice, then set it back down on her plate.

"What kind of toppings do you like?" he asked, hoping to get to know her a little.

"I usually like ham and pineapple," she answered.

"Pineapple? On a pizza? Yuck!" Sam wrinkled his nose in disgust.

"Shut up, Sammy." Dean bumped his shoulder against his small one. The last thing he wanted to do was offend Mackenzie by dissing something she loves.

"But pineapples are nasty," Sam said, causing Mackenzie to laugh out loud. She couldn't help but wonder if her sister would have thought the same thing.

Dean looked over at her and couldn't help but notice how pretty she looked when she laughed. He loved the way her eyes would crinkle and the dimples that appeared when she smiled.

"It's okay, Sam, pineapples are not for everyone," she told him with a genuine smile on her face.

"He's actually never eaten pineapples." Dean laughed.

"That's 'cause they're yucky!" Sam called out.

Mackenzie laughed. "Maybe next time we'll get ham and pineapple. If you tried it, I bet you both will love it."

"Next time, huh?" Dean questioned with a smile, getting her attention. Her eyes slightly widened when she realized what she said. She didn't mean to suggest there would be a next time, she had gotten so caught up with being normal she had forgotten she would probably be gone in a few days.

"I mean if we all ever hang out again...we could try it." She shrugged, hoping to play it off.

"I like the idea of a next time." Dean flashed her a wink.

"Me too!" Sam added happily before his face fell. "But we probably won't be here for long."

"Why not?" she asked confused.

"Cause when Dad gets back, we have to leave," he answered.

"Where is your dad?" she questioned.

"Out looking for bad guys." A proud smile appeared on his young face. "Our dad is a superhero."

"Sam, why don't you go play some games?" Dean suggested before she could ask any other questions and Sam told her everything.

"I don't have any change," Sam pointed out.

"Here, I have some." Mackenzie reached into her front pant pocket and pulled out a few quarters before handing them to Sam.

"Thanks, Kenzie, you're the best," Sam called out as he quickly left the table and ran over to a pinball machine, causing her to smile at the nickname.